oh coming home really sucked. my mom finally deigned to come get me at like three o'clock. when jen showed up with her i was just hugely reminded of all the reasons i did NOT want to go home. hunger, frustration, anger and sadness combined, i was really upset, and there were tears as we drove away. all the way to the highway i was repeating the same thing in my head "don't make me leave, don't make me go back there". this is just a taste of this summer and already i hate it. already i want to go back to school, i want out, i want to be away from them.

hanging out with sara is the only thing keeping me going. that, and the memory of last night.