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'I'm just so tired of being tired..."

So, I'm miserable. Miserable to a point where I am critically depressed and feeling unmotivated to do much, except sleep. This usually happens for some time, every spring, and it fades away by the time school ends but now, I just feel extra horrible. My roommate is currently getting on my every last nerve. I honestly just want to claw her face off. Or worse, just plain ol' kill her. I know, that's not nice, and I shouldn't say that but, OMG SHE IS GETTING ON MY NERVES, I FREAKIN' HATE HER RIGHT NOW!...and have been hating her for weeks now but her overly oblivious a** notices not a thing and thinks that all is well. Well, OMG IT IS NOT! FREAKIN' CHRIST BERRIES!!!

Sigh...I wish I could just drive away from here and just sit out on a beach somewhere or go back to New York and laze around with my REAL friends or, well, something...I'm just so tired of being here! So tired of being tired, so tired of all of this...these people, the assignments, the expectations, the deadlines, just so tired...

That's how I know I'm depressed or close to it. My overall symptom is being tired, all the time. And for just about no reason. I'm miserable. Miserable, miserable, miserable!!! -_- uurggghh....

And it doesn't help that the person who I consider to be my "other half" is acting up. I'm just so tired of people and their incapability to understand me or be patient with me. I hate it! Mainly since I do all of that with them! But of course, it's too much to get all of that in return...

So now he and I aren't talking...no surprise there really. It's been, four days pretty much since we talked, which, wasn't much of a talk since he was being a p***k...sigh...the more and more I think about it, the more and more I just want to bash his head into a wall because I'm just that upset with him...The one person I felt like was on my side or in my corner, is now being a total tool whom I can't stand and yearn to bash his face into a concrete wall...maybe a brick one...whichever one'd be more painful...

I don't feel much better like I thought I would now that I've vented all of this out. But, it's still good that I did. Mainly since, I can't really talk out loud to anyone about it. Solely because they just wouldn't understand. I'm so, flustered and frustrated and I just want for everyone to leave me alone, go away, not bother me, etc. etc. ...sigh...misery, misery, misery...