I feel the need to mention that I hate being told what to do. By anyone and everyone. Even the smallest commands like being told to text so-and-so can irritate all sweetness out of me. Ask this person that, tell that person this, do this, go there… Blarf. I think this is why I am looking forward to living all by my lonesome self so badly. Sans roomates. I hope I’m ready for it because my time in Dallas is winding down quickly. I am anxious to feel anxious. For now, I am still calm. Just wait, though. When it hits me, it’s gonna knock the shit out of me and will be be a wretched mess. Oh joy, what fun I have awaiting me!