Bleh. My mom is paranoid because there have been break-ins, but the break-ins were out in the middle of the countryside where there aren't any neighbors. So I had to have the alarm on in the middle of the day because she's super paranoid. What idiot would break into a house in a neighborhood in the middle of the afternoon when most of the neighbors are home and awake? My car is even here!

The freakazoid is officially off to go see her friend, who is probably a thousand times cooler than I am, considering I spent most of the day browsing the internet and watching cartoons. (In my defense, it was because of Adventure Time, which is where the appropriate title came from!) I'm ridiculously terrified of planes, so I am slightly worried about her. I hope she got there safely. I miss her a lot... I'm almost ready to go back to school just to see her, but then I remember that I hate school with a burning passion and don't even get to see her until the very end of the school day.

I'm a little irritated with my best friend. He keeps repeatedly spamming facebook with anti-abortion stuff, which I could just easily ignore if he didn't decide to post it on my wall. I deleted it but am annoyed; he knows I'm pro-choice, so why would he do that!? Now he's being all nice. WTF?

I feel fat(ter) and gross. Stupid, delicious holiday food. I need to exercise soooo badly. Ugh. I had time today but decided to look for my Wii instead.

My Wii is still missing, and my grandma is fucking pissing me off. I went to her house to look for it, and it wasn't there, so she was all, "Oh, everyone's going to think it's my fault, so I'll just buy you a new one tomorrow." But I don't want to buy a new one. That costs money. I want to look for this one because it has to either be here or over there, and it will undoubtedly appear as soon as we buy a new one anyway. And I hate how she always makes everything about her. No one is going to assume ANYTHING about you, Granny. I lost my fucking game, that's all. And now my mom is all pissy because I can't find it, and she's insisting on helping me look, and I can't STAND to have anyone else helping me look for something in case they go through my stuff. It's like a panic attack kind of feeling. I'm not even hiding anything, but the mere thought of someone else looking at my belongings and organization skills and such just makes me want to curl in a ball and cry uncontrollably. Now I think my mom is mad at me because I took it with me when I ran away, but I've used it quite a few times since then! I'll find it if she stops freaking trying to help me! AHHHH! I've explained to her how I feel about people looking through my stuff thousands of times before, but she doesn't seem to grasp it.

Now, presumably to get revenge, she's putting tons of bad pictures of me on facebook. FCG is her facebook friend. Fuck my life. I begged and begged and begged and begged for her to delete the pictures, and she deleted a few, but at first she refused. One's pretty good, but the rest... Ugh.

Speaking of games, my sister's Nintendo DS is broken. She's pretty reckless with the thing, but she hasn't really done anything to physically damage it except dropping it so the hinge is a little messed up. One of the connector pin things in the slot where the DS games go is missing. The DS barely worked when I borrowed it, so I took a look at it last night and saw what was wrong since it didn't respond to being cleaned. When I told her it was broken, she WAILED. Like, ear-shattering, brain-bursting, screaming. I offered to let her use mine for a minute, but she screamed, "NO! YOURS IS UGLY! I WANT MIIIIIIINE!" (It is not ugly! The bottom half is black, and the top is a sexy dark blue that shines if you tilt it in the right light! Hers is ugly with its grimy stickers!)Then she accused me of breaking it. What the hell? Why is everyone out to get me tonight?