Well. Teslin was ignoring me. That made me sad. -Er than usual. Whoo music. Music makes me happy. Sorta. Hehe. Anyways. My parents are gone to bed, my dad was all "Don't put the light on, or this one, get off there soon. Lock the doors, your brother hardly comes home" so I kept saying 'whatever' and then he's like "Don't 'whatever' me!" In his "I'm trying to be parental and make you scared" voice. I said 'whatever' to him again. Tes made (well not made) me read this story about a girl that had shit going on. She cut, her friend got kidnapped and her parents are druggies. I feel empathy and misunderstanding towards her and then I think about how good my life is. Ok, my parents are paid and they don't abuse me, thats a plus. I don't cut but I understand why people would. I have enough 'emotinal' pain that I can handle right now. I'm not a stong person, I was broken when my dog died. Get over it. I don't confide in people and I generally don't care. Leanna frustrates me, Tes has her own shit goin on. Well, hey whatdya know, thats about it. I know in Fams they were all like "Relationships are the most important things to a teen" but really, in my mind there not. I can go on without friends, or talking to someone. It's much easier if you have no social standing. I shouted at my mom one time that she wouldn't let me have a life and she laughed. Hey what else is new right? I shrugged it off. My parents don't give a flying fuck about me, and I would actually prefer if my friends didn't enough. I don't really want people around me, they'll try to be all blah to me. I can have select people, like Leanna and Tes but sometimes it's too much. We have neighbors next door and there bastards right? Well the chick had her little granddaughters over and they were playing tennis. My mom and this chick have major problems, there all like 'i hate you' and stuff. We've been reported to the city multiple times for pointless reasons. Anyway. SO the little kids were playing tennis and the girl lost the ball, it went onto our grass. They stood out there for five minutes looking at each other and then the ball. So the oldest one (I'm guessing anyway) goes into the house I guess to ask permisson to get her fucking ball back and then comes out, sprints across the grass gets the ball and sprints back like she's commited a crime. Like what the hell is this chick telling her kids? Are we really that fucking bad. I guess so. Oh well. I showered, and shaved my legs. This is like an amazing event. Wow... yay?