I'm trying very hard to stay on top of my packing and sorting. I'd much rather run and hide somewhere instead of face the mountains of stuff I have somehow managed to collect over the last 10 years of my life. My parent's basement has been acting like my own personal storage container and I wish it could just stay that way. I have opened boxes and found things still wrapped with the price tags on them (including several text books!). I have filled about 12 garbage bags with clothes (that will go to a good charity) and tons of bags with just variations of stuff.

I like to collect art work and statues and things of that nature from all the places I've traveled to (I found a bottle of unopened vodka I bought in Iceland today - not sure if I want to drink it because I was there in 1997! but I just might). I went on a mission to get bubble wrap today so I can pack up all my statues to bring with me. Let me just say this - I'm not exactly sure how people figure out how things are priced but bubble wrap is bubble wrap and when I was in Korea I got a GIANT ROLL of bubble wrap for about 3 dollars. Today I got a tiny roll for 5 dollars. I don't get it - as my mom constantly reminds me - you're not in Korea anymore.

On another note - has anyone out there seen The Watchmen? or wanted to see it? Dave rented it on Sunday because he and I both wanted to see it - nowhere on the box did it say this is the longest movie in the history of ever with a plot as boring as paint drying!!! Don't waste your time!!! We watched Hellboy 2 the next night (which I like almost better than the first one). Last night I watched Adventureland (which again I liked). While watching movies with Jen and Dave I realized that I'm really going to miss them like A LOT! We're already discussing their trip to Abu Dhabi but I have to not think about leaving Jenny cause it makes my heart hurt - and frankly it takes a lot to do that. We've been apart before but this time it's different..not sure why. I am horrible at goodbyes - when I have to say goodbye to people I realize just how emotionally stunted I really am. I get awkward and I don't know how to act and I just want to run the other way. I have to force myself to not think about the fact that I'm not going to see the people I love for a long time otherwise I might just have a complete mental breakdown. I hate the torture but if I want to be a citizen of the world I have to go through it. When I leave this time my parents won't be with me. They are leaving for vacation a few days before I move. I encouraged this because it will make getting on the plane a little easier. I'll say my goodbyes at home - although we've been through this several times it's still tough.

Whew I just rambled - I guess I zip it so I can get back to wrapping up my stuff.