At around 12:15am I tried to go to bed, and it didn't work. These absolutely TERRIBLE matteresses are so uncomfortable, and I don't know how I'm going to sleep. Couple that with the fact that I have so much stuff running round in my head I can't clear my mind and sleep. I feel like such a fool.
You know, I am so excited and worried about SO many things that can't sleep despite my total exhaustion. College is going to be interesting for the next two weeks or so while I get accustomed and acclimated to everthing that is new around me.
So obviously, as the name of this post construes, I've decided that the best way to clear my head is to write everthing I'm thinking down. Now, what this means is I'm going into the subconscience and will be writing what could almost be called "stream-of-conscience" (AP English with SheFe ROXORS!)
I'm worried about little things, like the fact that I don't know how to deal with Hobos and homeless folks. During my orientation this lush named "Jaun" sat down with us and tried to join our friggin' group! It was so messed up. When we came into Boston, this homeless guy came up to the window and asked for a quarter... you know everyone's got a quarter, and so I gave him some change as we drove away, and I know I shouldn't have, but you know there are people who are legitametely homeless, and need our help, but then they should be at the shelters. It hurts to see the humiliation in most of their eyes when they ask for money. It hurts my heart and my mind because Jesus would help everyone WWJD, you know? So it's hard.
The dorm is really tall, and I am indeed on the 12th floor, and my window opens all the way and I could end it all if I wanted to, but that's not going to happen I don't think. You can see into other people's rooms from up here, so maybe when people change they should think about closing their blinds. My dorm room is a triple, but the third person isn't here, so it's really a double. Kevin is MIA. Kyle is here. I've got no spanish class. I'm not going to be able to keep up with my spanish and that makes me sad.
I did tell you guys not to read if you don't like stream of conscience, so don't feel like you're obligated to keep reading or anything. I'm worried about getting things done here because I am easily distracted, but I can always go to the library, or some where were I can be alone. I don't know. School will start on Monday, (not tommorow, but next monday) so I am glad I have my books. My roommate seems pretty cool, but he likes sports, and I really don't care. Video games, he likes those too, and I'm not a big fan, but he does let me use his fridge to store soda pop. Pop.
Okay, I don't know if that's enough stream of conscience or not, but I should really try sleeping again, I've got to fix my insurance tommorow and apply for Work/Study Jobs, meet people, etc etc. So I should try and sleep.
Wish me luck, help me sleep.