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do you know what i hate? being very upset, and having almost no idea why. and no, it's not "that time of month," i'm not "just overstressed" or "just needing to go get some sleep." if it were any of those things, i would not be ranting here, because i try to be very careful about not overreacting in public. i mean, that's almost certainly what i'm doing now, but only because i don't know what else to do about it. i have absolutely nothing to complain about, but i feel like such a poo. i ate dinner with my easily-exciteable and always cheerful friend, and then left her to do her homework afterwards, telling her i was going to go be an introvert for a while. apparently that now means wandering around campus, crying, moping, and singing "Riga Girls" and "Nobody Knows Me At All" to myself. what the crap is wrong with me??? i'm trying to avoid being self-centered.
triggers:
- seeing this same friend hug another mutual friend (whom i wish i knew better) and listening to them talk about the required extra work for a scholarship they both received
- seeing the mutual friend go off with a boy she often hangs out with (whom several of us have suspicions about)
- passing by people on campus going somewhere or doing something--older people whom i have a strong desire to know better (that one was mixed with a small amount of hope and disappointment)
- passing by a small group harmonizing "Beautiful Things" (that one was like sharp, like a stab, or at least like a splinter--it actually made me inhale sharply as i passed.)
- (earlier) passing by the room where the string quartet rehearsed (so much wist)
thoughts:
- sometimes i withdraw when i feel lonely because i would rather be lonely by myself than with a bunch of people who don't understand me.
- it seems like everyone has someone, whether it's a best friend, a boyfriend, a girlfriend, a sibling, a roommate...
it's not that i don't have friends. i've been there before, and this isn't it. it's strange though, because the ones who really know me, whom i really know, i barely see anymore. most likely anyone reading this is in that category. then there is the vast majority of people here, who are super friendly and nice and peppy and Christiany. they're really cool to know, but sometimes i'm looking for something specific, and whatever it is i'm looking for is not there. i apologize if you are one of those people; i love you very very much, but sometimes my poo-y mind needs more poo-y sympathizers (see Prov. 25:20), or sometimes i'm looking for someone with a common interest (in music, for example). then there are a few people, most of them older (naturally), whom i wish i knew. like, a lot. but i don't want to be that annoying freshman. i don't know if that would be the case, or if that's still a thing in college, but i don't even want to come close. also, it's hard for me to just pursue relationships like that, just because of the way my personality is--it seems too unnaturally forged or contrived. and when people already have strong bonds formed, it's hard to break in. and now i officially sound like i am eight years old. fitting somehow.
there must be some valuable telltale information in here somewhere. i'm so tired, i don't even possess the emotional energy to seek it out. and lately, i feel as bipolar as Schubert's String Quintet in C (if you don't feel like listening to an hour of chamber music, you can really just take my word for it). probably there are multiple somethings combining, even if they might seem small.
this whole post is not even coherent. sorry for taking your time.
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i didn't post this the other night because i still wasn't convinced that i wasn't overreacting. but after thinking a bit yesterday, and especially after talking with Rachel, i think that my emotional sensitivity is might be heightened because of my grandma passing. so this makes more sense. a little. sort of. if i were to chart my emotions, they would look like a freaking sine graph, but i'll allow myself some grace for overreacting to things.