end of (summer) days

The night before I return to school is always filled with frantic, sucky packing. Generally, I loathe packing. And I'm always under pressure. I tried to relieve a little bit of the pressure this year by starting when I got back from Nova last week.

This is me looking at myself going, "Way to suck."

I didn't get very far that day. I'm about halfway packed now, and that's only because last night I put some of my stuff together. I've still got a whole bunch of laundry to do. Hopefully not so many boxes to go through. But all of my clothes are still to be packed. Awesome. Exactly what I want to be doing after eight hours of work at the library.

First things first, I'm going home and drinking my lovely extra caffeinated tea. That will get rid of the caffeine deprivation-driven headache I'm rocking right now. Then I will watch Heathers as I pack. I really hope that I mean this and it doesn't just turn out to be me watching Heathers with a bunch of crap spread out in front of me. I don't have too much faith in myself with that one.

I'm actually really excited to move in this year. We're living in Laurel now, so it's not like it's the same place. I'm curious to see how an apartment style dorm works out. Also, I'd like to go bury my head in the sand for awhile so I can forget about some of the crap that happened this summer. That would be nice. And school means less going to work, which I am for right now. There's not enough stimulation here anymore, just a whole lot of staring at the wall, too much thinking, and covert reading. Enough of the lame, I need a change of scene.