Who wants to here about the worst week in Alyssa's life? Why, let me tell you... Sunday: Didn't go to church. Not the greatest way to start off a week. Also, roommate gets a puppy that's not trained in any way, so I'm running on a little sleep with all the marathon barking. Monday: Might have messed up friendship with Ryan; Had Organic Chemistry final in which I was hoping for a B in the class because my GPA from last semester is embarrassingly low, but I know I got a C, which makes matters worse. Tuesday: Have a horrible confrontational meeting with roommate with dog (although the talk isn't about the dog); end up making her cry and she says horrible things to my other roommate, which makes her cry too. Plus, this talk lasts a few hours, which doesn't leave time for me to study for the hardest final I'll ever take in my life the next morning at 8 am. Wednesday: Totally screw up final; Realize I owe money I don't have to so many people Thursday: I get some money from my wonderful mom who can't really spare much right now, and that money gets taken by this company that I canceled my order from but they don't seem to care (which why should they? I also found out they were a scam) Had a graduation party (which was nice) for a friend that I'll probably never see again that's moving to Pittsburgh (not so nice); my roommate leaves early for her trip so that she doesn't have to deal with the tension between our other roommate, meaning I don't really have anyone to talk to. Friday: Get a message from a friend who is keeping my cat for the summer until I move into my new place (that actually allows cats) saying she can't keep her anymore for reasons that are kind of stupid; I realize I can't bring her here because the management probably already know about the illegal dog because of the incessant barking and will charge use so much money I do not have, which means I have to spend about $200 (which I still don't have)on gas to go pick up my cat and take her to Midlothian; I also started my period! yay! I just love cramps! Saturday: And to top it all off, Nathan breaks up with me in the wee hours of the morning, a move that I did not see coming at all. So please, If you have anymore bad news, just don't tell me. I'd rather not have to deal with anymore. Gosh, I can't wait for this day to end. | 
