really had to move.

[ilikemybed]

it is almost over. the semester, that is. and after that there is a slight break before my adventures abroad. i am ready i think. the little things are getting to me. the dishes. the recitations. the endless and repeating conversations. this is just how i am though. i am never content with one place and its pros and cons for very long. at least i have the mobility of more than one place.
i am rather disappointed in myself about some aspects of my life. i should know better than to revert back to things i know aren't good for me. i have made a lot of progress, and some of that i am not letting go of, but at the same i don't trust myself enough to dive back in. it really would just be a flaw in judgment. but sometimes i think it is all or nothing.
tomorrow i have to get stuck in the arm. for the privilege of traveling to a third world country. and at eight thirty in the morning.
there is a book that i am supposed to read. and i bought it. i know i bought it. i remember seeing it on my bookshelf. but it isn't there now. or anywhere for that matter. just gone. into thin air. the same thing happened to me around this time last semester. sometimes i can't help but be superstitious.
what is he trying to say?
if you please.
i am on my bending knees.