Wow. I really love being mad at the world. I also love how my plans are instantly ignored whenever mom decides what I’m doing. When I say mom, I mean mom. Eventhough she says the same thing each time, “Your dad and I have decided…” yeah… sure when she says dad, she means her. Is it impossible to have someone trust me. It’s alright for me to stay home alone whenever they want to go out of town, or I’m sick. It’s okay for me to stay home whenever they think my brother is going to be here, eventhough they know he’ll go somewhere and come home late. What the hell is the difference? There is none! It’s only one night. I wouldn’t even be staying home alone. I would go to Jesses’ house and stay there, or have a friend come over and stay with me. It’s moments like these when I really truly want to piss them off, and push them to their limits. Tomorrow WILL be hell for them. I will make sure of it. I love it when dad is so pissed at me because he does not understand why I’m so upset. Well, maybe it’s because him and his stupid wife don’t trust me, and honestly just want to control my life. I’m tired of it. One of these days they are really going to finally understand me. I don’t care if they like it or not. I will make it so they DON’T like it.