Fù€¥ING FURIOUS!!!!!

Well I just heard some interesting news from my little sister. Apperently, at one of the four times I left my room the day before yesterday, my brother had come in here (my room), taken a cd from off my dresser, uploaded it onto his computer, and then slyly put it back at the exact angle I had set it down at (I pay very maticulous attention to the way things are in my room, always afraid something like this will happen.). How does my sister know this? Beacause she saw him do it! IF YOU CAN'T TRUST YOUR OWN FAMILY THEN WHO CAN YOU TRUST?!!!?! I am so fliping ticked off right now!! It's not exactly helping his cause either that I absolutly hate his guts and will smile without a second thought once he dies. For the love of-- he'd better pray and thank god that my parents made me learn self control a few years back, because my hand is just itching to touch one of those beautiful, long, big, stainless steel knives down stairs. If i hadn't been working to suppress reactions like these, I may very well be, at this moment, down there choosing my weapon. Good god, am I mad. I'm just going to post this now before I start to freak you all out with my homicidal tendencies. Let's all hope I don't wake up in Juvi... Even though I would be very happy to finally be rid of the bastard. How long could they keep me in for anyway? Five years, ten? I'd still be young when I got out. It wouldn't be so bad. Actually it may have more than just that one perk to it..... Maybe my self control isn't so perfect after all >:)

Comments are better than waking up in Juvi

Love,
Maria (I decided to just call myself by the name I chose in that story because the whole "____" thing is getting pretty old.)