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So I've been feeling like I've been stuck in 'off' mode the for the last week. Like I hear something or remember something that makes me feel like I should want to cry or feel upset, going back to gramma's death I mean, and instead of crying I would just feel really tired.
I've started to deal with some grad school stress on top of this, and a relatively minor thing today finally set me off and I broke down. I didn't even mean to be bottling up emotions, I really wasn't. But I was.
The plan was to see Avatar tonight, and we did. On the one hand I feel bad doing normal things, on the other hand, my gramma seriously would kick my butt for moping around. Avatar looked like a rather shiny movie, and a good thing to distract me/cheer me up. I loved the movie! I would seriously see it again. And again and again and again, especially in the theater. It was just so pretty.
Scottie came up with a good description of the movie, we like to do that.
( Slightly spoilerish, but only slightly. )
And... it's currently 1:30 am. My brain refused to shut off, instead reverting to cycling through stressful stuff instead of Avatar awesomeness... and while I just wanted to cuddle up to Scottie until I eventually fell asleep the upstairs neighbor started doing something that made it impossible to even stay in the room any longer.
It's normal for me to hear muffled tv or music later on at night. Normally it doesn't really bother me.
So I hear the beat to "Another one bites the dust" You know "da da dun dun dun, dun dundundundunDAdun", if that makes sense. Which is fine, but it keeps repeating that beat. Over and over and over and over and over... sometimes it skips, or fades out, and there are short periods of quiet in between. It sounds like there is quieter background noise. It's like they're mixing something? I have no idea. You'd think they'd be driving themselves nuts by now. It's been going on for the last half hour at least, and I've been chased out of my bedroom. At first it didn't occur to me that it was happening at 1 am, WELL past quiet hours. I don't care that it's Friday, I want to fucking sleep. I'm going to go to bed and see if he's stopped whatever the hell he's doing. If he hasn't, I'm going to go up there and tell him to please shut the hell up. Or at least play something else. If I ever hear that song again, it will be too soon. e_e
I've started to deal with some grad school stress on top of this, and a relatively minor thing today finally set me off and I broke down. I didn't even mean to be bottling up emotions, I really wasn't. But I was.
The plan was to see Avatar tonight, and we did. On the one hand I feel bad doing normal things, on the other hand, my gramma seriously would kick my butt for moping around. Avatar looked like a rather shiny movie, and a good thing to distract me/cheer me up. I loved the movie! I would seriously see it again. And again and again and again, especially in the theater. It was just so pretty.
Scottie came up with a good description of the movie, we like to do that.
( Slightly spoilerish, but only slightly. )
And... it's currently 1:30 am. My brain refused to shut off, instead reverting to cycling through stressful stuff instead of Avatar awesomeness... and while I just wanted to cuddle up to Scottie until I eventually fell asleep the upstairs neighbor started doing something that made it impossible to even stay in the room any longer.
It's normal for me to hear muffled tv or music later on at night. Normally it doesn't really bother me.
So I hear the beat to "Another one bites the dust" You know "da da dun dun dun, dun dundundundunDAdun", if that makes sense. Which is fine, but it keeps repeating that beat. Over and over and over and over and over... sometimes it skips, or fades out, and there are short periods of quiet in between. It sounds like there is quieter background noise. It's like they're mixing something? I have no idea. You'd think they'd be driving themselves nuts by now. It's been going on for the last half hour at least, and I've been chased out of my bedroom. At first it didn't occur to me that it was happening at 1 am, WELL past quiet hours. I don't care that it's Friday, I want to fucking sleep. I'm going to go to bed and see if he's stopped whatever the hell he's doing. If he hasn't, I'm going to go up there and tell him to please shut the hell up. Or at least play something else. If I ever hear that song again, it will be too soon. e_e
