08-06-01 @ 6:00 pm EDT

Well...I guess it starts already. I asked Ma this morning, "Are you going to bingo?" "I don't think so..." "PLEASE be home around 5:30." "I'm just going out there for breakfast."

Well, she WAS here around five, with Shannon...come five-thirty when I get up, both are gone, and my brother and Dad are left, Dad saying, "She and Shannon went to bingo long ago!"

THANKS FOR NOTHING, MA.

And so it starts. Dad and Eric are paired off, talking to each other; Ma and Shannon are paired off together, GONE. And I'm the one left behind with nobody to talk to, nothing to do except come online AS ALWAYS, when all I wanted was for Ma to be home for a FEW STUPID MINUTES around five-thirty so she could do my hair and then leave for whatever she wants. After all, they always leave to do whatever they want anyway. Right? I'm the one who's always stuck at home. I don't ask for much this time, just for her to be home for a few minutes. I know that she and Dad will be spending all their time with Eric and Shannon and not me. So I don't bother asking for it...except for the trip to Mackinac Island, which with my luck probably WON'T HAPPEN. "Ohhhhhh, we don't waaaannnnnt to go..." THANKS.

I hate this damn family. Why did I have to be born into a place that doesn't care if I exist? I would rather have never been born; but it feels even worse when I get the idea that the other people I have to live with feel the same way.

Figures.