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Back from vacation at 4:30AM. I miss Brooke, and I miss driving my car. I miss being good in school. I'm glad to be home, but that doesn't mean too much. The gladness will be gone Monday morning. I'm going to be out of school for a semester whilst earning a bit of extra money and catching up on some other parts of my life. I'll be back in the Spring. UL waited until two weeks before school resumes to let me know that I was suspended. Fucking bastards. So, right now while I should be reflecting on the good vacation that I just enjoyed, and the time spent with family, I am instead worrying about how the family is going to react to this. Fuck. There is nothing that I can do about it at this point. Nothing. On the upside, the vacation was good. We spent some time with Tommy's cousin Chris in Fort Pierce. She rocks. We also spent some time in the oh-so-rich town of West Palm Beach, and a night in Orlando. Mom and I spent a day at Universal Studios. That was good. We needed it. I really wish that I hadn't checked my email to get the reponse from my academic advisor. What has happened to me?