Idiots make the world go round.
Sometimes I wish I was born into some other life. Things have been a bit stressful lately, with college applications, school work, and of course the family. Everytime Michael fucks up, he blames it on someone or something else. "My shins hurt because the coaches make me work out at track," "My homework isn't done because I have more important things to do," or "My grades are low because my teachers are idiots." I just want to yell at him and make him take at least SOME of the blame. I don't expect him to take all of it. I'm not delusional, but it would be nice if he would take some responsibility instead of yelling, blaming it on other people, or slamming his door and blasting the radio so that it causes more arguements than it solves.