I'm feeling rough, I'm feeling raw, I'm in the prime of my life

Argh, I feel awful. And it's one of those awfuls where I don't actually know why.
Maybe I'm working myself too hard.
Maybe I'm fed up of living in this house with these people.
Probably I'm just angry at myself.

Last night there was a party at a friend's house. The housemates went and had fun (and got back at three in the morning and woke me up). I didn't go because I only knew one person who was there (my housemates didn't say they were going, I just came downstairs to find that they'd gone).
And yeah, they had loads of fun and it sounds like it was an amazing evening with juggling and poi and skating and allsorts. And what did I do? Stayed in and did "work".

And this is something I've been doing a lot, avoiding social situations so I can stay in and do work then end up not actually working. Just another pattern I have to try and break.

One of the other things I'm feeling at the moment is that I'm not really as independant as I thought, and that I depend on my housemates for too much and probably take loads of stuff they do for granded.

I don't know how I'm going to solve this situation.
Maybe I'll just take the day off.