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Chris
29 January 2004 @ 01:49 pm
I haven't really felt like myself lately. I feel myself withdrawing a bit, spending a lot of alone time. There's nothing specifically wrong, just that I feel kind of... compacted, I guess.

Classes have started, and I really think I'm going to enjoy my lit ones. I've missed taking classes with Dr. Regis and Dr. Panek-- they have such strong personalities that being in class with them ignites me to sit up and be present. Which is more than I can say for this Music Theory class. As I recall, when I took Theory I, I spent much of my time writing letters and journal entries and still got an A. The Francophone World seems interesting enough, I just wish it weren't at 8:20am. Some classes, I can function well that early, but not so much with lecture courses. I need to be actively engaged.

I felt awful when I woke up this morning-- the stiffness and nauseous headache of not enough sleep. Promptly after class, I hit DND on my phone and passed out for another two hours. I love the sensation of falling asleep-- the listless drifting, being comfortably pulled down, the delerious thoughts. Then being jarred awake as a big thatch of snow drops from the roof onto the balcony next to my head. Okay, so maybe I don't like that as much.

I have no desire to be awake right now.

This weekend is still up in the air. I'm supposed to go to Jersey with the girls to pick up Rac's car and meet her family. I forgot that February 2nd is also my brother's birthday, and my mother wants me to come home. It would be a good idea, as I am promptly running out of groceries and I need my stipend. I didn't get all of it for January, and I had to shell out more money than I'd planned this month.

So. I'm going to go blah my way to class, then come back, and blah my way around the apartment until dinner. I might watch some tv with the girls (I hear human interaction is healthy?). I'm not trying to be rude by being so reclusive-- it's just that when I get like this, being around other people presses on my brain and I get more irritable that I should be. I think it's sound, more than anything. And I don't want to be moping in the corner, especially when I have nothing to mope about.

But yes, blah.