Crawfish Boils, Loneliness, and Other Stuff

Friday my parents and I went to my Dad's company crawfish boil. My other two sisters didn't want to come, but I wanted to be there for my mom. She's a little anti-social and if even the chance, she'll just sit there and not talk or anything. I'm painfully shy and hate it, and she LIKES not talking to anyone, ever. *rollseyes* Anyway, it was so boring just sitting there and there was a bunch of adults all acting like high schools and very clicheish. It was a little disturbing. Mostly because I was just so lonely and bored and just wanted to get away from all of them.

Also, my Dad was yelling before and after the stupid thing-again. The guy is a major jerk and I'm just so sick of his bipolarness. One moment he's cool and the next she's screaming and making me want to cry because we're running thirty minutes late. He's going to have a heart attack one day, and I'm going to just tell him that I told him so. Stupid man.

Speaking of loneliness, everyone I know is gone or going away and I'm getting lonely again. :( I don't think I'm going to have *that* problem again, but I may end up doing *something* to cope with this lonely, bored, uneasy, strange, feeling that I have right now. The last time I felt this way, I did a few things to myself that I'm not proud of. I didn't really HURT me, because I'm to scared to, but I hurt me.