Still Engulfed

So I guess I leave tomorrow....If I can get out of this mess!

And I'm telling you...this is my room on a better day. It's hard juggling a long distance relationship, ADD, giving myself a manicure, and packing. Yeah, I know that's not exactly what I do every day, but i gotta cut myself slack, right?
I don't even know why I'm writing now..I have so much crap to clear out and so little time to do it!


FUCK.

..Oh. My laundry's done..
So I'm gonna sign off for the night...morning?
Excited for tomorrow..I get to see Neal and Randy and Dave and...I dunno...my new roommates? Hope they're nice, I sorta met em on FaceBook and they seem like a good bunch.
Here goes nothing.

I've been swallowed by my bedroom.

Alright, so I'm getting ready to go back to school this coming Saturday. It's gonna be my second year at CSU Channel Islands . . . . yeah, the old state mental institution. Did you know it's rumored that the song, Hotel California, by The Eagles was written about the place? There's still a lot of buildings left abandoned on campus...well no kidding..with the wonderful economy that we have. But yeah, they're totally creepy. Whatever though, it works for me.

Still don't have a major. . . . still haven't finished packing either. I should probably get to it.

So there. My first blog is about my stupid creepy school. Not the best intro.
But I'm planning on giving y'all a better one tomorrow. Only if I can get all my shit together that is..
My friend Neal's gonna help too....you'll see what I mean later.