Round and round we go...

I hate endings. I really, really dispise endings. I get so caught up in the excitment of new beginings that the end of things always just drags by. I'm probably one of the only people who, in the last week of camp, fervrently wishes it to be over so it will just be done!!! Even if where I'm going next is going to suck. Talk about awkward beginings, after almost four years I'm moving back home. Not only that but my sister moved back home earlier this year and is now going to school in my home town. Just to top it all off I have to work for money this year, something I have always failed misrably at. I can work at a job I like for little money and long hours. Yet working for good or great pay at a 9-5 job drives me insane! Here's hopping I can find a job I like. Fat chance.