Well, today, Joel had enough. He told Dad he wanted to come home and wasn't nice about it, apparently. They had an arguement and Dad told Joel that he was lazy and that Joel had to get a job to pay for his ride home. What the fuck!? I can't believe him. Well, tonight while Dad was taking a shower, Joel got his shit and ran away. He went to this music store that he had been telling me about and called Mom. Mom called Dad and he acted as if he didn't know what the hell was going on, that he didn't tell Joel that he had to pay for his way home and all this bullshit. Now, everything has settled down and Joel is supposed to be coming home Saturday.
I miss him so much, my little brother. It seems like he's been gone for months when it has only been three weeks. I'm glad he is coming home.