Emotional detachment

Sometimes I feel like I get too emotionally attached to things.  Places, sounds, random objects, and people.  Most notably and obviously people.  

For the past few days, my dreams have been haunted by a select few individuals and variations of moments I had with each of them.  Maybe it’s because I don’t have as much to think about over the summer.  Or maybe I have too much time to think about what might have been, what could have been, blahblahblah.

I feel like I’m slowly driving myself insane.  What I need is a slap in the face to bring me back to reality and what has happened and what lies ahead of me in the future.

Sometimes I wish I could just turn off my emotions for a day to relax and detox from all these weird feelings.  Yes.

I don’t like my eyeballs.  My astigmatism is worse, my prescription went up, and I have to use eyedrops and take fish oil supplements for my dry eyes.  Yippee!

Eyeballs and oxygen

I really like the feeling I get right after I take off my contacts.  It’s like my eyes get this burst of oxygen after being stuck under these annoying films of plastic all day.  It’s interesting, really.

I’m actually kind of worried about my vision.  My optometrist warned me that a lot of people come back from their first year of college to find that their eyes have gotten worse, mainly because they’re not getting enough light and are straining their eyes for too long.  And I have a sinking feeling that this is happening to me.  Sometimes in math, I find it hard to distinguish between 3 and 5 when my professor writes on the board.  Then again, his handwriting is pretty crappy.  Haha.

Damn Berkeley dorms.  I already have two extra lamps, I can’t fit any more!

I should probably stop straining my eyes at the computer and go back to studying.  Hooooo boy.