24 to 18. Alone.

So roomie number one is up in Vermont freezing his ass off snowboarding with friends. Idiot.

Roomie number two is in Mexico with her friend.The parents of the roomies are in Ireland. So I'm alone in a quiet apartment. Its so nice. Most of my friends are out of town...but I don't think I want to be with anyone right now. Its so nice...the quietness that is.


My mother, oh how I love her, texts me this afternoon as I'm going through customs to ask if I'm alive. And I'm like, "what? obviously not..." And there's a plane that crashed into the river. And I'm like woah, freaky. I saw it. It looked like a whale. A big white whale. But that's it. Everyone that was on it is okay. So that's great. Actually....its amazing. I'm reading about it now. Woah...ain't that awesome.

Anyway. I'm going to be online probably all night. At least until 9:30 because I'm kinda tired...jet lag sucks.

Its good to be home. EXCEPT FOR THE FACT THAT IT'S LIKE 13 DEGREES OUT!!!