Being the middle child

*ATTENTION all parents (with 2 kids or more): you have more than 1 kid in the house!!!*

In my family, I have an older half-brother (I don't have problems with him at all since he's usually never around) and a little sister. My brother is the light of my father's eyes. My sister is the star attention of both my parents' eyes. And where does that leave me? Exactly! It leaves me looking in the phonebook under adoption. Whenever my little sister is in pain, it's "Oh my god!! It's the end of the world as we know it!" But, when I get hurt or can't even breathe, it's "Oh. She'll be fine." WTF?!! Or maybe when little sister wants to go somewhere or wants something, it's "Ohhh, sure. We'll buy it for you or let me drop what I'm doing right now and let's go to the mall!" With me, it's "I'm tired. We'll do it tomorrow or find something cheap like a $1 DVD while we buy your sister a bike that she can't ride and will probably never use." 

Which is worse: School or your own house?

Differences between house and school:

• I escape my crazy family for a few hours.
• I escape the ass-hole of a school by going home (and tech classes).
• I can sometimes be myself at school unlike my judging family.
• I get decent food at my house...at school, the food crawls away into the dark corners of the cafeteria.
• At home, only 2 adults yell at me and I can just run to my room, at school, at least 4 (or 8) adults yell at me and I can't escape to anywhere. 
• At school, I have friends who (sort of) care about me...at home, I have no one to turn to that don't hate me or vice-versa.

Similarities between house and school:

• They are both full of people who don't understand me, or respect me, and drive me up the wall.
• I don't a give a damn about anyone there (a majority of people).