these past few weeks have been the worst of my life. sometimes I wonder whether or not I could be happier if I were just more mature. if I were more responsible, I would probably have saved up money and moved out by now. but nay, that plan is faulty- I need to rely on my mom for tuition.

this sucks, I'm so confused.

moving is so difficult. I miss Richmond so much right now. fifteen years is a really long time, no matter how old you are, and I just happened to be three years old when we moved there. I don't know anything different, and this is just too different and scary.

I'm completely behind in every class other than mass comm, and that's only because it's so dang interesting. I just haven't had the time- or internets- to stay up to date. or will power. I've been so exhausted and emotionally worn out, I can't really bring myself to care about anything.


someday, I will live in my home again.