i didn't think a vacation could be so hectic. i figure as long as i have one night to do something at my own leisure, i'm happy, so i went out to dinner with chelsea and we talked about a plethora of things. i think you appreciate these little things more when you don't get to experience them much. i've also been located to a new area of the house. instead of my quaint little attic, with the cute poorly insulated ceiling that was about to cave in on me at any given time, i have now been situated in my parents bedroom and they are now in the other downstairs bedroom. it feels weird. sometimes change scares me more than it should. having to change rooms scared/still scares me. i don't know why, but it does. is this what it will be like when i actually make a new life for myself outside of these walls? i have a new bed that feels like heaven, though.