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Jan. 15th, 2005 11:30 pmBah. Knew this was going to happen.
Have been in exceedingly good mood these past two weeks, up until a little bit into contra dancing tonight. What probably caused this crash was probably mostly just random-evil-mood-swing-ness, although I can definitely pinpoint two occurrences that I specifically overreacted at. The first being the fact that, with Erin occupying Dan, and Pat and Moody absent, there were only two guys I knew to dance with... and about twelve girls in our 'group' tonight, for some reason. I don't dislike dancing with people I don't know, but I do dislike not being able to dance with people I do know. Got more sullen upon realization that this was not a case of being "not able" to do something, but due almost exclusively to the fact that I am not forthright enough to overcome such a slanted sex ratio that I don't just 'end up' with people I'm already friends with.
Second occurrence that I flipped out at was rest of world's poking fun at Dan and Erin, which I realize was probably meant all in good fun, but is only 'all in good fun' if it is not present through the ENTIRETY of one's relationship. It's bad enough that they can only see each other when the rest of us loons are around; the least we can do is leave them alone about it. Ended up insulting Ella and scolding Elyse Geibel about it, then leaving the kitchen and sitting apart in one of the folding chairs until five of ten. Sat outside in the cold with Dan and Erin for fifteen minutes (*hugs both muchly for keeing her company*) until Pat showed up to bring me home. And am now here, decompressing with peppermint tea and Victor Hugo.
The next two days are for homework and chilling. I am not doing anything 'fun', and I am not spending money.
Part of me is tempted to start fasting again, but that would be a really shitty idea.
Have been in exceedingly good mood these past two weeks, up until a little bit into contra dancing tonight. What probably caused this crash was probably mostly just random-evil-mood-swing-ness, although I can definitely pinpoint two occurrences that I specifically overreacted at. The first being the fact that, with Erin occupying Dan, and Pat and Moody absent, there were only two guys I knew to dance with... and about twelve girls in our 'group' tonight, for some reason. I don't dislike dancing with people I don't know, but I do dislike not being able to dance with people I do know. Got more sullen upon realization that this was not a case of being "not able" to do something, but due almost exclusively to the fact that I am not forthright enough to overcome such a slanted sex ratio that I don't just 'end up' with people I'm already friends with.
Second occurrence that I flipped out at was rest of world's poking fun at Dan and Erin, which I realize was probably meant all in good fun, but is only 'all in good fun' if it is not present through the ENTIRETY of one's relationship. It's bad enough that they can only see each other when the rest of us loons are around; the least we can do is leave them alone about it. Ended up insulting Ella and scolding Elyse Geibel about it, then leaving the kitchen and sitting apart in one of the folding chairs until five of ten. Sat outside in the cold with Dan and Erin for fifteen minutes (*hugs both muchly for keeing her company*) until Pat showed up to bring me home. And am now here, decompressing with peppermint tea and Victor Hugo.
The next two days are for homework and chilling. I am not doing anything 'fun', and I am not spending money.
Part of me is tempted to start fasting again, but that would be a really shitty idea.
