talk about your wake-up call.

the good news is that i'll have more intimate time with my blog again come this december. yep... i'm moving back home with my mom and brother right after thanksgiving.

and before any of you decide to bring up questions and advice about my decision... just take my word for it: i've thought about it forwards, backwards, upside down and inside out. i'm not happy with my decision, but i believe it's the right one.

it's a risk i have to take.

my boys from back in the day explain it much better than i ever could. they make my drama sound so much more poetic... while still maintaining that punk-emo jaded edge. buy their latest album if you haven't yet. green day. american idiot.

Here comes the rain again,
Falling from the stars,
Drenched in my pain again,
Becoming who we are,
As my memory rests,
But never forgets what I lost

Wake me up when September ends

Summer has come and past,
The innocent can never last,
Wake me up when September ends

Like my father's come to pass,
Twenty years has gone so fast

Wake me up when September ends

my world has turned upside down again.
and in a sad way... it's kinda nice to have things back to normal.