Adjusting

I didn't think coming home would be this hard. But it was. I'm actually ready to head back to LA. I got the sample of living 'on my own' and now I definitely want to do it long term, for the rest of my life like every other college-aged person. I got a job, working at a medical supply company. I'm on a production line. It's pretty boring, but hey, it's a paycheck. And the people I work with are great. East Texas is still it's quiet, slow-moving self. I'm definitely a city-girl now. While In LA I learned that I had a slight Texas drawl. *Insert long scream here*. Scary. Not that a slight drawl is a bad thing, it just doesn't suit me.
I'm kind of an old friend visiting the family now. Don't get me wrong, the family's great, but after being gone for so long, I kind of missed out on a lot. The family dynamics are totally changed. I'm no longer oldest sister/second mother, which is cool, but makes it harder when the parents are gone, cause the sibs don't actually want to listen any more.
Well, that all I have to say for now so I'm peacin' out, yo.