Today is the day of my brother Chris' birth...Not that I actually care or anything because I hate him and he hates me. I am incredibly bored. I have to go to work at 5:00. Yay me! Not really. I'm just happy I'm not gonna be at home for his great and wonderful birthday. Yesterday there was this whole big ass fight and my sister was saying something to me, and he told her I wasn't worth it and not to worry about saying anything to me. I'm not worth it? What the hell! I'm the one that gets up at 6:30 am and takes him to work. I also get up early on Saturday when I don't have to take him to do whatever the hell he asks me to. I can't fuckin' stand the fact that I do all this shit for him and I'm not worth it. Worth what exactly? Oh well I don't really care. I hate him and that's all that matters. :) My mom is talkin' about callin' Subway and tellin' my boss to let me off Wednesday so I can be here for his party. I don't want to go to his party. I don't want to even know him. I hate my mom. She won't shut the fuck up. Every 2 minutes she comes in here and tells us something else to do. Well I guess I better get things done. Before my master gets angry. :)