Confessions, musings, and sordid details of a Generation Y redhead.

not sure where to go. my grandmother announced on the drive from the airport with my mom that she's not proud of me. that she's ashamed. her only granddaughter with the potential for graduating college dropping out, smoking, drinking...not living life "according to God's divine light." and as i've told her, i don't believe in "God's divine light." which doesn't help. but the bitch is staying at my...i hesitate to call it "home"...crash-pad? something along those lines. anyway, she's staying there for the next couple days. joix! so i'm sitting at flour garden until i figure out what to do.