Home Sweet Hell

Just got back to North Carolina, an 8 hour drive by the way that was awful because of the idiots that drive at this time of year.  I already want to go back to Valdosta.....I miss the people there and the absolute chillness that winter break has brought me.  I know that when I'm up here, they will want me to be perfect and be the son that they always wanted me to be, with a big plan to get a big job somewhere.  But now, I don't know if I have it in me to be a somebody.  I honestly wonder if I'd be perfectly happy just doing something mediocre that I enjoy, rather than putting myself through  the paces in a subject that is just ok.  I really want to try to be a cook, but hell will freeze over ten times before my parents find out...I don't have that much talent at cooking, but I want to learn and enjoy doing it.....oh well, its not that important.  In today's economy I need money more than happiness...FML