People can suck at 11 p.m. I went to give my sister Stacey a hug because she looked like Hell, thinking she might like one because we always hug each other like lunatics but the moment I tried, I was shoved away and told to fuck off because she was tired. So sorry for caring. Like, yeah, okay, it's nearing midnight. Fair enough that not everyone is a nightowl but lashing out just because someone tries to do something nice is a bit much.

Oh and I couldn't even change the channel on the television {Taylor Swift song was on and I hate her voice *shrugs* I controlled the remote, therefore the TV} without being told, totally out of nowhere, that my singing is totally shit {O...kay...} and that whoever had complimented me on my singing is "deaf and fucking stupid". I really don't mind people lashing out about my singing because I don't think too much of it myself but dissing Erica? That's a total fucking out of bounds area. It took a lot not to punch Trinette in the face. I don't care if she really is bipolar, constantly PMSy or just a bitch - she really irritated me yesterday when she said that. I was so damn tempted to scream at her that "Erica knows more about music than you ever will, you pathetic little bitch" but refrained. Stacey just looked at me in a way that said, "Don't keep it going. Just drop it."

So I did *shrugs* I didn't want to tempt fate too much either. Trinette had a few remotes nearby and I rather like how my head is shaped right now. Stupid little psycho