It has been a few days since I published the semi-awkward-don't-really-know-what-to-say initial post.
I'm not going to say my state of euphoria is waning, I just think I'm reaching the point of "Let's get the show on the road, folks." By this point in the week, most everyone has returned to their respective universities and the daily grind of "college life" has returned in a rather brash fashion.
It might just be me, but I feel like I am still trying to comprehend why I am not still sitting in accounting, having incredible discussions in Katchen's UC200H class and living life in an awkwardly-designed dorm room choked full of an unhealthy amount of London paraphernalia. Where did the last semester go?!?
That's not to say I miss it, because it was getting rather dull going through the same routine over and over (despite having a penchant for a routine lifestyle).
Where is this post going, you say? In truth, I sit here at 11:11 AM (make a wish!) with a whole lot of nothing to do. I say that whilst sitting on 3/4 of the clothes I own, albeit clean ones, that wait patiently to be chucked in a suitcase and shipped across the blue pond.
Ahhh, packing....The bane of my existence. It really is something that, no matter how many times I check, recheck and use OCD folding techniques; forgetting a pair of socks, toothpaste or that infamous belt is inevitable. I made an executive decision when I returned home from Capital to abstain from the art of "putting clothes away."
It would be utterly pointless to put ANY of those pesky garments into drawers due to the fact I would be packing them back up in no time at all.
This decision has proven to be good and bad. Good because the time and (little) effort it takes to fold and insert into their respective drawers is put to better use by doing (nothing). Bad because my already warm down comforter is now as warm as a North Face Inferno Sleeping bag. All of this means I get quite toasty underneath that thick layer of cotton and polyester. We all know how lovely it is waking up coated in a thin layer of slimy sweat. mmm mmmm good!
So packing...Despite the never-ending "put your clothes away" command by the parental units, the clothes are going to have to wait another 5ish days to be folded and packed away.
That's all for now.
Cheers!
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