I apologize

I want to write. I have so many things to say. The problem is that I can't seem to say them. I am blocked. So I am sorry. I cannot say anything write now about the many thoughts that are swirling through my head.

There is a tide in the affairs of men.

Less than two days away - the BIG moving day. It is amazing how much one person can accumulate in a matter of two years. Seriously amazzing. I have never thought of myself as a packrat, my mom yes, but NOT me. But, now that I have spent the last three or so days packing, I am starting to doubt myself. However, there is hope, because I can come up with a rational and logical use for everything that I keep, whether it has a present use or a future one. I mean really, I am going to be a teacher, and I don't know if you realize this, but teachers dont make very much money. So, in my mind, the things that I have accumulated are for a good reason - I will need them in the near future and I will not be rich enough to buy everything over again.

My excuses aside, packing sucks! If anyone ever said packing was fun, they should just go jump off a cliff, because I am sure they would find that just as stimulating. I cannot wait till it is over with, the packing, the moving and then the unmoving and then the unpacking...What is even worse, is that I might be moving again in 7 months, which isn't that far away. Hopefully I will gain practice this go around and learn best practices for next time! Yes!

My stomach is tied in knots. I dont know if its because I am packing and moving and I dont know how it will turn out, or if its because I am moving into a one bedroom apartment, or if I fear being lonely, or if I don't know what is going to happen to my relationship with Greg, or if I fear stepping over into the abyss of real life, because even though I have one semester left, it isn't a real semester and real life is just around the corner, or if I feel like my parents are abandoning me in a way....It's no wonder my stomach is tied up in knots, it is surprising I can even function. =)

I wish I had a friend near me who I could do fun things with, who liked doing similar fun things with me. It's such a sad state of affairs. There is a tide in the affiars of men -- name the source of that quote!!!! Hah that quote is extremely fitting.

The Right way and the Wrong way

Toilet paper. There is a wrong way and a right way, no way around it. The wrong way is when the paper falls underneath the roll and so when you go to use it, it is hard to get to. The RIGHT way is when the paper falls over the top.