Wednesday, February 09, 2005

I don't wanna work

Some days my focus really really sucks. I REALLY don't want to work, but at the same time if I do something else besides my work I feel like a total slacker. Do you understand the ironic dichotomous nature of this dilemma? I've really been at odds with this lately! And there's no way to get parole from this place without putting in the work time. Hence, I'm screwed.

So my roommate has been really cranky lately. Not 'cranky' per sey, but not his usual nutball self. I've been noticing this since he got back from France right after New Year's. He was happy at first and has slowly regressed to Oscarism. Then I read the blog on 'things I hate about my flatmate' and I started noticing things I do that might make him hate me. Mind you, I could relate to the blog as there are a few things that my roommate totally does that definitely drive me batty. Anyways, my paranoia about his crankyness grew as I had started to take it somewhat personally. I finally asked him the other day and he said "No no no Meesh, it's not you. I don't know what it is. But before Christmas when people asked me how long I was going to stay in Canada, I said that Canada is my home. Now when they ask I tell them I don't know." He went on to talk about maybe going back to France but that his "life would be shit" if he went back there. Ah ha! It's that girl! It's that girl in France who is apparently the love of his life, this is the reason he's talking about going back there and the same reason he's been cranky lately! This is the same girl who was crying when he left France but that he says will never come to visit him in Canada. Huh? And he's talking about moving back to France for a girl who won't even visit him??? Something doesn't add up. I told him so too. I don't think I made him any happier though.

Forced separation by life circumstance/distance... It's a total bitch.

Unrequited love? Even more f'ed up.

Don't know which it is, but I'll try not to take it personally. Though I will still try to clean my shit the best I can.

Now I MUST try to get back to work so I can graduate before I'm 62.

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