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Saturday, October 16
well during my intensive studying (NOT!), i came across an old post that i'd written in my diary during the trial exams. i thought it was quite amusing.
I like being neat. Messy is yuck. I especially like tidying things when I know I should be studying… Ha! I find that humorous. I like watching the things I do in different emotional situations.
In the early stages of stress, there seems to be this extraordinarily messy phase.
Then as tension rises and anxiety heightens, the work space miraculously becomes tremendously tidy… and work cannot commence if there is an ounce of mess…
Then there will be the aftermath, where exams/stress is caput and so is the any form of housework.
Piles of paper and muck begins to build up for a week until Lauren finally decides she can’t live with the evidence to remind her of the exams, so she gets off her lazy butt and has a pack-up and sort-through…
At this point in time, the intensity of sound emitted from Lauren’s room increases dramatically and much karaoke-style singing can be heard by neighbours…
Also, dress code of the weeks just after the anxiety attack consists of pyjamas and unbrushed hair…
On the realisation that another assessment is soon to be due, Lauren has a sudden freak out and re-group. Room becomes messy and disoriented and the process starts over again.
During the times of stress, Lauren’s appetite and metabolism increases and healthy eating habits become scarce. Chocolate and anything sugary becomes the major food group consumed. Headaches and forgetfulness also kicks in.
During these times, many other exciting events also seem to occur, where Lauren has to decide whether to be a good little nerd or a naughty little rebel. She usually chooses the latter, as she almost convinces/promises herself that she will work hard the next day to make up for the loss of study time.
This promise is generally never kept…
well i'm impressed at how funny i am (well... i was). i'd forgotten how to amuse myself...
and yeh, i guess i should go back to that horrible world of study... ciao ciao
I like being neat. Messy is yuck. I especially like tidying things when I know I should be studying… Ha! I find that humorous. I like watching the things I do in different emotional situations.
In the early stages of stress, there seems to be this extraordinarily messy phase.
Then as tension rises and anxiety heightens, the work space miraculously becomes tremendously tidy… and work cannot commence if there is an ounce of mess…
Then there will be the aftermath, where exams/stress is caput and so is the any form of housework.
Piles of paper and muck begins to build up for a week until Lauren finally decides she can’t live with the evidence to remind her of the exams, so she gets off her lazy butt and has a pack-up and sort-through…
At this point in time, the intensity of sound emitted from Lauren’s room increases dramatically and much karaoke-style singing can be heard by neighbours…
Also, dress code of the weeks just after the anxiety attack consists of pyjamas and unbrushed hair…
On the realisation that another assessment is soon to be due, Lauren has a sudden freak out and re-group. Room becomes messy and disoriented and the process starts over again.
During the times of stress, Lauren’s appetite and metabolism increases and healthy eating habits become scarce. Chocolate and anything sugary becomes the major food group consumed. Headaches and forgetfulness also kicks in.
During these times, many other exciting events also seem to occur, where Lauren has to decide whether to be a good little nerd or a naughty little rebel. She usually chooses the latter, as she almost convinces/promises herself that she will work hard the next day to make up for the loss of study time.
This promise is generally never kept…
well i'm impressed at how funny i am (well... i was). i'd forgotten how to amuse myself...
and yeh, i guess i should go back to that horrible world of study... ciao ciao