Sad really.  To look so young yet to finally be eighteen.  People constantly called me a little kid because of my height and my appearance, I guess.  When they finally heard my age, after a moment of shock, they would begin to realize that I am strange.  Not the creepy type, but not exactly normal either.  After making mistakes and not caring about school, I have been trapped in an educational holding cell.  At least there’s food, if you could actaully call it that.  Well one more year of school and I am still clueless as to the career that I want to pursue.  My grades weren’t good at all so it’s going to be hard to place a job.  People constantly remind me of that.  Recently I was thrown out of my mother’s house over something quite stupid.  I was alone.  No one seemed to even have the time to spare and help me but eventually I found shelter.   To bad that the people I’m with are nuts! Sometimes she will flip on me over stupid things.  If I ride in a car without music, i’ll do one of two things.  A: Fall asleep from feeling sick, or B: Hurl everywhere.  Well we went on an hour drive and I began to doze off.  Well my amazing new “mother” decides to rant at me.  Well it wakes me so I go to crack my back and she takes it as I’m turning away to ignore her.  Oh brother…… Just another day in paradise.  She flipped like scary angry, kind of like when you take food away from a dog.  Well I thought she was gonna bite my head off…. Guess not.  She ranted about me not respecting her and yet i found it funny since I am one of the only ones in her house that actually tries to help her.  I guess I can’t do a goood job of showing it.  Well, I suppose “tough love is the best love of all the love there is.”