When I said things were back to normal, I was awfully wrong. Mom's acting all weird again... She claims that I have an attitude, when all I did was come outside and sit in a chair. She said I was angry because she said no to eating dinner with my neighbors/friend. Well, yeah, it's kinda natural that I'd be upset that she said no, but it's not like I displayed it! And then she says that I was sulking, when I was just sitting in the chair outside looking at the birds and the cat... what does she want me to do, a song and dance?! You know, I think things are just normal... mom's got an attitude and is made at me, and I'm displaced and miserable... yeah, that sounds rather normal actually.

Aurora said that we might go out to Fire Island someday this week, so I at least have that to look foward to (ya know, actually seeing people). Speaking of which, I noticed recently just how freakin' sheltered I am. I almost never see people, and when I bring it up, they (being my parents) shift the blame on me, saying that it's my fault for never seeing people. To put it frankly, bull shit. Yeah, I know that my friends can't invite me over because I'm allergic to their pets, so technically if I don't invite them, I don't see them. But it's not like we always have to be sitting in someone's house, we're not in 3rd grade anymore having friggin' playdates, which I think my mom fails to see! Then she'll turn it on me again and say that she's not gonna let me "sit on the street corners with my friends". ...when did I mention street corners?! There are other places to hang out ya know... like the mall, the beach, the movies, ect. Then my dad says that I have to get out more and do things, well it's not always my responsibility to get everyone together and go somewhere! Not that I have that many options to begin with, my only real close friends are Christina, Kayla, and Aurora... yeah, Erik too, but he's not in the country at the moment. So yeah, pathetic me has about 4 real friends, only 3 of which I can invite anywhere. I'd invite all three of them to go somewhere, but Christina barely knows them and I don't want to make her uncomfortable.

So yeah, this is my life in a nutshell: wake up, eat food, brush teeth, read at least 47 pages in Farewell to Arms, eat again, go on computer to who knows when, sleep. Fun, hmm? Then when I bring my boring exsistance up to mom, she just flips out and of course... blames it on me for getting up late and not inviting people over. As I stated before, why the hell should it always be me doing the planning?!?! Yeah, if I want to do something, I'll call up my friends in advance and we'll do something... but god forbid they ask me to go somewhere. Mom has to go through every fine detail, even so much as who is driving the freaking car. Yeah, I know, parents need to know where their kids are, I totally understand that, but she takes it to the extreme. If she find out that someone she doesn't approve of might be there, then there's no way in hell I'm going. It's not like I want to go to a club or anything, last time I checked people weren't getting killed in the mall T_T. Did I also mention that I'm smart enough not to talk to strangers? Yeah, I'm not so sure my mom remembers that I'm not two. I'm fifteen, I think I can handle the outside world. I think it's time she friggin' let me breathe and go outdoors! >__> why do you think my arms hurt...?

That was my longest journal entry to date, and it was filled with ranting. Yeah, that makes me look like a loveable person, no wonder I have so little friends.