  I don't like it when people take manners for granted. I cannot stand it when people assume that we are so close that basic graces are overlooked. I would never do that. It makes me want to go . I want to go home because I'll be able to lay my head on my pillow. But I don't want to because my dad will be there. My home was solace before he came. Everything there was comfort...now it's just purgatory. See you tomorrow. 
