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Ever feel like you can't escape? I did a fair amount of stuff with people this last week so I felt like retreating and being alone last night. What can I say... I'm an introvert, not to be confused with being shy! I just needed some time to myself and wanted to go to bed early. But... that didn't quite happen. Everyone and their cousin's guinea pig called me last night either because they wanted to hang out or because they had some dilema they wanted help with. Normally, I wouldn't whine about it. But I was just exhausted and didn't know how much more I could take. But then I feel guilty and selfish for desiring to be by myself. Ugh!!! Does anyone know the twisted complexity of Whitney's emotions?! :-) Probably not... supposedly I seem calm and collected. You have no idea... lol
I ended up going to bed around 3am. Kyle woke me up by calling me a good couple hours before I planned on being up. He likes doing that. Apparently he thinks I sound cute when I'm halfway asleep and he enjoys the ridiculous things that come out of my mouth when my brain isn't on yet. Cruel and sick.
Nah, actually it's kind of funny. Plus I'm pretty good at calling him when he's taking a nap or is really tired, so I get to taunt him too.
Anywho, I worked on Psych for a good part of the day. I read about an interesting study that was done. Tomorrow I need to write a paper about it. I cleaned my room. This evening James and I went to Starbucks to study. I worked on math the whole time and still have a couple problems left. But I'm feeling pretty good about it. It's really exciting to be able to figure things out by yourself and get it right when you hate the subject. Crazy.
I ended up going to bed around 3am. Kyle woke me up by calling me a good couple hours before I planned on being up. He likes doing that. Apparently he thinks I sound cute when I'm halfway asleep and he enjoys the ridiculous things that come out of my mouth when my brain isn't on yet. Cruel and sick.
Nah, actually it's kind of funny. Plus I'm pretty good at calling him when he's taking a nap or is really tired, so I get to taunt him too.
Anywho, I worked on Psych for a good part of the day. I read about an interesting study that was done. Tomorrow I need to write a paper about it. I cleaned my room. This evening James and I went to Starbucks to study. I worked on math the whole time and still have a couple problems left. But I'm feeling pretty good about it. It's really exciting to be able to figure things out by yourself and get it right when you hate the subject. Crazy.