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Aug. 30th, 2009 09:24 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
2124:
Pulled out clothes for the next week. Now I can start packing the rest of my wardrobe! ((Yes, I *do* foresee a comedic "me attacking every bag I've got in order to find my skirts" if I go dancing next Monday.))
2133:
It is always very annoying to triumphantly fit all your clothes into a single bag, and then remember you have unwashed laundry.
2148:
I own waaay too many skirts. Sigh.
2158:
Totally "I can fit it all into bags!" "No, I can't!" time. Aig. This is a bad part of the packing process.
2217:
"There. That's all the socks in the house balled. Now, back to the accounts."
2223:
God*damn*it, my ass is sore. Offers of assrubs, no matter how well intentioned and serious, will be met with glares.
2330:
I got a 740 on the verbal half of the SATs? I find it strange that, despite it making sense, I now find that number incredibly high. I don't really know why that is --I'm smart, after all-- I just feel my scores should've been more evenly matched. Not that the SATs really matter to anyone or anything once you're in college, but still. Huh.
2231:
Er, by which I mean, Cleaning! Yay!
2235:
Oh goody, I found my 'FUNERAL' signs, which are technically for hanging from your rearview mirror. I intend to hang them on the door. This will be the creepiest way to indicate the roomies shouldn't come in due to sexytimes, ever.
...Not that I'm big on having the sexytimes in my room. I have three roommates. That is too many to attempt to avoid at once.
2242:
Okay, yeah, I have not manage to accomplish much of anything for most of fifteen minutes. More packing can come tomorrow.
~Sor
MOOP!
Pulled out clothes for the next week. Now I can start packing the rest of my wardrobe! ((Yes, I *do* foresee a comedic "me attacking every bag I've got in order to find my skirts" if I go dancing next Monday.))
2133:
It is always very annoying to triumphantly fit all your clothes into a single bag, and then remember you have unwashed laundry.
2148:
I own waaay too many skirts. Sigh.
2158:
Totally "I can fit it all into bags!" "No, I can't!" time. Aig. This is a bad part of the packing process.
2217:
"There. That's all the socks in the house balled. Now, back to the accounts."
2223:
God*damn*it, my ass is sore. Offers of assrubs, no matter how well intentioned and serious, will be met with glares.
2330:
I got a 740 on the verbal half of the SATs? I find it strange that, despite it making sense, I now find that number incredibly high. I don't really know why that is --I'm smart, after all-- I just feel my scores should've been more evenly matched. Not that the SATs really matter to anyone or anything once you're in college, but still. Huh.
2231:
Er, by which I mean, Cleaning! Yay!
2235:
Oh goody, I found my 'FUNERAL' signs, which are technically for hanging from your rearview mirror. I intend to hang them on the door. This will be the creepiest way to indicate the roomies shouldn't come in due to sexytimes, ever.
...Not that I'm big on having the sexytimes in my room. I have three roommates. That is too many to attempt to avoid at once.
2242:
Okay, yeah, I have not manage to accomplish much of anything for most of fifteen minutes. More packing can come tomorrow.
~Sor
MOOP!
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on 2009-08-31 03:32 am (UTC)no subject
on 2009-09-01 06:56 pm (UTC)~Sor
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on 2009-09-01 06:55 pm (UTC)I am excited. City, mine, want be in!
~Sor
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on 2009-09-01 09:41 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2009-09-03 04:43 pm (UTC)~Sor