Memories

So today, I played one of the most satisfying ping-pong matches (TD vs. Saybrook)  in awhile. Not because I was playing particularly well (I whiffed a couple of really ridiculous balls), but because I beat someone/a team I was pissed at…and, of course, that makes the win that much better.

When I first found out who I was playing today, Tam told me she was a huge bitch that had thrown a huge attitude about an IM football game and called him/TD unclassy and other names repeatedly while they were playing.  Basically, I was told that I wasn’t allowed to lose this game. Well, I walked over intending to be nice, because, hey, maybe this girl isn’t that bad and just had a bad day. She was curt, not too friendly, but what really set me off was that when I got to the table, her teammate came up and said really loudly, “Dude, this girl’s wearing ballerina flats. You can do this.”

I was pissed.

So what if I’m wearing ballerina flats? I could be wearing nothing and still kick this girl’s ass. Honestly, I can understand if he said something like that as a joke to her when I wasn’t there, but he said it really loudly and practically in my face. Anyways, I beat her 2-0 and TD won, so it was a happy ending.

I will continue wearing ballerina flats to my pingpong matches in the future.

The title of this post really gives it away: I am a compulsive email checker.

In the middle of long studying sessions for orgo, I will compulsively and randomly check all my emails. I have three different accounts, and once I’ve checked all of those, I will proceed to check my boyfriend’s accounts as well. As long as I am sitting in front of the computer, I will probably check my emails over 20 times in one hour, and most of the time there are no new emails. And of course, I’m disappointed. It sounds weird but I’m some of you must do it as well (just more or less obsessively than me). The question is: why?

On days like this, when I’m cooped up my myself in my room studying, I think that I compulsively check my email to gain some sort of connection to the outside world. Somebody PLEASE talk to me, send me an email, anything. Just confirm for me that I’m not alone in this world. The thing is, though, you would think that if I’m that desperate for attention, I’d just call up a friend and talk or go hang out/study together. But I don’t want to. I just want to be alone and undistracted and unburdened with the task of maintaining conversation. It could also be that I am waiting for something exciting to pop into my inbox…like a sale at urban outfitters! I don’t know.

Or maybe I’m just that bored and I want an excuse to do something else but appear productive. Yes…that may be it.

Now I shall go back to studying orgo.

P.S. I haven’t written here in a month because this entire past month including next week has been “midterm month.” Actually, seeing as how all my midterms are spread exactly a week and occasionally two weeks apart from one another, I might as well call this semester “midterm semester.” Hah.