"Home" for the first time in a couple of days.
I wonder what's going to happen over the next few days. It's sort of a precarious situation I'm in, as well as the people around me.. Especially my crazy brother, having surgery and all. . That's making me quite nervous. Quite!
Oi. I just wrote a rather long paragraph about why the title says "'Home'" and then deleted it.. so, I guess I won't really be explaining that. Most of you already know that anyway, if you know my sentiments toward my various living situations. But either way, I am in the basement of my mother's home for the first time since Wednesday, and it's the first time I've been in either of my parents' houses since Saturday afternoon. I'd like to say that it's good to be back, but really it's just stressful. Mostly, anyway. I have some scattered tasks to get done before I go to Driver's Ed at 6, and I wanted to see my horse today as well.. silly complaints, but my mind is too cluttered for me to say anything.. real or good or whatever. This is just an amalgamation of paper-thin thoughts. These walls are paper thin and everyone hears every little sound!
Bobby just informed me that Kayo Dot is playing on November 19th, at the warehouse next door. So, now I'm drooling. That does, however, remind me that school is extraordinarily close and I haven't even gotten the summer reading list yet, much less done my summer French assignment. I kind of feel like totally revamping my schedule, but god forbid that Wootton every let anyone change anything or.. you know.. their cookie cutter mold might explode when it's violently infuriated by someone refusing to fit.
Hummmm.. I'm too frustrated to keep this going. Things are too confusing. You'd think after 15 years and some-odd months, I'd be used to the spin, but this world has me dizzy again.