Week 3: The Last Straw.
Here it is. The end of week three. I haven't been home since May 19th. Everyday I grow more and more bored and crazy. I've discovered that my stepmom is a b***h and that my brother is a brat on crack. I've had about all I can stand of STYX and The Dixie Chicks. I locked the keys in the car and dropped thirty pounds on my foot. I'm tired of this crap and I really am on my last mental string...only three more weeks to go....
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