Carsick. When did this happen? Ah well - back from a weekend of family. I miss my house!!!!!!!!! It's the most displaced, LOST feeling I've ever had to not be able to go home. I think I would've been ok, if my mom hadn't wanted to drive by the old house yesterday. I mean, I've lived there all my life, every significant memory I have of nearly anything has been there. How do you make the transition from that to a soulless new house in a "real" neighborhood? (translation - no woods, no privacy). I'm gonna miss that place.

Easter, apparently, is about candy. And cake, and pie, and ham. I came back a little while ago with Andy, Mike, and Fran, (cousin brother cousin), two of whom actually smoked up on I-84. While driving. I think if I ever had thought about starting, being around them has completely turned me off "smoking drugs", as Fran would say. My 20-something male relatives are my anti-drug. I actually have more respect for Sean now (younger cousin).

Candice left a message here for me this afternoon. That's cool, she might come up here this weekend. Less than a month left before I'm "home" for the summer. Probably spend that time lifeguarding at Lake Winfield, or Lake Compounce once again......hmm. Next summer, I must do something more exciting than lifeguarding every day less than a half-hour from home.

The productive thing to do right now would be unpack my stuff, maybe do laundry, and start homework. I think I'll take a nap.