Just me having a go at myself, don't worry.

I'm not a very nice person. Last night I snapped at my sister for using the better TV when I wanted to use it. I felt horrible afterwards but my stinking pride wouldn't let me say sorry. I feel ashamed with myself.
Another not so appetising feature of my personality is that I quite easily feel jealous for such petty things. I don't even really want to suggest what I feel jealous about since it is so meagre and unimportant. You have to realise that I don't write these posts for sympathy or publicity. I write them to explain things to myself. It's like confiding in someone and getting it out in the open. Let's call this my online diary. Well here goes, laugh all you like.
My best friend, a lovely person because I know you're reading, is called Ashleigh. She has a great loving family. Now this sounds bad because don't get me wrong. I have a great supportive family. I love them to pieces. There just isn't enough of them. This makes me sound selfish and absolutely naive. Because yes I know there are many people out there with abosutely no one. And yes, I am grateful for what I have. But Ashleigh's family are so close. She gets wonderful comments on her facebook pictures. My family don't do that to me. I don't need their comments to reassure me. I'm not attention seeking. It just makes you feel better sometimes. Remember as I said before, this is not a post to get people to comment my pictures.
I could carry on by saying how she sees her Grandma (Nana) all the time. I hardly ever see mine, I don't even know hardly anything about them. But I don't need to carry on anymore because I'm demoralising poor Ashleigh. Don't feel bad, I'm just stupid.
So, it's the new year tomorrow, and I might add my 16th birthday. A fresh new start. I can sort out my flaws and handle my attrocities.

I said that last year.