why can't i just go live on an island far away from everyone eles(with internet acsess, of course)

i am extreamly ticked off today.
you might ask why?
well, 1. im very sleepy. tcm got back yesterday, and of course, had jet lang. there are thousands of things to to at midnight, without waking up a very tierd girl in pain, but of course, he can't do any of that, oh no. he has to get up at midnight, and through out the night. but even thats not enoughm, he has to say, to himself, loudly 'i'm gonna make some nice hot chocolate' and 'walker, want some food'
as far as i know, feeding a cat and making hot choclate do not requier commentary, nor to they requir slamming already creaky bedroom doors. but i must be mistaken.
and then lits back track to 'girl in pain' why, might you ask, am i in pain? for one my anlke has been hurting like crazy for days, and for abnother, i have painful floor-burns on both knees, and elbows.
it was a YW/YM activity (church) i can't bend very far, i'm very tight. its some genetic thing. bending over, i can just touch my knees, then it hurts, badly.
so for the activity, i had to race, pushing this rollor. i thought i could do it, but i was wrong. after i fell the second time, and got hurt, the other team, made up over 12-13 year old girls, started laughing at me. i couldent stand. when i finished my turn, i limped up onto a table. the leader insisted they were 'laughing with me' but for the record, i sure as hell wasn't laughing. there are some of those girls that i could just kill. while i pressed a cold compress to one knee, one of them kept jeering at my teammates. she must think she's qeen. i told her to shut it, and she got all bratty on me 'don't talk to me like that'
well, some needs to, cuz other wise, the bay area's gonna end up with another princess amaila (dragon slippers refrence)
so theres that.
and today, tcm has the nerve to call me'evil clone' on his blog, and throse this mini-fit, which he does often enough, and storms out the door. of course, its my fault.
it allways is. cause i'm partaly deaf of something, and natraly talk loud, so everyopne hears what i sayu, but never what he says. sibling equality? oximoron.
reminder: if any part of this post angers you, though it out, carri around your burdens for nine mo nths, then complain about it to me. thats what i end up toning. heven forbid i ever complain (grounded, and a screaming at from dad.)
 more later, unless i pull up enough bravery to run away and stay away for more than a few hours. though my foot would have to heal first, and thats never gonna happen.
im just really, really depressed and angery right niw, and i can't complain to my rents.
anyway, more later