In preparation for move out day the second week of June, I've slowly been packing up my room and throwing out the things I don't need/want anymore. It's funny, I've been finding things that I brought here that I didn't even remember bringing, such as my doublespaced written all over copy of Harry Pothead. I must have meant to finish editing it and rewrite bits, but I guess I forgot. Perhaps I'll finish that over the summer. Hopefully I haven't lost my ability to be completely random and weird. 8th grade when I wrote that was such a long time ago...
Getting rid of things is so hard for me! Even things I don't use ever. Or like the collages I've made, or drawings I've done. I have so many pieces of paper that I have nothing to do with but throw out. It's ridiculous. If I could go back in time and tell my past self anything, I would tell me to not hold on to things so much. It's just a pain to lug around with you everywhere you go, and a pain to get rid of when the time to get rid of it comes. The past moves I've done over the past couple years or so have really helped me to narrow everything down to what I need and what I don't, but I'm STILL wading through papers and "art pieces" and silly little things. Ugh, whatever.
I signed up for my Fall Quarter classes yesterday. I have English 263, which is a creative writing class required for my intended major. I also have Biology 101, since it's under the General Education requirements that I still have to fulfill. And I'm also taking Philosophy 201, introduction to logic. I've heard that one is pretty hard, so we'll see. It fulfills one of the sections of Basic Skills requirements. After that, I only have to take a math class and one more science class, and then I can declare my major and start taking classes towards it. Pretty exciting!
I can't believe Freshman year is almost over. It feels like Hogfarts. Like, I live here and have adventures and stuff, then I go back home for the summer to live in my cupboard under the sink with my pet platypus, Hedgepig. I like the dark. It's cold and cramped and damp and that's where I'm staying!! Haha, oh Harry Pothead, I have missed you my dear character friend :)
Ah yes - the old "What to leave out, what to leave in" dilemma (Bob Seeger, "Against the Wind") ... We got this big pile of stuff in the corner downstairs covered with a sheet ... there are about 300 or more old casette song tapes! There is some great stuff on those! Books, pictures, boxes of trinkets (A couple of your old art works!), etc. etc ... I am glad I am not moving soon too!
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Of course there is also always the old poem - something like "We are but Campers on some distant shore ... blah blah ... tie yourself not to a wall for you must leave or it must fall."
Oh he does blather on ... carrots, oats, pellets, some greens, Baxter - in. Anythng else - out. (Especially stinky cat food.)
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