I tried my best to have a good day. It was pretty decent, apart from when my sister tried to throw fly spray at me.
I have decided, she's not mentally ill, (Well she is, I accept this fully, she does not). She's just a brat, and I am done with it. I am going to join a support group, and if that does not suffice, I will make my own, there is surely the market for one these days. 'Siblings that are over 'mental illness' white elephant and just want to get the fuck on with there lives'. STAOMIWEAJWTGFOWTL. Hmmm, that has a nice ring to it.
Well anyway, in another note, here's what's been going down.
Graduation was fucking amazing, I loved it.