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I. Hate. Packing. I hate

I. Hate. Packing.

I hate it. With a passion. It's just not GOING ANYWHERE! I threw out a bunch of papers and notebooks, but I still have SO MUCH. It'll be easy to pack into tubs tomorrow, but until then, there's so little I can do! And mom keeps stressing about wanting me home ASAP, and while I want to be home, too, I want to watch AMC with Jennie. I want to cry after I fail my final. I don't want it to be run and go, because I want to have a little more relaxing time and say goodbye to Jen.

I should have sold my books back. At this point, I'm ready to throw most of them out just to get rid of them. I'm getting ready to throw a LOT of things out, including food and stuff that I'm sure I'll want next year but don't want to hang onto until then. <.sigh> This sucks.

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