Subject: How could you of?

It's not your fault. It's not Illyana's fault. Really. I get very irrational when it comes to my family, especially my father and especially these days. I really don't know what's wrong with me and I'm sorry. I'm so much more logical than this. Must have just be a nerve, but it's fixed now.

I don't hate 'Yana. I don't think she's a petty blonde bitch, at least not overall. I just think that this thing between her and Amanda, where they both know they loathe each other and yet they both try to get into conversations that they both know will turn into arguements is stupid. I didn't expect the conversation with Illyana to turn the way it did. Maybe crankiness, but there's no way I would oatmeal her shoes and then not offer to give her sollutions to clean them out. Or not let her steal my other shoes, that's only fair. Honestly, I like the girl, when she's not touching my boots. Or my watch.

Maybe it's just the weather. Not enough sun. I think I'll check into those vitamins.

Not mad. Studying for a test at the moment, so veryvery busy, but not mad. We can horseback... maybe Sunday evening if I have all my work done?

Paige