For so long now people have been making jokes about me and giving me shit, and you know what?  It happens.  I give my friends shit all the time.  But the time has come for it to be unacceptable.  Today alone, I got called out on so many things (even some things that were uncalled for).  I can't stand it anymore.  There is a fine line between poking fun at someone playfully and hurting someone.  Some of my friends crossed it today.  I've been going along with everything for so long because I hate conflict, but now this has gone too far.
"Go back to Alaska this, go back to Alaska that!"  "Why don't you just go back to Alaska?"
Well you know what?  I WOULD GO BACK TO FUCKING ALASKA IN A HEARTBEAT BECAUSE THE WAY THINGS ARE NOW ARE SHIT!  You try leaving your home for months and months at a time, trying to keep a strong connection with family and friends via costly phone conversations.  It costs too much to fly back on a whim because I'm homesick or because of family event.  You don't even know what it's like.  I miss home more than anything.  I miss my friends and family.  I miss the ocean.  I miss the trees.  Do you really want me gone so badly?  Well if it were up to me I'd get the fuck out of this place.
Give me two weeks.  I'll be home and I'll leave you behind in the dust.