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I am waiting for my boyfriend to get here to go to the Red Sox game tonight, I can't wait. Hopefully it doesnt pour though.

But anyways sorry for the rant that is about to come. Every day that I sleep at home I am miserable.  I serioulsy look around and just get so angry. My bed is wicked uncomfortable and every day I wake up and my back is sore.  I hate the color of my walls and carpet. I don't have enough storage to begin to organize my stuff. I have had the same furniture as long as I can remember and I am ready to get rid of it. I hate the set up of my room but I cant move anything because it is too heavy. My closet doesn't hold all the clothes I would like it too. I just want to move out/ back to school before I freak out. I am just waiting for one more thing to put me over the edge. I also hate the slanted walls in my room because I can't hang anything up or organize my room the way I would like. AHHHHHHHH I wish this feeling would go away but I don't think that will be happening anytime soon....