Every so often, I've been getting these insane bouts of loneliness.

Just lemme be clear on this. I don't get lonely. I spent inordinate amounts of time by myself and like it. In fact, if I didn't I think I'd go crazy. If I'm low on 'me' time, I am not a nice person.

And its not like I'm a total hermit. I have friends here that I see every day (schedules permitting) and we hang out and do stuff (like playing dodgeball in our courtyard for no real reason).

But then I just can't be around people anymore, and I go to my room and read/study/sleep...

But then I just get this urge to have human contact, and its driving me crazy.
I just feel disconnected.

Bah. I'm pretty sure its just stress and hormones, so, yeah. Hurry up, Spring Break.

va·ca·tion
Pronunciation:
\vā-ˈkā-shən, və-\
Function:
noun
Usage:
often attributive
Etymology:
Middle English vacacioun, from Anglo-French vacacion, from Latin vacation-, vacatio freedom, exemption, from vacare
Date:
14th century

1: a respite or a time of respite from something : intermission
2 a: a scheduled period during which activity (as of a court or school) is suspended b: a period of exemption from work granted to an employee
3: a period spent away from home or business in travel or recreation had a restful vacation at the beach
4: an act or an instance of vacating
5: ur doing it wrong.


Since my last exam, I have been running around doing Christmas-y, family like things, and I am getting pretty damn tired of it. When I'm not acting as default chauffeur, I'm cleaning up the house, putting up the Christmas lights, decorating mantles, and shopping for presents, all the while dodging those insipid Christmas carols.
For those who do not reside in Florida right now, the high for the last week has been 80 degrees. Thats not Christmas. I cannot listen to The 12 Days of Christmas when I'm wearing flipflops.
So, yeah. I'm tired. And the list of people who insist that we get together and do something is getting longer by the minute.

And the sick thing is? If I had a job, I wouldn't be working anywhere NEAR as hard, and I'd be getting paid.

So, my dislike of Christmas is only growing. I can't tell you people how happy I will be when its Dec 26th. Because then? Its just hanging out until New Years, where I'll probably get trashed with all of my as-of-yet absent friends.

Yay.

Wheres my fucking eggnog.