My sister has the stomach flu, so i've spent as much time outside of the house as possible today, which is weird for me i never leave this place. Unfortunately, i don't think i've escaped the virus, i've felt nauseous since i woke up. I've also been very angry since i woke up, for not apparent reason.
I'm tired of bantering to you about the same teenage bullshit, my parents hate me, i can't wait to move out of here in 5 months blah blah blah, it seems almost incessant. Unfortunately this post will be no different.
I feel like i am punished for being out of the house. I get yelled at when i stay home all day, i get yelled at when i leave, i have yet to find a healthy medium. They will regret being so rude to me after i have gone and when we talk we will have nothing to talk about, there will be nothing to yell at me for. I am stressing about finding a job, the cleaners already found someone, and i haven't gotten a call on the 4 applications I filled out last week. Finding a job is a sink or swim thing for me, if i get one, i can leave and live my own life. If i don't find one soon enough, i get stuck here for god knows how long it'll take me to save up for an apartment.
The fact that I am extremely impatient, does not help. I was I was in New Mexico now, going to shows, kicking it with Megin Taylor, and most of all, being happy and being myself. I'm tired of feeling like an outcast in my own house, I am no better and no worse than anyone else in this family.
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