Feeling Alone
I went to mass today and almost killed my mother. She made us sit toward the front, which she knows I hate. And why does she know this? Oh, because I told her literally 20 seconds before we sat down. Then, there is the insense. I was choking and coughing all through the mass. She knows that the type of insense that they have bothers me and my sister and my dad too. (ANd she wonders why he won't go to church except on xmas). We watched the 3rd Harry Potter and the family is walking the dog right now. Even though my family is here (well not at this exact moment, but otherwise... I still feel like no one in my family cares. I mean, I think my mom cares more about the fact that I died my hair than anything else.