P i s s e d

Well, I thought SLAM and the Fam Damily and I were all gonna go eat when SLAM got here at 6:30 or so. Then we were all gonna go shopping or something.

Evidently not.

They just left. After telling me to finish my chores. Did not so much as ask if I wanted to go. Well, they asked WHERE I wanted to go, but when they decided that wasn't what THEY wanted they just left without me. And they say I never hang out with them.

THEYNEVERFUCKINGASK!!!!!

I am so angry at them right now. How the hell am I supposed to be a "good teenager" if they just leave me behind? No wonder they think I'm "distant" and "antisocial".

They should just let me have the fucking bird and then go on their merry little way with their spoiled brat devil child and their annoying, snobby friends.

She's looking for a new car. The Durango isn't even three years old yet. ::insert long chain of angry expletives:: And yet they won't buy me a new winter coat!! Well, by "they" I mean she. Unc wants to. That's why we were supposed to go shopping tonight.

And yet here I am, alone at the computer, working on some freaking stupid Spanish essay, bitter, and birdless.

I should give THEM a bird for Christmas. THAT should make up for the Animal Kingdom chess set.