Terribly annoying stressful day.

Slept at 2AM. Dad woke me up at 8:30 just to tell me to do laundry. Before that, Mom woke me up at 6-7AM to tell me the same thing. I get up and out of bed and head for the bathroom. I couldn't even shit in peace-no joke. Afterwards I went downstairs to do the stupid laundry. Soon after, I went back to bed with my netbook. Only 10 minutes after I came back upstairs, he told me he was headed out for his doctor appointment. REALLY NOW? Annoying.

As if both parents ticking me off so early wasn't enough, my sister had to be a total bitch. AS ALWAYS. I think part, if not most, of the reason why I was so mad today was because I didn't have permission to go out. My day today was so pointless and unproductive. I'm feeling extremely lazy and tired too. Not good.

When my dad came home around 2PM, I had to go finish up the laundry. Or try. He continued to tick me off to no end, so I took a nap. I think I took a 2 hour nap, or something. Before I knew it, it was 5PM and I had to bring my brother to karate (or whatever the heck it's called). I just became conscious from my nap (I wouldn't call it waking up, really) and I didn't want to bring him. I told him to tell my sister to bring him and I'll pick him up. She comes upstairs, punches me while I'm asleep, bitches/yells something stupid, and storms off. I was so mad, I punched the wall. It sort of hurt, but it was nothing compared to the anger I felt.

As if that wasn't enough. OH YEA, there's more. My mom comes home, and I remembered that I had to add the fabric softener to the second load. My sister was down there the entire time, and I thought she would have enough common sense to add the fabric softener. Of course, she did not. I go down, prepared to hang up the load and all she says to me is, "You forgot to add the softener." She has the nerve to say it in that manner, as if the laundry is solely my responsibility. REALLY NOW? I cam back upstairs and complained a little to my mom about how stupid my sister was. My dad "just" woke up form his nap and he bitched at me for complaining like a bitch. Gah. I was so mad, I went to my room, crawled in bed and just cried.

Later on, it was time for dinner. I had to set up the table by myself, and I was hungry. I didn't give a damn 'cause my stomach was growling for food. After dinner, my dad had this form for me to fill out. It was some insurance thing and they wanted to clarify something or whatnot. I filled it out in frustration due to my parents' attitudes and forgot to white something out while throwing a slight tantrum. Slight tantrum and I get scolded. Thanks a lot.

I think after today, my life span just shortened by a good 10ish years, if not 5 at the least. Thanks, family. Thanks a lot.