After exchanging some parts, I still do not have the right parts to construct the chairs everyone has been badgering me to construct.
My school insurance waiver has been pending for a month, and the deadline is approaching, now I've got to call an insurance company and sort this shit out before they charge me hundreds of dollars for something I waived well before it was due to be waived. And I have to call the school to make sure they won't cancel my schedule because I "haven't paid" for something that should have been removed from my account weeks ago.
My room is once again full of unused crap everyone is constantly seeking to burden me with. I've got so many clothes my chest of drawers is long since filled so that I've got a giant stack of additional clothing, and still my grandparents and parents seek to constantly buy me more fucking clothes.
Got to dig up my driving instructions from years a go so I can renew my learners permit that I won't use, just as I didn't use the last one, because I do not have a fucking car and will not have one anytime soon. Even if I did have one it would constitute a huge drain on my resources, especially at college where parking is expensive, exclusive, and fickle. But I have to get it, because I can't get it after this year, and will thus have no way to get driving experience to get a real license for when I do end up needing a car years from now. And that'll be great since it'll only push my parents to further try to extravagantly burn both their and my money on getting me a car prematurely.
Going to have to decide what to bring to college this year, as I have finally upgraded from "cleaning closet" to "normal room". I could bring more things, but then moving stuff will be more of a hassle for questionable benefit. I could bring as much as I did last time, but then people are probably going to be even more nosy about my "lack of stuff" than last year.
Have to go to the dentist to make sure my screwed up gumline from my wisdom tooth emerging is going to fix itself, and have to go to the doctor to hopefully finish up my vaccinations. Lots of potential for horrific discoveries there.
Malaise, malaise, malaise. Got to get all this shit straight before I go back to college, and then hopefully get along with my new roommate, whom I know nothing about. Here's hoping he is not as dudebro as the last one, though I will admit that is a pretty safe bet.
This post is as much a to-do list as it is rage.