So I’m back here again… Last few months (half a year? Who keeps count…) I’ve been acting like a bad live in maid for my parents. Mom calls me “Dobby”. Considering the whole “house elf” thing, I’m not sure i appreciate it.

Got a letter from the student loan people. They want to get repaid. Not a big surprise. What do i do now… Stay in limbo, that’s what. I can’t be bothered. I hid the letter under my mattress. It’s funny how it all seems wrapped in cotton. My first reaction was i wanted to die. Then i spent some time cleaning the kitchen and then it just didn’t matter anymore. I still don’t like it, but…. I guess I’ve gone vegetable.

Finally found out why my mother dotes so much on my youngest brother tho. She thinks he has aspergers. I still hate him. Can’t help it. Gotta hate something, i guess. I don’t think mom likes him very much either. Her face when she finally told us… She almost had a panic attack just saying it. All i could think of was how small and wrinkly she is. She’s like a dried out peach, my mother. Full of worms. I’m not helping. I’m one of them.

I might as well be part of the wallpaper. In fact, i wish i was. Or a piece of furniture. It’d be so nice if i’d never existed.