Some members of my "house church/bible study" have found me. I can't be passive aggressice anymore. It's all honesty, no bull shit, from here on out.

I can't decide if I like my hair cut or not (I think I do most of the time--I'm just afraid it makes me look fatter. Mom told me it makes me look younger, so maybe that's an okay trade-off :) )

I'm scared for my dad and hurting for my mom. Having her husband cheat on her and leave for awhile isn't enough? She's got to deal with alcoholism, too? (As if watching HER father deal with alcoholism isn't enough as well!)

We're home safely from PA and now I get to be overwhelmed with packing. AAAAAAAAAARGH.