Coming home is like a big friendly reminder of the good old days... locking myself in my room and counting the hours until I left for college.

So right about now, I'm locked in my room counting the days until I return to college.

There are two things that disgust me. One being my father telling my sister he is going to break her legs and send her to the hospital tommorow instead of on Wednesday (when she will be going in for surgery) unless she does some stupid mindless chore he thought up, and two, the half naked men in the entrance of Abercrombie, that for a dollar donation (to charity?) you can "cuddle" up to for a quick picture.

Life has to be more than this.


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And yes Brian, "cuddle up to" is somehow incorrect grammar. If I only knew how to correctly say that, I would. I bet "thought up" is incorrect as well. Hmm.
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People wonder why I chop off all the knights heads in my fairy tales. Wouldn't you if he was out to chop off your legs?