I guess one could say that life isn't so bad, is everything wasn't so damn screwed up. I don't really know how to account for all this, but I suppose most of it is my fault.

It is not my fault, however large the problem may be that my dad's idiot girlfriend is a person whom I despise. I suppose I may regret saying these things now, but aaaaaaaaarg.

Anyway, friends suck, life sucks, I suppose I can resign myself to thinks like going home all the time, sitting alone - even typing in this computer seems like a waste.

Well good luck to you and all of yours.