9/25 SUN

FUCK that SHIT! I need to rebel against myself. I’ve been thinking, and 12 years old is gone. Face the facts, Fink.

I don’t need to be 12 years old again in body, but I can choose to be whatever age I want in mind & spirit.

Society is too sagacious & “sensible”. You have to eventually conform or be committed (or become a comedian, either one). Seriously, though, a person is thought of as strange or weird or crazy if they step out of line.

“Jesus, Fink! You’re embarrassing me!”

I heard that more than once.

That’s why I love kids. They’re free to do anything. Around kids, I can really be free. I go into what most people would call “baby-sitter mode” I think of it as playing with my friends.

I play the games they like to play, do what they like to do, and act the way they like to act.

Because I like it, too.

To paraphrase Wil Rogers “I never met a kid I didn’t like.” Even the wild ones (reat “brats” if that’s the way you think of a wild one) are fun for me.

Here’s my secret: I like it, and I can keep up.

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Enough philosophical meandering. I start school tomorrow, I have to be there at 8 AM. I’m going to primary school for Arabic!

I kept up with exercising. Walked a lot. Oh, and I got a letter from Michelle. I can hear her voice reading it to me. She’s the same ‘ol Michelle, except she’s changing families. She’s not doing it – the family is. And they’re giving ambiguous reasons.

I’m excited as hell! I mean, now I won’t be bored anymore!

At least, not at home. Now I can go to school and be bored. But I still miss the AFS kids.

“Communication is the key”