Try to forget for one more night that I'm back in my flat

So, I'm back. Today was a total clusterfuck (I hate delays, grrr), and found that one of the ornaments I brought back broke *sadface*. And it was so hard leaving...Bri knows why. J'taime àilleagan.


Other than that...hmm. The Cliks album I ordered with the last of a card taht needed used was waiting for me, just getting around to listening to it. My cat's pissed at me, but I expected no less.

I'm sad, but glad to be home. I think. For now anyway.

What do you expect from a sixteen year old yo-yo?

One good thing: I figured out that if I save an average of $20 a week, I'll have the money for my surgery in ten years. I currently have $40.79 in the fund. Also, once mom gets over to help me so I don't screw things up, I'll be ordering my first binding shirt with the gift card my uncle gave me, whee!