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I have an assignment to finish. hello livejournal.
in 6 hours i will be packing that ass up and moving home.
it's a weird feeling to think that when i wake up tomorrow i won't turn off my alarm and turn on the computer until i fully wake up.
it's weird to think that i won't have to sign anyone into my house for the next 4 months
and that people will probably expect things from me (GET A JOB OMFUG).
it's weird to not be able to get anymore spicy chicken subs, and it's weird that i can't have anymore jesus burgers.
over the course of the year, as i am told is wont to happen, sleep has taken a back burner.
September-oct:bored, 9 hours+/night
Nov-dec: working out more, so i have more energy, 8 hours/night
Jan-feb: World of warcraft, not gonna lie, 7hours/night
march/april: reading week and actual school work + other issues <6hours/night
i wonder what else i could do 60% as much of, over 8 months.
i haven't started packing because i don't want to stay and don't want to go.
it's comfortable here. i've got all my stuff where i want it and nobody complains or tells me it's called a shirt if i want to close my blinds and sit around in my pjs all day. there's always something yummy (until midnight) and i can laze around as i see fit.
but there's nobody here.
now, at home, there's everyone to hang around with.
but at home, my stuff gets moved around in the name of "cleanliness".
and lack of instant success is regarded as lack of effort, especially in the job-area.
and even when i don't have school for 3-4 months, i get daily lectures on how important it is to get my stuff in on time (not to mention not handing anything in late since like grade 10).
i get asked a thousand questions 30 different ways, and for some reason my mom thinks i beat people up for fun.
so i guess the moral of the story is: get me out of my house!
in 6 hours i will be packing that ass up and moving home.
it's a weird feeling to think that when i wake up tomorrow i won't turn off my alarm and turn on the computer until i fully wake up.
it's weird to think that i won't have to sign anyone into my house for the next 4 months
and that people will probably expect things from me (GET A JOB OMFUG).
it's weird to not be able to get anymore spicy chicken subs, and it's weird that i can't have anymore jesus burgers.
over the course of the year, as i am told is wont to happen, sleep has taken a back burner.
September-oct:bored, 9 hours+/night
Nov-dec: working out more, so i have more energy, 8 hours/night
Jan-feb: World of warcraft, not gonna lie, 7hours/night
march/april: reading week and actual school work + other issues <6hours/night
i wonder what else i could do 60% as much of, over 8 months.
i haven't started packing because i don't want to stay and don't want to go.
it's comfortable here. i've got all my stuff where i want it and nobody complains or tells me it's called a shirt if i want to close my blinds and sit around in my pjs all day. there's always something yummy (until midnight) and i can laze around as i see fit.
but there's nobody here.
now, at home, there's everyone to hang around with.
but at home, my stuff gets moved around in the name of "cleanliness".
and lack of instant success is regarded as lack of effort, especially in the job-area.
and even when i don't have school for 3-4 months, i get daily lectures on how important it is to get my stuff in on time (not to mention not handing anything in late since like grade 10).
i get asked a thousand questions 30 different ways, and for some reason my mom thinks i beat people up for fun.
so i guess the moral of the story is: get me out of my house!