I apologize. rant. read at your own risk.

Okay guys I'm going to start off with, I cannot wait until I go to college FAR FAR AWAY. Any tolerance I have left for human beings as a whole has been spent. God okay where do I start? I know I'm not the only person who has a room that may look like a mess but everything is actually organized in a way that ill find everything I need. My dear mother decides, "oh lets up for her and send the aunt to clean her room so she can't find ." I can't find my schoolbag, homework, wallet, project, NOTHING! and I've been soending my time trying to find this stuff which ends up in some crazy place not even in my room or its in the trash! *screams into a pillow. The same night my phone starts beeping at two am and I get up to get the charger. Well my mother decides to get up cuz she heard me trip over my sister's stipid skateboard and scream at me for being up. Well. I'm sorry I wanted to annoying phone to shut up. She doesn't even hear me out and smacks me, with the charger in her hand! Damn chargers against your face hurt... the second she gets home every day there is no warm greeting or hello. Its a scolding about everything. Well I'm sorry I had schoolwork to do. I get busy with my dance team too so of busy left and right. I don't have time to clean the house spotless for you like I did in the summer because I have no time. My aunt who cleans my room for me is so dakn picky about everything. I can't pull out a notebook without her complaining. I'm serious, I pulled out a notebook and she goes, "you have so many notebooks and you never use them! Give them away or something! They clutter the house!" She threw away three years worth of notebooks that I wrote stories in, took notes, jotted my ideas and dreams. Gone! She took all the christmas presents I bought for my friends and put them all over the place thinking it was my mom's and that she could put it wherever the hell she wanted, WRONG, I spent a lot of money on those so don't ing touch them. Okay I have another question. Why is it during the years of being a teenager, you are treated as a small child but expected to act as an adult? I went to ask for some service at the art shop because I needed to find something. The worker comes out with a face and says, "do you really need service or where you just pressing the button?" Damn I needed service! If you want me to buy something from your store then you better up ur customer service. Shr gave my friend and I a look that said, "what do these idiots want?" I left the store after that. Damn ill buy my stuff somewhere other than this over priced place. Speaking of that, within that same day I made a special gift for my friend who I'm still crazy head over heels for. Its been a year since I've seen him because he moved away but he's coming to visit so I'm really excited. Well my friend's boyfriend decided to take the gift I made... and screw it up... the whole damn thing... screwed it up... I pour my heart and soul into it... and now its screwed up... excuse me while I cry in the corner and wish for death to take me quickly...