Journal Entry 29
-Never argue with an idiot. They will drag you down to their level and beat you with experience.
The mom started going through my suitcase again. I kept hoping that she’d find my tampons, and then do something that would get me out of here today. The shower isn’t clogged anymore, but it’s still disgusting, and the water is still nasty. If I could get out of here fast, maybe I could focus on doing something other than bitching and moaning. And now the music is back. I can feel it, and hear it, and even Metallica can’t drown it out. There doesn’t seem to be much left for me to do. All of the clothes from the laundry basket are spread across the floor again. At least I finally have new sheets on my bed, and a new “blanket” which is just a second sheet again. Read the rest of this entry »