Don't read if you don't like vent.

Well, I'm still up. My mom gets up, takes a shower, and comes in here- to wake me and my sister up. Yes- that's right, me and my sister. My sister, to take her shopping. Me- I HAVE NO F*CKING IDEA WHY SHE WAS GOING TO WAKE ME UP. Oh yeah- mind you, I get to babysit my little sisters while they go shopping.
So then I get p*ssed off, yell at her, she says,"Well, I'm sorry, Kristin!"
And then I said,"YOU AREN'T SORRY! YOU WERE NEVER SORRY!"
And guess what? "IT'S NOT MY FAULT YOU ALWAYS DECIDE AT THE LAST MINUTE."
I've been telling her. For the last few months. That I wanted to go. BUT NO. SHE NEVER LISTENS TO ME. I'll be talking to her about something, and my sister will tell her something stupid, and she'll listen to my sister instead of me. And then I say,"So, is that okay?" or something like that and then she'll say,"Oh, sorry- I wasn't listening to you." I. JUST. FEEL. SO. F*CKING. LOVED. BY. MY. D*MN. FAMILY.
I swear- I was born in the wrong family. I'm NOT like them- NOT AT ALL. It's like being surrounded by black and white.

I'm fortunate though- I have a laptop, a gameboy, books, a bed, a dog, and friends who are there for me. I have more than most people can afford, and I'm here bi*ching about my problems. Gah- I'm sorry guys, that I make you all feel like crap. I just feel out of the picture in my family. It's like I don't even exist.
You may as well paint me purple and everyone else in my family gray. That's what it feels like- I don't fit in.

God- all I want to do is move to Michigan. That's all I want- I want to move there. I want to so badly that I'm crying now. I want to go to Michigan. If given the choice to stay where I am and keep all my stuff or to move to Michigan and leave everything I own here- I'm going to Michigan. But that can't happen, because my family hates me. So, I'm sorry...I have another 5 years until I can...this is endless torture...I lost my patience over the stupidest things...I can't wait.