So I have Chairman Kim jong to thank for this...

Ok, I'm not really gonna thank him but I fucking said so.

Whatever.

I'm taking the advice of this song.

Why? Well Iron Maiden is good music.

I'm not gonna waste time looking for those wasted years.

I have at least 8 more good ones. Which is like, 53 in dog years so I should be awesome happy by then.

I look now at what progress I've made with myself, my mom, my sister, my brother.

In less than six months, I've made marketable progress. I've got a new phone. Working on anther one for mom. Mom quit smoking. Sister is going to school before 9. Brother isn't acting out so much.

They're gonna have a fucking awesome birthday party this year.

We're gonna have another car soon too.

We've paid for classes and phones already, we're setting up some kick ass careers in whatever we want. Yes, it's true.

Sucks bad now. We need a house.

A house more than anything. I'd be happy with a house and nothing else. Like, just a house, no car, no clothes, no furnishings. I would manage so well. Lol. Watch me.

But yes.

I had my sibs over to "my" house the last few days.

I can't remember a better time I've ever had, even though we just played video games and kinda made some huge messes.

I loved it. I love both those little fuckers. I love my mom.

So much.

She gave up everything for them.

I'm gonna probably give up everything for them too, like a boss big bro would.

And more probably. No spoiling. No...Anything. I get what I need for paid for by someone else.

Everything else I save.

I want hous.

I want a room for my little brother. And cheese for my mom. And a happy house for my sis.

And a bed and warm food for me.

That's the stuff dreams are made of.

Luckily, in my world, dreams come true.