My life is normally spent on myself, I’m quite selfish like that, and I tend to not enjoy any kind of intrusion. The last 3 weeks of 2009 were spent with Julian, visiting from Sydney, and some local friends, M, Dave and Art.
Honesty is my greatest fault, so let me put it out there and say that normally by the time Julian leaves I breathe a sigh of relief that I can get back to my normal life. It isn’t that I don’t like him, in fact he’s among the few people I’d call a friend, it’s that all of the me time I’m accustomed to when he’s not here doesn’t exist when he is. This visit was different however and I still can’t quite figure out why.
I was sad to see him go despite the knowledge of how selfish it was for me to want him to stay while his other half (Lawrence) would be left alone for even longer back in Sydney. Perhaps it was because this would be the last visit to Bangkok in which I would live here (he visits annually).
Anyway, I’m back to my regular life now. World of Warcraft welcomes me back with its thin tendrils of addiction.
I know what you mean. Though I barely have any life, I do sometimes find myself feeling sore at time taken away from “me” time! It’s pretty awful really. Maybe the internet is breeding us all to be more antisocial.
I saw a xmas card this year, it reads “Happy xmas facebook friend*” with the * furtherdown saying “(*but not real friend)” says it all!
I feel anxious if I don’t get ‘me’ time for a few days in a row because it’s the only time when I can relax.
Don’t even start me on the Facebook friends thing, I have a friend who I’ll call Julian (his real name) who will add anyone. I, on the other hand, will only add people I’ve actually met.
I don’t want to be the Facebook friend nazi I sound like though. It’s simply a matter of different ideas on what Facebook is for, neither of them invalid.
Yeah I wonder about the people with 300 friends – your wall must update so often you miss nearly everything!
I’m the same. If I have too many appointments banked up in front of me, I get a feeling of being trapped, and the only way out is to cancel one or two.
Kim and I have furious rants about Facebook “friends” and how artificial all that stuff is. It was a very clever of them to use that terminology really – damn co-opting of language!