The beginning, the end, the summer, again.

I've been resting today, after reading some Hannibal and playing some music at my dad's old residence, sleeping to get cigarettes off my mind, but it has given me energy to do something tonight, something like Battle of Bands in Vandalia. It's nice to get out and do something after nine months of hermitood--I made that word up maybe-- and all the work that came with school. I wish there was something I could do to keep Stephanie from getting down, depressing herself for no reason, but there's no rides to her place and back, only one way at best. My mom is working a few nights this weekend, working the night shift and seeing some nasty stuff I'm glad I don't see, which is good for all of us for a multitude of reasons: my mom needs the money to keep up her fast food addiction, I can sneak out without her knowing and every in my household feels a pressure off their shoulders when she's not around to cause problems, yelling and belligerently arguing about diminutive issues. I could smack her, she makes me so angry with her stupidity, and I, somehow, still plan on staying here after I finish High School, unless things change more than expected.
Keeping you posted on my tedious life.