When I came home today, the door was hanging open. SCAREY. It wouldn't be so bad except that no one else is around. Needless to say, I was a little freaked out. I called Tina and made her stay on the phone with me while I checked the whole house. I'm such a scarey cat. Then while I was in the shower I jumped at every little noise, most of them I was making from knocking stuff down. I am such a dork. But I feel better now. But if no one hears from me for weeks and weeks, it is because I missed a masked murderer hiding in my closet amoung the towels and socks. It's sad that Tina has to go home. I never realize how much I miss her (or Austin for that matter) until I get to see them. She cracks me up. I have the coolest friends. I hope that a masked murderer doesn't jump out in my sleep and wake me up. But of course then, he will have to be the scared one, because I do not wake up nicely.