My plan was going well at first but something weird happened, I got into an argument with my Spanish teacher. I did not get violent for one its because I never get violent towards teachers. After that however I had a low tolerance level for my brothers and found it inexplicably difficult to keep my self under control. I feel more stressed out giving up the habit but after a while it goes away. Music is another tool I use to calm me down. When I gave up this rut I found it more difficult to control my brothers but I just have to find other ways to make them listen that don’t involve me yelling or hitting. My brothers believe that just because I am not going to be violent they can do what ever the hell they want but I have it under control. I either take away something they love or blackmail them with one of their own secrets. I feel that I want to do one thing but what I need to do is some thing differnet so I try to do what Emerson says, “Do not go where the path may lead, go instead where there is no path and leave a trail.” Even though my mind tells me about the relief I will feel after I punch something I don’t, I am trying to find a differnt way in which I can express my emotions.