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so yeah.. maybe I'll start posting here again. I switch journals like no other, but I never really end up writing in them. I'm starting a hard copy one, with cutouts and gorgeous things and in sort of a day planner style? I dunno. I got a sweet looking notebook/sketchpad from B&N's SCAD designs section, and I'm a little inspired. McC seems to think that it can only help. Working at VS is pretty OK but mostly stressful. Every time I have to go to work, I sigh and just think of how small my bank account is, and how I'll likely have to work at the Poughkeepsie Galleria (ugh) at their VS. I'm getting my wisdom teeth out next tuesday, and I hope I'm not all looped out. Ugh, all I think about now is earning money, trying not to spend it, and sort of passive-aggressively avoiding the phone calls from people at VS--after I put my number up to get more hours. I don't really understand myself, and I like living away from home more than living at home, even with my own bathroom and all my friends here. Don't get me wrong, I love hanging out with everyone, and when I'm away, I only dream of home, but... I feel like I go waiting from thing to thing, waiting to get home and be happy (and I am!) to waiting to go back and have fun there. At home I feel a little smothered, but it's truly my own fault.