I've been feeling a little isolated lately. Work has been pretty busy of late, and things are coming down to the final crunch now with my course. Who would have thunk it; math is hard.
I'm beginning to remember the end of term stress I had as an undergrad. I don't deal with this type of stress particularly well, and I find that I'm slipping in to the same kind of habits that I did back then. Namely, being lethargic and avoiding studying (or for that matter, slacking off work) until the assignment/deadline/whatever passes by. This is course why I did exceedingly poorly in my last year as an undergrad.
I'm a little better at recognising this behaviour now, of course, but I'm still having some problems dealing with it. I don't think it helps that I'm going through my pre-birthday lull
To add insult to injury, I'm still dealing with the aftermath of Canada Post seeming to forget where I live, a couple of months back. At the time, several people had contacted me saying that things they had mailed to me had been returned to them, marked as undeliverable. I'd thought that I'd dealt with it at the time, but this week, the bank called me asking me what my address was.
So yea, I'll be very glad when this coming week will be over. Don't call me on my birthday. I'll be celebrating by writing my exam. Whee.
Facebook has annoyed me for a while now. It's had the same sorts of problems that I've had with every social networking site I've tried. Namely I don't have the time or patience to keep up with the endless stream of information, let alone to sift through it all to find information that's actually... well, informative.
My experience to date has been that e-mail notifications come days, if not weeks late, for events and other messages sent to me through the website. Plus, there are more than a few people out there who seem to think that I can pick out their face from a blurry nighttime shot of a crowd of people. If I only vaguely remember who you are, this picture is not going to help. I could send you an e-mail to ask how exactly we're supposed to know each other, but wait, no, your privacy settings don't allow me to send you messages.
So yes, I've canceled my Facebook account. Wait, make that suspended. Facebook has my data now. They're refusing to actually delete it. Of course, they claim that its so I can reactivate my account at any time. All I need to do is log back in. Oh, and then wait for an e-mail that may take weeks to get delivered...