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ziasudraI think the end-of-semester craze had made me chemically imbalanced. Or simply really tired. And the TJ-ness I borrowed from [Bad username or site: lynkemma / @ livejournal.com] is still around, making me a weird conglomeration of a withdrawn thinking machine who couldn't care less about empathizing with others. Hmph.
(The TJ-ness, by the way, saved my procrastinating derrière big time, so much thanks to its generous donor.)
First of all, in retrospect, working two part-time jobs while taking three classes with two of them demanding term papers was a bad idea. I liked everything, but it was just a bit much. I've been perpetually exhausted for who knows how long.
Second, I'm an introvert. A *high* introvert, over 75% on most personality tests I've taken. This meansI don't like people I can't hang around people for an extended period of time, especially if they are high extroverts. Eeriely quiet apartment aside, I was actually quite glad that both my housemates went on trips last week, because I was nothing but an emotionally pent up working machine all last week. People were nice, but work was supreme. (hmm, idolatry, anyone?)
Then... the first day they got back, there was a meeting at the apartment. I felt compelled to socialize because, well, I kind of was one of the hostesses. Then someone suggested I go celebrate the end of the semester. Good idea for an extrovert, perhaps, but my reaction was: *cringe* Just think, I spent all my hours working until the point when I could be done, so that I wouldn't have anything else I needed to do. Suggesting that I go do something? Nooooo... *whimpers*
Yes, celebration is in place, but unless it comes in the form of passing out in dreamland for 12 hours straight, it can be postponed till sometime in the next few days, not immediately after I completed my assignments.
Third—and segueing nicely, speaking of sleep—I need sleep. At least seven hours, ideally more. I came home from an end-of-the-year celebration (yes, I finally did celebrate ^_^ ) with my small group last night at 2 a.m., thinking I would take a quick shower, sleep by 2:30, and hopefully wake up by 9 to go teach my kiddies in the morning.
That didn't happen. Reason #1: plumbing problem. One of the toilet pipes leaked and the bathroom was flooded. It took a while to mop up everything, though my roommates and I managed to clean it up to a state in which showering was possible.
Reason #2: after the trauma of the bathroom flood, my roommates wanted to talk. Now, normally talking is all fine and nice, but I had spent the past 6 hours in a social setting and was already extroverted out. More interpersonal activities was not what I had in mind, especially since I was planning to sleep.
But talk we did... or at least, listen I did. The conversation topic was about my roommates' respective boyfriends and I *ahem* happen to be single and did not have the capacity to hear about boyfriend problems at 3 a.m. in the morning. And back a few weeks ago I took the Advanced Global Personality Test and my result in the "romantic" category was something like 16% out of a possible 100%. Nope, not a romantic and even less so at 3 in the morning.
Anyway. Eventually I did sleep, dragged myself out of bed this morning, and succeeded at being a walking zombie so far today, but not much more.
I think I'm going to take a nap right now. After I get my Zzz's, I know the world will be bright and happy again and I might even want to once again hang out with my fellow homo sapiens ;)
(The TJ-ness, by the way, saved my procrastinating derrière big time, so much thanks to its generous donor.)
First of all, in retrospect, working two part-time jobs while taking three classes with two of them demanding term papers was a bad idea. I liked everything, but it was just a bit much. I've been perpetually exhausted for who knows how long.
Second, I'm an introvert. A *high* introvert, over 75% on most personality tests I've taken. This means
Then... the first day they got back, there was a meeting at the apartment. I felt compelled to socialize because, well, I kind of was one of the hostesses. Then someone suggested I go celebrate the end of the semester. Good idea for an extrovert, perhaps, but my reaction was: *cringe* Just think, I spent all my hours working until the point when I could be done, so that I wouldn't have anything else I needed to do. Suggesting that I go do something? Nooooo... *whimpers*
Yes, celebration is in place, but unless it comes in the form of passing out in dreamland for 12 hours straight, it can be postponed till sometime in the next few days, not immediately after I completed my assignments.
Third—and segueing nicely, speaking of sleep—I need sleep. At least seven hours, ideally more. I came home from an end-of-the-year celebration (yes, I finally did celebrate ^_^ ) with my small group last night at 2 a.m., thinking I would take a quick shower, sleep by 2:30, and hopefully wake up by 9 to go teach my kiddies in the morning.
That didn't happen. Reason #1: plumbing problem. One of the toilet pipes leaked and the bathroom was flooded. It took a while to mop up everything, though my roommates and I managed to clean it up to a state in which showering was possible.
Reason #2: after the trauma of the bathroom flood, my roommates wanted to talk. Now, normally talking is all fine and nice, but I had spent the past 6 hours in a social setting and was already extroverted out. More interpersonal activities was not what I had in mind, especially since I was planning to sleep.
But talk we did... or at least, listen I did. The conversation topic was about my roommates' respective boyfriends and I *ahem* happen to be single and did not have the capacity to hear about boyfriend problems at 3 a.m. in the morning. And back a few weeks ago I took the Advanced Global Personality Test and my result in the "romantic" category was something like 16% out of a possible 100%. Nope, not a romantic and even less so at 3 in the morning.
Anyway. Eventually I did sleep, dragged myself out of bed this morning, and succeeded at being a walking zombie so far today, but not much more.
I think I'm going to take a nap right now. After I get my Zzz's, I know the world will be bright and happy again and I might even want to once again hang out with my fellow homo sapiens ;)
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Date: 2005-05-12 02:28 pm (UTC)heh heh, reminds me of being in college. I was much more introverted then, and both my roommates were dating, so there was always some sort of boyfriend in the apartment. I could rarely sit on my own couch, and I shared a room, which meant I could never get away from anyone. You're lucky they're in long-distance relationships ;) I hope you get to catch up on your sleep and that your toilet learns to behave itself :)
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Date: 2005-05-12 04:52 pm (UTC)Just woke up from a 3.5 hour nap—best feeling ever :)
The apartment is empty and I checked the place at least twice to make sure roommies aren't hiding in some secret corner. Desiring human contact again... yup, I'm back to normal.
As for the toilet, well, you know its fickle personality ;p
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Date: 2005-05-13 05:47 am (UTC)What is it with the toilets in this world? I'm sorry you too have had toilet trouble. Not fun.
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Date: 2005-05-13 10:36 pm (UTC)We called maintenance and someone came to fix the toilet, so no more flooding. (I swear, there's a worldwide toilet conspiracy going on...)
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Date: 2005-05-14 05:38 am (UTC)As for the toilet consipiracy - personally, I think it's just muggle-baiting.