Boxed In

I'm getting jittery, like a junkie without her fix. I'm going to fly into a million pieces if I don't get out of here soon. How can everyone else in my family be totally ok with just sitting around here? Before, shows were to keep me from dwelling on my sadness, because if I slowed down the depression took over. Now it seems like if I'm not doing something I'm pacing holes in the floor.
I just want to get in my car and drive. I don't even know where, maybe to Canyon Lake, maybe out to Lutes' house, maybe just around the block, but I can't of course. No one except me is in any rush to let me get my license any time soon, let alone insure me. The car was supposed to be my "symbol of independence" well right now, it's just a reminder of my dependance on everyone else. I'm so sick of bumming rides off of people and being trapped in this house. I just need to do something...I envy mary so much, she's always taken the liberty of giving herself independence, and I can't. I seriously feel trapped right now, I have ever since dad got home. It's hard for us to be in the same room again.
I seriously almost snapped because I can't find out how to remove the red squiggly lines that say I "misspelled" something from my web browser, I'm getting wound way to tight right now, can we say cabin fever? I'm pretty sure that's what it is, restlessness, insomnia, irritability, etc.
Of course then there's the fact that I'm 5 days away from high school graduation and I'm so impatient to get this over with. I'm sick and tired of high school and all the trouble that goes with it.
As I'm sitting here randomly thinking of things to say, on the floor above me my mother and sister are having yet another blow out fight. I believe the source is the fact that Anna left her car running in the driveway for 4 hours today, engine on and everything. Let me point out that she's been driving for longer than I have, and mom and dad practically gave her that car on a silver platter, no loans for her, it was gifted. Well, understandably, mom and dad are pissed, and I think might have revoked her driving privileges for an undetermined amount of time. Anna also happens to have a god complex and thinks that the world revolves around her and her troubles are the deepest of anyones in the world. I do have to feel a little smug but at the same time annoyed though. My sister has managed to lock her keys in the car 3 times in the past month, and 2 of those times the car was running. And they trusted her with driving before they trusted me. Explain that one to me.
Well, I'm going to sign off for now
Fare thee well gentle reader
Sarah