OOOOOOOOokay. I have to leave here. soon. I don't want to. I hate hate hate hate going home. Most of the people I have any desire to see at home are here anyway, those that aren't can freaking visit. I do not want to go home to spend three months under the control of my parents- they aren't even that bad, I just have gotten so acclimated to being independent, and now I have to go back to not being in charge of wher I live and shit. However, there is a small list of good things about going home:
-SIMS 2
-car
-making money (even if the work will be a bitch)
-no schoolwork (by the way, for anyone who cares, chem absofuckinglutely raped me today)
-real foods
okay that's about it. It's not a terrible list, but it's not worth going home. Seriously.
Plus. My brain is so discombobulated. I don't know what to do with any situations in my life. One specifically. I'm not good with... other people. And I feel like by the time I get anywhere with this, I suddenly have to go home.
Whatever. I don't even know what I'm saying anymore.
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