In.

We're in, we're moved in.

Today was hell though...gosh. Hella moving shit, and my mother was getting on my case, man, I was like Damn why did you come. But super thanks for their help, Gerald and Christine and mom, even though she was fuckin stressin me out even more. Gah, I hope no one threw their backs. Still have more stuff, a lil bit, but I'll bring those tomorrow. Then had to come home and write up a roster, which was difficult because of all the people I only knew like 20. Man, I was fuckin exhausted. Knocked out for a few hours.

My room is not empty at all. I don't know how to make it empty. All that's empty is my desk. It'll be like last year where I came up with more stuff from home, and eventually I had to start bringing stuff back down. You can never catch up.

Dude Wildfire is a weird show. She fuckin talks to horses...that's weird. And it's like...a horse soap opera.

Tomorrow: Take Gerald to Mission at 9. Wait for him to take a test. Probably be done by 12. When all's said and done, go to the city in the afternoon, and fix all of my shit as well as stay for the meeting.

Wednesday: I guess I'm driving my mom to Gilroy in the morning. Then going to school in the afternoon. LAST CLASS!!!

Thursday: FINALLY! I get to sleep in. Hopefully. Haven't figured out how I'm getting up to the city, but I am. Then sleepin at 3L for the first time....kinna cool.

Friday: IT'S THE WEEKEND! Going to the LBC, say what!

Mannnnn, AUGUST AGAIN. I remember saying exactly one year ago today, August 2nd. August is a terrifying month. Today is August 2nd.

peace out, enough of that nostalgia.