GRRRR
JESUS FUDRUCKING CHRIST! I HATE MY HOUSE. The past 2 almost 3 days now I have done nothing but sit inside, read, watch America's Next Top Model , and clean my room. All I have heard are my fucking parents yelling their fucking heads off and I'm sick of it. Why can't I just move? All they do is yell, so in order to be heard I have to yell back. Why can't I just leave when all the boys leave? God...it's so damn annoying. I have two more years here. Two more loud, annoying fucking years here. When I'm 18 and I go to college I'm gone. I'm never visiting them again. When I'm gone, I'm gone. But I'll obviously be back for my friends. Sometimes I wonder if they are the only people that actually get me.