I just had a thought. You know, alot of people, in hard times, just want to go home. That thought never crossed my mind. I mean it has, but it's been shot down every time. How can I get anywhere if I go back home? I have to go forward. Even if that means going to school every other semester, then that's what it means. I mean that's cool with me, because I'll be on my way sooner or later. Going back does nothing. Only forward from here. I'll figure something out, I know it. I have to. Every problem has a solution, no matter how hard, compicated, or intricate. Nothing is impossible.