all night long for me, only for me

Handed in my massive and stressful assignment. Finally. It was only stressful cos it's apparently really easy to fail, not to mention there was no existing discussion board for it, the course coordinator was AWOL and well...i think that the fact that one single mistake in one section could result in a F, irregardless of how you did every other part is scary enough. But now working (slowly...though i can't really afford to do it slowly) through psych. I don't understand the questions. But at least i think i'll get more sleep.

And in a moment, the other day i realised how easy it is to get so caught up in your own lil world. Not that i'm implying that we actively forget that there are other people out there, and if you're like me, you even spend the better part of your day thinking about them and what they might be doing. I don't know about anyone else, but in my mind, what i think they might be doing are what they are doing, if that makes any sense. And you get on with your day, knowing that you are doing what you're doing and assuming that other people are living as you imagine them to be. Or rather, you know that there's every possibility that they might be doing something else, and you give them the luxury of options, but you don't think very much about it. You just recognise it as a vague possibility.

And it's not until you get a phone call (it seems to only work with phone calls...i don't know. i think it's got something to do with the fact that you are hearing their voice, but still not seeing their face. yup, i think it's the weird combination of feeling connected, and yet the physical separation cannot be denied) where someone tells you what they've been up to and what they will be up to, that you realise that there is a whole wide world out there with people living their lives. And it has nothing to do with you, in that what they were actually doing was something you didn't even consider. It's really not a big deal at all. Was just a moment where i realised that nothing in the world works in the way i order it to. Not even close.