I HATE MY PARENTS!

If its not one thing they have arguments with u over its something else. Today's argument was about jobs! Parents dont seem to understand that u cant walk into a shop and get a job on the spot.

I have a theory about some parents - they have kids, pick their favourite and then make it their mission to make the other childs life a misery, well mine are like that anyway! My brother is the favourite, he goes to private school, he has everything he wants, he doesnt get picked on. Me im just disregarded in the corner not bothered about until they remember every now and again oh we have another child. But no i get the arguments, the upset, the hate my brother gets the love, the attention, the latest new thing.

My life seems to be a rollercoaster one day its up but then another day it has to come down.

You know the happiest times of my life are not when i am with my family at home, doing things as a family. No the happiest times of my life are when i am out with my friends or working at Barratts with amazing people. I jump at the chance to go out with my friends and stay away from home because it would be one day without an argument, one day when i dont cry myself to sleep, or try to think up ways to kill myself or run away.

This afternoon i have been sitting at the end of my garden away from everyone after another heated argument between me and my dad and i was sitting their thinking wot would life be without my friends. The simple answer is i would not be sitting here typing this, i would up there where all the other dead people go. I was thinking if i killed myself how many people would come to my funeral, how many people actually care about me. The answer to this one is my friends (i hope) my mum, my grandma and grandad and my cousin i dont think anyone else would really care. Then i thought i dont need to die, i have my friends and so wot if the guy i like doesnt like me, so what if my parents are intent on making me sad and so wot if i dont have any money i still have my life and my friends.