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Mar 04, 2013 20:31

I'm back after a weekend away reuniting with the other students I went to Kenya with. Being busy in the weekends means less time to do all the cleaning and cooking that I need to do. Well, I guess I have the time but I usually only have the energy to do a full cleaning on the weekend.

I'm a bit worried that I'm becoming more and more of a recluse. It's like my social needs quota is filled by chatting to THB and once I'm "full" every other interaction is boring. Somehow I don't think that is true, though. I guess everyone goes through phases like this. I know I have in the past. My best way of describing the feeling is seeing everyone else enjoying themselves and knowing that you should, too, but all you feel is an anxious boredom and a increasingly desperate urge to be alone.

By the way, I don't know if anyone else feels this way, but the kind of people who always craves to play host or hostess scares me! Its like they invite you to a perfectly planned and fashionable event in their home which is perfectly decorated with the intent of becoming a conversation topic. It just creeps me out!

Another personality type that annoys the shit out of me is the person who needs to be known as the most self-sacrificing person ever. My older sister is a bit like that but it's not that annoying because she's genuinely self-sacrificing as long as you pay her attention. The kind of person that annoys me is the kind that goes "Well if you don't want to spend money on getting X a present, I will pay for it myself because I really think she deserves one" before anyone has given any indication of not wanting to spend money on a present. It's like they need everyone to know that they would make the sacrifice even though they know it will never happen. Like they want everyone to know that this person is always a bit more self-sacrificing and thoughtful than everybody else. Urgh! Fake people!

Sorry for the petty rant.

In more recent news my family has disappointed me again. They will be 30 minutes away from my flat on Saturday because they're going to watch my sister's show but still decided that they would go straight back home instead of visiting me either before the show or after. The most assholish part is that they didn't tell me (I had said I would sort out a place for them to sleep in case they came by) until I called dad today. No one except for my older sister has visited me in Linköping during the last 3.5 years I've lived here and I just live two hours away from them, but apparently even a 30 minute commute is too inconvenient for them. Days like this I wish I could uninvite them all from my graduation ceremony, then fly off to England and never come back. Whatever.

I'm waiting for something exciting in the mail.
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