Get out while you can!

Things can never go right here it seems. This is why I tend to stay awake at night and sleep during the day. It's not healthy, I'm sure, but it's the only way I can avoid getting a lot of anger all day long.

Mom has stormed out of the house, angry. Why? Because apparently me and my siblings are keeping her boyfriend awake. I don't know exactly how that is our fault. He said for like 3 hours "I'm going to sleep now." over and over, but kept going online to talk to people. Now, when he finally tries to sleep, we're meant to be extremely silent; not make a single sound. Ok...how? It's not possible to be THAT quiet. My youngest brother ended up accidentally knocking something off of a shelf and onto the floor, which made a loud bang. Annoyed, Sean left Mom's room and went outside. Mom got major pissed, stormed out of the house, and drove off somewhere.

If he has such a problem sleeping during the day, why doesn't he be sensible and sleep at night, or during the day when it's quiet? What he does instead is sits around downstairs and watches TV till midnight. Then comes upstairs and talks to people online for hours, then claims he's gonna sleep, then talks online even more, claiming over and over he's going to sleep. When he finally tries to, we're all meant to be extremely silent. Thing is, when he decides to, everyone is usually home and awake. In the mornings, Mom and my brother are usually out working. My youngest brother is at school. My sister tends to sleep an awful lot...at night, during the day...whenever she can really. I'm sleeping during the day. But he decides to chat online or watch TV and finally decides he's going to sleep when everyone is home and awake and bound to make some sort of noise. Can't he use his brain and sleep at a time when it's silent instead of picking the worst time?

I cleaned my room up majorly today to make room for a new wardrobe because the one I currently have is falling apart and is no use for anything really. I have my clothes all around my room in piles because there's no where in the wardrobe to put them since it's busted up bad.

*sigh* Just perfect. Sean's gone downstairs now that Mom is back (she's crying), and is telling her she should gather us all in a room and bitch at the lot of us. GOD...I really can't deal with that fucking moron. I get bitched at enough everyday by Mom telling me to get a job and get the hell out of her life. Apparently, she's going to do that after she gets home from work tomorrow. Looks like I'm going to have to be out, but where to? If it's cold like today, I'm going to need some gloves. Not going to be a good day at ALL tomorrow.