Happiness marries Summer.

I haven't done this in a while. You know...talked. Just talked. Had some sort of epiphany. Had some sort of inspiration, or purpose for living, other than to live and be happy or fulfill the dreams of others, sometimes myself. But those dreams are vague, at times. Well, mostly not. Mine are though.

So being home. I suppose I'm more apt and willing to do chores and such because I didn't do much while I was gone and I feel so guilty for all the lies and making wrong decisions. But again, everything's a growing supplement, hah. Like a vitamin. Everything just helps you go with time, so here I am going with time, hoping not to make the same mistakes again. Hoping not to keep disappointing them and myself. For real, I'm eager to try to prove myself now. I can do it. Because the person I was like a year ago did not disappear, there are just more facets.

My mom's funny. She always makes the corniest jokes. I only take her seriously when she's yelling at me. And honestly, that hasn't happened that much. But yeah, I hope that she gets all that she wants in life. And my dad too.

Summer is...

Picking up the kids. Going out and having fun with the sisters. Seeing old friends here and there. Doing the most random shit ever...

It's only been a week. You know, I've always found that summer tends to die down until the end, then it comes back up again, but then everyone has to leave. Well I hope this summer, only things get better and go up and up from here, in a productive way, in a fun way, however that's possible. Can't wait to move into the apartment. Expect so much fun and randomness. But for now, I really like being home. It makes sense.

It makes a lot of sense.