i am still here. i am so tired and i am surrounded by freakshows. me and jordan are the only ones who are normal here. there is a family here that consists of two black boys who are thirteen years old, one younger hispanic boy, a younger hispanic girl and two fat black women. it is a strange family. the little girl looks like a boy. for the first half of the night me and jordan thought she was a he dressed in girl clothes because they are poor but then the older boys called her a 'she.' she puts everything in her mouth and tears it apart. the older boys keep hitting each other with anything they can get their hands on and the women they are with don't give a shit.

and then there is mr. flinchy next to me who hit me twice with his noise makers while we were cheering and flinches everytime he thinks there is a cricket near him. there are rarely any crickets on him. he is really annoying. also, he has been playing the same hunting game on his flip phone for the entire time we have been in the stands.

there is this woman near us who is generally nice but is only here to get her young (and really unattractive) daughter on camera. she must have spent a whole lot of time on her daughter's hair and the little girl is a huge brat who is really rude to everyone.

essentially there are three types of people here ... mothers who are using their kids to earn $56, mothers trying to get their kids in the business, and me and jordan.

i stole a flag for jordan's little sister. i cannot wait to go home.