I’ve unpacked all of my things and restored my bedroom to its pre-college appearance. For the most part, anyway. It’s helping me deal with the college withdrawals. I seriously wish I’d stayed behind to do Spring Cleanup or something like that. Home’s nice, but it’s…it’s meh. Like, for example, today I told my dad that I want to go to the Yankees/Reds series this weekend and he basically told me that I’m not allowed to go out at night. Of course, I was all “da fuck bro I’M 18 already” afterwards and he took it back, but that just shows you how limited I am. Fuck.