Am I supposed to fucking give a SHIT? I guess I missed that bulletin. Yesterday was nice I guess. Interruption is constant, even after what she said to me. I don't really care though. I'm done caring. I am me, If I have to fill out a fucking application to get away from the cafeteria, FUCK THAT. And he, oh he spaces off when I talk, and then he utters one fucking question in the middle of my sentence, and daddy dearest is all ears. I just want to go home....... Two weeks has been "a while." being here is driving me fucking nuts. I'm tired of having no privacy, and having no idea what is going on in the world, being kept awake by their conversations and lights. I live out of a box and off of a couch. golly gee, isn't that just lovely? Well today I have nothing to do. And they will go out somewhere. I will stay. Agenda: read computer take pictures paint