January 2012
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It’s not to say that i don’t like it at home because i still love it. i still love knowing where everything is. i still love being with friends at their house or bowling or loitering or standing by a car. i still love going to St. Marys. i still love this house, my bed, the kitchen. Hearing my dad singing, hearing my mom’s telesarias, saying goodnight to my auntie, being weird...
