The Wandering Soul

Don't mind me. I'm just trying to find my calling here in the vast internet.

Tomorrow. (Or, today, depending on where you live)

This is it. Come Monday, I shall begin my life as a college student. I've got all my stuff set;

Pens: Check

Pencils: Ding.

Folders: Yup

Schedual and room numbers printed out so I know where I'm going: Oh yeah.

Books: Well, I--

ALL the books: .......



One of my books that I ordered online hasn't arrived yet. And here's the kicker: it's the book I need for my first class of the day.


Massive panic attack insues.


Chances of getting a good nights sleep today: Not likely, but possible.


Anyway, I got to wake up early tomorrow. My first class starts at 8:00, and trying to find a good  parking spot at the college that I will go to that shall remain unnamed is similar to doing one of thoes I Spy books through a straw or trying to find Waldo at a Waldo convention.

Which is just great.

So, after my first class ends at around 10, I've got until noon to do something, most likely eating lunch and maybe updating a few things. (Haiku, most likely)

Then I've got another class from noon to 2, and that will be the end of my day.


Hopefully I won't die.




Stay awesome,


If you are reading this, you have survived your entire life up until this point. You have survived traumas, heartbreak, the different phases of life...

And here you are.

You go, person.

You're awesome.