urbandruid

Sing it with me, you know the words. "I don't want to go to class today." I'm tired and I'd rather be sleeping. I went to bed at what for me is a pretty reasonable hour, and yet I wake up feeling like I've had almost no sleep at all.

The weather finally seems to be turning- not sure if it's going to stay like this or not. I guess we'll see. Either way, it's not helping much right now. It's so much easier to stay in bed than to get out of it when it's kind of cold in the morning...

The stats test didn't seem to go as badly as I'd been afraid it would, but I'm still pretty scared to see how I did on it. I'm afraid I'm going to get to class, and my crazy teacher is going to hand back the tests, and if I did badly, it's just going to be the final straw. I'll start bawling in the middle of Stats, and... Yeah.

I'm tired, I hurt, the only stuff I can find right now are the things I still need to pack, I feel like I'm losing my mind, and I do not want to go to school.

On the plus side, Mom and I drove out to see the house again last Saturday. They finished our sidewalk, so we were able to go up to the house and peer in the windows. We're not supposed to be on the lot at all unsupervised, but it's not like we went in the house. Anyway, it's looking good. They've painted the walls, the linolium and countertops and cabinets are in, the doors are hung... It's looking like it really will be a house in (OMG *freaks out*) 12 days.

I'm just still having a really hard time getting it to sink in that it will be my house. A really hard time.

I feel like I'm not making any progress with the packing and the cleaning out of stuff. I am, really, there's just so much stuff, it doesn't feel like it somedays. I'll tell you, though, there's nothing to make you feel better about your writing than reading through stuff you wrote almost ten years ago. I hope the paper shredder enjoyed that really bad fanfic, because reading over it to see if it was worth keeping was pretty painful for me. Agonizing, even. Although maybe I should have seen it coming. Seems like any time you say the words "Star Trek fanfic" you're pretty much in for it.

And I shouldn't say that, really. I've read some very good Trek fic. I just don't think I've ever written any. If I have, it sure as hell wasn't in that notebook.

Anyway. I'm going to go scare up some food, take some Advil for my headache, and maybe I'll feel better about this whole Monday thing. *pause* Yeah, I don't think so either, but the Advil and food at least should help with things in general.