Caitlin Alexandre and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Week

Things have not been going my way as of late. To the point where I just want to stay in my apartment with my phone off disconnected from the world. Unfortunately as Maigan would say I have to "Suck it up Buttercup."

Here's what's been happening. While I sometimes feel like I'm in the depths of despair some things have been kinda funny.

Fun thing number one: I was doing push ups next to either Zack or Cody from Suite Life. I had just run five miles so I'm like drenched in sweat, looking like a hot mess and the only place to put my mat is next to him. I kinda gave him an eyebrow raise like What are you doing? And then set to work. He did some bicycle crunches and just sat there looking confused like "Where am I? What is this gym place?" He got up and went to the recumbent bike (like he's 80 and recovering from an injury rather than being the spritely Disney star he is). I got up and went to the water fountain and he immediately got up and followed me waiting for water. I wanted to turn and ask "How's Mr. Mosby?" But that's probs not original...

Today when I went to the gym I hoped maybe I'd have another fun siting. Alas, all I saw was a 70 year old overweight man in a high waisted see through speedo bending down. YIKES.

Factors that have been causing me distress:
Apartment hunting/roommate situation
I cannot find an internship for the life of me (This has never happened before!)
I gained weight, even though I worked out LIKE A BOSS this summer
I have a horrible toothache
Family tension
I burned myself yesterday

I started apartment hunting and I went to Brooklyn with an open mind. The apartment was in this weird area surrounded by Hispanic bodegas- fine whatevs. But then upon entering the building it smelled SO BAD. And then in the apartment there were like a million cats, and it was a crappy walk up apartment with no laundry. Not what was advertised. The tenant there was in all black, super earthy, and was like "Manhattan is just so...industrial." (Umm you live in a city, duh). The big selling point was the many bars nearby (I didn't see any and I'm Mormon, so what good is that gonna do me?) My visceral reaction to Brooklyn, even before arriving, was not positive. I don't think I want to live there. I saw a three bedroom on the upper east side yesterday...it was okay. Too much money up front though.

So addressing the weight issue (dun dun dun). Mom recommended I start taking carnitine. (Not to be confused with creatine). I went to GNC yesterday and I was looking for it and the woman asked me what I was looking for, I told her, and then she proceeds to try to get me to buy this dietary supplement with carnitine among other things. Pointedly saying "This ingredient gets rid of belly fat, this other ingredient gets rid of belly fat..." And so on, while pointing to my stomach. I told her I'd just take the regular carnitine and she sighed and was like "Okay..." WITCH. After that I went to shake shack AND ate french fries.

Earlier yesterday I was wearing a new dress and I'm walking down the stairs and Winston is talking on the phone. He sees me and brightens and stops talking on the phone and was like "You look so nice! You look good!" Just so warmly, and I'm thinking maybe I don't want to leave if I get much needed compliments...

I'm kinda at my wits end with things and have turned from Charlotte....

 to Vendetta. 

I'l get out of this funk, but it's just...difficult. 

School starts on Tuesday!