I Hate Summer.
Is it time for school to start yet?
I'm so tired of being home. I want to go back to school. I love campus. I love being free. I love not being here.
I love just walking down to your friends' rooms and just walking in to hang.
This is perhaps the worst summer ever, I fear. So far, anyway. There's still a month and a half/two months to go, I suppose.
My summer so far:
Bi-Polar step-mother who literally screams at me four out of seven days a week for trivial things (such as loading the washing machine incorrectly). I don't know how much longer I can take this verbal abuse before I crack underneath it.
A best friend ignoring and avoiding me for offenses I know not of. I drove three and a half hours to hang out with her on her birthday back in October during school. She couldn't drive ten minutes across our hometown to visit me during mine.
A family who, for a reason I do not understand, treats me like the disappointment. Yet I'm the child who got striaght A's in school, was recognized as national merit, 33 on the ACT, active in the youth group and church, paying for my own college career, etc. But I'm the problem child and the disappointment. And they make sure I know it.
I love my church, but they shut down all the small groups for the summer, and as I'm too old for the youth group, I'm not a real volunteer, and because there's no college group over the summer, I'm left without a place to really belong.
I gave up a trip to San Diego for all this. Whoo.
I'm so very, very tired of all this. One can only take so much verbal and emotional abuse.
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