Ah, Misanthropy.
Over these past few days, I've felt like I've surpassed my capacity for socialization: I'm becoming better friends with some people from class, and I actually spent yesterday doing a double-header for Ultimate followed by 5 hours at a Valentine's get-together. Most of the people there I didn't know and I found rather...distasteful? Does that make me sound snobbish? They were judgemental, insincere, etc. Y'know, the typical female/girl/woman/whatever. I was equal parts bored out of my mind and exhausted from faking polite interest in whatever shit they were saying. Luckily, the people I actually went for were far more interesting.
Anyway, it's amazing how much I hate being social. But, it is really reassuring to know that my tendency to spend most of my time alone is completely because of my own desire, not because I don't have anyone to spend time with. I think if I would have liked this change, the feeling of complete pathetic-ness would overwhelm me.
I got an invitation to go out for Thai food on Friday, and I'm almost sure I'm not going to show up, not least because I need some serious recovery time. Also, I ran out of inane topics to talk about.
Last night, I got home from the party at 1am, which pretty much screwed up my schedule today. Getting up at 6:45 for my 8am class sucked and instead of going rollerblading, I took a 3 hour nap.
The game last night was pretty awesome. The club team creamed us, as always, but then we revenged ourselves on the 4th years. I can tell that I've gotten a lot more agile: I'm usually put on the fastest girl on the other team and I'm always right on her, even when she sprints.
I just love that rush.
Oh, and Dr Who continues to be an excellent distraction.
Anyway, it's amazing how much I hate being social. But, it is really reassuring to know that my tendency to spend most of my time alone is completely because of my own desire, not because I don't have anyone to spend time with. I think if I would have liked this change, the feeling of complete pathetic-ness would overwhelm me.
I got an invitation to go out for Thai food on Friday, and I'm almost sure I'm not going to show up, not least because I need some serious recovery time. Also, I ran out of inane topics to talk about.
Last night, I got home from the party at 1am, which pretty much screwed up my schedule today. Getting up at 6:45 for my 8am class sucked and instead of going rollerblading, I took a 3 hour nap.
The game last night was pretty awesome. The club team creamed us, as always, but then we revenged ourselves on the 4th years. I can tell that I've gotten a lot more agile: I'm usually put on the fastest girl on the other team and I'm always right on her, even when she sprints.
I just love that rush.
Oh, and Dr Who continues to be an excellent distraction.