Grrr....vent

So I'm supposed to be doing homework but I really don't feel like it. I have accomplished a series of things today so I get a break. Besides, I totally work better when under pressure, probably why I'm such a procrastinator. I don't feel good, and although I have my own space here at the relative's house, I would love to be back home. ICK! I forgot I gave up my apartment, which means I have to start the hunt. The good thing with that is I get to choose one that is a little nicer, and maybe further away from the parentals. I know, I keep bitching about them, but truthfully I'm a little pissed at them... I almost want to postpone my flight (Sunday!!!) again. I know, I can't just keep pushing it back, but my feelings are hurt and I don't want to go home. And I have nowhere else to go.

Blah... I just really hate kissing Lex's ass... and they all do it for Gabriel.
I love Gabriel, don't get me wrong, but come on! So my #1 priority when getting home is getting the hell out of there. And then there's Rachel who happens to be Lexy's best friend. Yay! Which means I'm watching what I say about her in front of Rachel. The thing with her is she'll always stick up for the underdog, only the underdog is usually the one that is terribly wrong: Lex, Aaron, Gabe, Nino... she sure knows how to pick them.

Guess who got taken down a notch in being priority in the family. Me. The very person that needs the most help right now, because really they got me in this mess. I suppose I can't blame them all for this, but for a major part, yeah I can. Okay besides me hating the not being the center of the universe, I'm kind of pissed that after everything she's done, everyone can just welcome her right back in. I don't like her. Almost every time I get reminded that I am not a BIOLOGICAL CHILD, the fight usually involves her. I hate that. So I'm walking on eggshells as soon as I get home. Ridiculous! Already my dad told me to cool it with the comments. It's going to be a loooooooonnnngggg two weeks... Hmmm maybe I should say 3 weeks tops, get my car, get a job, get a place.

Ugh that's gonna be annoying. I think all my stuff is in storage, but whatever is still at the apartment with the kids, it's gonna get uncomfortable getting back. I already know the attitude I'm gonna get about that. Effing A...