I'm kinda stressed and tense now, over a lot of things. I hate how you can be having a nice day, even enjoy yourself, and then things like this come up and...Oh, just ignore me, I had to vent somewhere and it's that time of the month, which tends to make me upset and stressed. And I've been traveling, which threw off my schedule, I'm sick and sleep-deprived and worried about the next few days and on top of that my little brother's being an annoying little (very bad word)...

Ok, I normally am not that vicious about my brother, but I'm especially pissed off at him today. You see, last night I woke up with a horrible cough. I suspect it was allergies because my eyes were red, itchy, and swollen and my nose was stuffed. Anyway, I was having trouble breathing normally, I was coughing violently, and my lungs hurt. I took allergy medicine, which didn't do much, and I was up for hours with that horrible cough. (It sucks to be sick away from home). Finally, I took some Benadryl. I don't even know if the Benadryl worked because it knocked me out. At least I got to sleep. Anyways, any decent human being would let a person sleep in late after that, but not my brother. At 7 in the morning he woke be up by singing "Jingle bells" and kicking the underside of my bunk. (I had the top). When I asked him to please be quiet, he giggled and sang louder. Finally I lost my patience and snapped, "David, SHUT UP!" The little brat started laughing outright. Then he sang at the top of his lungs and flicked our bedroom light on and off. I was still dizzy and drowsy from the Benadryl, sleep-deprived from the night before, and coughing. I was miserable, and he wouldn't quit singing in my ear and shooting me with toy arrows. (Why, Aunt Kate, why did you ever buy him a toy bow-and-arrow set? What possessed you to do that?)So now I'm stressed, I can't sleep, and I'm just not in a great mood.