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all good things come to a fucking end don't they? i wake up this morning to a letter at the end of my bed from my uncle brad, i have to give him my house key and be home by 530 from now until i move or i don't have a way to michigan. sweet, huh? basically. fuck that shit. i'm entirely too pissed off to be at school right now, i'm about to go AWOL. whatever. i hate this stupid shit. he put a video camera in the house SEVEN days before i am supposed to move and caught my friends and me in the house watching a movie! seriously, what the fuck. we didn't do anything wrong, and he freaks. he said he's going to have them arrested if they're there when he isn't again. but what the fuck ever. i'm packing my shit tonight and i cannnnot wait to come home. now myspace is blocked on the school computers. what the fuck ever.