Dear, Writer's Block,

I hate you.

You couldn't wait to strike after this chapter was complete?! No, of course not. I have all these ideas swirling around in my head, but because of you, they are useless.

Get a life, and leave me alone, Anna.

Anyway, what's new with me? I'm glad you asked!

My brother has become addicted to MineCraft. It seems rather stupid to me. All you soo is build a house once, then go mine for some crap.

My mom and I have worked up an agreement about how ahe is to wake me up. Apparently, because I go to sleep late due to insomnia, when my mom tries to wake me up, I'm in my REM sleep, and that's why it's so hard for her. Whenever you dream, you're in REM sleep. She'll try to wake me up, and I'll go back to sleep and have a dream. That's what tipped off the doctor.

My dad is a pessimist, but he calls himself a 'realist'. One day, I'm going to stand up to him, and chew his butt out about him being a jerk...

And that's it!