I'm just seething over the Christmas present I got in the mail. I feel like she shouldn't get her prayers answered and I feel like she shouldn't bother to try to 'minister' to me to change me as a person. I ****ing hate her. I hope God doesn't bother to answer her prayers, no matter what kind she utters. Not only that. I hate everything today. I was supposed to go to town with someone and she changed her mind at the last minute saying she didn't want to go with me and practically threw the item around when it wasn't what she wanted. I feel like saying I'd love to throw this day away. I don't know I'm too glad that I exist at all, if that's how my life is going to go.