Meh.... @__@ You win the argument (if there was one XD).

After I took an important test to try to get into an important program at an important high school, I came home, exhausted. I was home alone for a while, and I decided that I wanted to go out for lunch, to reward myself for how amazing I was because I think I didn't completely fail the test. My dad and brother came home slightly later, from a hike that they did with the Cub Scouts. I asked my dad if we could take me out for lunch. He said no, he didn't feel like it. I pouted, and called my mom, who was on her way back from Christmas shopping. I asked her, could she take me out for lunch? She sounded annoyed, but she agreed. I informed my dad that I was going out with mom. "Okay then," says he, "Nick and I will just come along with you."
"No," says I. "No, I want it to be a special thing with mom and I?" Why? Not because I hate you, not because I don't want to spend time with you, although by your reaction, I might make that the new reason. Because Mom took this exact same test for the exact same high school exactly 20 years ago. Okay!?
He totally flips. He thinks Mom is making her kids hate their poor, crippled father, and not like her parents and blahblahblahFREAKINGSPAZZATTACK. Oh my GOD, Dad, when in my life have I ever said that to you? You're a control freak, and you go insane over little things.
And then my brother. "WHAT WHY NOT I WANT TO COME TOO IT'S NOT FAIR I HAVE TO COME YOU HAVE TO LET ME GO OMG I HATE YOU SDCGSJFCJSJSDGVJCS"
My brother has his own issues that I won't get into, defiance orders and lots of other little things that make him... unique... and I usually just ignore him, but I totally snapped. Okay, I've been pushed my whole life towards this final point, HIGH SCHOOL, and right after I took the test that would be most important for me for the next four years of my life, two of the main people in my life are TOTALLY FLIPPING OUT ON ME.
My dad won't even talk to me now, and my brother's having a signature hissy fit, and then my MOM comes home, and all hell breaks loose.
"MOOOMMMM DOO YOUU HATEEE MEE IRGFIUGI TAKE ME PLEEASEE PLEASE."
My brother is clinging to my mom's leg like a baby. A freaking infant.
And then a whole new hissy fit, as my dad makes him lunch.
A chicken sandwich.
"CBHSDGFCIYSDGVBFIBGFVIUBGSBF FMLLLLLLL I HATE YOU DAD I HATE YOU MIRA KIWEFGDGFVJSGVJCSDG."
I walk out the door with my Mom.
Now SHE'S pissed.
Ranting about my father, and how horrible he is, and how controlling and unaccepting, and then a whole new topic comes up.
One we've briefly mentioned, but never really had a conversation about.
Our whole walk to the restaurant, we talk about it.
Divorce.
Time away from Dad.
So he can move back to California, where he's happy, whatever.
My whole happy celebratory lunch was like this.
Allllll offfff thissss stuffffff aboutttt Daddddd and divorccceeee and oh my poooorrr brother and oohhh how he's channnggggeeeddd i needddd a breakkkk from himmmmmmm

My family is kind of screwed up right now.

Oh, my god, honey, I'm so sorry. Dx Just go hide in a corner and put on your headphones and take a break from your family for awhile, kay?

I'm really sorry. I know everyone says that, but I've watched [in reality] so many of my friends' families get divorced. Just work through it. Talk to your mom, or Heather, or Soph. I don't know if I, someone through the Internet who might as well be creep, would be able to help as much as an actual friend could.

I hate being like this. I feel like a typical, hormonal teenager.

I always act like I'm better than everyone else, and look down on them, but I really think it's because of envy. I know of my flaws, and my few small talents, and exaggerate those talents so I don't have to think of my imperfections. My flaws are the things I hate the most, next to idiocy and bigotry. I really am very confident, that's no act; every once in a while, I get very jealous. I look around at my classmates, and....she's got a lot of friends; she's great at sports; she's pretty; she's funny; she can sing--what am I? Rugged and intelligent? Hey, that's great, I pride myself on that, but can't I be anything more?

:| I know exactly what that's like, except I certainly don't have the rugged. I'm a mathy Tolkein nerd, and that's about it.

Dear Mom:

oh my gosh i can't deal with you anymore! i know you read my freakin' diary and i know that you're probably going to tell dad and then you guys are going to freak out and try to get me a counselor but that diary is FREAKIN' PERSONAL!!!! and now you're probably going to think that i'm a weirdo because i wrote about my crush in there and i can never trust you again and i know that you love elizabeth more than me and shut up and shut up shut upshutupshutupshutupSHUTUP!

She's getting way too explicit.

That's awful. I'm so sorry for you. My lunch after the skill-testing thingy in the secondary school I kinda wanted to go into was perfectly normal, and I wish yours could've been as well.

Happy. :D
 

The title.

My idol, Jillian Jensen, just replied and favorited one of my tweets.

I am the happiest girl alive.