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Tuesday, September 28, 2004


Somewhere


When this began, I had nothin' to say
And I'd get lost in the nothingness inside of me.
I was confused, and I let it all out to find
I'm not the only person with these things in mind.



Home: Dad's driving me up the wall, again. One minute, he tells me he loves me and he doesn't care about money, that all of it's for me anyway. The next, he's yelling, hitting, and screaming at me about wasting money we don't have to waste.

School: Again, I'm an outcast. No matter, I stopped caring long ago. I fit in nowehere here, even with Ron's group or Addison's group. They try to fit me in, but there's always a feeling of tension, that what I know doesn't matter to them at all.

Steph's House: What was I on? What am I on still? Why do I keep going to this land where all I get is stares. From her parents; "Touch my little girl and die." From her brother; "Touch my sister and you'll regret being born." And from Stephy; "Touch me or you go through life alone."

I took the easy way out and Now I'm facing life alone. Well, not really alone. Mick, Ron, and Corey are all there, as usual, but even then it feels tense between us. Especially with the question of my moving in soon hanging in the air. And then there's Imi, as we all call her. Though she does have her own problems, she takes time to hear mine out. Lucky she lives in England or I'd ignore all my brain's warnings and try to date her.

And last, we come to the girl who's fast-becoming my best friend. And even closer than that, it seems.

Kei, a regular firecracker. She can write, she can type, and she can joke. That's all I need, normally. She's older than me by a year and few months, but I don't feel awkwad. No, what made or would make me feel awkward nowadays would be that, if I DID try anything now with Stephanie like I did back then...I would be marked as a sex-offender. The court proceedings would happen sometime in January, because of our system, and by then...my seventeenth rolls around and I get branded as a sex-offender and child molester. Just because her parents don't like me.

So, yeah, my life's kind of on tenterhooks right now. Meh, I got school now. Damned freakin' Algebra teachers, they all hate me, I swear. I need to find somewhere I belong.

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