Day 14....

Sick..

I'm sick. Again. I don't usually get sick last year but this year it has been a handfull. I actually enjoy being sick, I think that's why. I like the feeling of lieing on my soft cotton bed with my noisy air-conditon on. Nothing to worry about, nothing needed to be thought through.

I love that feeling. So I guess that's why I get sick frequently.

My mum is going to Spain in November with my dad and brother. She decides to leave two of us ( me and my sister ) at home. I was cool, finally getting some alone time with peace. My sis is making a fuss about this. Saying that maybe she's adopted or something. Oh come on... Throwing all your anger on me isn't one of the best options who've got cuz' I don't really respond to any of that crap.

I know I get whatever I ask of my parents. The only reason why I get it is because I ask and push. I totally earn it.

Great.

Now she is done with me, time for my rabbit. Poor rabbit.

My brother is totally....

INSANE.

He stole of computer chair and pushes it around the entire house and I'm stuck with some hard ass chair. Luckily, my grandmother here handed me a pillow ( tecnically ). I don't know I'll do without her.

Alone on this, I had a pretty fine day.