To whatever divine power is listening,

Could it be possible, just once, to go a whole day in this house without drama? I know my grandmother is old and feels useless, my uncle is incredibly busy, my sister is overly sensitive, and my mother has no time for herself, but does everything have to be riddled with yelling and irritation all the damn time? Tonight grammy-dearest ripped my sister a new one just for going in her room to find a battery for a flashlight so she could do her homework in the car. WTF?!? Then later in the car, my sister wanted to talk about it, and was obviously looking for validation from my mother, but she just cut her off cold and said it doesn't do any good to talk about it. See, I think my mom can't reconcile how my grandmother is now with the mother she adored when she was younger, and so she can't even sympathize with mine or my sisters anger toward her because it would mean admitting that she's not the same person she was. So now my sister feels even more like my mom never listens to her. At least I'm old enough to accept the mutual loathing shared between the old bag and myself.

Also, if you're going to have a car full of guys follow me and my friends while we're driving, ogling us at every stoplight, could they maybe be attractive next time, at least? Oh, and maybe they could yell things more elloquent than "hey baby" or "ayayayayay". Other than that my only complaint is that following us for 10 miles might be construed as overkill.

And why, oh why is it that one of my best friends is moving out of the country, yet the assholes from high school that I would rather forget are still in my hometown, reminding me why I hated high school? Isn't there some dank, third-world country they're longing to visit?

And finally, it is my sincerest wish above all else that Humboldt match me up with a laid back, normal room mate, since the odds of me rooming with M.E. are aparently miniscule. Please just don't let me be stuck with another psycho freak like in my first year, or with someone fond of leaving on every damned electrical appliance in the room when neither one of us are there to use them, like last semester. In fact, if at all possible, please let whoever I am paired with be suddenly inspired to take time off or transfer to another school and leave me alone in a double. That would be really excellent.

In return I will try to limit profanity and obscene hand gestures as much as possible, and hide in the new extra room to avoid confrontations with aforementioned evil grandmother whenever I can.

Thank you.