Am I Wrong?

[pseudolollipop]

Honestly, I think my patience has been tested wayy too much lately. I can't wait to get home. For real. I guess I miss being held in higher regard and I really miss the fact that when it was my word against someone else's, my word actually meant something. God, I am so sick to death of being the perpetual bad guy. You know what, at least I'm getting out my frustrations instead of letting them bottle up. I don't want to explode, so I'm going to get what I need to out. I have a temper, so it's definately not the greatest idea in the entire world to let things build up... And I know I'm going to go psychotic the next time I get cut off. Seriously it's rude. And uncalled for. Maybe I need the winter break more than I thought. Sure things might suck with family, but I know my homecrew will be the pick-me-up I've been needing lately. A whole month to spend with the people who know me inside and out where I'm not the bitch or the bad guy... Fuck why do I ever leave home? Whatever, I'll be back soon enough. And there shall be great rejoicing. Oh and there will be lots of fun activites planned, haha, but we're not inviting people who don't want to be there. Or people who haven't bothered to keep in touch with anyone. And no I don't feel that is a wrong thing of me to do, it's perfectly justified. Why force people to hang out with people that don't mean anything to them? Yeah. I need some sleep.
I hear her voice in the morning hour she calls me, the radio reminds me of my
home far away.
And driving down the road I get a feeling that I should have
been home yesterday, yesterday.
Country roads, take me home to the place I
belong.