Beneath The Stars (A Journal)

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17.05.18

I can't stop thinking about camp last year. Our sister cabin and our cabin, 13 people, went backpacking for three days, overlapping July 4th. The night of July 4th, we got in a circle and screamed America the Beautiful at the top of our lungs. Our leaders then gave us sparklers and we all stayed up way too late to be healthy. 

My step brother got expelled last night. He's a fucking idiot. He had a week left of school and he just couldn't not beat up a kid?! He knows how hard it was to convince his mom to take him to that school and now he's gotten himself expelled. What the fuck.

I honestly kind of feel like he needs to go to therapy like once a week, though. I think he might have his own grocery list of mental illnesses. 

I guess I do care for him, but I swear I still despise him. 

I talked to my mom yesterday about him getting more help instead of him just getting grounded. I wish I could get more help, too.

I should be studying for my test next period but I'm writing this. Better go study.

I'm currently in history practicing German from French. (On the settings I changed the 'language I speak' from English to French.) It's trippy and my head kind of hurts, but it'll help in the long run. (Did you know that German in French is Allemand?)

Current Cravings: chocolate, pad thai, and crab cheese wantons.

Red is wearing high-waisted jeans and her hair is in boxer braids. Damn.

We had pad thai for dinner. It was fucking DELICIOUS.