Dear Journal:

After reflecting the past daring weekend, I lust and yearn for more of it. I was not satisfied with the time I spent with Zack. I wanted more but I just couldn't. Maybe it was because of the drugs or maybe it was because I was extremely tired. Either way, it was completely awesome! If you read this Zack, we should do it again. Only the next time, we'll need more time. Bevie liked you as a person. And Karen really wanted to see you. So it was all good and just.

Anyways. It's so weird living with people again. I just got used to the house being mine. I was able to go outside and smoke whenever I pleased, walk around nude in broad daylight if it was my liking, play my music extremely loud while being cognisant of the neighbors and what not, and just having fun by myself. It was great. Not this week, but the week after will be my Winter Break from school. So I'm hoping I'll be alone most of the time. But then again, I want car privilages.

Anyways. Tomorrow is my meeting with Neville. We'll see what he has to say about it. I'm not fucking around with this shit anymore. I'm tired of this shit.

Jonah is such an annoying person. Bevie and I were playing with the dogs, right? Yeah, we were being rough and all, but not hurting them in the least. Anyways, Jonah was in his room and then decides to interfere with us. He's so obnoxious like that. Like if Bevie has something of his and he notices it, he'll go out of his way to take it back. So he's being a piss ant about us "beating on Sam" when in all actuality we weren't and it was none of his business. God, not only does the kid need to bathe, but he needs to get a fuckin' life. I mean, come on! Let's bitch about everything and when there's nothing else to bitch about then let's invent something to bitch about! Jesus! He's worse than a flammin' gay guy! So I started shoutin' at him because he was using his pissy-bitchy-whiny-chick like voice to complain about how we were hurting the dogs and then he just starts (out of the blue mind you) bitching about me smacking at the dogs. YOU ARE SUPPOSED TO DISCPLINE THE ANIMALS WHEN THEY CLIMB ON THE TABLES, COUNTERS, PISS IN THE HOUSE, SHIT IN THE HOUSE, JUMP ON PEOPLE, BITE, or ARE JUST BEING BAD!!!! You have to establish WHO is BOSS and that would be the HUMAN. Not the dog. God damn

Anyways. It's after midnight y'all so I'm going to get to bed. Oh, GOOD LUCK TOMORROW KAREN!

Good Night!