School begins this week. It's supposed to snow/rain all week, too. We'll see how all this goes?

Gotta be honest, friends, I'm a little depressed about my family life right now. The parents are sleeping in separate bedrooms, the brothers are entertaining but still spend all their time playing their computers. I'm actually pretty happy, as far as the me alone part goes. I feel a bit selfish, since I think, "Hey, you people! These were the last years I was going to spend with you before I went off to med school and became a doctor and all that, as I'm probably not going to see you for years and years!" And now they're not being the ideal I wanted, and in fact they're careening fairly quickly in the other direction, and I feel cheated and betrayed. I have these visions of me down the road taking care of the parents, but in those visions, I was always taking care of both of them, together. I also would like the brothers to do something other than play games so I can find some common ground.

Well, I've been assimilating these new bits, and what will come will come. I can't say I'm happy, but if I wasn't here for this, I'd feel bad, and if this is the end of my family unit as I know it, for whatever reason, even if it's just brother #1 going off to school, I am happy that I stayed here. ...Even if everything closes at nine o'clock and it's boring as hell at night.

I shall leave this rather depressing entry with two good quotes.
From Joan Jett: "We've been here too long / Tryin' to get along / Pretendin' that you're oh so shy..."
(that last line, especially)
From Gabourey Sidibe: "One day I decided that I was beautiful, and so I carried out my life as if I was a beautiful girl."
(the entire quote: "I feel like a model. It justifies everyone in my life who told me I wouldn’t be anything until I lost weight. It justifies that little girl who cried because she didn’t think she could be in front of the camera. And it’s for other girls who feel like they can’t do this or that and feel like they’re not pretty and not worthy of having their photo taken. ... People always ask me, ‘You have so much confidence. Where did that come from?’ It came from me. One day I decided that I was beautiful, and so I carried out my life as if I was a beautiful girl. I wear colors that I really like, I wear makeup that makes me feel pretty, and it really helps. It doesn’t have anything to do with how the world perceives you. What matters is what you see.”)