Okay so i have more then just a couple siblings but i only live with 2. My little brother whos almost 14 and my older brother whos almost 21. Well when it comes to those two they get along great but when it comes to me? You bloody well forget it. They hate me. They are just two lazy asses well im the singer/dancer. I mean come on! Ive been irish dancing for 5 years and started singing this year. Anyways... Back to my story. I love the computer and was on it like always. My little brother came upstairs and demanded i close all the internets open. (screw my spelling and grammar btw)Being me i said hell no and continued on. Well he likes to whine and beg but as i was already mad at him i ignored it. So later on i was practicing singing and all was fine for once but the minute i started dance practice i got yelled at from the bottem of the stairs. My mom just ignored the whole thing and i was told to stop. Well i stopped and went to my room for fear of loosing it. Once cool i came back out and got yelled at for not eating dinner. My mom's a nurse and thinks im anorexic even though its been 4 years since i was almost hospitalized. Now on the verge of tears and raging mad i sit her and journal for the first time. Thanks for your time guys.