The natives here are confused. Suddenly these two out-of-towners mischieviously say "safety" before giggling and quickly vacating the area. They are sometimes obnoxious about it too. Crazy Michigan people. What's this world coming to.

(I wannna come home and play guitar)

When I said that I was going to update this journal today, Ross asked sarcastically, "Why? What's happened?" Good point. As usual, nothing has happened. I've sat my ass on this computer all day and prayed for someone to be on. Thankfully, my prayers were answered, and I got to chat with Jamie for a while. That was a shot of light through the dark ( Read more... )

I have been working on a letter home since June 16, just to Jamie and everyone else back there...I figured rather than send it in the mail, I'll just write it on here, for everyone to see. I love you all, and if you think you're included in my letter...(you probably are) then hey, ( read your damn mail. )

Answer this too please ( Read more... )

Hello, finally found a way to rig Mook (my laptop) to their phone line. It's about 2:32 in the morning here, 5:32 back at home. I've wanted to come back since oh...the second day I was here. It's so...isolated. These people live in the middle of a field, and most of them are gone all day. They have like a million cats, too. There's this one that ( Read more... )

It's been far too long since I've last updated, and I duly apologize for that. It's been a combination for a lot of things, most of which I guess I should post up here.

Friday, May 28 My dad shows up and takes me to get plates and insurance on my car. It's getting closer, I can feel it. Also, I decided to tell my mom to go fuck herself, finally, ( Read more... )

Well, this is my last day here. I didn't think it would be weird, but it is. I mean, school is pretty much all I've done. That's it. And now suddenly, its going to be great not having to come back here. But I have had lots of memories here, and those I will miss. The good ones anyway. I brought all my gear to school, plugged in in the senior ( Read more... )

I just got done writing the essay of my life...in order to graduate, I needed AT LEAST an A- on the final exam in my AP English class, because I've fucked up so badly. The final had two parts, a part with terms and we had to define them and such, and a part with an essay. I took the first part on Monday, and nailed a B on it, which says I'm still ( Read more... )

I don't even want to begin to try to describe last night. All I know is, now I'm not getting my car, my car, now everyone even remotely family related is pissed off at me (for no particular reason) and my friends, my dear Carey, were assaulted last night by a crazy drunk woman and her bitch-The yelling, the hitting, my face hurts...but I could ( Read more... )

So I'm sitting here on this wireless laptop in my AP English class, safely tucked away in a corner, wrapped up in my hoodie, bored. It's a dismal day out today, there's nothing to do and the air is thick with moisture. I looked back into Ross's journal, just being bored, trying to find out more about a certain aspect of his past, when I find this ( Read more... )