i'm hoooome

at my parents' home. and it's amazing- as soon as i walk through the door into my old room, i turn 16 all over again. how is this possible? i almost want to call my old friends from CHS (yes, i had friends.... sheesh :p) and see what the boys are up to.

anywho, yeah, i got here last night, and am taking off tomorrow. nothing like a short visit to remind you who your family is without reminding you (toooo much) of why you left (no worries Ace, you weren't any of the main factors in that decision). hmm.... there was something i wanted to change while typing that last sentence, but i don't remember what it is now that i got to the period.

oh well.

i'm sleepy. i just woke up from a nap, and i'm still feeling whipped. i nearly said something incredibly horrible just then, but i'm glad i stopped myself. Michael Jackson's attorneys could've been all over me. ack! the temptingness to say terrible things is too great. i take my leave.

Currently:
bah... it's all the same.