growing up?

i would consider myself a fairly easygoing person. as a child, i never really had too much trouble with getting along with other people. if i ever had any problems with anyone, avoiding that person was a fairly simple matter. yet nowadays, i sometimes see myself confronted with people (or person!) that i cannot simply avoid. as an adult, you can't just sit on the other side of the classroom or find other people to eat lunch with. every once in a while, life throws you someone you genuinely can not stand--and yet, you must... perhaps for the sake of work, family, or large sums of money. and what if that person is extremely nosy, constantly asking you questions about your phone conversations with your parents, or overly cautious to the point of paranoia, or perhaps that person walks around demanding, "what do you want?" all the time. then what can you do?

if growing up means having to deal with incredibly frustrating people, i want none of it.

procrastination

it always seems as though i can never get anything done until 24 hours before the thing is due. this happened all the time for school projects and homeworks. and i always tell myself that i'll prepare for stuff earlier and not have to rush things. yet, right now i'm struggling to pack things that i should have done eons ago. i sometimes look at others who are more organized and more prepared, and think, "i can do that!" can, being the operative word. instead of whining and complaining about it in my blogg, i am going to do something about this predilection to procrastination. starting this very instant, i shall cease all procrastinating and do stuff when i'm supposed to. then again, it's getting kinda late. so maybe starting tomorrow.

the shackles of society

the good part about living with your parents and not having a job is that you can get up whenever you want, do whatever you want, and wear whatever you want. for me, the getting up occurs at noon, i sit and ponder the wonders of the universe, and i wear boxer shorts.

the reason i only wear my shorts is that there's no need for me to put on any other clothes when i wake up in the morning. my parents don't come home until the evening, and i don't have to impress anybody. (though i'm not sure my usual clothing fare is particular impressive either) going around and doing stuff with almost no clothes on feels kinda weird sometimes. for example, eating chips is a completely different experience. after taking a bite out of a flavored chip, i was able to feel the chip's particles of flavoring falling from the disturbance of the bite and onto my body. makes you wonder how much crap gets all over the place as we eat. at least it makes me wonder... if you lick the floor, will it takes like sour cream or chives?

also, going outside to mow the lawn without any pants on is not the best way to meet neighbors.

email etiquette

a long long time ago, when the internet had just be invented by al gore, before the boom of p2p and just in the infancy of napster, email was my communications method of choice. i was delighted with every message i received and replied to emails right after i read them. however... i soon learned that no one would reply to my instant reply emails. at least not instantly. so i decided to reply to them later on when i had more time. only sometimes i forgot and never got to reply. but what exactly is the proper time-frame for replying to emails as dictated by email etiquette? is it rude to reply to an email from several months ago? or is it better to just simply pretend like it was lost in the mail? or even more importantly, is reply-time inversely proportional to the amount of regard you have for that person? perhaps some experimentation is in order.