I don't know why I do it. But it seems that everytime I have to meet some deadline that involves me packing my things, or moving I always put it off to the last moment. I've known that I was moving for months. Yet I didn't finally start getting things in order until this week. It's the same deal when I go on leave. I stay up all night and pack all my shit in the morning in a mad rush to make it on time. It might be me trying to hold on to what I have. Not letting go until the last possible moment. I could be that I'm an immature prole who shuns the responsibility entailed in running ones own life. I prefer to believe I just have problems letting go. Well back to packing I go. I'm gonna have to check out with my squadron completely in the morning. As well as turn all my modem and shit into Sprint. Balls... I hate moving.
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