I finished updating the things that ICF will be using for Orientation 2007, which are the information brochures and fliers. My mind is buzzing with serious things that are heading my way. Things like, "When should sausage sizzles be organised? We didn't get to do any during summer because it's all booked."; "Orientation"; "Easter Camp"; "Cafe Night"; "Movie Night"; "How do I do all those stuff that I need to do?"; "DJG, and how do I relate it to music?"; "I need a job. HELP!"; "Studies - am I going to like it? Not that it really matters"; "How's flatting gonna be like? Will it be a safe haven or will it be like the family from hell?"; "Church. Will I have the time to help out more?"; "Are there people that I still need to contact?"; "How's 2007 gonna be like?"; "Will I know an opportunity when I see one, or will I let my fears consume me, and see it slipping away?"; "I never got to buy that nice coat from Naf Naf, freaking expensive"; "How exactly do I confront my own self, so that I can step out of my comfort zone?"; "I still haven't heard that song, and I long to hear for a long, long time. Too bad, all I can remember is the chorus"; .... All of them. And many more. In my head. All at the same time. It's like a million bees buzzing inside a small enclosed area, and each of the bees are emitting its own sound, and its getting so noisy to the point that the noise becomes like "white noise", where everything I hear inside my head becomes like a high-pitched crazy hum, visualising itself as a white light, dazzling me, making me sick. That's when I know it's slipping away. The holidays. It's almost gone.
I've started packing things in boxes.
Ain't long now
Labels: comings and goings
