Meh I'm really stressed out. Everything always seems to go wrong at once. It's really not fair. Like we have no insurance. On anything. And my dad is an idiot and rides his dirtbike all the time. Health insurance? Nope. None. And just this weekend he got into a head-on collision with this other guy on another dirtbike up in the hills behind my house. Luckily he's fucking fat so he didn't break anything, but the poor guy he ran into....he broke some ribs, his ankle, and I think his wrist....so I guess it's a good thing that my dad is a fatass. For once. Sorta. But seriously - riding that fast in the hills where there are OTHER PEOPLE sans health insurance? STUPID. And then my mom didn't pay the phone bill at our house so now....we have no phone..... And I'm basically the only one that lives there now since she's always at Ron's...so I have no phone. If anything happens I can't get ahold of anyone. And I live in the middle of nowhere. I have my cell phone, of course, but there isn't any service. I'm screwed. And my mom doesn't give a shit. She's just going to let it stay off for a while. Why? I do not know. She's lost her fucking mind. It's finally happened. She'd rather go spend her money on shoes and manicures rather than what should be spend on the essentials...being a PHONE LINE??? My GOD. My family is so fucked up. I need to move out. Soon. Very soon. And now she says that if I get a job I'm going to have to spend it to get food for our house and everything. WHAT THE FUCK?? I'll have to take over all payments on the stupid house and basically be the parent...even though I practically am already. I don't understand her.....I would be so much happier doing all of this if it were my own apartment. Not her house. I mean our house is much bigger than an apartment would be. And I wouldn't have to pick up after her and my dad and Steve ever. The only thing is - apartments in this area are fucking expensive. Like......ridiculously expensive. So I'm extremely fucked. Unless I were to move in with somebody and share the apartment, which wouldn't be quite as bad...still expensive but not as bad. Ugh. I hate living in that house. Soooooo I'm at Jordan's at the moment. I came over earlier because my dad ditched me to go to a party with my brother but ended up dropping my brother off with me again and it's really confusing...but I didn't want to be there with Steve since well....Steve is an ass... So now I'm here. Ugh I can't even kill my mom for her life insurance. We don't have any. Comical almost....isn't it? Not really.