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i'm going back home this weekend. back to where things make sense again. to where i can wander around with my sister once it gets dark outside and sneak to our neighboor's yard and lay on their trampoline. and listen to my brother's sweet sweet voice as he plays guitar. then there's mike. he's supposed to take me to his new favorite place in tyler where he says we can see all the night lights and get lost in the moment. and also there's a washer and dryer. which i'm in desparate need of seeing how i have only a couple of shirts left hanging in my closet and have been wearing clothes dirty for weeks now. i'm not looking forward to telling my parents that i'm dropping all my classes this semester and changing my major though. i don't think they'll take that too well. but whatever. i miss certain people. some more than others. some more than they realize. i couldn't be more happy with the way things in my life are going. even with the drama. it's life. and i'm living it. and i'm happy.