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09/13/2002 entry: "I'm not saying that it's not"

I was thinking about writing something really stupid about patriotism in here. Let's just say I don't understand it. Why waste my breath on something I'll never say enough about?

Okay, so 3 more days. Well, less than 3 days. Then back to school. I still have so much to do. I always put it off til the weekend I move back.

Funny, in this song I was listening to, just as I was thinking about that, the lyrics were:

48 more hours to go
"48 more hours" that's all they say
in two more nights
I hear a sound
A shrill from one thin wall away

Hm.

Sigh. Today was alright. I went out with Sara, she filled out applications while I kept her company. We got food. Talked a lot. Then I came home and went right back out again with my mom and sister, because they were going to the store. And my mom offered to buy me whatever else I need for school. I took her up on that, naturally. I got a new pillow, some more food/things I need. I hoard. I hoard things like you wouldn't believe. Just because I know it'll save me money later on.

I know I should do more in the way of packing tonight. I may or may not, depending on how awake I feel after all this. But tomorrow I have to get up semi-early, because Kevin and I are going to Naperville to deposit checks, buy parking permits and he's getting his books.

I hope I get to talk to Michelle again before school starts. I don't really have any questions or anything for her,.. well, I do have one. I'm wondering if she knows her definite schedule already. But, aside from that, I just kind of want to talk. Because we're going to be living together starting Sunday and it would kind of suck to start it off cold. That's how living with Cathy started. It was a bad sign. At least we've already worked out a bunch of things. She uses a loft, I just use the regular bed. She has a TV with a VCR built in, I have a fridge and microwave. So things are fitting together well. I told her I have a big fridge and that she can use it if she wants, but she said she doesn't use it that much. Well, the offer stands. But yeah... I just keep going over things in my head. I don't want to make any mistakes and I don't want things to get too weird or anything. She reminded me a lot of Lindsey, and I want it to stay that way because Lindsey was such a great person to live with. Damn, I miss her. I wish she still went here. It's weird to say that because we haven't talked in a while, but when you live with someone for 10 weeks or so, there's some kind of connection there.

I shouldn't think about this too much. It's just not a good idea.

But, I have a couple more days to get everything together. Saturday my parents might go to one of their friends' parties. I'll just be here, waiting for it to be Sunday. I swear, I'm taking 2 Tylenol PMs that night, because otherwise I just WON'T sleep. I hate that. Or, I'll just take allergy medicine. Ahaha. That'll put me out faster.

Okay, time to try and do something productive.