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Turns out I'm leaving in, oh, 56 hours.
For college.
Good thing it's not freaky at all and this whole week I haven't been super emotional, or anything.
Oh wait.
It probably doesn't help that I've woken up between 3:30 AM and 5:30 AM 4 times since last Thursday, and on Saturday night I didn't go to sleep until 6 AM. Oh, and I have to wake up before 5 tomorrow. Fucking work (except for Saturday, which was basically just total irresponsibility).
My parents are selling my car after I leave, which means not only is this the last week I'll be able to drive in a couple months, but it's (more importantly) the last week I'll be able to drive my car ever. This is very very strange to me, because I've had that car since sophomore year, and it's been the cause and representation of my independence since then. A lot has happened in that car, outside of that car, with that car as my ride to and from lots of happenings, etc. WEIRD.
I'm not ready for this. I have too much to do. Goddamn me for my procrastination.
For college.
Good thing it's not freaky at all and this whole week I haven't been super emotional, or anything.
Oh wait.
It probably doesn't help that I've woken up between 3:30 AM and 5:30 AM 4 times since last Thursday, and on Saturday night I didn't go to sleep until 6 AM. Oh, and I have to wake up before 5 tomorrow. Fucking work (except for Saturday, which was basically just total irresponsibility).
My parents are selling my car after I leave, which means not only is this the last week I'll be able to drive in a couple months, but it's (more importantly) the last week I'll be able to drive my car ever. This is very very strange to me, because I've had that car since sophomore year, and it's been the cause and representation of my independence since then. A lot has happened in that car, outside of that car, with that car as my ride to and from lots of happenings, etc. WEIRD.
I'm not ready for this. I have too much to do. Goddamn me for my procrastination.