When he discovered that I was serialising his diary on my website Kevin attempted to come to my house to beat me up. Unfortunately for him, he was refused entry by the Border Police. I would have punched him up the bracket.
25th March 2003
School again, what a monotonous chore it has already become once more. I seriously cannot see the point in why I even go anymore or what the point of almost is these days. The only good thing about today was the pastrami sandwich I brought with me to school, it was tasty. Everything about the rest of my day wasn’t.
A kid called Jerry Thomas came and chatted to me today, never really spoken to him before but we have a few classes together and he seems like a nice guy. Shot the shit about GTA 3 which he has (and I want) and he said I can go round and give it a go sometime – I suppose I might as well as home right now is unbearable. I got back at 4pm to find Mom passed out drunk on the sofa and Dad off god knows where. The family is falling apart before my eyes and there is nothing I can do to change that, they don’t care about me they just want to wash away their grief and anguish with booze.
I’m off to go pick up some weed later, Jerry hooked me up with his guy so I will have a smoke later on to relax, really need to be able to relax as there is no peace and quiet anywhere right now least of all home. I wish I could move out and go somewhere else. What are my options?
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