Weight Grounding

I have so much to do! I move out of this dorm tomorrow. Completely out! I still need to find my RA and tell her about a few things, namely that I need to use the school storage. That girl is impossible to find when I actually need her. Tonight, my plans were mostly to study for an exam I have tomorrow afternoon. I'm not studying very efficiently, but I'm glad that I've done what I've done. I still have a really intense part to do to prepare for that final, but I'm trying not to stress about it too much. I don't need to add to the pile of stress.

I really don't like my roommate. Like, a lot. I'm considering giving her an exit interview, because she is truly awful. Well, I guess it's possible for her to be a lot worse. But as she is right now, she is no good, and I feel sorry for whoever has to live with her next semester. I still haven't told her I'm moving out. And I don't think she really knows it yet, either. She's supposed to have gotten a note in the mail, but I know that she is pretty bad at checking the mail.

I'm going to wake up early tomorrow and start packing. I'm confident I can get it all done tomorrow, if only because I've been planning it and visualizing how to move the fuck out of here for the past month. My roommate will probably try to sleep in late. I'm going to avoid unnecessarily loud noises, like a blow dryer or the microwave, but any loud shuffling noises or accidental crashes will not be stifled. And if at any point she complains about loud noises while she is sleeping, I flip her off. Fuck you, roomie, you have been noisy all semester while I try to sleep. But I'll at least take the high horse, and not have people over while she is sleeping.

I should stop complaining. I'm leaving tomorrow, it doesn't matter much anymore. But I just don't like her.

I can't wait to be at home. I really want to see the cat, and sleep in a quiet place on a soft bed. Being at home means all of these things are over and done with and there's nothing more I can do, so I can just sit back and relax. And then like a day after I get home, Griffin shows up. It's a recipe for fun and relaxation. It will be great. Even if things go wrong somehow, they will still be great and fun. Yay, life!