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Grey's Anatomy and Supernatural are in the same time slot. What am I going to do? Not the end of the world, though.
I spent yesterday on my bike. I picked up some things I need before I go and dropped off some things that I had but weren't mine. It was nice near the end of the day on the bike, not as smoldering. I’ve always been a fan of a breeze. I returned the Best of Kansas cd back to Amanda’s parents. I borrowed it because I had heard a song or two that I liked; turns out those are the only ones. No Kansas fan am I. Though they do know how to keep their songs stuck in my head.
Had a discussion with dad today about me going in a few days. If all goes to plan, I’m leaving this coming Thursday. He asked if I’m nervous and I am. Not because I’m meeting new people, that doesn’t bother me. That prospect excites me. I’m just worried that I’ve missed something. Some paperwork or time, date, schedule or whatever that is going to throw me off. Like right now, I have a problem with my classes that I can’t fix until a few days after I get at school. I have tests I need to take to get in to what I need. I can’t do anything now but I worry for them. It’s this whole thing and it annoys me.
I told my dad it’s just weird to be the age everyone wants to be. You spend your young years dreaming about what it’s going to be like when you are eighteen and grown up (yeah, haha we scoff at that now) and the older generations dream about what it was like when they were eighteen and their early twenties. I’m there now. Yeah, it’s just that, odd.
I’m very excited and I want to go, but that doesn’t mean that I don’t feel some slight panic as if I’m missing some fine print somewhere. This is why I don’t like paperwork. Too much to read, and too much depends on you reading it.
I’m on the fourth disc of Supernatural. In sequence, I believe the next episode to watch is Nightmare. Watching Route 666 was hilarious; I hadn’t seen it when it first aired whole, missed parts here and there. I love Sam being all cheeky with Dean about Cassie. That was fun times.
Let me tell you about this book Across A Hundred Mountains, everything that is considered tragedy is in this book: dead fathers, dead children, rape, baby snatching, adultery, missing fathers, forced prostitution, poverty, starvation, dying mothers, drunk mothers, shunning of a family, you name it and it’s in there. With all this do you know what the bad thing is? I feel nothing for the characters. They could all die and I wouldn’t care at all. I feel like a bystander, no real connection to any of this, merely watching something play out. The author tries so hard to come across as emotional and full of meaning but it doesn’t feel at all deep. Everything is on the surface so not much digging is needed. I might be missing something, who knows, when I get to class the teacher may be able to point out something deep that I missed (it’s soo entirely possible, I’m not a deep reader) but I just don’t see it. The writing feels like it wants to leave me a message. I really hope it’s a joke because then this book is hilarious.