Homework for the Overactive Brain

Today's Quote--"Happy birthday to me, Happy birthday to me..."

Thursday, May 22, 2003

 

No new quote...I like this one and I think I'll stick with it for a while...I don't think I'm going to have a lot of time to update everyday! Nearly finished packing...around 95% or so. Just the morning stuff and cleaning stuff to go...oh yes, and my phone. I think I'll really feel like I'm leaving once I unplug it. So tired. very tired. The party was nice, decent dinner...I got an award for newspaper (yeah, I write and edit and do lots of other dedicated stuff). The flute choir played...AKA the Flute Princess...I even wore a tiara. Joys! As usual had to yell silently at myself for my selfishness...Just because I didn't get a merit award doesn't mean I'm a bad student...Oy. Sometimes, my brain can be stupid. The DJ kinda sucked, at the dance, so we left and went to Denny's (all 10 of us) at 12. Ate, talked, hung out, enjoyed, until about 1:45 or so. Came back to campus and got to bed around 2:15 or so. Then got up at 6:50 to go with S to take AD to the airport. Came home and took a nap...got up late and started packing at 11:30 this morning...and I've been going all day. Except the few utter exhaustion breaks...and food. Did laundry too...found a ride to the airport tomorrow. In all, one of the most productive days I've had in a long time...though only out of necessity.

Poohbear left...it wasn't too hard to say goodbye, but only because I'll see her in 1 1/2 in portland. S and A are going to be harder...they can't come and I won't see them again until August 2004 (unless they come to visit in January or February). Over a year. Of course, that's what it's going to be like when we leave Portland...Except Poohbear and AD, I won't see any of my friends for around 14 months. That's harsh. *sigh* I'm very sad, very tired, and feeling incredibly drained. When I get home tomorrow, I'll probably gulp down some food and go to bed early. Especially if I'm going to end up staying up late tonight...cleaning. Ugh. But, I am very nearly done. Of course, I am going to send myself 3 boxes because I can't fit all my crap into my suitcases. But, I'm okay with that too.

Can't think of much else to say. I'm going. And so is everyone else. We're all sad. A lot of us won't see each other for over a year (which is difficult when you are as close as we all are...it's like losing multiple limbs). But there isn't a whole lot of choice there. Eventually we'll all graduate and have to go our separate ways anyway.

And the sadness multiplies. This year, this day, is one of the hardest I've faced. Except for deaths. At least we'll all stay in contact...

GL 10:54 PM