i can't think of how to get OUT of my house. I actually kept my temper today. Which I hardly ever do.

Once again something small started the argument. I was in the shower so I didn't catch all of it. But of course it was Felicia and Jeff. And my niece and nephew were in the living room. I guess Felicia even got around to slapping Jeff HAHA.

So, instead of rinsing my hair (had just gotten back from gym. sweat soaked hair is not attractive, i've heard.) i jumped out and wrapped a towel around myself and went to get the kids into another room. Jeff was too busy with threats, Felicia was too busy arguing with him, and my mom was too busy screaming about how everyone needed to shut up and she's wishes she was dead and she doesn't need this shit.

I can't wait until I ship for Basic. At least the people yelling won't be crazy ass depressed motherfuckers any more.

On another note, ELIZABETH I'M SORRY I FORGOT TO CALL YOU BACK/ I was really upset about something or I would've talked to you for more than thirty seconds. I'll probably tell you about it the next time I'm home. So Monday night, maybe?

KAILA I might not be able to go to the IMA. Lazy has worms really bad and once I get the money I'll be the only one with the hundreds of dollars to take him to the vet. He's a stupid fucking dog but. You know. Dog > clothes. I'm so out of whack about this California thing. It's eating me up and I honestly don't know how to deal with this.

I need some fucking hugs like WOAH.