Okay so I'm starting to freak out. Not to say that I haven't been freaking out before now. It's just that up until, well, now it was much easier to brush off and put to the back of my mind... but now with my walls looking like the crime scene of a hokey museum robbery and my beloved Harry crushed beneath my pre-loved history text[s] it's getting a little difficult.
I mean, really, I have nothing to being freaking out over. All of my friends who've gone off seem to be doing fine. [and by fine you can infer that, to my knowledge, they have yet to become brain craving zombies.]
But this is me we're talking about. The girl who made her mom wait in the car with her in the fourth grade to make sure the other kids we're dressed up for dress up day too. The girl who has [already] double and triple checked her schedule/class locations/professor ratings. And yes, the very girl who's OCD becomes jittery when she can't think of a clever third "the girl who" to add the perfect finish to her pathetic attempt at parallelism. [and who realizes the second she hits "publish post" she will think of a thousand examples of her ridiculous and unnecessary freak out moments.]
So, as I said. I'm freaking out. My limbs course with nervous energy while my racing thoughts jumble and confuse any attempt at organizing the piles of crap I call my "college necessities."
*sigh
I need a cookie.
Okay, enough whining. Alex man up.
So. Today, I got no packing done. Okay I lied. I did sort all of my [rarely utilized] make-up! But other than that? Nada.
Yesterday, in comparison, was wildly productive. Even in spite of my [before now antisocial] cat's new found love/obsession of/with me I managed to pack up all of my clothing [which in hindsight was kinda dumb seeing as I still have to wear clothes for the next few days...], shoes [there were a lot of them], posters [which were technically already packed but I say still count towards the days productivity level] and [prepare to be proud] my books. Which, anticlimactically, didn't turn out to be as tough as I had feared. I just found myself in a great mood and ploughed right through. So here it is! The moment none have you care about let alone have been waiting for *pathetic and unenthusiastic drum roll ending in a puttering 'Ta-da"* My Books-that-I-liked-enough-to-shove-in-a-box-and-make-my-cousin-carry-up-stairs-so-i-can-look-at-them-on-my-shelf-at-college list!!!
-Harry Potter [1-7]
-Tricksters Choice/Queen
[which while large are staying whether there is room for them or not]
-Fat Kid Rules the World
-Chain Letter
[both of which are small so no worries]
-Canterbury Tales
-Much Ado About Nothing
- The Red Badge of Courage
[okay I admit it they're coming to make me look intelligent. BUT I also do want to read them. and as a bonus they were [all together] only a dollar at the swap meet]
-Slaughter House 5
-Paper Towns
-The Phantom Toll Booth
-The Kite Runner
PLUS all of my text books... add that all together and that is one box you will most definitely not find me carrying. [unless of course there's a fire. If so that will be the first thing I grab.]
I apologize for the rambley helter-skelter nature of this blog. The nervous [and very hungry] energy wouldn't let me sleep so I hope venting this way will help deflate my brain minions and grant me a few hours of rest.
Okay Izzie [mah kitteh] is giving me the 'tiem to sleep hoomin' eyes, and she's the one with the claws so, Night! [morning]
Days 'Til I leave for College: 1
[^Why I'm freaking out]
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