home, home again.. I like to be here when I can
So I just got back from 5 days in ashland. It was awesome.. didn't really get drunk, heh.. but everyone else sure did! Melanie came down too the day after me, it rocked. I got to work a little while I was down there, 4 days, but i'm pretty sure it'll be like almost 200 bucks.. so hurray for me. While I was down there, I figured a few things out..
I have no job here at home.
I have a job in ashland.
I have been told I can sleep on sarah's couch..
therefore- I am going to move back to ashland within the next two weeks, work and get paid.. and sleep on the couch at sarah's. It's just what I need to do.. I need to make money so that I can live outside of the fucking dorms this year, and this is the only way I see it happening. No one is going to hire me for 8 or 9 weeks.. that doesn't happen. So yeah, I am officially going back..
It really makes me sad though, because my family is really sad about it, and they think that they've done something to drive me away.. like I feel like i'm not wanted or something, but that's totally not it, and I need to spend the next two weeks proving that to them. It's going to make me sad not seeing my friends, but I will be back to visit.. so don't you kids worry! Plus they are getting shorthanded at work, which means more hours for me!
After working 9 hours today, I left ashland at like 9 something, stopped by salem, and got home around 2:45... it was a nice drive, me and melanie smoked a little pot, and listened to fucking radical music.. my lungs are a little charred from the cigs and such.. but you know how it goes. while driving back from salem I realized something.. it's weird how it takes you until you are older to understand how truely great the music is you grew up on. When I was little, my dad would always play styx, elton john, led zepplin, the beatles.. shit like that.. and I never really appreciated it until I got older.. it's just weird like that. well- it's 4 and i'm beat. so long, and I hope I can see you all before I leave..... call me or something, leave a little note..
p.s anyone going to warped???
I have no job here at home.
I have a job in ashland.
I have been told I can sleep on sarah's couch..
therefore- I am going to move back to ashland within the next two weeks, work and get paid.. and sleep on the couch at sarah's. It's just what I need to do.. I need to make money so that I can live outside of the fucking dorms this year, and this is the only way I see it happening. No one is going to hire me for 8 or 9 weeks.. that doesn't happen. So yeah, I am officially going back..
It really makes me sad though, because my family is really sad about it, and they think that they've done something to drive me away.. like I feel like i'm not wanted or something, but that's totally not it, and I need to spend the next two weeks proving that to them. It's going to make me sad not seeing my friends, but I will be back to visit.. so don't you kids worry! Plus they are getting shorthanded at work, which means more hours for me!
After working 9 hours today, I left ashland at like 9 something, stopped by salem, and got home around 2:45... it was a nice drive, me and melanie smoked a little pot, and listened to fucking radical music.. my lungs are a little charred from the cigs and such.. but you know how it goes. while driving back from salem I realized something.. it's weird how it takes you until you are older to understand how truely great the music is you grew up on. When I was little, my dad would always play styx, elton john, led zepplin, the beatles.. shit like that.. and I never really appreciated it until I got older.. it's just weird like that. well- it's 4 and i'm beat. so long, and I hope I can see you all before I leave..... call me or something, leave a little note..
p.s anyone going to warped???