was it something i said or something i did or something i did? did my words not come out right?

Back again. Today I had to go to work. I hate my job, but I need the money.

My sister got home from camp about ten minutes ago. Here is how our conversation went.

Dad: Amy look who's home.

Amy:....

Mary: Hey Amy.

Amy: Sup.

Dad: Look something's on Amy's nose!

Mary: I know, she told me about it.

Amy:.....

Dad: Amy do you want to watch TV?

Amy: No.

Then came the dramatic exit to my room, close the door and SCENE!

Later on....

Dad: I told you to take out the fucking trash. So quit talking to that lame ass boyfriend of yours and do it.

Amy: ........ok.

It's not that I don't love my sister, I really do. I just really really really don't care too much for my parental units.

You know, being All American Mascot means that in December I could go to the Capitol One bowl and be in the actual pre-game show. I don't even want to go anymore because it would mean that I have to go with my mom and have her on my ass non stop.

Is it to much to ask that they just leave me alone?

Seriously?

I'm not doing anything illegal, I'm giving them money for my car, what I would like is for them to cut me a break and quit trying to act like the freakin brady bunch when people they know are around.

So Mary, I'm glad that you're home. Hopefully they'll yell at you a little more and me a little less.

I'm not going to think about that right now. I'll think about that tomorrow.

Instead I'm going to think of the one thing that gets me through the day and keeps me waking up in the morning.

Every rose has its thorn, I wish that my family would accept mine and quit trying to mold me into something else. I'm not play doh. to hear them tears me up inside, but in a few years, I won't have to hear them anymore...

till next time, xoxo

-a