The trouble with being all vague on here is not knowing what I was talking about when I come back to update. This weekend was a rough one. Friday was not great, as nights out go. Add to that one of the worst hangovers I’ve had, which meant staying in bed all day Saturday, and that makes for a bad weekend. So I spent most of this weekend not seeing or talking to anyone. Partying doesn’t really count, it doesn’t feel that social. I’ve put it together that when I lack human contact and have nothing to do but homework, I can end up going fairly insane. I end up hating everything about my life, and longing for the days when I was nothing but positive and couldn’t understand how anyone could be in a bad mood. I’ve also put it together that those were days when I was in constant contact with friends, family and, dare I say it, customers. People make me happy, I can’t live without them, even when some piss me off. For me it’s not about getting attention, it’s about giving it, and getting the feedback from that.
Now that I’ve seen my best friend off at the airport, probably to be rarely heard from for four months, I’m definitely friend-poor. I’m sort of alone in a house where I have 6 roommates. Everyone’s busy and I’m not. I don’t have a job, and I should, and I don’t struggle with coursework. I hate these moods, they make me cry on the bus.
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