It's wierd how just the littlest things that bother me can add up and ruin the whole day. It's even wierder when I think the solution is just a good nights sleep. Unfortunately I fell asleep at 3 in the moning out on my retarded couch that is the least comfortable thing in the world. 
      For the most part, yesterday was a pretty crummy day. Overall I don't believe it was that bad, but just so many little things built up throughout the day. My phone completely kicked the bucket and doesn't work at all now, my monoxide detector decided to randomly go off throughout the day but not because of monoxide, but because it's broken. I got a phone call from my mom who chewed me out for not visiting my grandpa who just got out of surgery (I know that sounds cold of me, but i'm just getting over being sick, the last thing he needs is a chest cold after open heart surgery) and she chewed me out because my potential new job has not called me back yet. But it's not my fault, I call every other day to try and get a hold of the manager but she is never in, and now I don't even have a phone to get a hold of her on. To top it off, my boyfriend who has been visiting family down south for the last 2 weeks came home tuesday, and I wanted to see him so I stopped by his place last night and he didn't even get off the couch let alone say hello to me. So after ten minutes of trying to start up a conversation about his trip, I just turned around and walked out the door. 
     Thankfully, I walked into my apartment to find two of my best friends who immediately sat me down and made me tell them everything that went wrong. I can't even begin to say how grateful I am for those two.  Around midnight, I decided to call my mom and apologize for everything and she was good about it, no yelling that time. Then I stayed up untill 3 watching tv with my friend. I felt like everything would smooth over by morning.
     But today, everything is going pretty good so far, other than a rude awakening by the maintenance guy, but I still feel a bit depressed over last night. I need to get out of this funk because I have no reason to be like this. yesterday wasn't actually that bad, but mentally I made it that way. My friends convinced me that people just have bad days. My mom was probably having a bad day from stressing over her dad having surgery, my boyfriend could have had any number of reasons to have a bad day, jet lag, work, anything. And I was ultimately having a bad day because other people were having a bad day and it affected me.
     On the bright side, I'm going to go get a new phone today, and I have another interview this afternoon. I feel better from my cold today so I'm going with my mom to see my grandpa, and my friends are coming back over tonight. I think I'll just wait a bit to see what happens with my boyfriend. I asked him if he wanted to come over tonight but he said that he is busy every night for the next two weeks and he won't have time to come see me. I don't know, that sounds a little sketch to me. If he doesn't want to see me, he should save me time and just tell me.