People have noticed that something is "off" with me as of late, and they're probably right. I haven't been as happy as I was ... something hasn't been in place since ... well, summer, probably. It feels like I've gotten worse somehow (or perhaps I'm more aware of the situation now than I was because I'm actually interacting with people). I feel like I'm handling life like a one-footed duck in water; though I float, I essentially can't help going in circles.
My memory has been rather alarming lately. I don't remember taking my medicine. I don't remember my alarm clock going off or turning it off, and sometimes I can't remember if I did or did not set it the night before. I've missed one class because I forgot all about it, and I can't say if I've attended all meetings I've scheduled or not, because I honestly don't know.
The sad thing about missing class was, I missed a class that I like. I forgot completely about something that I enjoy participating in. And when I say "I don't remember," though it does mean that I've forgotten, it means more than that. Sometimes I can't even place where I was or what I was doing when I should have been doing something else. I've been more withdrawn lately, and I tend to regularly oversleep - something I haven't done since high school, when I was at my lowest. I don't think I am as bad as I was ... but still ... these new developments bug me.
Things aren't all bad, though. On Saturday, I hung out with Kat in the Media Center and met some new people, including a guy who gave me Animal Crossing tips (he had the entire chess set), was amusing to be around, and complimented me. I like meeting new people when they are kind.
I have this sudden desire to print out every entry I've written since I started this journal, to see how much I've put into it ... I imagine such a project would take a while. In the meantime, I'm going to do homework and play a bit of Animal Crossing before my next class.