Im ok with it.

I stayed out again until 3:30. Not good for health or my morning me. But I'm ok with it. I love being able to be my youthful self while not considering the consequences. You're only 18 once, and soon I wont be 18 anymore, so why not throw a pretend rave at a bowling alley at 12:30 at night? I love my friends, I sometimes wish they would stop expecting me to conform to things of their liking, I feel like I need some friends who will love me for exactly everything that I do/am. I guess that would be hard for me to find considering I've never opened up to any of my friends that much. I just feel like I'm missing out on something. But I'm so grateful for the friends I do have and I love them all so much :D

Also, I'm running out of money. I quit my job about a month and a half ago and I'm finally starting to panic. The week after my birthday I have promised myself that I am going to go apply to at least three different places. I'll let you know what places those are once I decide haha

Ok. roommate update... I can't handle the situation anymore. I have to leave my apartment. I got a list of open rooms and I plan on buying someone's contract on monday. One of my roommates is a really nice guy. I took for granted how good of a roommate he was. I will make sure I let him know I didn't move out because of him, because I'll honestly miss him. The other one... He treats me like I'm his son. He HONESTLY called me "champ" this morning. Who the hell does that? He's 22! I'm not 14! He sat me down and lectured me on not having girls in my room, PERIOD. He told me how dangerous and contract breaking the situation is. When I told him that my friends and I didn't really care and that we are all just friends he said, "Alright well I'm interested in finding out what your future district leader will say when you invite girls over to the mission home." I then said something like, "Sometimes my friends just go in when I'm not here, its not a big deal." as he conveniently left the apartment he said, "Maybe sometime soon I'll give you a lesson on how to manage women." He just.... I cant describe how much he bothers me. AND he makes all this organic crap and doesn't clean up his mess EVER! and our kitchen/family room always smell like someone literally threw up on the floor and left it there. But I don't care. Soon I'll be gone.

Sorry about that rant, I know these are boring to read when they're long, so thank you to those of you who read it :)