I said I'd be back, didn't I?

If I didn't, too bad. I was on the phone with mom and had a little mental freak-out about money. As in, the fact that I don't have any. It'll be easier when I get home for the summer and can work. I think that when (*if*) my parents let me have my car after spring break, I'll look for a job. I'll hopefully start working a week or so after spring break. Mom and dad wouldn't agree, but it would help me out, I think. We'll see how it goes. I have to remember that I don't have any bills...I'm golden.

Hmm. This weekend, I want to create. I'm not sure what. I wasn't sure I wanted to go home, but I think I do...I don't think I can freely create with Em in the apartment bugging me. Maybe I'll go home and make my room into a little sanctuary. That would be wonderful...candles...Jack Johnson....ohhh...so healing. :)