I’m at a ranch, with animals. Like bulls, donkeys all that shit. It was a party of about 11 people. I guess you could call it a “kick back” if that’s the kind of person you are. But they all drink and smoke. So they’re stealing beer from the “ranch house” begging people to buy them cigarettes and other substances. BECAUSE THEY’RE ALL UNDER 18. There’s so many freshman here. Yezus. Its like after 4am. I really want to go home, like oh my gosh. When I get cold my muslce restrict, which ia normal. But no. Since Im in the earlier stages of fibroid-myalsia it hurts so bad. I don’t know nor care if I spelled that right. Anyways I haven’t taken my medicine for it in days, ive just had my heating pad everywhere. So it hurts. I got hit in the back with a pipe. I don’t know whens the last time I ate. Mtv is on and I really want a cover, heating pad and Disney Channel. My stomach is growling. Good gracious. Its 4:24. Hopefully my mom can come get me at 6ish. Like this is horrible, never again.