Pre move

Well, it was bound to happen eventually. All of my things packed up in suitcases, new toiletries, new computer, and an overwhelming sense of dread. As is noted by the time of this post, I am currently suffering insomnia over my eminent move out of my house. Never mind the fact that my younger brother has started moving his stuff in to my space (talk about a hostile takeover), I still need to get my things and go.

I guess it's the usual jitters everyone has before they are cut loose from their traditional home with parents and sometimes pets and siblings, but I can't help but feel rather nervous about the whole ordeal. It's not like I've done anything wrong or whatnot, it's that whole "fear of the unknown" deal.

Ahh well, such is the life of the first year student. More posts to follow