Ever since I came back home everything has been happening so fast. I have to decide how and where I want to got to school and if I want to live with my mom, I hear news about my ex who Im still not over after almost 10 or 11 months that makes me want to vomit my lungs, I spill my Count Chocula, Garbage is back together(though that may not be new news to you, I havnt listened to music, watched tv, or even been on the computer since Ive been gone), my hair straightener smokes, Im missing 2/3 of my cds and the ones I do have are broken and have mysterious teeth marks in them. Im glad I have Anna though. Anna and Ivy. I wonder if I should call.