September 7th, 2006

note to self

Talking to myself

One thing I forgot from last night. We had a hall meeting, during which Laurel (my RA) told us to be extra careful when locking doors because during her rounds one night she found some guy asleep in President Kiss's office. He was escorted out by Public Safety, but it could have been someone with the intent of hurting us.

Now that I have that out of the way, I finished lunch early today and was talking to myself on the way back here. Then I realized something. I don't have anything due tomorrow since we weren't doing anything new. Okay, I could read ahead or start on the DE problem due Monday, but the problem isn't immediate. As I walked up to the door to enter Main, this girl was also unlocking the door. "Are you talking to yourself?" she asked me.

"Yes," I replied, doing all I could not to say that the voices were influencing me. "Why?"

"Okay, I was just making sure you weren't talking to me," she told me.

"Well, I have a thing for talking to myself in public," I explained. "It helps sort out the thoughts when I don't have anything to write them down on."

"Well, that makes sense," she said before heading for another floor.

*giggle* Who knew that talking to oneself was disturbing?
Oh, I know what I can do after class. Laundry. I have three hours between the end of class and dinner. I can definitely do at least one load, maybe two if the laundry room's empty. That's what I'll do. I was going to do it this weekend anyway (I NEEDED to do it this weekend), so why not now? Yup, that's it.
sleepy bunny

More than the ordinary?

This morning I saw Dr. Riddle riding onto campus on his bicycle. He waved at me as he passed. Hee.

I did do a load of laundry this afternoon. Of course, I had a genius moment this afternoon and decided to do darks instead of whites. Oh well. I can do whites tomorrow. I have about two pairs of underwear left. At least I don't have to fight for the laundry room this weekend. It was actually pretty bad this afternoon. Exploring the basement of Main was much fun.

I found myself staying late in the LSC tonight. A girl came in asking about partial derivatives for her chemistry class, and I found myself staying over to help. I enjoyed it, though. Not because I was staying late, but because I felt like I was really making a difference in helping someone understand, because I could really explain math to someone else and make them understand. It's a good feeling.
I actually had time to breathe today. It felt weird. Not the breathing, although that has become recreational lately, but actually having time to sit back and watch the world pass before me while I'm doing nothing. I'm so used to being busy that doing nothing just doesn't feel right anymore. I can't just sit and do nothing. It's not part of my nature. Even when I'm sitting in class or talking to people, I usually have something in my hand to fiddle with. It keeps my hands busy, at least, and it's probably an attempt to occupy my brain with something more than the ordinary.