I'm going to scream.

Conversation about my stepdads broken flip flops:
"now I don't have any fking flip flops because you can't watch those fking dogs." John said.
"I don't have any either! But that's okay, I'll spend my money to buy myself some!"I said.
"No, you don't have to Celina." my mom said.
"You need to be buying school clothes," said John.
"for what? It's summer! I'm not buying school clothes in the middle of summer. And I only have forty bucks, how far do you think that's gonna get me? I'm going to buy some tanktops for the summer." I insisted.
"fine then, you don't get new school clothes this year. And why do you need tanktops? You're not going anywhere anyways."
"Oh yeah, I forgot I'm not allowed to have a life!" I almost screamed.
"that's right, you aren't." he said.
"just go to your room Celina." my mom said.
Now I'm sitting in my room.

My mom is amazing. She's in there fighting my case. She just said, "so she left to have a good time with her friend! For three to five days she did everything in this house and you did nothing! But instead of appriciating the twenty five or thirty things she did do, you're bitching because she missed two things!"

I wish I was anywhere but here right now.