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Aug. 19th, 2007 07:44 pmPeople should distract me, quick, so that I don't think too hard about my parents leaving Tuesday morning, because otherwise I'll start crying. Again. And that would be annoying.
'Cause, see, I've met a lot of cool people here already -- my roomie is nice, and likes Dane Cook, OH AND for those of you who know my extremely unusual real name, there's ANOTHER ONE TWO ROOMS DOWN, and she's never met another one of us either. And my room is really very nice, spacious and with a nice window seat and a nice desk and a nice closet and a LOVELY fridge. And all my books are lined up in front of me, and all my clothes are put away neatly, and it's lovely to have everything in its place for the moment, since it definitely won't stay that way. I wish I had a camera that worked, so I could show it all off.
And moving in went really smoothly, surprisingly enough, being helped up seven flights of stairs by volunteering Greeks, and I saw my friends from last summer, and I'm in the same dorm as last summer, and if I want, I can go get iced chai at Kiva Han tomorrow.
So everything is really pretty awesome.
And breaking down into this emotional rut I've worn re: leaving my parents, or having them leave me, would really spoil the awesomeness. And I'm being ridiculously easy to trigger -- just writing that last sentence made me tear up.
So people should distract me. There should be a floor meeting, or you guys should link me to stuff, or I should do some RP. Anything but thinking or writing about how sad I am, and how scared, because at this point, it doesn't do anything but reinforce those negative feelings, and that's utterly unhelpful.
I wish someone from the dramaturgy department would send me some more details about when we're leaving DC on Saturday. Midge, we've talked about getting together, and I'd love to at least see more of you DC folken, if only for, say, a few minutes at a coffee shop. But first I need to know if I'll even be in DC Saturday morning, or if that's when we leave.
And now, there is a floor meeting to be had, but that doesn't cancel out the request for distractions.
ETA: Have been talked into investigating the Apples to Apples game in another dorm. Back later!
'Cause, see, I've met a lot of cool people here already -- my roomie is nice, and likes Dane Cook, OH AND for those of you who know my extremely unusual real name, there's ANOTHER ONE TWO ROOMS DOWN, and she's never met another one of us either. And my room is really very nice, spacious and with a nice window seat and a nice desk and a nice closet and a LOVELY fridge. And all my books are lined up in front of me, and all my clothes are put away neatly, and it's lovely to have everything in its place for the moment, since it definitely won't stay that way. I wish I had a camera that worked, so I could show it all off.
And moving in went really smoothly, surprisingly enough, being helped up seven flights of stairs by volunteering Greeks, and I saw my friends from last summer, and I'm in the same dorm as last summer, and if I want, I can go get iced chai at Kiva Han tomorrow.
So everything is really pretty awesome.
And breaking down into this emotional rut I've worn re: leaving my parents, or having them leave me, would really spoil the awesomeness. And I'm being ridiculously easy to trigger -- just writing that last sentence made me tear up.
So people should distract me. There should be a floor meeting, or you guys should link me to stuff, or I should do some RP. Anything but thinking or writing about how sad I am, and how scared, because at this point, it doesn't do anything but reinforce those negative feelings, and that's utterly unhelpful.
I wish someone from the dramaturgy department would send me some more details about when we're leaving DC on Saturday. Midge, we've talked about getting together, and I'd love to at least see more of you DC folken, if only for, say, a few minutes at a coffee shop. But first I need to know if I'll even be in DC Saturday morning, or if that's when we leave.
And now, there is a floor meeting to be had, but that doesn't cancel out the request for distractions.
ETA: Have been talked into investigating the Apples to Apples game in another dorm. Back later!
