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For my quote thingy, I typed "Run. I'll watch." and most recently, "You are sipping tea. I am a sniper." No one seems to get what the hell I'm talking about. Do you? Everyone should right? Even if it is very negative. Oh, btw I had to look up the word sniper. I actually spelled snipper and I was like, what the hell. I'm a snipper? What does a snipper do anyway?

Definition: A person or thing that snips.

Lol.

Alright.

The main topic today is not about what nobody understand. Its about ants. In my restroom, there is no window so when anyone shits, the best we can do is put in a fan. And we can get a little crazy with the perfume. My little brother sprays at least half of the bottle and I have to survive with a gas mask in order to urinate. That is a bit of an exaggeration, but my nose is sensitive so same thing. Well, up in the ceiling of the restroom, in a corner, the ants starts crawling out. I kill as many as I can under the circumstances. Most of the time I kill them naked, but only because its after a shower and that's my most free time. I'm afraid to sleep in my bed. You wanna know why? Wanna know why?!!!!!!

They come into my room! MY ROOM AND ONLY MY ROOM! The restroom is between my room and my brother's and those mother_____ing ants choose to turn right!

Also my room is the hottest in the house. The AC is broken so what am I suppose to do? Bake myself in this four wall room? The living room is occupied by loud music and bright lights. Its eleven at night and I want to sleep. And of course, everyone is saying, "They're just ants. Stop throwing a hissy fit."

Well F-U, precious family. You obviously never had the feeling of terror with not knowing where that ant has been and where its going to crawl next on your body while you sleep. stressed

I don't eat in my room either. Whereas my brother has seven bottles of drunken sodas in his room. He eats there, sweat and has many time let loose foul winds in the confinement and very thin walls of his room. Oh, I hear everything. And let me tell you, if you've ever shot my brother in a game of HALO or whatever shooting game there is, he cusses at you a lot.

Back to topic. One day I left my window open because I want it to be cool when I come into my room. I came home then left to pick up my brother. It was about an hour or more drive because of traffic. During that time, I had to go so bad. Every bump on the road was painful. I had drank one of those large Arizona Green Tea soda. When I got home, I ran to the restroom and took a long relaxing...ahem. Anyway, when I looked up there it was. A long, thick (you can see this clearly from far away), black line of ants running from a corner of the ceiling to the door. I followed. The trail went from my door, took a right turn into my open closet and out the other side then trailed in a straight line across the wall and out the window I left open. I took up a bottle of Windex and became a mad woman.

And get this, no one understood why I was so angry. They make jokes and laugh at me because it hasn't happen to them yet.

Just writing this makes me want to slap somebody.

It was a long day.