*sighs* I don't even know what to say here, because I don't know how and why I feel right now. Maybe mom's right.. christ I hate saying that. Maybe her attempts to flex her "mommy muscle" aren't all in vain. Maybe I am as young, immature, self-absorbed, self-centered and selfish as many people believe I am. Maybe I really am as stupid as I feel I am most of the time... maybe I really can't bloody do it. Maybe I really am just kidding myself with this whole "vocal performance" thing. Besides, my dad won't help me. I'm drowning financially, and I just want to go home. I want to sleep in my bed, with my dog at my feet. I want to veg in front of the tv watch martha stewart living all day. I want to walk downstairs and have a kitchen full of food. I want to be able to play piano when I feel like it, instead of having to walk over to FAC every time I want to sing or practice piano. I just want to be home. Is that so damn wrong? I just want my cushy QUEEN SIZED bed and my room, and the bathtub... god I want my bath tub back... I could sit in there and read my homework, I could sleep in the sauna... I could curl up on the couch in front of the stereo system and fall asleep reading a book. God I want to go home. I just don't care about anything else right now... I just want/need to get home. *cries*