My mom decided to give Jason and I a “trial run” at our dad’s house.
Whatever that means.
Today at noon I’m cleaning my room and packing up my crap so tomorrow we can throw everything in Jason’s car and head out. That means that all through the week I can come home, finish my homework, and still make time for guitar and piano.
I’m so excited that the only thing that could make me more excited is if Jenna Marbles magically showed up at my door and gave me a hug.
We’ll see how this works out.