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As I prepare for the next great stage in my life WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT, OF COURSE IT'S NOT COLLEGE I realize that I am down to a month and most of a week.

What is this? Yeah, I'm kind of at the point of screaming. It's so close but so far away, yanno? Parents have been suffering through pointless rants of pointlessness that go around in circles and are pretty much a rehashing of anything I've ever said and or worried about ever. These rants are the first rants I've shared with the parents so they don't get to complain (neener neener). RL friends are being oddly hard to get in touch with, I'm thinking they have a sixth sense or something, which doesn't add up because I don't get like this. I'M THE REASONABLE ONE. Usually. This is probably why I've come to LJ with this instead of lurking as is my MO...

But here's things that need to be done in this month+week before I shuffle off to higher education.
  • Store all my files for my new laptop. Sorry, Monster, I loved you while you worked, but I can't be shackled to my router via ethernet cable, it just doesn't work that way.
  • Meet my roommate I find out who my roommate will be sometime next week. Which leads to...
  • Re-learn how to interact with people I've never met before It's hard, I know
  • Figure out exactly what I'll be taking with me to school I'm not much of a things person, but I feel the pressure to decorate my nook of the dorm with intensely personal things like interests besides fandom. I'M NOT SURE IF STUFF LIKE THIS EXISTS D: 
  • There's more I just can't think of it.
  • Oh yeah. I don't think I'll ever get through all the stuff at [ profile] ae_matchThere's so much being posted every time I f5 What kind of people are you, people-who-can-write? And don't lie, this is completely related to college
And I'm spent.
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Well, I suppose I had the coffee a few hours ago, but that doesn't change the fact that I am awake and unable to sleep. And redundant. It's a wonderful feeling I'll have you all know.

You see, when I get tired the crazies come out. No not the ones that meander up and down my street at night picking the cans out of my recycling bins. More of the insanely unfocused ramblings. It's intensified when I have company. It's then that my introvertedness goes away and I become this giggly, emotional mess. And really honest -- boy does that get awkward D:

I really shouldn't have figured out the pronounciation of ennui, because now I think of that word way too much and how I'm in a perpetual state of it when I have nothing going on (uh, duh?).

Yeah. Rambling. Alligator.

WTAF. Alligators? I think I'm crying a little on the inside. I'm also very grateful that the iPad is correcting my atrocious spelling. Really, typing on a large touch screen is perhaps more difficult than learning to type on the smaller iPhone/iTouch was. And my hand cramps more easily. It would be utterly ridiculous if you could see all the mistakes I'm making. It took me five tries to spell mistakes correctly. I'm failing at this you guys, me and technology ares just not working. At all. It'll hurt me eventually, brain me or something.
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I guess I've finally gotten around to making one of these things. It's nothing spectacular really; I tried all the time to make journals when I was younger, but how I wanted myself to be perceived changed so often I've abandoned more than I can remember.

I can't really say what will be the main focus of this journal. Maybe I'll use it as a diary. Or a place to post art (as soon as I find that godforsaken tablet). Or a place to write stories that will probably never be finished.

This hasn't been created with the intent of it becoming public to a whole lot of people, I can't really see how people would find this interesting. But only time will tell.


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