My vexing sister just lent out one of my dresses to one of her friends. My sister and her friend, whom I shall call 'X', were upstairs in our bedroom and were like, "Oh! Let's try on stuff!". Which involved my stuff and my dresses. So they come downstairs, and my sister's like, "Doesn't X look cute in this dress that Gracie doesn't like and never wears?". There's a reason I haven't worn that dress. One, it's a formal dance dress. Two, I go to very few formal dances. Three, I just haven't gotten around to wearing it yet. But I do like it. It's this cute little black number with a jaggedy skirt and corseted top. Anyways, so my sister is then like, "Yeah, you can borrow it" to X. Without asking my permission. She doesn't even ask me about it. It's my dress. And I can't very well say, no, you can't borrow it, because my mum and X's mum are sitting right there, and my mum's like, "Yes, why don't you let X borrow the dress?". I am never, ever going to see that freakin' dress again. Or at least not for a very long time. I know this sounds sort of unreasonable, me complaining. But it's not fair that I was back into a corner like that. I'm so freakin' peeved right now, I can't stand it. I think I'm going to scream.