five iron frenzy - get your riot gear

there have always been things about this blog that i don't like. see, if this were just read completely by people i've never met, it would be perfect. i could speak my mind openly and honestly, say whatever i want about whoever i want, and never have to worry about possibly offending someone i care about. unfortunately, though, the only people that i know read this, are people who i see regularly. sucks for me, huh?
anyway, i went to the library today in hopes that i might get some of my research paper done. no such luck, so it looks like tonight will be another late sunday night of cramming in homework.
on my way home from the library, though, i was overcome with an urge to talk to my mom about a certain problem i've been trying to deal with lately. i talked to cole about this last night, but he was high at the time and i can't completely trust what he said. maybe that is what he believes, truly, but when you're in complete control of your thoughts and actions, you can't always act on your opinions and intentions.
so i sped home and talked to my mom. and she helped me make a decision, as well as pointed out something that i've suspected for a while, but never wanted to admit. (see? don't you hate these vague details? i blame all you readers out there.)
don't worry though, you'll probably find out the first part soon enough. and i'm not talking about the second, i'm too ashamed of it. it'll be my dirty little secret until, hopefully, it shrivels up and dies from neglect.