Since holidays started, I've only spent one entire day at home. Literally been out every single day. How did that even happen? I'm losing track of everything I've done and everything I've yet to do. It's been absolutely heaps of fun seeing people everyday. Extrovert me is ecstatic, I'm sure.
But.
Introvert me is screaming "leave me alone. don't want to see people. people suck. i wanna stay in bed and listen to music and not move or worry about anything." But no. Every moment I spend at home has to be spent studying. I haven't been doing too great a job at that either.
Ugh.
There's just this sense of dissatisfaction with everything. Whyy?
Nah it's just lethargy seeping into my bones. I now understand another form of meanness. It's unintentional. The person has just used up all their "friendly" energy and no longer have the capacity to smile and strike up yet another meaningless conversation. But with the right people, it's okay. Because then it's not meaningless.
And still I feel this constant urge to be doingdoingdoing. Whut.
I really don't understand you, Erica. Not at all.
Ha. Talking to myself. I must be going nuts.
Me
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