Things were so much easier when i was younger. I was always happy...I used to make my house alive. but now I'm the one who's the most unhappy. the only place i ever go in my house is my bedroom...I only go downstairs to eat dinner or leave the house, which kinda sucks.
I'm at uni everyday and i work every Saturday so it's not to bad because I'm not home that much...but i hate being home lately. Like if I'm upset my parents don't care...they just call me a sook, so I stay in my bedroom. which is kind of odd considering I used to be so happy. you would think they would be concerned that I'm not anymore...or do they just not care because their to preoccupied with my sister now??
hrmm anyways I have a research report due on Wednesday so better get back to it!
xoxo
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