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Is it bad that I actually enjoy being stressed out?
I just have no idea how to actually handle being bored. Or having downtime. Or maintaining normal relationships with people. I feel like it's all sort of a stupid cover in the end, though. Like, I can only handle social interactions in small doses, so if I manage to be busy 95% of the time, then I won't have to worry about getting depressed and subsequently hating everyone and everything that crosses my path. This is a really sick pattern.
I have nothing new to report in the past month. Classes are good. Friends are good. Boys are stupid, but that's sort of par for the course at this point.
I think I have the winter blues. I really, really, REALLy wanted to go home to New York for the weekend to visit with Marianne and Tex and detox from Ithaca for a while, but of course my professor had to push my exam back until Monday, meaning that I can't leave. Let's all just rain on my parade, why don't we.
I got my first paycheck today. A whole $31.05. Plus the $25 my Grandparents mailed me for Valentine's Day. Ka-ching. Too bad I'll probably just spend it on alcohol.
I just have no idea how to actually handle being bored. Or having downtime. Or maintaining normal relationships with people. I feel like it's all sort of a stupid cover in the end, though. Like, I can only handle social interactions in small doses, so if I manage to be busy 95% of the time, then I won't have to worry about getting depressed and subsequently hating everyone and everything that crosses my path. This is a really sick pattern.
I have nothing new to report in the past month. Classes are good. Friends are good. Boys are stupid, but that's sort of par for the course at this point.
I think I have the winter blues. I really, really, REALLy wanted to go home to New York for the weekend to visit with Marianne and Tex and detox from Ithaca for a while, but of course my professor had to push my exam back until Monday, meaning that I can't leave. Let's all just rain on my parade, why don't we.
I got my first paycheck today. A whole $31.05. Plus the $25 my Grandparents mailed me for Valentine's Day. Ka-ching. Too bad I'll probably just spend it on alcohol.