packing pt. two

So, I didn't go to the club last night, due to lack of funds. Meh. It would have just been another night of intense shyness and silent lusting after the handful of butch-types that show up. 21st birthday in 2 months, 6 days, and counting, yo. As pathetic as it sounds, I might be able to employ a little liquid courage and maybe APPROACH someone for once. Gar.

And as I'm packing this morning, I'm realizing that the 40% that I thought I had taken home yesterday is really more like... the 35% or 30%. And now I'm gonna have to engage in some creative (read: crazy) packing methods to get it all in the car. At least I'm making good time.

Yawn.

Buh-Bye

I'm just about to shut down my computer for the last time this semester. I'm about 30 minutes from being done packing, and I'm going to hold off on a shower until I get home, much against my own will, so that I can be out of here before Friday rush hour starts.

Goodbye, Cedar Crest College.

See ya next year.