it seems i am hypersensitive to change at the moment, my dad thinks i have OCD because i spent an hour trying to get a plastic wrapper to tear straight and when it didn't i continued till it pissed him off so he got me some scissors, i might i don't know but that stuff really bugs me.
my sister likes to steal things from my room but she does it one at a time so i know something is missing but i don't know what it is, and it bothers me once again. so i decided get revenge on her, i cleaned her room, organized all 57 of her nail polish containers in a row the labels facing out, i made her bed, organized her closet, everything is even and in place. her room never looks even and in place she'll know it's all different but she won't believe i changed it she'll think 'Sarah must have done this, but wait, why would she clean my room? did she take anything' then she'll march to my room where i will be drawing and she'll say something like 'stay out of my room' and I'll say 'i didn't go in your room' she'll probably look confused and ask me who did then, and I'll say something along the lines of 'i don't know'
my sister will be so confused by the dramatic change in her room that she will not notice i took a pair of giant blue scissors from the middle of her table, this plan has flaws but it's psychological war fair.
she'll not know what hit her.
evil? yes, necessary? to me yes, but not really.
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