Graduation is a bad idea.

I hope I'm just tired. I've been home 8 hours. I already want to kill my mom, my grandparents and my older brother. Also, I miss everyone desperately. I managed not to cry all week, but I think I might now. The real world is not my friend. I cannot live at home again and I have no job or plans or money or transportation or anything. Fuck I'm miserable. And crying. F my life.