I fucking hate this town. I really do. It is like a poison running through the veins of my very being. It halts my success, it ruins my life.

Alright, so I'm getting kicked out. So now I have to move, and quit my job. So I gotta leave almost all of my stuff behind, except my cloths and a few small electronic items. Well I am heading to Iowa. What joy and wonderment. Its hot and humid during the summer, which I hate with a passion. I get to live with my older sister, who is just fucking like me. Its gonna be odd at first. Her other brother, who is as old as me, lives with her as well, and her two kids(she rents a house, from what I have heard a fairly nice house). Atleast they are working on finding a job that pays well, her brother wants me to go out partying with him..... quite often. Atleast I get to get the fuck out of this shit town with shit jobs, and, for the most part, shit drug addicted people