I feel like I'm the most lame person in the world. Everyone keeps telling me that, no, I'm not the most lame person. Yeah, well. I may not be the most lame, but I sure am lame. I don't even know why I feel like I'm the most lame person. I just do. Maybe its what my dad said to me when I was talking to my mom. We'd had my SEOP thinger that day and we were talking about school and stuff and I'm thinking about being a lawyer, and I was tlaking to my mom about that and my dad came up the stairs and said something about how lawyers have to do their homework and stuff like that. Which made me me angry, because to say that to someone who is getting all A's right now, that is a really rude thing to say. I DO do my homework. I work really hard. He didn't even finish freaking college, because he didn't bother going to classes, so he can't really talk. Gaah. That just makes me so mad. *sigh* Is nothing I ever do good enough for him? He doesn't bother coming to band stuff, ever. He only came to my after-school performance things 8th and 9th grade if my mom couldn't. He doesn't come to my basketball games, my volleyball games, anything. When I played soccer, he would come to every game he could, if he didn't have to work. At least playing soccer he seemed to enjoy coming and watching me. Mom comes to my stuff, sometimes if she can make it, and seems to enjoy it. Dad lettered in soccer two years, lettered in debate, and lettered in drama. So I can see from that what he's interested it. He used to love having me around when I was little, and now its like he can't wait to get rid of me, of all of his kids. He's turned from being the cool, fun dad into the grumpy, fat old "I sit in front of the computer all day, except for when I go to work" mean, distant man. I hate it. And my family wonders why I hate being at home. Pfft. He isn't nice. My family in general (the ones that are still at home, namely, Mom, Dad, Shauna, me) isn't very nice. Mom is tolerant of pretty much everything, Dad blows up at the stupidest, littlest things, and Shauna's never really here to be in a bad mood. And me, well, I'm a teenager, one that no one wants around. My brother included me with his friends and stuff when I was little, but then he went on his mission and my two older sisters blocked me out; I was the annoyance. They always went and did things together, leaving me behind to wish I was being included. They haven't changed, and since Christi first went off to Snow for college, then came home and moved out of the house, Shauna has since decided that sometimes, I will just have to do. I've complained too much. I'm going to leave now and shut up.