Midterm season is almost over. I'm doing pretty good in that area too, so much that I was able to wander the streets on Halloween with no fear getting a project done late. Unfortunately Halloween sucked this year, it just didn't feel right. I fear this might be that whole growing up thing my parents were warning me about. I tried to avoid the parade, but somehow I got sucked into the crowd. I have been in tamer mosh pits than this crowd.



I went home this weekend... I should explain this. I spent most of my time off campus at my mothers house, since its closer, and the town is safer. Though I try to get to my Dad's ever so often to show that I'm still alive. I'm starting to wonder if I should even bother with it now.
I go there only to feel insulted. I'm sure we have all experienced this before.
You go home, and it seems that no matter what you do, it isn't enough and the heads of the household make you feel like a failure. Funny thing is, I don't think either of them graduated from college... so at once I get my diploma I can rub it in their faces. It sounds spiteful I know. Thats because it is.

In addition to stressing me out, this house gives me the office job vibe. Where my father and step mother act like two bosses. So they'll tell me the exact same thing, usually within a few minutes of each other. I'm waiting for one of them to ask me if I got that memo. Or give me a promotion, and by promotion I mean give me my own set of keys...