Right when things are looking up...

i get pulled back down to earth. Things were really looking up for a while. Started talking to this girl Audrey who is awesome and funny and smart and gorgeous and a blast to talk to and hang out with. Then I get the news that I've gotta give my mom her car back. I have been using it since the summer when my brother and I took his car back to Virginia. So now not only will I not be able to go home as much, It puts a limit on the job search. Although, I could get a job writing for the school paper, which would kill 2 birds with 1 stone. Having a job, and being paid to write. Which would be sweet. So I have to go home tomorrow and meet with My Mom, Step Dad, and Dad and talk about how we could finance another car. God Damit I hate money. Its the root of all evil. I hate how it can either make or break your day. Your mood depends on how much money you have. An amount of something. Its ridiculous. For the longest time I have wanted to just not even think about it, but because of the way I was raised and how my family handles it, I have to face something head on that I hate. I know so many people who dont have to worry about a thing because they have so much of it, and like everyone else who doesn't have as much as they would like, it irritates me. Im not jealous by any means, its just the fact that they have never had to struggle to get it. My dad is having a tough time paying the house payment, how is he gonna pay for another car? I just wish he would sue that realtor that fucked him over. It would solve so many more problems of ours, but dude is too proud to do that. "he will get his" is what he says when I bring it up to him. So why dont you give it to him?! Im thinking about filling the papers myelf because im so sick and tired of this. My family has made so many bad decisions with money, it sickens me to even think about them. It makes me want to be as frugal with money as I can be when I get older. Now I know where Mark is coming from. He's a smart ass dude. He shall be my financial consultant. For free. I should really be doing homework, but all this stuff is on my mind and its hard to read about things when your head is filled with a problem that you cant fix immediatley.

Facebook is annoying me with some things, so I e mailed someone about a problem I've been having and hopefully they give me a sweet answer. I get updates all the time of someone I cant be getting updates about all the time. So I hit them up to see if they had an answer for me.

I wish I was in Italy with Max. Im still so happy for him. I wish I was there so I could just get away from everything and hang out with one of my best friends and enjoy stuff with him. We would have such an awesome time. I hope none of that sounds homosexual. I saw some of his pictures and they are some of the coolest things I have ever seen. He takes pictures of the food he makes and it all looks so good. He should be a chef. Makes such good sandwiches on the daily, I wish I had one on me right now. That would be legit.

Man, I really hope I get into the U of M. A change of scenory/scenary would help so much right now. Just be somewhere familiar. With familiar people. And my dog. I saw this video today of this golden retriever trapped in a tent today, shit was hillarious. Reminded me of Tank. Im glad I get to see him again though, thats for sure.

I just wish I was with all my buddies right now, kickin it at Pats or something. Around the bonfire. Bullshittin about everything. I could just vent to all of them instead of this blog. So much stuff that I wish I could just talk to the krew about right now. Nas was right, Life's a Bitch and then ya die.

I guess the only thing I can really look forward to is getting together with Audrey this weekend, seeing Tank, and everything turning around for the better.

But until then America, we shall part.