So, actually, its the 18th. It's 5:30am. But I haven't gone to bed yet, so I shall still say its the 17th. God damn. I am such a liar. I can't even tell the truth in my own journal.

One thing I haven't written about in here is Jaime. She's my roommate. She called me on friday and we've been talking online since then. She seems quite keen. I like her muchly. Cannot wait to move in.

My mom bought a new car today. I'm quite impressed. It's a Buick Century with beautiful leather interior. I sat in it. Comfy Schomfy.

I hate how my mom is when my brother's around. She sells me out for him. I cannot wait for him to leave. He just brings all my anger and rage out. And I scream and kick and yell and curse...its not pretty. And I don't like being this way. So he needs to go. Soon.