smileyjess

labor day- the unofficial last day of summer.

welp folks tomorrow is my first real day of school. i know a few of you are actually excited... usually, i am too. but this year? not at all. i don't want to go back at all. it's not that i dont like my school, it's just that i'm scared of it. this summer has been wonderful. cali, friends, beach, sun, tans, concerts, general happiness all around. oh, plus lots of sleep. i think i certainly made up for all the sleep i didnt get sophomore year this past summer. that's something i'm going to miss with the school year once upon us again.

i suppose in a way, i am looking forward to it. i mean, i guess i'm somewhat excited. i love going to school and greeting and being greeted by all my wonderful friends. 'the day long social event.'

so i guess it's not right to say i'm not excited. i guess i am. just not as much as usual. last night, i read until about 1 this morning, then decided to call it a night because i need to get used to (attemting) going asleep at a reasonable time. but i tossed and turned until 330. that's redonkulus. and i planned to get up early and help paint (we're redoing the downstairs living room), but i didnt get up until matt called around 1130. and then i felt sick the rest of the day. i couldnt bring myself to go for a jog. i sat around and drank tea, revised the essays. put on serious face jess. i think the weather just kind of got to me. i hate the cold, and i hate depressing weather because... frankly... it's depressing. when it's cloudy/rainy out, i dont feel like doing anything but sitting and reading. i mean, theres nothing wrong with that. it's just... i'd rather be outside, doing something more active.

i popped dave (UTTAD) in the player and set out to conquer the mess that is my personal lair. rye came over on saturday, so i spent a long time cleaning it then, because i dont want people to know that i'm really the biggest slob ever. i recently put up a ton of pictures of todos mis amigos on the wall in my room, and i wanted to show it to him. so whatever, we go in my room, and right away you have to step over my sneakers. hmmm how did i overlook those? then the rug was all messed up, so i had to fix that. clothes piled on my couch, my bed made, but pillows strewn all over. countless papers and books scattered on the floor, a small pile of all the money i have left right now ($9.18) on my dresser, plus a bunch of jewelry. at least 4 different body spray bottles in 4 different places. bookcase not in order. closet a mess. no more hangers for clothes, so those that are not on my couch are on the floor of my closet.

i think you get the picture.

and i really thought this was clean. clue numero uno that it was not clean? we had to step over 3 piles of random crap to cross the length of my bedroom. it was redonkulus. how the hell did i ever think it was clean!?

so, being the type a, obsessive compulsive person that i am... (at least, when school starts...) i decided that there was NO WAY i could start school with my room like this. so i spent hours cleaning it today. top to bottom, end to end. packed up 4 boxes worth of clothes for charity. finally had enough hangers for the clothes i actually wear. did 2 loads of laundry, all my stuff. i didnt know what was clean and what was dirty, so i threw all the stuff not in my closet in the wash. hell, i vacuumed, baby! (hahah now i actually know where we keep it!!!)

it's great. now that theres not so much clutter, i feel a lot better. so what did i do to celebrate? went shopping. ohhhhh dearrrrrrrrrrrrr.

so that's it ladies and gents. how i spent my last day of vacation.

one week from today, i will jamming with matt rye and liz at dave.