Overall, God's answered most of my prayers today. For the majority of the day, my sister wasn't here, and I got most of the day to myself. Which, I spent cleaning, but reguardless, I wasn't surrounded by grumpy people yelling at me. Then daddy came home and all hell broke lose. But, I survived it. I told myself, "Nevermind the snide comments about my looks, nevermind the ones about my cleaning." and when he came home, I simply just went to my room and walked then treadmill. Then I called my friend and she and I had a nice conversation. Of course, then daddy came in and interrupted. I find it amusing that he thinks he can reach me that way. Parents in general think that if they yell, you'll get it. But they don't understand that yelling is only going to make you not listen. I wonder if they know that, but think they can change it...? I'm not sure. But I'll that treadmill has made me tired, so it's looks as though this is it for the day. Sorry kiddos.