day three.
i like the hot weather and all down here, compared to the snow that i hear new york is getting.. but i want to go home. i wish i didn't feel this way. even though i try to ignore it, my mom is a bitch to me every day. she unnecessarily treats me like shit and i hate it, because she's make the trip into what i assumed it would be. not fun. fantastic. at least i'm getting a pseudo-tan. 12 days to go. jimmy, i miss you.
i wanted to get out of the house today so i went to the amazing mall that happens to be around a couple blocks from here, and watched v for vendetta at their theater. yes, i've already seen it but come on...
what's NOT to love??