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2003-01-27 - 5:08 p.m.

Some people have the right idea. Iam seems to know what to do, and in all respect they are right. Its been the demeanor I've tried to tackle, but unsuccessfully, because even though theres always a list of things to complain about, someone has an extremely longer list. I have no reason, no just, no explanation.

My sister is out front arguing with Albert. One of them is crying, I can't tell. Reminds me of the time I went to the bathroom and Albert came in with my sister and started arguing with my mom. Everybody was crying, even my mother, which hit me. I just sat there in the bathroom, locked myself in, and slammed the floor with a seashell everytime he tried to talk so they would interrupt his rebuttal for a "What was that noise?" And it worked. But by the time I got out of the bathroom, there were holes in the porcelain floor.

There is nothing left to do but sleep.