I feel like a grown up. I feel like I’m becoming an…adult…more and more with each decision I make.

Yesterday, I booked tickets to fly to California to visit Master’s. Today, I registered to visit there. I’m dealing with financial aid with Doane, housing with my mom, and getting another job. I’m realizing that my family, previously referred to as “dysfunctional,” has morphed more in the last week than Jesse changes her hair color. Life is just really confusing right now.

In the words of Amy Winehouse, “What kind of fuckery is this?”