Night time ramblings from a moody young adult
I woke up this evening in quite a blah mood. I slept about fifteen hours and was very unwilling to get up and face the world. It was perhaps a good thing that I did not because I discovered upon awakening, and taking a phone call out on the balcony, that the sky was gray and it had been raining.
My roommate was watching The OC and one of our suitemates had joined her in our room to watch it. I don't follow that show. I watched the first episode way back when because I learned Adam Brody would be on it, and I loved his character, Dave Rygalski, so so much on Gilmore Girls, that I had to support him. He was so adorable and dorky, I just wanted to take him home and make him my boyfriend. Unfortunately, the OC became a big hit and now I have to come to terms with the fact that he will never come back to me on Gilmore Girls. And I never watched any more OC episodes after that first one because the show was so overly dramatic and Adam's character was a different kind of dorky from his Gilmore Girls character. So that was it for me and Adam Brody. *sigh* Oh, and then dorky characters in Hollywood became the "in" thing, especially with the Peter Parker character in Spiderman. That was very irritating to me because everyone was piling on the dorky-is-attractive band wagon. Anyway, enough about that -- I'm rambling.
So, as I was saying earlier, I was in a blah mood. I'm starting to think that I might have that Seasonal whatever-it's-called disorder. The one where you get "the winter doldrums" because there's less sun. I think that totally applies to me, although I can be just as emotional the rest of the year. But that's probably because the rest of the year I have to deal with my parents and am usually stuck indoors because they are unwilling to let me go out and socialize. Thankfully, I'm on campus now and don't have to deal with that. But now that I can go out, I don't have the motivation to do so. That's where I think the whole not seeing the sun thing applies to me. I might have to look into getting a sun lamp for myself.
After my phone call I took a shower, which turned out to be quite refreshing. I felt a lot better. I had a chocolate chip mini-muffin, some OJ and snacked on some salted peanuts. I've decided now that I was probably moody earlier on because it's just about that time of the month when I feel nauseous, crave chocolate, and curse out my ovaries for being so cruel and painful to me.
The nice thing is that all the right songs are playing at this moment through my headphones and that makes me happy and optimistic. I just want to go out and hug everyone.
Other good news: while I was deep in slumber one of my suitemates finally decided to take a break from screwing her freshman boy-toy (she's a junior) to clean the kitchen (it's her turn to clean the apartment.) The bathroom is still dirty, though. I can't wait till she gets that clean. There are mysterious pieces of wet toilet paper accumulating near the base of the toilet.
Yes, and despite all this I'm actually happy. Wow, a miracle indeed. Oh, well a special thank you goes out to the makers of Advil for numbing the pain.
Ah, another good song has come on. Good songs make me smile. Hugs for everyone because I am grinning and feel like doing a cartwheel and a round-off.
My roommate was watching The OC and one of our suitemates had joined her in our room to watch it. I don't follow that show. I watched the first episode way back when because I learned Adam Brody would be on it, and I loved his character, Dave Rygalski, so so much on Gilmore Girls, that I had to support him. He was so adorable and dorky, I just wanted to take him home and make him my boyfriend. Unfortunately, the OC became a big hit and now I have to come to terms with the fact that he will never come back to me on Gilmore Girls. And I never watched any more OC episodes after that first one because the show was so overly dramatic and Adam's character was a different kind of dorky from his Gilmore Girls character. So that was it for me and Adam Brody. *sigh* Oh, and then dorky characters in Hollywood became the "in" thing, especially with the Peter Parker character in Spiderman. That was very irritating to me because everyone was piling on the dorky-is-attractive band wagon. Anyway, enough about that -- I'm rambling.
So, as I was saying earlier, I was in a blah mood. I'm starting to think that I might have that Seasonal whatever-it's-called disorder. The one where you get "the winter doldrums" because there's less sun. I think that totally applies to me, although I can be just as emotional the rest of the year. But that's probably because the rest of the year I have to deal with my parents and am usually stuck indoors because they are unwilling to let me go out and socialize. Thankfully, I'm on campus now and don't have to deal with that. But now that I can go out, I don't have the motivation to do so. That's where I think the whole not seeing the sun thing applies to me. I might have to look into getting a sun lamp for myself.
After my phone call I took a shower, which turned out to be quite refreshing. I felt a lot better. I had a chocolate chip mini-muffin, some OJ and snacked on some salted peanuts. I've decided now that I was probably moody earlier on because it's just about that time of the month when I feel nauseous, crave chocolate, and curse out my ovaries for being so cruel and painful to me.
The nice thing is that all the right songs are playing at this moment through my headphones and that makes me happy and optimistic. I just want to go out and hug everyone.
Other good news: while I was deep in slumber one of my suitemates finally decided to take a break from screwing her freshman boy-toy (she's a junior) to clean the kitchen (it's her turn to clean the apartment.) The bathroom is still dirty, though. I can't wait till she gets that clean. There are mysterious pieces of wet toilet paper accumulating near the base of the toilet.
Yes, and despite all this I'm actually happy. Wow, a miracle indeed. Oh, well a special thank you goes out to the makers of Advil for numbing the pain.
Ah, another good song has come on. Good songs make me smile. Hugs for everyone because I am grinning and feel like doing a cartwheel and a round-off.