Hopefully this will help my writer's block

It's busy week for Caroline! At least I will be rewarded with a Will bearing presents in the end (and three less papers to write). I'm starting on my Shakespeare paper. I have my intro paragraph, and I really like it. I called Will and had him talk through some other ideas with me, so now I think I've got a pretty good ground to start the body of my paper. I just need to outline it and probably get off Facebook.
Stupid Facebook.
Goodness gracious was it nice to not sleep on an air mattress in Carlo and Charles' room last night. I actually got some sleep! I am happy. It's amazing how grumpy and irritible I get when I have no privacy. I mean, I have no privacy in my room either (Nique Nique Nique Nique) but at least occasionally she leaves the room so that I can break wind or sigh really loudly without being asked "Caroline, are you okay?" No, I'm not okay. Everyone except Charles and Abby are dating around here and snuggling and giggling and kissing and whispering, and all I have to connect me to Will is my cell phone which keeps dying on me after three minutes of conversations. And I hate to sound angry about this; I'm so happy that all of my friends have their significant others (who are also my friends) and so they can live happily and sexually satisfied and have someone on campus to comfort them when they're sad or to yell at when their angry or to sleep in their rooms when they don't want to go back to theirs. I'm just jealous of y'all. Really, really, remarkably jealous. I have the boyfriend. I have the love. I have the happy relationship. I just don't have the close proximity, and it's one of the most frustrating things in the world (almost as frustrating as a Rubix cube).
I guess tonight I'm just upset about how out of my control my fate for next semester is. I'm jumping through every hoop NCSU gives me. If they don't accept me, there's a good chance I won't leave my house all summer. And sadly, I'm not kidding.