hello world from sunny (as far as i can tell through the windows from my corner of the house)Florida. My studying is slowing down from the frantic pace I started at. It's been nice to have time to myself and to focus on a single task. It's strange to be back with my family. I've forgotten how high-energy my mother could be. It's like having a tornado whoosh in and out of the room. 8 am. WHOOSH. "Abi make breakfast! do you want coffee? Where's your brother? why aren't you studying? Get a piece of paper and make a grocery list! Whoosh and in seconds she's off to the laundry room or in her room to get ready for work or doing some crazy manic vaccuuming of the living room fireplace mantle with her handy little hand-held mini-vac. All day it's like this, so i often head for cover and run off to the one nad only bookstore and the one and only coffee shop in town- Books a Million. There I sit and try to study instead of watching the funny parade of people that come by my little corner table (i like corners to studying in, they make me feel safe :)) A little boy begging his hassled mom for a puppy while she juggles a toddler in her arms and a baby in a stroller. "please mom. I'll take care of it. he'll protect the house from burglars and he can stay my room. I'll take care of him, I promise!" poor lady. then i turn around and look at two rather large kids sipping on their extra-large mocha frappucino with whipped cream and chocolate syrup make light saber noises and exchange cards (yu-gi-oh perhaps?). Or there's the "i just came from the beach and I'm so cool" types with their long shorts, tank tops, and shades strut around the magazine section. Boy...I guess I'm not getting much studying done, aye? Better hit the books again, I heard something about pharmacology.... ¶ 19:29