That night (after my hissy-fit/pity-party) I found myself standing on a stool in the middle of the kitchen, eating dry cereal. Yeah, thats what I was thinking too, after I snapped out of it. What a Loser! I was acting pathetic, I knew it, and I couldn’t help it. Half way through January and I had already lost my Christmas spirit. You’re acting lame and stupid! I said to myself. I recalled what my brother said earlier that afternoon say, ‘That’s a bad word!’ GET OUT OF MY HEAD ! I thought shouted…shout thinking?...think shouting? Wow! I’m not only really mean to my lil’ bro in my thoughts…I’m LOSING MY MIND !! Someone, please…get me OUT OF THIS HOUSE !!!!