i'm really comfortable right now. like with the way things are with my living situation. i have most of my stuff moved into my parents house. to me it's not that big of a deal to be living with them again. a had a little over a year of "freedom." to me living on my own was the same as living with them...aside from the whole being able to have sex in my own house and smoke weed in the living room. aside from that it's the same. i can drink at my parents house if i feel like it, and stuff like that. they don't make me do things and aren't all uptight like some other parents. and i'm a lot less lonely living with family. i'll miss my roomate, he was really chill. but saving 600 dollars a month will be great. i'm going to pay off my credit cards, and get a new car (mine's a piece of shit that's going to die soon, i can feel it). my mom said that she'd pay for a hotel room for me to go somewhere for my birthday in august. at first i wanted to go to catalina but then i realized that i've never done the whole 21 year old vegas thing (so even though i'll be 22 this year i'm going to pretend i'm 21). so yeah, i'm going to vegas for 3 days and 2 nights. i'm excited. my best friend doesn't turn 21 til the end of august so she can't come, but so far it's going to be my cousin jessica, hopefully my friend michelle (she tends to always have boyfriends that don't like her going places though), and margaret said she might go too. i just want to shop, sit by the pool, and drink at night (who am i kidding i'll be drunk all 3 days i'm there). 60 days til my birthday. bleargh i forgot what the point of this entry was...oh yeah i'm almost moved back into my parents house. good times.