Listening to: Low - Kelly Clarkson
Today was crap. That's the only way to describe it. Actually, now that I think about it, my entire weekend was pretty much crap. I got in trouble for nothing, got yelled at and put down by my own mother. Apearantly I am lazy, selfish, and a bunch of other crap. I turned up the volume to drown it out...It still made me feel bad. I try, I really do. But I never get recognized for it, its always "You can do better" Or "this isn't your best work, try harder" WELL I AM! Every time I do something, it's never good enough. If my brother does something of the same caliber...My mom is like "WOW!" It's not fair. I have to waste my summers, in my house, babysitting. For free. Which means I can't do anything else, like have friends over or go anywhere. But my brother is allowed to go out and get a job. He can go out and do whatever the hell he wants. Because he's the golden boy. I'm just the other one. Nothing special, just me.