I don't want, to, dieeeeeeeeee...

I've often heard the expression that "teenagers are angry." Of course, those who say it, are fully grown adults, and don't comprehend why we're angry, but are perfectly capable of understanding their own anger when they were in our shoes. And it can be clearly seen through any time period and any aspect of society. It can be seen through music, television, almost anywhere. And this brings my brain to ask myself: Why am I angry?

Well, personally for myself, there are a ton of reasons. I'm angry because:
-I'm probably the only person in my grade without a phone.
-I'm probably also the only person in the situation I'm currently in.
-I'm tired of hearing arguing over who sleeps more. I swear, if this doesn't stop, you can both sleep forever.
-I'm tired of being here.
-We're going to spend possibly three days celebrating an eight, now nine year-old's birthday for the next three days, yet he did everything in his power to warrant not even an acknowledgement. For me, I got a day out at the mall, a dinner, cake, then a party that honestly nobody cared about me being there, cause it was a bs convention for my mother, and absolutely not about me at all.
-I'm tired of no one but Lexa caring.

I guess that concludes my rant for today. I don't know what else to say, other then him celebrating his birthday for three days does mean that Lexa gets to give her Christmas Card to Aunt Lisa and Uncle Don.

Currently Listening To: Metallica - Ride the Lightening