Breaking Boredom

May 22, 2013 by

          Boredom must be a leading cause of sadness. My personal unhappiness was certainly routed in boredom. I noticed this two years ago, when I graduated school (not that I’ve done anything about it until now).

          During my four years as an undergrad, all I wanted was out. After my first year, I considered dropping out every September. At the beginning of my second year, I almost didn’t pay my tuition. Halfway through my second year, I dropped a class because I didn’t feel like going to my midterm exam. At the end of my second year, I almost refused to write my finals at all. I walked into my Psychology of Law exam an hour after it began, figuring I may as well eenie-meenie-miney-mo my way through the multiple choice questions I didn’t study for. I’ve never received such a low grade for a course in my life, but I passed the class, saving myself hundreds of dollars spent. Second year was not a good year. Unfortunately, I forced myself to keep going through third and fourth, reasoning that I was already in x amount of debt, so I might as well finish, getting myself in x amount more debt. That was logical. The ridiculous fear that I wouldn’t get a job if I didn’t graduate also contributed to my choice to stay in school. I now know that even grads can’t get jobs. I might as well have saved myself from the mountain of student loan debt that’s stored in the part of my mind labelled, “Don’t think about ever.”

          My university years were the worst of my life – until I graduated (the life “achievement” I’m least proud of thus far) and finally escaped student life (Don’t you just love irony?). All of sudden, life was monotonous. I did the same things day after day after day. At this point, I had distanced myself from every friend I’ve ever had except Olivia. I lacked the energy to put on a smile, and I dreaded catching up with people when there was nothing to catch them up on. My life consisted of work and the TV shows that I used to escape my boring life. I followed the same routine every single fucking day: wake up, hate life, sleep, and repeat.

          Finally, I’ve begun to change that. Other than going to work on the regular like everyone else and spending weekday mornings at the gym, I don’t have a daily routine. I’ve been engaging in new activities and going to different places after work and on the weekends. Most notably, I’ve been doing these things with different people, which has resulted in a dramatic increase in social plans and invites. It’s Wednesday, and I already have plans for four days next week. To put this into perspective, I can count the number of times I had plans all of last summer on one hand. Four days of plans in one week is huge for me! My social life is evolving into that of a normal person! It’s incredible how far it has come so fast. Only a month ago, I found myself constantly worrying where my next social encounter would come from. Now, I’m confident that social opportunities will organically happen as I expand my social network. When friends with more than one person, social invitations become (gasp!) a regular occurrence and routine becomes an unmissed shadow of the past.

Happiness Tip: Avoid routine! Hang out with a variety of people!

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