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Hmm, I've decided to update since well... if I don't update now I might wait another month.
I've been DJ'ing, once about a week ago and once again today. I quite enjoy it, the first time I simply did it because the radio was offline and I knew the passwords. After an hour or 3 of mixing songs together I started feeling this incredible high, almost indescribable. Today's was somewhat less spectacular, lasting only two hours but enjoyable nonetheless. I got quite a few listeners and this made me happy.
I've also found out that I passed all my exams this year, which is good since I thought I had failed Introduction of Psychology (sleeping before taking and test and actually reading the book are good study tips). So all my theoretical work is quite nice, I'm happy as can be with my friends and such. Even went to Healers birthday party, which was quite amusing. Immediately when I went into the room and saw the 15-20 people talking to each other I immediately started analysing them. Dividing them into groups, the weirdos, the jocks, the girls and the prestigious careers. Yes, you can actually see that they had prestigious careers, I asked the host afterward and they were lawyers and doctors (well, student lawyers and doctors). I didn't socialise that much but I did have some nice insights. At night when I was sleeping in a room with a few guys (including Healer, since someone had puked around his bed) I managed to frighten them somehow. They wouldn't go to sleep without a nightlight, threatening to disembowel them if they didn't put it off didn't work, as it just seemed to confirm their suspicions.
I've met two of my cousins from Geneva, feather brained fools. The girl is a gossiper as well, but at least I can say that not only have people in four different countries gossiped about me but many have told this girl that she was simply full of bullshit. Their nice folk anyway, just a bit too quick too gossip. I've also made acquaintance with Haagen Daz, the nicest ice-cream in the whole world.
However not everything is all right in my world. A week or so (on a sunday) one of my uncles died, my aunty ended up in the hospital with back injuries. There are two odd things about this; one is that my family seems to have an habit of dying in accidents or revolutions, rarely of old age, another was that the day before my uncle died I was frantic with worry. As I told a friend of mine something really really bad or really really good will happen this weekend. Probably just some weird coincidence but its quite odd nevertheless.
Finally I believe that I am slowly burning out, I simply have far too many things on my mind. This leads to increased difficulty in certain tasks including making essays and such. While I have no problem with theoretical subjects and such I do have a problem with essays. For you see, essays are work, and I haven't had to do anything resembling work for quite a while. I have completely lost the ability to do it. As you might understand this is a problem when one is at university, I think I can overcome it with minimum damage but its taking a lot of effort. I probably have to learn to do a little bit of work every day like most people do. I simply can't afford to burn out now, not now while plans I have worked on for years are finally bearing fruit. I must not only survive but also excel.
Oh well, that's it for now. I guess I had more to say then I thought.
I've been DJ'ing, once about a week ago and once again today. I quite enjoy it, the first time I simply did it because the radio was offline and I knew the passwords. After an hour or 3 of mixing songs together I started feeling this incredible high, almost indescribable. Today's was somewhat less spectacular, lasting only two hours but enjoyable nonetheless. I got quite a few listeners and this made me happy.
I've also found out that I passed all my exams this year, which is good since I thought I had failed Introduction of Psychology (sleeping before taking and test and actually reading the book are good study tips). So all my theoretical work is quite nice, I'm happy as can be with my friends and such. Even went to Healers birthday party, which was quite amusing. Immediately when I went into the room and saw the 15-20 people talking to each other I immediately started analysing them. Dividing them into groups, the weirdos, the jocks, the girls and the prestigious careers. Yes, you can actually see that they had prestigious careers, I asked the host afterward and they were lawyers and doctors (well, student lawyers and doctors). I didn't socialise that much but I did have some nice insights. At night when I was sleeping in a room with a few guys (including Healer, since someone had puked around his bed) I managed to frighten them somehow. They wouldn't go to sleep without a nightlight, threatening to disembowel them if they didn't put it off didn't work, as it just seemed to confirm their suspicions.
I've met two of my cousins from Geneva, feather brained fools. The girl is a gossiper as well, but at least I can say that not only have people in four different countries gossiped about me but many have told this girl that she was simply full of bullshit. Their nice folk anyway, just a bit too quick too gossip. I've also made acquaintance with Haagen Daz, the nicest ice-cream in the whole world.
However not everything is all right in my world. A week or so (on a sunday) one of my uncles died, my aunty ended up in the hospital with back injuries. There are two odd things about this; one is that my family seems to have an habit of dying in accidents or revolutions, rarely of old age, another was that the day before my uncle died I was frantic with worry. As I told a friend of mine something really really bad or really really good will happen this weekend. Probably just some weird coincidence but its quite odd nevertheless.
Finally I believe that I am slowly burning out, I simply have far too many things on my mind. This leads to increased difficulty in certain tasks including making essays and such. While I have no problem with theoretical subjects and such I do have a problem with essays. For you see, essays are work, and I haven't had to do anything resembling work for quite a while. I have completely lost the ability to do it. As you might understand this is a problem when one is at university, I think I can overcome it with minimum damage but its taking a lot of effort. I probably have to learn to do a little bit of work every day like most people do. I simply can't afford to burn out now, not now while plans I have worked on for years are finally bearing fruit. I must not only survive but also excel.
Oh well, that's it for now. I guess I had more to say then I thought.