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My entire family are fucking assholes. I'm not even that upset about not being able to see Warped Tour or Joan Jett or Sleater Kinney or Yellowcard, it's that they think it's fucking hilarious when I get upset about not being able to do what I like to do - see bands. These bands aren't going to be together when I'm out of the house and "old enough" to see shows on school nights! They don't even wait until I'm out of the fucking room to start laughing at me because I'm being - what, over-dramatic about it? I'm not being dramatic about that - I'm being dramatic about the fact that I have to be in bed by 9:00 on school nights, get paid $1 for walking the dog a half a mile, don't get paid at all for baby-sitting my sister, and can't go to even early (starting at 6:30) shows. How the hell do they think I'm being over-dramatic? Dad, if you're reading that, why don't you just go fuck yourself.