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This morning my dad clogged the toilet in my bathroom and decided not to tell anyone.

About an hour later my mom drags me out of bed to sort the massive piles of clothes on my floor room into two piles: dirty clothes and dirtier clothes.

So I finish doing that and go to the bathroom.

MISTAKE.

I spent the next half hour mopping up the overflowed toilet water with my mom.

After that I go down for breakfast to find the fridge is a barren wasteland. Oh well.

Then I had to clean the fish tank. I didn't even WANT fish to begin with. My sister did, yet it's me who has to take care of them, feed them, everything. Not only that, but my parents decided to place the tank in one of the sunniest spots in the house. ******** algae.

AFTER all that bullshit I have lunch. Then my parents decide to tell me that after two month of promising to buy a Wii, they have decided not to buy one after all. Why? Because my average dropped to an 89.9, never mind the fact that this year I was forced to take gym and so that mark is dragging me down.

89 ******** 9

Now my mom wants to go in to speak with my homeroom teacher to talk about my behaviour. My mom thinks I'm becoming more temperamental and I'm listening less to her. I told her it's probably just my hormones, but NOOOOOOOO.

******** balls.

And she says there's something wrong with me because my leg is always tapping or twitching or whatever. It's pretty normal but SHE thinks it's cause I'm nervous about something. I tell her it's probably because I'm restless, or because I have a mild case of ADD but NO.

On top of that my mom is getting a bit hard of hearing so when I'm talking to her from the basement or my room, I have to repeat everything I say, and get increasingly louder. When she finally gets the message, she chews me out for yelling at her.

My parents have been nagging for soo long for me to get a hobby. They think I'm stupid and useless because I can't play an instrument or paint or whatever. So I take up the guitar and now they say I'm spending too much time playing guitar and drawing and s**t.

If I want to make something of my life, I'm going to have to do it during highschool. If, by the end of my 4 years, I'm not able to show I can make decisions, it's off to medical school to do whatever my parents want me to do.

I'm going to move out as soon as I can, and probably end up cutting off all connections.

Blah.

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