I am so pissed off right now. And I have no idea what I am going to do. Okay. I'm leaving for New Jersey on Monday morning and I don't come back until next Monday. But. I'm staying at my mom's house tonight because my flight is really early. Well, since I'll be in New Jersey and I don't think that my sister got internet on her computer yet, I was going to bring my phone. But I guess that I thought wrong. My dad has been taking my phone lately because his girlfriend hasn't gotten a phone hooked up in her apartment yet so he lets her use his cell phone. It doesn't really matter because USUALLY by the time he gets home, that's when I call Mike anyway. But I don't know. I just don't like people using my things very much. I’m selfish okay. I admit that. But anyway. So, I WAS going to bring my phone with me so that I could call Mike. I mean. I won't get to talk to him on the computer so, at least I would get to call him. But no! A little while ago I told him that he couldn't steal my phone today. And he goes. "Well, if I need it I need it." And I said "Well, my mom's picking me up at 5:00." And he said "What? Are you staying over there or something? But you're leaving on Monday." And I said "Yeah. So, I need my phone." And he goes "Well, I need your phone while you’re gone. You weren't going to take it with you were you?" And I said "Well, yeah!" And he's like "It might charge roaming charges if there's no Cingular tower out there." Blah blah blah. Wtf? Why wouldn't I take my OWN phone? I mean. What the hell else am I going to do with it? Stare at it? Jeez. Of course I was going to call people with it. Mainly Mike! Pfft. Damnit. I am so mad though. Now I can't even talk to Mike for a whole fucking week and it makes me so upset. I hate crying yet I do it so much. But goddamnit. This is so unfair. I can't talk to him for one whole fucking week. FUCK.