I have a theory that the less time you have free, the more unexpected time-filling things pop up to fill up the liiiiittle bit of free time you have left. Change of plans, sudden invitations to go for coffee with people you’ve known for years but never really thought of hanging out with, phone numbers written on the smallest post-its (howcome I only find the smallest 3cmx2cm ones when I’m on the phone!?) for possible get togethers that’ll never happen, and just generally way too much too do, and way too little time to do it all…

So all in all, I’m feeling rushed and a bit freaked out that in less than 3 weeks, I’m in England for good and in less than 3 months, I’m Mrs. Peps! So much stuff to put in boxes, so many heart-wrenching decisions about what should come with me and what I should give away or leave here. I just wish I could put my friends in boxes and take them with me!!!

Just looked around, and was reminded by my book that I have an exam tomorrow for which I haven’t opened a book yet. Granted I’ve had that prof before and his exams are never very hard, I should still get kickin’ and read my notes over a few times. *scratches head* My whole evening was spent reading Acts of Gord, the Bible of a videogames shop owner in Winnipeg. Ya know, productive stuff…

I can’t wait for all this rush to be over! Exams, moving over, work, everything… I want to be sitting by the waterfront near the apartment, drink in hand, watching the three reject ducks (I’ll take pics of them someday) bimble around the moorings and get fat from all the bread little kids (and me) keep feeding them. I want to close my eyes and not see a list of a ton of things I need to get done. Or is this constant worrying called adulthood?

Bah, Mishu’s calling me for sleep. Nite!

…Oh and before you start thinking that I’m cheating on my darling, Mishu’s the teddy I’ve had since the day I was born… It just means teddy bear in Polish 🙂