The Cannon

So.. I'm leaving in five hours.

The excitement has kinda worn off. I mean, I want it to be over and done with. I want me to be settled, unpacked, and back in the groove (for lack of a better description of the "College life"), once again.

I'm tired of thinking about it. I'm tired of talking about it. I'm indecisive, I'm all over the place. It's the worst I've been, thus far.

I just figure I've been happy with my decisions in the past, and there's no reason why I should doubt things won't pan out. I guess it all depends on my attitude towards all the new things that are being thrown my way.

Anyways, I don't really have much to say. I kind of regret not hanging out with my friends more this Summer. I know they understood that I was drained alot of the time, and I don't know whether that makes it better or worse.
I didn't call Aundrea to say goodbye. I hung out with Kim briefly last night, but we didn't really get much accomplished. We didn't go for our usual drive to the beach, and just sit in the car and talk. Erin called too, and I politely declined her invitation to go out.

I kind of feel like I'm trekking through this huge obstacle course, but for what? I'm tired, and I'm just waiting for this fucking prize at the end. I'm hoping that when I reach Calgary, I will feel a bit more...satisfied with day-to-day life.

And I think I will be, for the most part.