This place is totally different from how Bea told me how is was. Freedom? I feel like a lab tikus and everything is limited. They watch anda do everything, and all the pills that they give you, anda have to take them and they watch anda take them.Yet, Janice doesn't take them. I've seen her little tricks, and I must say for myself that it's pretty brilliant how she does it. They watch her take them, but then after they leave, she takes them out of her mouth, puts them in her pockets, and then around nighttime atau so, she'll trade with another girl for pills that Janice wants. This goes against everything that teachers and parents have taught me, but have I even gave a shit what they've taught me? Of course not! I'll be willing to do that. I mean, I'm pretty slick in a way. I've gotten away with some crazy antics before. Yet, Iah's always there to pull the kolar of my baju and tell me otherwise. Hell, he makes better parents than our actual ones. It's not about the discipline, but the care that he has for me. He actually cares, unlike Mom and Dad. Mom and Dad just yell at me, scream at me, suspect that I did something wrong, and Mom just cries about me and is scared and Dad always blames me for that. It's just a shameful and pathetic life that my parents live. At least I've lived before and now I've pretty much died. I mean, I have limited freedom, it's hard to rebel when they hold anda down and put anda in straight-jackets. I haven't been in one (just yet), but Janice gets into them A LOT!!! I mean, she's not really rude to me atau anything, but I don't try to avoid her. Look, if she does nothing with me, then I don't mind her talking to me. People keep telling to avoid her, but they talk to her too. I don't understand that. I talk to her because she's someone to talk to. Yet that doesn't mean I automatically like her. I don't like the way she treats Dina. Like earlier today at breakfast, this is what happened:

I sat down at a meja, jadual sejak myself, and Shannon, Dina, and Janice followed. We all had trays of food, except for Dina who just had a quart of white susu with a straw. We kinda just ate in silence, until Janice looked at Dina and said,"You know, cows shouldn't drink milk, unless they're babies.When a grown cow does that, it's stealing from your young." Dina ignored her, and Shannon got upset and said,"Shut up! Because of you, Dina gets sicker everyday. Just leave her alone. She never messes with you." Janice just giggled and kept eating. Dina looked over at Shannon and said,"I like it that anda try to stand up for me, but she isn't making me sicker." "But she-" "Janice isn't the root of my problem. There is a creature on this Earth way worse than her." Janice giggled and joked,"Who? Your mom?" "Actually, yeah. How did anda know that?" "I was joking. What? Your mom is that bad?" "Yeah." Shannon snapped at Janice and said,"Don't make her upset. Maybe she doesn't want to talk about her." "Did I ask about her mom?" "Kinda. anda asked if her mom was that bad." Dina got up and said,"Look! I want anda two just to shut up! Janice, quit being such a jalang, perempuan jalang to me, and Shannon quit trying to baby me! I hate insults, yet at the same time I hate this baby pity that anda have for me. anda know what? Everyone here has a crappy lifestyle! If they didn't, why are they screwed up and have to come here to live? So why baby me, when everyone else needs it lebih than me? I'm sick, I'll admit. My mom's a psycho and she deserves to stay here lebih than me, but do I complain constantly? No! I don't whine like a little girl. I do what I want to do, and I don't need your insults and pity." Dina walked away, and we finished our breakfast in silence. This is going to take forever.