Emotion:frustrated.
Random Thought:crap.
What:nonsense.

moved back home.

been driven crazy by my parents' antics. i don't know much longer i can stand living here. it's almost brought me to tears. i'm just so frustrated staying in this space where i don't know where all my stuff is because it gets shuffled into "junk." (according to my dad's standards) i like having my own way of organization, which might i add was pretty damn organized. there are ants crawling all over my clothes, my bathroom, and in my room. no one seemed to care. my parents have been living with the ants in my bathroom for about a month. "out of sight, out of mind" seems to be my dad's mentality as he shoves my stuff into the next room.

my car window is stuck open. it's been like that since the first 10 minutes of yesterday's drive to school. my dad said "bring it into the dealership." i make an appointment which was for today at 7:30 am. Last night, they decide that they will have my cousin take it to his friend. I, unwillingly, agree. and it happens, my cousin calls this morning to tell me that her husband's friend cannot fix car windows. so no car, no radio, no sound on my laptop, no more freedom. i feel claustrophobic, the walls are slowly caving in.

i really don't like living at home. i can feel my irritation slowly come to a boil. i feel trapped in the house. i can't just leave in the middle of the night when i feel like it. can't come home at 4 am w/o playing a game of 21 questions. damnit. that one year was just a tease, and i want more.

school.

it's just "eh." it's there. it's the normal thing. 4 classes, not that bad as compared to my usual 5 or 6. the only reason i have 4 is because 5 puts me over the unit limitation.

future.

not too sure of it anymore. as far as turning dreams into realities, i feel like i've got a long journey ahead of me. one this is for sure, i need to get out of my parents' house.