I know that people are by definition social, but for a person I am not social at all
So pretty much everyone told me to make sure to be really good about making friends as soon as I get to college cause I'll be miserable without them. It's great advice. I wouldn't be too happy right now if I hadn't hit it off with some nice people.
But that wasn't difficult to do in the slightest. What's difficult to do is find some time to myself.
Don't get me wrong, my roommate is great. Doesn't disturb me while I'm studying, picks up after herself, and is just generally a sweet girl. That's why I feel like a total dick for just wishing she wasn't here. You see, I value just having time to myself. It doesn't matter if the other person present is for all intents and purposes not making any difference in what I'm doing- with a few exceptions whom I've known for at least three years, just having another person around always stresses me out to some extent.
With another person around, when I'm stressed, I can still make myself some tea and go read a book. I can't retreat up to my room to enjoy that tea and book in my underwear with some Brahms blaring out of my laptop. At all times I have to uphold some basic standards of conduct. Yeah, I could sit here and drink tea in my underwear, I doubt she'd mind, but I would mind.
It doesn't help that whenever we do talk, she always winds up asking questions about me, even if I was just trying to have a nice chat about alternative rock or something. I'd also feel like a total dickhole telling her to stop it with the what's your best friend's name what's your favourite colour what's your favorite TV show because she's just trying to get to know me. Even though you won't really get to know me by knowing that my best friend is Gina and I like slate grey and it's a toss-up between House and Monk.
tl;dr summary: BLOO BLOO BLOO, EMO NO LIEK PEOPLE :(
But that wasn't difficult to do in the slightest. What's difficult to do is find some time to myself.
Don't get me wrong, my roommate is great. Doesn't disturb me while I'm studying, picks up after herself, and is just generally a sweet girl. That's why I feel like a total dick for just wishing she wasn't here. You see, I value just having time to myself. It doesn't matter if the other person present is for all intents and purposes not making any difference in what I'm doing- with a few exceptions whom I've known for at least three years, just having another person around always stresses me out to some extent.
With another person around, when I'm stressed, I can still make myself some tea and go read a book. I can't retreat up to my room to enjoy that tea and book in my underwear with some Brahms blaring out of my laptop. At all times I have to uphold some basic standards of conduct. Yeah, I could sit here and drink tea in my underwear, I doubt she'd mind, but I would mind.
It doesn't help that whenever we do talk, she always winds up asking questions about me, even if I was just trying to have a nice chat about alternative rock or something. I'd also feel like a total dickhole telling her to stop it with the what's your best friend's name what's your favourite colour what's your favorite TV show because she's just trying to get to know me. Even though you won't really get to know me by knowing that my best friend is Gina and I like slate grey and it's a toss-up between House and Monk.
tl;dr summary: BLOO BLOO BLOO, EMO NO LIEK PEOPLE :(