So you know that feeling you get when you realize your project is due the next day and you haven't finished yet? That feeling you get in your stomach. It doesn't hurt, it just feels...bad? I don't know how else to describe it, maybe it's a panic attack. Who knows, but that's what I'm having now...I think?
It's time for me to move into the dorms of Berkeley. I don't have anything packed. Literally nothing. Well, maybe I'm exaggerating, I have bed sheets and a picture. Haaha... -_____-'
But I don't think that's the reason why I'm feeling "anxiety"
It's probably not the fact that I won't see my high school friends again either. Not because I don't like them, it's just the fact that Berkeley is so close. I'm practically a 15 minute BART ride away.
I think I'm feeling this way because something big is going to happen. I'm moving out from my home.
Haha, I don't even know how to blog right now, there's just so much I have to say.
Today, my sister said to me "You know Tim, once you move out, it's not going to be the same anymore. You're going to visit on the weekend, but it's only going to be temporary, you're just going to go back to school the next day."
Hm, I guess that's all I have to say right now. Or at least all the stuff I can put into words.
Saturday, August 22, 2009
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