Fuckers fuckers fuckers. I hate it here. I want to go home. I want Daniel, and Michael, and Crystal, and all the little kids that run around in Lake Norden. I want to fight with Kyle, and drink with Wendy, and pretend to be interested in Kenny's video games. I want to clean my room, my real room, in my house. I want to dread cleaning bathrooms at the nursing home. I want to sweat through an annoying bus ride back to Hayti, walk home, flop on the couch, and watch Aurthor and Cyber Chase. I want my daddy, and my hamster, and to sit on the steps outside my back door, and just know I'm home. I'm sick of movies at 11:00 pm, being quiet when I get up in the morning, not having my own computer, and all these happy fuckin people.
Don't get me wrong, sometimes I love it here. But right now, I just wanna go home.
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