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The US National Library of Medicine notes that some people experience a serious mood change when the seasons change. They may sleep too much, have little energy, and crave sweets and starchy foods. They may also feel depressed.
Yep, that’s me. But hey… Though symptoms can be severe, they usually clear up.
(source: Wikipedia)
That’s good, right?
of course, I am!
Problem is that the stress isn’t over.
I did hand in my BA thesis and I got my diploma last Friday, so the graduation ceremony we organized is over, too.
Unfortunately, my immune system didn’t hold up. I got sick the moment I uttered the last word into the mic (I had to host the evening) and my tonsils went *pop* swelling to double their size and I came down with a major cold.
So I spent the rest of the weekend in bed, mostly, postponed the move and stayed home Monday and today, as well. I also tripped and sprained my ankle yesterday, but I’m getting better.
Well, at least I got some boxes packed today (17. That’s not even half my stuff, I’m afraid…), but I’m tired now and will soon relocate to bed. I should do some reading, I don’t know if I can be bothered, though.
I really really wanted to have moved by now *sighs*
And I sincerely hope nobody votes Palin……
yeah, I’m done with the thesis.
Handed it in on Monday.
Still, I didn’t post til now because I’m still really busy and was really really wooped.
On Monday we went out to eat and I had a cocktail. We were in bed before midnight, and I was on campus before 8am, but I wasn’t really relaxed…
So, on Wednesday, after class and after a bit of work, I went home around 3pm. I just wanted to take a nap and get back to work by 4. Insteadt I slept til 6, brushed my teeth and went back to bed til 8 on Thursday.
I guess I really needed it 
Anyhow, I wasn’t all that refreshed on Thursday (after 16 HOURS OF SLEEP!), and was in bed early, again. Since I’m depriving myself of caffein and any pain killers (idiot-me), I had a really bad headache, too. But I was better on Friday and am okay now.
Of course, all that sleeping didn’t help me get anything done.
I finally got the keys to my new appartment yesterday and went to my “oriental fitness”-class at night, so now I have a busy weekend ahead with planning the graduation and, of course, packing.
And catching up on classes. Two weeks into the new semester and already having to catch up. *gah*
Also, I’m sneezing, but I can’t get sick before Nov. 4th, when the graduation’s over and I’ve (hopefully) moved…
I really can’t wait to live in a clean place where the internet works, and if there’s a mess in the kitchen or hair in the shower, I’m the only one responsible for it…!
Didn’t get anything done today. As a reward, I’m making a list of things I want to do when I’m finally done…
- pack
- move
- get a relaxing massage
- get a therapeuting massage
- get intestines checked
- get appointment for doctor, ophtalmologist, gyn, dentist…
- make music
- take pictures (for example of jy)
- read books. yay!
- meet my friends
- SOCIALIZE
- go out and drink and dance
- meet my ex-roommates =)
- dye hair
- get eye lashes permed (shut up!)
- record “9 Crimes”
- pluck eyebrows
- work out.
- make important decisions
- get over it
- mild detox (= stay off caffein and pain killers completely for 2 weeks)
- sort all my stuff from the bachelor courses
- sort the stuff still left at my parents (that’s my christmas-break-project)
- …
Lately, I really wish there was someone in my life to tell me that everything will be okay.
Someone I can believe in, too.
Like some people have with their parents or their partner.
music: K’s Choice – Shadowman
Oh, and I really have to stop obsessing about the whole friendship-going-down-the-drain thing.
In London I dreamt that L. was Damien Rice which is really really sick.
Problem is, last time I felt thoroughly betrayed by what I believed to be a friend was about 5 years ago and I’m still stalking her nude photos online…
… i went on a retreat…
But well, first things first, let me recount the week:
Tuesday
Was the last day to study before the alarm.
Unfortunately, after eating a left-over scampi-pizza from Monday, I came down with some sort of food poisoning (I think) which led to 39,4°C fever, calling the doctor at 9.30pm, getting a shot and being entirely unaible to study…
Wednesday – Friday morning
Though the fever had apssed overnight, I was hoping I could re-take the exam at some later date this semester, but was informed it was highly unlikely. If I didn’t take and pass it now, I would have to wait til next year January…
So, I sat down with lots of meds and vitamins and took the exam…
The people I work with in the Psychology Department went on a retreat on Tuesday and I was to follow on Wednesday. When I got the fever, I thought I should stay home, ’specially considering I wanted to ditch the exam.
But after I took it I felt I deserved to get away for a few days, so I rushed home, packed in half an hour and headed off to the train station…
I went with Jenni and after a 2h train ride and 30 minutes in the car, we finally arrived at the leeetle appartment we’d rented for these few days. It was in a remote village in the mountains (well, hills…) because the purpose of the whole retreat was to write our respective thesises without too much distraction.
We did watch the olympics a lot though and had food and games at night. Also, some music was made =)
I didn’t sleep so well at night though, getting back up Wednesday night from 2.30 – 5am and having a very long midnight-talk with my prof thursday night.
Ah well… There’s pictures of the pathetically idyllic landscape below, taken with my spiffy cellphone-camera 
Good News, too: I wrote 4 pages of my thesis and I passed the exam.
rest of Friday
I got home to find the roomie had left the place in the same, if not messier and dirtier condition as it was on Wednesday. Also, all food was gone from the fridge.
Worn out and sick to my stomach from the trip home (back seat + mountains + little sleep. = no good) I called him to enquire where the milk went and if he was ever gonna do his share of cleaning.
Apparently, this annoyed him enough to send me an elaborate e-mail about how he’s not responsible for the problems I have with myself (d’oh?), how he doesn’t have to answer to me (he does when it comes to this appartment…), how my reminding and nagging about him doing his duties makes him sick (then just do it…) and some more stuff.
In short: It crushed all my hopes of him actually ever becoming cleanlier, so I’m – again – looking for a new place…
This time, it’ll probably be a small appartment as I don’t have any hopes of finding a room big enough for all my stuff in a shared appartment.
I might get a bigger place to share with someone new, but I can’t think of anyone right now and am not sure I wanna take risks with complete strangers.
Pictures:
This is where we stayed. The house is, of course, behind the tree!
Our backyard. Mind the goat in the bottom-right corner!
TWO rainbows and an actual valley. Awww!
Pathetically idyllic landscape
A hovering fly
A run-over frog. There goes the idyll.
(The frog was where I regretted not taking my dSLR…)
Where do we go from here?
The battle’s done, and we kind of won, so we sound our victory cheer.
Where do we go from here?
Why is the path unclear when we know home is near ?
Understand: We’ll go hand in hand, but we’ll walk alone in fear
When does the end appear?
When do the trumpets cheer?
The curtains close on a kiss god knows we can tell the end is near.
Tell me – Where do we go from here?
I miss life as it was.
I don’t like people not talking to each other for stupid, socio-conventional reasons. (is that a word?)
I don’t want to take that exam tomorrow. On a Saturday, come on, you gotta be kidding me…
*sighs*
I’m also high on gasoline-fumes and spent too much money this week on London, amazon and shoes…
music: Buffy Musical
suffice it to say that I have a sometimes cliché-gay roomie (i’m talking fishnet-underwear…) with sex-shop-owning friends who give him flavoured lubricant.
Which he uses to flavour his sparkling water.
yuck?
YUCK !
In other news, I spent an hour on my hands and knees today, not to be fucked from behind, you perverts…
Unfortunately, it was because the linoleum in the kitchen is so damn dirty that it needed scrubbing, mopping, another mopping and then some dry wiping…
I also cleaned the remaining two windows of the shared rooms (kitchen + toilet), did two loads of dishes (dishwasher still not working, old dishwasher wasn’t broken, water pipe was, new dishwasher, thus, not working…), cleaned out stuff from the kitchen into the hallway, sorted garbage and old paper, hung up the paper lamp (sort of, needs fixing), changed two light bulbs and, that’s basically almost 4 hours in the kitchen without getting a decent meal out of it.
At least I can now walk barfoot into the kitchen without having to be grossed out…
So, of course I didn’t make it into the office early enough to finish the survey and put it online, so I’ll do that now, before the student representatives-meeting starts at 8.30pm.
We have a long agenda, so I hope I’ll be back before 11pm to work on some pictures for the job tomorrow.
I have a big car to move the rest of my stuff on Wednesday, so Tuesday, besides work and meeting for a lecture, I need to really really clean up the new room to make space for the new boxes to come. ARGH.
hopefully, next week will be less stressful.
And – YAY - we’re getting internet tomorrow!!!
I rented a car for tuesday to get all the furniture moved and parts of the boxes, but…
…I really don’t want to move!
The last few times – I wanted to move out, first from my parents’, and then I didn’t particularly wanted to leave my girls in MS, but I wanted to move in w/ the then boyfriend. And it really IS the perfect appartment for a couple and… you know…
The new appartment will be nice and my roomie, too, and all that – but all things considered, I wish I could go back to how things were – with the exception maybe of being able to see whomever I want…..
*sighs*
At least the weather’s pretty
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