My family is falling apart. We keep fighting, especially about money issues. My dad is broke, I know that. Everyone knows that. But from all of the people in the world, my mom's the one who doesn't deserve it.

I woke up today to the sound of my dad's voice, screaming and actually... crying. I mean, really heart-wrenching if it wasn't so disgusting. He's been an asshole to me, but I understand his mood isn't the brightest.

But whatever it is, we can't do anything about it. My brother keeps spending money on shit that noone needs, doesn't get his life working... jumps from one job to the next, never doing anything about his education.
As for me, I don't have the time for a job- my schedule doesn't allow. And yet I need an income or I'll have to rely on my parents for ever-- be it my mobiles bill or a new car or whatever the fuck it is. Even clothes. Or food. And the worst? I can't pay for extra-maths classes, which I really desperately need to get going. I don't want to fail. It would be horrible.

So my mom, she's working her ass off, all day all night, but it's never enough. University is taking up all her time. I don't know how she can afford it, but she does. Yet not much longer than this. She's hurrying to get it done and make her doctor, but how long can our finances allow? Noone is going to employ my father- he's a smart guy who knows his business, but he's arrogant, shallow and too proud to be employed in a second-rate job- and the good stuff is taken by all the young people.

I'm not complaining about the lack of money.. of course, I'm not the wealthiest person in the world, but I can live without D&G jeans or expensive trips to Paris. What makes me choke on life is the fact that my parents aren't happy, that my family is suffering from the stress it's causing. Add mine and my brother's accidents, the cap repair, the insurance, my driver's licence, everything- deep shit I tell you.

This is why I don't want to grow up. I simply can't afford it.