there are many things that need to be accomplished in the next 4 days. i need to box up my room. i need to sort out my books. i need to purchase a plethora of boxen. i need to place most of my possessions inside these boxen. i need to purchase school supplies. i need to purchase organizational skills. (anyone know where i can get some on sale?) i need to register my bike. i need to email my roommate back. i need to email my new bishop back. i need to find a job in provo. i need to see my friends who are departing to distant lands. i need to sync my ipod to this laptop. i need to transfer all my pictures to this computer. i need to purchase new underwear. (maybe a blog isn't necessarily the place to share that.) i need to attend various "goodbye/moving away/probably just won't really be interested in you after we don't encounter each other on a daily and semi-forced basis/i was never friends with you in high school, so i might as well try now while it doesn't really matter" parties. i need to do research on this organization (GAH RACHEL!!!) i need to somehow magic $43 into enough funds to cover 7 concerts, living supplies, and food for the next 4 months. (just so you know, those are placed in order of importance.) i need to go through and delete my facebook friends that i don't anymore (and probably never really did) care about. i need to prepare myself for the inevitable and very-frightening
calling. i need to find my way around campus. i need to make a chore chart, purchase list, and friends with my roommates. and you think i'm running out of things, but this is just the beginning. however, to spare your sanity (and to stop this slowly rising panic attack within me as i write this) i will end here.
and here comes the thesis, the big question, the theme of this whole thing.
if i have so much i need to do....
why am i sitting on my couch writing this blog post?!?!?!?
chicago -- sufjan stevens
ah ndiya -- bela fleck
animal arithmetic -- jonsi
LOVE this.
ReplyDeleteI know I say that about every stinkin blog you write, but oh well.
p.s. are the christmas undies not good enough anymore??