BLOODY TRANDOSHANS!

EAT THAT, LIZARD FACE! DIE!

Resigned

How shall i start?

Ok, i've got to be honest. It isn't the first time i'm feeling this way, and neither is sibling favouritism something new to us all.

I think i have lost touch with my family. Seriously.

All my mum and dad seemingly care about are my sister's bowling achievements. Competitions after compeitions, and they return home at like what? Midnight? Say a few words here and there and head off to bed. I barely communicate with them. Well its not my sister's fault, she's doing good at what she likes and i'm happy for her. I guess its something i have to bear with.

I feel treated like a second-grade object. My sister's the oh-so-fine, smart, intelligent, acheiving bowler. Their, wonderful child which has already excelled in areas that i didn't.

It's so obvious, especially with my dad. I try to start a conversation with him and all i get is a gruff reply with his eyes still transfixed to whatever programme thats airing on tv at the moment. And if i DO get one, he gives me a slight frown and a seemingly annoyed look. Thats as far as we get. There's the feeling that he doesn't like me, like i'm a failed experiment or something. I'm giving up trying to talk to him.

There's more, but i don't really want to continue. Thats all i guess, for now. Bye