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Disjointed thoughts:
There are times, and this is one of them, when I wonder if everything really is all right. I feel a bit down, but when I look at it I really have no reason to be. True, I'm still single, and have just added to my collection of false starts in the past month, but does it really matter? It seems sometimes that there's a lot of social pressure to be part of a couple, even if it's just from seeing others together in the street. But every time one of those false starts happens, I realise that maybe I was happy single after all. I'm well aware that I think about this a lot, maybe more than I should, and it seems that I shouldn't make a big thing of it, but I don't think it's a desperation to be part of a couple. A lot of the time I seem to be sitting in my room typing nonsense like this out rather than going and doing something, be it work or just have fun, and it seems many other people actually see each other more than I do. And with all the unnecessary arguing recently, I wonder when, or - let's be optimistic - if, this group is going to fall apart like it did last year. True, my current situation isn't nearly as bad as this time last year, but it still feels like something's wrong. So I'll just carry on as confused by the world as I normally am. Well, it looks like I've gone insane. That can't be good. At least there's karaoke tonight, that should get me out of here.
There was another fire alarm before the CS lecture this morning, so we missed fifteen minutes of it. The network went down during that time as well, so I had to go a morning without the Internet. After Chemistry, though, lunch was rather nice, and I'll spend the lab this afternoon putting purple stuff in to vague bits of machinery, which hopefully won't take too long.
There are times, and this is one of them, when I wonder if everything really is all right. I feel a bit down, but when I look at it I really have no reason to be. True, I'm still single, and have just added to my collection of false starts in the past month, but does it really matter? It seems sometimes that there's a lot of social pressure to be part of a couple, even if it's just from seeing others together in the street. But every time one of those false starts happens, I realise that maybe I was happy single after all. I'm well aware that I think about this a lot, maybe more than I should, and it seems that I shouldn't make a big thing of it, but I don't think it's a desperation to be part of a couple. A lot of the time I seem to be sitting in my room typing nonsense like this out rather than going and doing something, be it work or just have fun, and it seems many other people actually see each other more than I do. And with all the unnecessary arguing recently, I wonder when, or - let's be optimistic - if, this group is going to fall apart like it did last year. True, my current situation isn't nearly as bad as this time last year, but it still feels like something's wrong. So I'll just carry on as confused by the world as I normally am. Well, it looks like I've gone insane. That can't be good. At least there's karaoke tonight, that should get me out of here.
There was another fire alarm before the CS lecture this morning, so we missed fifteen minutes of it. The network went down during that time as well, so I had to go a morning without the Internet. After Chemistry, though, lunch was rather nice, and I'll spend the lab this afternoon putting purple stuff in to vague bits of machinery, which hopefully won't take too long.
