I tried to write yesterday and it fucked up so I decided to do it today since I had to goto class. My first class was english comp and my professor is pretty cool. I had to write a 2 page essay my first night but what can I expect at least I got no homework from her yet. I'm sure there will be some tonight though. Last night I had college algebra until 9:45 and my professor is the superintendent for the school district in the city. The ppl in class were all older ppl in their middle ages except Craigs cousin in-law but I don't really like her much. I got 2 chapters for homework ugh. I hate math. At least this class is only once a week. Craig and I are discussing raising my lil brother Nevan because my dad is back in jail and his wife doesn't care about him. She left him with her mom to take care of and her mother doesn't want to raise another one of her kids (her others aren't my siblings). To be honest I don't really want to raise a kid yet either but hes my brother and I love him very much. I'm afraid if I don't take him he might end up in CPS custody. If I were to take him he would not call me mom I am his sister and would raise him as such. I don't know we'll have to see how it all pans out. Why is it that the kids have to play parent huh. Why can't they be responsible?