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It's kinda been a while. But now that I think of it, not much has changed. Well, geographically, anyway...

I'm also another year older. That's right, I am now officially 21 years of age.

I was only happy about it on that day... Wednesday, April 19th, 2006. The first night I became an adult.

After that, everything's been going downhill.

Why, you ask?

Lemme tell you.

For starters, me and my mother got forced out of our house from 610 Lyon Street and went into this trailer court out on the south side of town near this Super Target. Since then we've struggled to keep a house over our heads and food in our stomachs.

My mother however, has now found a new beau.

This man comes in the form of a Paul Dilly who lives in an apartment complex out in (get this)...

Omaha, Nebraska.

This means one thing. Moving to yet another state to get away from problems.

When my brother heard about it, he wasn't exactly so thrilled by the news and since then, he's bucked off the idea of moving to where "we" could "have it all".

His idea? He's decided to go back to Rhode Island... as a ******** hitchhiker. No, wait, he calls the idea "backpacking".

I'm absolutely ******** clueless here. For starters, I have a mother who's got her head in the clouds and I have a brother who's got his head up his a**. Who do I listen to, here? No, better yet, where or how do I fit in here? That's the thing... I don't.

It pisses me off the more that I think about it.

So, I opted for the choice of going to Omaha. But I will say this to her when we get all squared away. If anything happens to my brother when he's gone, whether he's staying in Lawrence or going home to Rhode Island... I'll go back with him... Bar None... and I will never forgive her. Trust me on this one, dear readers. This isn't a threat. It's a promise.

In other news, my own life has been through its fair share of ups and downs.

My love life? Pfft... I'll probably die alone, so that's kinda out the window.

I did get my diploma finally. Big up for me, huh?

As I mentioned before, I am going to Nebraska under the premise that if anything happens to my brother, I will never forgive my mother and I'll go back with him. That's right, she can stay there with her newfound piece of meat hanging between his legs.

I know she'll be turning 51 this year and she'll be getting older, but to be honest, I don't care. I've been lied to far too many times to count by her.

But then again... What difference does it make? We all tell lies here, some bullshit story there, anything to get anyone to believe us. Much like the president.

Maybe someday I'll see it from my brother's point of view. Maybe I'll even try it from my mother's perspective. Until then, I'll just continue shaking my head in confusion.