I hate packing.

[dreamwaffles]

I really, really, really hate packing.  I really do.  Did I mention I hate packing?  I HATE PACKING.

Guess how I spent my day?

I'm moving out and heading off to college this week, first year hurrah, and I'm both excited and kind of jittery about it.  Also I'm kind of afraid that I'm bringing too much except then I look at things and go, "oh, wait, of course I must bring that for I will need it!"  Except I have this lingering suspicion that I will wind up keeping a box of shit I don't need and bringing it home when I nip up for my birthday.  (hurrah for being within driving distance of my college.  3 hours is totally doable if I don't drink too much coffee and wind up antsy.)

Oh well, c'est la vie I suppose.  I already know my roommate, which is lovely, because we already know each other and which buttons not to push, and we can divvy up bringing the books.  I suspect I'm going to go into a slight nervous breakdown when I try and find one of the books I'm not bringing because I am stricken with a sudden longing for Temeraire or whatever.  Ah well.

Anywho, I'll post about college if I remember to, not that I post a whole lot about my life anyway.  Currently I have to go up and eat my last proper meal at home.  So.  Um.  Toodles!

 

Comments

[pi]

Good luck with that whole packing thing. I understand how much it sucks. Aside from space you can never bring too much I think, esp because you're so near home. I wish I was.

Yay for knowing your roommates. Mine are great except for the fact that one is definitely highly christian and homophobic, she's entirely friendly and awesome, but bring up possible gayness (as a friend of mine did while we were discussing DC comics) and her reaction is "ew that's gross" and utter consternation that two people of the same gender could be in a relationship. Um, yeah. Possibly this year could get highly awkward.

Twas lovely talking on the phone with you the other day. BTW there's a three hour time difference, we're ahead of you, just so you remember when you want to call at midnight, it's actually three am but I do love to hear from you so, yay! And hopefully your internet will be snazzy and livejournal friendly right from the start.

[dreamwaffles.livejournal.com]

a 3-hour difference? I thought it was 2. huh. oh well. don't worry, I will remember it, I have two friends on the east coast this year and you'll just be added to my mental time difference list. yaaaay.

ooh, that one highly-christian one could be awkward. er. be careful about what fic you leave lying around? at least M. won't poke around in my stuff without permission. I hope the awkward goes away soon, though.