Student "edition" found at {csi dot journalspace dot com}.

Maybe I shouldn't have started this blog now, not with everything that's been going on.

One of the most draining parts about the previous weekend is the fact that there are some people who, in the tradition of psychic vampirism, demand so much of my presence, time, attention and conversation, that they are so blind to see that the other person isn't enjoying their company that much in their present state.

And what present state is that? Needy, morose, insensitive to others.

This may particularly be due to this recent graduate having excelled all his life in an academic situation, such that now that he is free from the rigid rules of classrooms (in which he flourished) he is floundering in the freedom of the real world.

So he clings to old associations as with teachers, but forgetting that teachers have to get used to the transitory nature of our relationship with the students, and thus we could not be as attached as he has become to acquaintances, and I could not react as eagerly to his presence as he expects.

This may be more true because of the highly advanced nature of this person's intellectual capacity that his emotional growth has been stunted.

It's doubly sad because he can't even tell when a person is already answering his persistent questions in either a frustrated way or giving him short answers. He just notices when someone is not responding to him at all, then he takes offense.

There's also the part about expecting things to be just as they were before he started his last term of OJT, which is more than six months ago.

In those six months, especially in the net age of short spanned distractions, a lot of our old interests have changed.

Or at least for those who were not stuck in the past desperately trying to rekindle connections like him, instead of making new friends.

Session 1911 can't adapt and make new happy times, so he clings to the old ones. Class dismissed.