Home

They say anywhere can be home as long as your with you're family. I disagree with that statement. Right now I feel like I don't have a home. I know this might sound like I'm whinning or whatever but just shut up and listen. I have been cursed out of Traverse City by the evil Jehovah's. Even though I love that place and I spent ten years there my family isn't there anymore just an empty house. Everytime I go back something bad happens. So I think the evil Jehovah's Witnesses cursed me when they had there meeting about my wrong doings. Then there is Mount Pleasant well who wants to call this home. That sounds kind of harsh. I have had a lot of good times here in Mount Pee Pee. Like trudging through the ice storm becuase we just had to have the first season of Grey's Anatomy, 11am theory freshman year: reading the sex column before Scott came in the room and listening to A.J Garr make some crase comment about it, staying up till 2am doing his take home quizzes that 80% of the class failed,telling Shannon to shut up when she tried to teach the class or do sudoku, crying before sightsinging test. hahahaha Now that I don't have to take those it makes me laugh to think how dumb I acted. It's just a singing test it's not brain surgery. Speaking of brain surgery watching our Sunday night specials of Desperate Housewives and Grey's Anatomy. Oh Dr. McDreamy. More fun times sneaking alcohol to the Herrig classroom and drunkenly practice till all hours of the night. No wonder i didn't get anything done. Most recently drinking a whole bottle of wine during midterms becuase i couldn't handle having 21 credits. Also the Emily and Lynzi adventures which we always seem to get into some sort of trouble. The Paul Stanley concert, that wasn't trouble the party before it was but the concert was amazing. Our Halloween adventures to MSU and the Midland Cemetery. We always have our creeper, dude- bro, college boy stories. Never a dull moment. Then all the parties that none of remember because we drank too much tequilla.
I didn't me to go down memory lane but it makes me feel better to think about the good. Most of my friends are here in Mount Pleasant but it's not really a place I can fall on. A place where I can say honey I'm home. But if I have to make it that way so be it.
Now for the Florida stories which most of you have heard and some that I shouldn't say but am going to anyways. I have never felt uncomfortable with my family until this past holiday. My dad is off in lala land not realizing that my family really doesn't want to be there. He thinks it's cool it's 85 degrees on christmas. Everybody is secretly angry at each other but won't say it out loud so there is this think tension in the air. Especially with my grandparents because they moved up to T.C to be with my parents, and then two years later my parents moved. Oh boy Merry fuckin Christmas. To top it all off they have this creeper nieghbor and of course he is attracted to me. Because I am the old guy creeper magnet. Usually I am game for that but this guy made me feel really uncomfortable. I only knew the guy a day and he starts making sexual comments towards me. When I am attracted to a guy that is fine but when I am not... it's NOT fine and I get really freaked out. It doesn't help that he is married and has one year old. They are my parents only friends and were around all the time. He would find ways to get me alone. When my parents werent looking he would whisper crazy nasty stuff in my ear .asdlfkasdlfasdf He would say shit that should not be said to me. Yes I am 20 and this shouldn't bother me but it does. Okay lets back up I didn't his once before yes...but with a guy who I had feelings for. If the only thing Nick wanted was to get in my pants he didn't a very good job at getting there. He was not creepy, got to know me, and we became friends. Then everything else happened. This guy was like bam I am going to be a fuckin creeper. I can't tell my parents because they will say one of two things...I am just trying to stir up drama or they won't believe me at all. They are such nice people or he wouldn't do anything like that. blah blah blah
This is part of the reason I don't want to go down because this guy is pretty foward about what he is doing. He doesn't have a job, but his wife works. There is going to be week where I will be home alone becuase my parents will be working. FUCK THAT What is stopping him from coming over and doing the nasty. I will carry a can a mase around in my pocket. I swear to god I will burn his retinas out if he trys to do anything. He is ruining my chance to feel at home. Maybe I'm blowing this way out of proportion but strange place plus creeper next door equals Lynzi not staying there for long. I am going to live with Robin Zander peace!