About time.

Jesus. I wanted to be home by like the 17th. And like a week later I finally arrive home, hah. At least I got home, I guess??
Our whole trip thing....It was special. Both good and bad. I don't want to get into too much detail, so I'll just say that we got a lot nicer hotel at Guam for a better deal, and we had a great deal of stress around 4 AM due to the terminal. We made it home, though, so our stress can slightly decrease.
I say slightly because of this thing with the college that is going on. They don't consider me a resident yet, even if we have sent them all the forms that they asked for. This causes my tuition to be like $4,000 more than it should be, which my parents don't want to pay for. We saw this like on the 17th, but (of course, right?) the one person that can help us was out of the office until the 22nd. So we sent her an e-mail just incase and were kind of like "Well, shit, what now?" We got other numbers for different people, but every one of them just sent us to someone else and we were getting no where. So now we get a response from someone, we sent her the same stuff we sent last year, and are just waiting for an answer.
AND.
I have to go through all of my room. Like, clean it to bear-bones. I've already gone through my clothes, but I need to finish my closet and stuff -- like the stuff on the ground that I never see/use, haha.
My mom is going to have me go driving today, and we're going to drop off three massive bags of clothes at the Second Fiddle, hah. Fun times await me.

I wish I was able to sleep in a little more than just 6 ): Kind of lame.