Today

Okay, so my parents, they’re pretty nice. Most of the time. But sometimes, I just want to scream at them and run away. You know the feeling. The feeling that you’re misunderstood, blah blah blah. So what, I’m sixteen. That doesn’t mean that I’m a drama queen. Although I do enjoy listening to drama….but no, I’m not always so shallow. I’m a sophomore, clarinetist, and my favourite sport is skiing. Most of the time I’m happy. But Mom and Dad? Yeah, we fight every now and then. Like last night. Okay, so Mom and I were talking about hairstyles for Homecoming, which is next weekend. We narrowed it down to two choices. So I walked up to dad, who was sitting at his computer, working, and asked him which one he liked best. Now, don’t misunderstand me. I already knew the style I was going to pick. I was just checking to see if Dad was on the same page as me. But he went ahead and picked the ugly hairstyle. I mean, seriously. I should have known he was gonna pick the shitty hairstyle that made me look like a retard. I mean come on Dad, I don’t even have bangs. And you know I hate putting my hair up. Okay, here’s another example of stupid things my parents do. I was upstairs this morning, doing laundry, when I realized I needed to pee. There are three bathrooms in our house. The downstairs bathroom, my parents’, and the big bathroom upstairs. Naturally, I like the big bathroom upstairs best. Also, it’s next to the laundry room, so I went and used it. Then I came out, to a very upset Mom. She started going on about how I should always use the downstairs bathroom, and how now she has to clean the one I just used. Okay, Mom. Wow. IT’S A BATHROOM. What else would it be used for?? No one’s eating off the toilet seat, although damn, I bet you could. Okay, can you see the pressure I live with?? It’s crazy, and a wonder I’m still sane. Today’s a Sunday. Which means its laundry day, and the day I avoid homework and everything. Oh…which reminds me, I have homework.