I'm leaving for school tomorrow afternoon, and as a result I'm very stressed out. I'm not exactly sure why; I've had a good break and I know I'm going to have a very fun semester, judging from last fall (I've already got 2 parties planned...well, one is left over from last semester, but I never got around to having it. Also I'm thinking of heading up to New York over one of our 3-day weekends.)

But I am very stressed regardless. This morning I have to pack, and if my dad would ever get out of the damn bathroom where he's been since I got up 45 minutes ago, I could get my day started. Grrrr.

After that I have to play Simon Says with Johanna for a while, then later I am going to lunch with Paul and hopefully other stuff as well.

Last night I slept at my parents' house; man that was terrible. I went to bed at midnight and had to share a double bed with Johanna...which wouldn't have been such a problem except for a four-year-old she sure does take up a disproportionate amount of space. Also she had insisted on dragging my mom in, too, so I was smushed against the wall while the four-year-old wriggled around talking to herself in the middle for about an hour. My mom also makes very weird noises when she's falling asleep, and then snores (although claims she doesnt, although relative to my dad I guess anything could be called not snoring)...so I didnt' get to sleep for quite a long time. Then this morning Johanna woke me up at a quarter to 7 (I finally had only gotten to sleep when my mom woke back up in the middle of the night and left for her own bed), noticing my mom was gone, and insisted that I get out of bed and carry her around to find my mom. So now I am just sitting here while my bladder cries out in pain, waiting for the bathroom.