On Friday, I left my unbelievably tense dorm room for a night with my favorite second family, the O's. Why were things so tense? Honestly, I wish I knew. My roommate and I have been having our ups and downs all year - we're two very different people, with two very different backgrounds, goals, and lifestyles, which obviously has been waring us thin. She's more of a recluse, while I have been enjoying meeting new people this year, and developing new friendships with girls on our hall especially. My roommate has absolutely no desire to branch out and meet new people, and also does not feel that she needs to be polite or nice to anyone she does not feel like pursuing a relationship with. So she's been horribly rude to my other friends - ignoring them when they come to hang out (and justifying it to herself by saying she does not need to speak to people she has no desire to pursue a relationship with), and completely isolating herself from anything we are all doing - then blowing up at me for not spending time with her.
Since my 21st birthday is coming up, I wanted to go out and do something with all my friends and not have to worry about some of them being underage. So I decided what I wanted to do was head to P.F. Chang's with a group of my 16 closest friends, where I could order some fun drinks, and my underage friends could drive after, and still sit and have a fun time. When I told A about this (or actually when she got the Facebook invite), she blew up, snapping that she hates P.F. Chang's because she hates Chinese food (though she's never tried it), so why would I have my birthday there?
So needless to say, the tension has just been escalating. I was so thankful that I had already made plans to spend last night with dear friends who knew (and still loved me) during my most awkward phases, and rebellious phases. They're a wonderful married couple who were my youth leaders from back in Jersey about five or six years ago, who actually moved to PA - only 20 minutes from my college! So I go there quite often to do laundry, hang out, and just unwind from the pressures of school. We always go out to dinner and then J (the wife, who I am unbelievably close to) and I will rent a movie, or go out and shop.
After delicious sushi last night, J and I headed to the movie theater to see Bride Wars at 7:35. Unfortuantely, we had read the times wrong, and Bride Wars started at 7:20, but was sold out anyway. She and I ended up seeing Slumdog Millionaire instead, and I am so, so happy that it ended up that way.
I was gripped by Slumdog Millionaire the minute the movie started, and found myself on edge the entire time. Not only was Anwar from Skins (one of my favorite television shows) the main character, but the story was perfect, the cinematography incredible - the use of color and movement was powerful. I would recommend this movie to absolutely anyone - it's amazing, and my new favorite movie. So if you have some spare time this weekend (or in the upcoming weeks) I would highly suggest watching Slumdog Millionaire. My next task is going to be to read the book, which my mom assures me is just as good as the movie. I firmly believe that this movie deserved to win every award it was given at the Golden Globes, and am excited to see how it will do at the Oscars! :)
Coming out of such a powerful movie, and witnessing some of the things that went on in it, I felt guilty for bitching and moaning about my petty situation with my roommate. It's funny how such trivial things can set us off sometimes, when there are so many worse things going on in the world. I definitely know I need to work on my perspective, and not sweat the small stuff!
I just needed an outlet - this seemed like the easiest way for now, so thank you for indulging me!
Have any of you seen Slumdog Millionaire? Thoughts?
I hope all of you had amazing weekends, with absolutely zero stress :)
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