Escape

I'm not home, therefore I am happy.

It's just a year...

If anybody has a room in their house that I can rent, I'll take it and then tell off my dad and leave. And I won't tell them where I go. To show that I'm not a total bitch, I'll still send them car payments.

I will disappear every weekend.

My head will explode if I stay here too long.

Unhappy

Why pay to live under worse conditions than I did when I was in high school? I don't have a bedroom anymore, and I can't even leave my toothbrush in the bathroom.

Now I'm getting in trouble for wanting to spend a few nights away from home because my father is afraid of what people might think. Honestly, it'll be him who broadcasts the information anyway, so what does that say about how much he cares what people think?

Then he stops talking about it and says he's too busy. If it's so important, why can't he make time?

I had better get into a law school and get away.

Would you like some ice cream with your cone?

I can't believe I let this whole summer slip away without having a single ice cream cone! Yes, I've had ice cream, but no cones, so I rectified the situation last night by purchasing some at Acme. I was standing there for so long choosing which cone. They have fudge dipped ones now! I went with the good ol' sugar cones though. I liked the cones so much that I didn't bother putting ice cream on the top. I just put a couple spoons of it in the cone and started eating the cone right away. That way I can have 2 cones without feeling guilty!

Same old, same old

Just to let the four people who read this thing know, I'm still alive, but life's a little too boring to write about.