Today was both good and terrible at the same time. The good news? I only have 3 and a half days of school this week, and one of my teachers won't be there this whole week. The bad news? Everything else.

It's Monday. There's an economics test soon. My throat is becoming sore. I ate too much today and now feel like I weigh a thousand pounds. After spring break, there will only be one more quarter of school left, and although I hate school with a fiery passion and wish it would go die alone and unloved in a hole, the end of school means FCG disappearing. Speaking of FCG, IG stole her attention a lot today. Also, my mom bitched me out for 30 minutes, but I'll get to that later.

So, today, IG was making fun of FCG's boobs. That is actually a lot less weird than it sounds, but it was upsetting FCG...

IG: HAHA FCG YOUR BOOBS ARE LIKE, NONEXISTENT
FCG: No, they're not... :(
IG: Yes, they are! Hahahaha! Even mine are bigger than yours.
FCG: No, they're the same size! I'm just, uh, not wearing a very good bra. And my shirt's all baggy.
IG: Excuses, excuses. Yours are sooooo tiny.
FCG: :(

Awwww. I mean, yeah, they're small, but they're not nonexistent like IG said. And I sure don't think there's anything wrong with them... I can't imagine her having really big ones, or even ones like Old Crush's. I think FCG is kind of completely and utterly perfect how she is, but she doesn't agree at all.

Anyway, so my mom erupted with rage today over the stupidest shit ever. What was that, you ask? Well... I giggled because my sister pronounced "mean" as "maaaaaaaiiiiiiin." All I did was laugh and say, "You know it's 'mean,' not 'maaaiiiiin,' right?" Apparently, that's the same thing as being a big fat evil racist (?) bully. Yes, giggling and telling her how to sound more intelligent is the same as beating up other races. It also makes me a HORRIBLE AWFUL PERSON~!!!11 for being mean (or should I say, "maaaaaiiin!") to Pweshus Baybeeee. Even though the brat beats the hell out of me every time I'm left in charge, I should just be put to death for DISRESPECTING THE GOLDEN CHILD since I am just so terrible. I mean, who cares if she has no respect for me (or anyone who isn't our mom), right? Who cares if she fucking BEATS me for no reason other than "I DON'T HAVE TO LISTEN TO ANYONE UNDER 25 BECAUSE KIDS DO WHAT THEY WAAAANT AND TEENAGERS ARE DUMB!!!" every time I'm left in charge? Who cares if she refuses to learn table manners and instead just grotesquely shovels cake and McDonalds into her gaping face hole, chewing with her mouth wide open, grossing out everyone in a 5-mile radius, and throwing a fit if she isn't allowed to order both cheeseburgers? Obviously this child is just the epitome of respectful, and I'm just an awful, disrespectful bitch who'll never go anywhere in life.

She just got up and walked all the way into another room to ask my mom to turn the volume on the TV down. It would've taken 1/3 of the effort to just do it herself, but nooo... She can't pour her own cereal or get her own water. She also rarely even dresses herself. She's 8. My mom just babies the hell out of her.

So fed up with stupid people. At least I can get away from the redneck douchebag in my economics class who sticks his ass in my friend's face for 10 minutes straight and refuses to move. I can't get away from this kid, though. Can't fucking stand her. All she has the capacity to care about is herself, food, Justin Bieber, food, food, herself, food, herself, and food. And my mom supports this! My mom thinks that she's a ~speshul snowflake child~ who is going to IMPROVE THE WORLD OMGGGG!!!1 If by "improve the world," you mean "impose mass genocide on everyone who doesn't think she shits solid gold stars," then yes, she is going to improve the world massively.

Oh, holy shit, the hypocrisy. We're watching this TV show about a bratty little girl who gets a birthday party worth thousands of dollars, and my sister calls her a brat "because she wants everything." OH WOW.

I hate people. I really, really do. Well, maybe not ALL people, but 95% of the people I know. I think I should just build a giant igloo in the northermost part of Sweden, take my cat and my freakazoid, and just move there and forget humanity.