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Crash

This week was definitely the week that God put me on his hit list. Anything that could have gone wrong, did. Literally. The people that I thought I could depend upon most ended up being the people causing me the most pain. The person I thought things were completely over with suddenly proved me, yet again this week, to be wrong. The test I thought I completely dominated ended up raping me. The event I thought went without a hitch apparently was "unorganized, unprofessional, and a complete mess." I should be getting sleep and resting up for the marathon this weekend but my body doesn't seem to want me to get more than 3 hours of sleep a night and on top of everything else, my shins are killing me. Honestly, this is completely unbelievable. And I know it could be worse, it could be a lot worse. Like I could have herpes. That would suck. I know that other people are going through a lot worse time than me right now and I should be thankful I have Ally, Anya, and Brit to get me through all of this, I honestly don't know what I would do without their constant support. So, because I haven't done it in a while, I decided to throw myself a pity party - because everyone needs me. Oh, woe is me.
On a more positive note, they had my favorite dessert tonight in the dining hall. That was a nice surprise. It was make your own cupcake night :) They also had a really good dinner - "vegan nuggets', which are kind of like chicken nuggets, minus the chicken. I regretted that one later about an hour into spinning when I was practically going to projectile spew nugget all over the bike, but, at the time, it was a good dinner.
This week I also am getting down about this summer. This is going to be so hard leaving everything here behind. I built a life here, with a family. Probably the greatest people I will ever know are all compiled in this little area called West Campus. Ally, Anya, and Brit are not just my friends, they're literally my sisters. I love this thing we have, we can read each other's minds. For instance, at dinner Ally all the sudden got one of her looks on her face and I go, "Ally just go get the pasta I know you want it." And that's completely what she was thinking about. Or we start singing the same song at the exact same instant. Or we'll send each other a text in class at the exact same time. I know that sounds completely hokey and somewhat cliche and annoying, but it's completely true - these girls are my life here. I can't go more than 4 hours without seeing them, otherwise I get really upset and twitchy. I've never met any three girls who are this genuinely loving and caring. We haven't gone out on the weekends without each other since Halloween, I don't even remember what partying is like without them. I've never been this attached to three girls in my life and this summer is just going to be absolute hell not seeing them every single day and night.
So that is my pity party. It was a good one, nice turn out I think.
Just keep adding it to the plate God, you must be bored up there to be picking on me so much this week.

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