Sunday, August 16, 2009

Six days and Counting

Its funny how things work out sometimes.

Yesterday I just wanted to be social. It was 9:30 and I just wanted to talk to someone, get out of the house-just do /something/. But fates conspired against me and the people who I could normally call at 9:30 and say "hey, wanna go to Wendies" or "Wanna come help me walk my dog :D" Were either busy, or already at college. So I spent the night on my computer trying not to wallow in self-pity (Not entirely successful) and had a very lonely night.

Today, I feel a lot better emotionally-but Physically I'm eh. My back decided it wanted to belong to an old lady, so it hurts quite a bit and my wacked out sleep habits have caught up to me because I feel so very tired. I am waiting for like, 8:30 to come so I can just crash and sleep the whole night through. So of course, what happens?

I have about five people trying to make plans with me. I already went to the city to have lunch with my aunt and uncle, and now I am trying to figure out what I am doing now with people-or if i should just stay home. Someone upstairs is obviously having fun at my expense

Still, it could be worse. I only have six days left at home before I go off to fantasyland for four years. I hope I do well in school, and I hope I figure things out. I really really do. At the moment I want to major in some mix of Psychology, History, Business and Economics (in no particular order). I betcha in four years I am going to graduate with a Chemistry Major or something.

I need to go talk to m sister now about going to the mall. Apparently my wardrobe consists of no "party" clothes and that simply must be changed. Oh joy.

Still holding out for some questions :D

-Cheers

Friday, August 14, 2009

HOLY WOW

So I just got my new laptop!

It is sooooo pretty its almost insane xD.

I've named her Viola for the Twelfth Night Character, and my new ipod (yay rebates!) is to be named after the Duke. Nerd? You betcha!

My stomach just did this flippy turny thing. I can't believe I'm leaving for college in Nine days. Holy shit. Sorry, I just realized what a short amount of time that is.

Its weird... I'm not scared to go to college. I think Brandeis is going to be a really good fit for me, and I'm more than ready to be living on my own. I know I will be able to make friends (I have a few there already to fall back on :P) and my roommate seems to be pretty chill, which is always a good thing( lets hope I am saying the same thing three months from now, hmm?) and the work isn't really that intimidating (I took five APs this year and felt fine.) But, just because I am scared doesn't mean it isn't scary.

I still remember when my sister went off to college four years ago. We had just dropped her off the day before, and were back home. I was fourteen, sitting on my parent's bed as my mom talked about how much she was going to miss her. I remember smiling widely, and saying "You know, in four years /I/ will be going to college." just to push her buttons. She freaked a little and told me not to rush time away. I remember thinking that four years was a long time.

But now four years is up. I look back, and yeah-it was hella quick. It was only a year ago I was fuming about not knowing where I was going to go, and getting annoyed when people brought up the "college" conversation. I just hope the next four years go slowly. I don't want to grow up to quick. I have NO idea what I want to do when I "Grow up". But than again..four years ago, I didn't know what college I was going to either.

Time is a funny thing. Yup.

Well, I'm going to go finish cleaning my room (And by that I mean stall by playing Sims 3)

-Cheers