Priorities.

My disappearance was not due to nothing going on, because trust me, things have definitely been going on. In fact, possibly too much to even begin writing about now that I've waited too long.

Jake and I went to Virginia last week together with his family. There, we stayed in the time share that coincidentally, I had stayed at years ago. We went miniature golfing almost every night and in the evenings, due to crowds and heat, we would go to Busch Gardens. Our first night there we found a frog and named him Henry. There was a total of fifteen of us. Jake and his immediate family, in one unit. Jake's aunt and uncle, and their five kids, in one unit. And Jake's grandparents and I in another. Surprisingly, I got my own room.

Fortunately, I was able to break the habit immediately of sleeping in until noon. Awaking every morning at 9, in a bed with white sheets and a white down comforter, surrounded by pale yellow walls. Not to mention, my own bathroom! Every morning I would wake up and fold back the sheets neatly, draw back the curtains, filling the room with sunshine, and then take a shower. Hellllloooooooo, home. Needless to say, I got pretty used to having my own room and bathroom. Coming home was difficult, a small, messy bedroom with half the space taken up with bunk beds, and a sister to share it all with. Crowded, very crowded. I felt overwhelmed and started cleaning and desperately trying to organize everything. I finally realized that my room was in no way going to look like the room I had stayed in, and gave up.

I simply have too much stuff, and not enough space. And if I were to get rid of most of the stuff, I still wouldn't have enough space. I guess I loved it there because it just felt right. Waking up to a clean room with no junk anywhere, because of course I've only brought with me what I truly need to survive for a week. Then getting dressed and ready, walk down the hall, where I'd then be greeted by the person who means the most to me.

I suppose that's why they call it a vacation.

I'm no longer closing at work, which is wonderful. Thank you seniority, which is continuing to rise. Although, I'm making less then I was before due to coming and leaving earlier. I'm still looking for a new job, which I desperately need.

Sarah slept over last night. I drove to her work and we both went home and changed. We met up at Main St. and got ice cream at Coldstone. We just walked up and down and talked about life and such. Afterwards, we went back to my house and watched a movie and talked some more.

I can definitely tell I've gotten older. I remember when I despised Delaware and stubbornly said I'd rather not go to college at all then attend University of Delaware. As time went on though, and especially last night, I'm beginning to realize that maybe UD wouldn't be so bad. It's actually a really nice area. College still has me puzzled with where I'd like to go or what I'd even like to do. All I know is I belong in the art department, but where? I've only got a few months left to start deciding. I don't want to go into college undecided, I am decided, er, I just can't make up my mind.

I need to sort out my priorities.
I'm lazy, and I suck at saving money.

I'm $900 in debt.
I need to get this paid off by the end of July.