*sings* I got a new roommate! I got a new roommate!

Not that there was anything wrong with the other one. I just have more in common with this one... kinda. We have the same major at least. And we're both a little out there.

I'm going up to Ithaca tomorrow to see Marsia. I should be happier. I was happy earlier. I think I'm just tired. I hope I'm just tired.

I hate college. End of story.

Borat

Several girls are in my room watching Borat. It's fairly strange. I'm so amused. There's always people in here.

This is my roommate Ashley, sitting at her desk, staring at her computer.

and the end begins

Ok. So, I'm in my dorm right now. Just came back from lunch with my FRIENDS! lol. Go figure.
Anyway, this really isn't that bad. I wish someone would call me or something, that would make it better. I think we're going to go to Wal-mart once Mylissa gets out of the shower.
I still have quite a bit of organizing to do. I really should be doing that instead of traipsing all over Bloomsburg. Oh well.

I'm at college! Yay! I'll post pictures of my room eventually.

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getting ready

My car is now cleaned out. All the CDs I'm taking are safely backed-up on my computer. My last load of laundry is in the washer. All my bags and boxes are downstairs waiting to be stuffed into Wilma (my car... Amanda named it). I should probably read the stuff I'm supposed to read for Welcome Weekend... then again, I need something to do tomorrow night.

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I keep thinking I'll wake up and it'll be 2003... 2001... 1999... 1989. I don't care when. I just want to wake up.

4 days.

Wow. I leave in 4 days. I think I'm kinda in shock. I'm all ready. Now I just have to wait.

*deep breath*

I'm.... feeling less like my world is ending, and more like I'm adding a new chapter to my life's story. Hey. Maybe I'll get a few new poem ideas.

I love this shirt!

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"Here is not home. Here is an over-due library book that I can't seem to return." - from Shaydes of Blue by Chesko

"More than I want to eat some toast, I want you to love me." - Dan Leaman

my new college bedding stuff

How pretty is that?

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I feel so old...

So I have these pants... They're black dress pants with these pink and white stripes. They're really cute. Mom and I went to Fashion Bug yesterday (where I got the pants, but that was a while ago). I got the jacket that matches the pants. I have a suit. It's pretty, but it makes me feel so old. I put it on last night to see how it all looked together. I stumbled my way out to the computer room (because I still can't walk in heals) to show my mom how weird I look in a suit. Apparently it makes me look grown up. I feel old now. I'm going to college. I might actually need a suit someday. That's just weird.

"I live in search of a cause worth dying for." - from a Marty McConnell poem

I think a fly just bit my ear.

I'm at the Hammars' right now. It's so gross here. It smells like... everything dirty you can think of. It's not even just the animals, either. I'm supposed to be staying here tonight with Grandma (cause the Hammars went away for the weekend... how do 13 people go away for the weekend, anyway?). I don't think I can do this. The smell alone is making me ill.

On a different note...
I spent the weekend with Valen and Kayce! Yay! We stayed in their brother's camper in his backyard. Yeah. That was odd, but fun. Rachel stayed with us last night. I'm so tired. So, so tired.

I want to go to sleep.

I got a Zen V Plus (aka: a freakin awesome portable media player), though. So I'm content for the moment.

I'm sitting at the kitchen table, all alone. My parents are away doing something having to do with my dad retiring. I'm bored. I've been reading for 3 hours. Is this how college is going to be? Alone, with only my laptop and a book for company? Or, worse, alone surrounded by people? This isn't normal. I'm not even afraid anymore. I'm mostly just... depressed.

we've been good, but we can't last

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coffee

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