Me: Mom when’s dinner gonna be ready I’m starved.
Madre: 10 minutes. Don’t even bother going upstairs.
Me: *goes upstairs, falls asleep, and wakes up at 2 am to eat cereal.

I’m so picky about seeing movies in the theater. I won’t go alone. I’ll pay for my own ticket but I will NOT go alone. And I won’t go with someone who’s already seen it because…idk I like seeing their reactions or whatever and people who have seen it could possibly be like “this guy dies in like 2 scenes”. Ugh it pisses me off how weird I am. And then there’ll be movies that I’ll ONLY see in theaters and won’t watch at home and movies I can only watch at home and don’t even WANT to see in theaters. So Brian was gonna take me to see Avengers on Sunday but his sister takes him by surprise and idk…if I knew I was going with my significant other in 2 days, I wouldn’t go then. Maybe that’s just me. But fuck it, so he went and this is after my friend already ditched me last night and didn’t want to see it. (I’m also really picky about which of my friends I’ll see it with). Now I don’t have ANYONE else who I want to see this movie with and it’s not a movie I want to watch at home and I can’t go with the only 2 people I would go with because they’ve both already seen it and I’m sort of pissed and sad that he just went. He also didn’t even tell me. So now I can’t see Avengers which is stupid because starving kids in Africa or whatever but I’ve had a really shit week and it will continue to be piled with stress until the end of May and I was REALLY just looking forward to relaxing with my boyfriend and watching movies full of explosions. The end.