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Today is one of those days that makes me not appreciate life too much. My brother decided to move back in, so my parents decided to kick me out of my room, so he can have it. And put me into the "tv room" which is a room with no closet or dresser or anything so I'll be living out of a suitcase, once again, and it's also the room everyone goes into, so it's extremely non-private. Kind of makes me feel not wanted. I think I'll be leaving this piece of shit soon. I'm pretty close to the decision that I'd rather live on the streets than here.
Didn't walk too much this week. Gotta try to get up the milage next week.
Mon. walked around the block (1m)
Tues. walked to vons (3m)
Wed. walked to mira mesa (6m)
Thurs.-Sun. didn't walk (0m)
So 10m in total which is half of what I would have liked to walk.
edit: It's like when ever I find a way to climb out, they find a way to push me in deeper than where I started.
Didn't walk too much this week. Gotta try to get up the milage next week.
Mon. walked around the block (1m)
Tues. walked to vons (3m)
Wed. walked to mira mesa (6m)
Thurs.-Sun. didn't walk (0m)
So 10m in total which is half of what I would have liked to walk.
edit: It's like when ever I find a way to climb out, they find a way to push me in deeper than where I started.