How do I fix this?

So basically, I feel like my home is an apartment complex. My room is my apartment and my parents are just my neighbors who I'm forced to make conversation with if our paths ever cross. I avoid these moments at all costs. Im barely ever "home", instead I choose to be at Trevors, cheer practice, fairfeild with alejandra or even in Castro valley with trevor at his dads. My mom tells me she misses talking to me but that's what she said last time and I would hardly call arguing a conversation. I try to be the bigger person and have a civilized conversation but she won't listen to me. Ever. So I come home at ten on school nights and twelve on weekends, I wake in my "apartment" avoid my neighbors, do my chores, and leave. I don't want to be here, and I hate that I don't have a relationship with my mom. I feel horible and guilty, I don't know what to do..

Well, I'm really excited for this blog because I've always wanted to do one but I've always been to lazy, so now I have a reason to write one. I just want to start off by saying that I hope this class can be like a family and we all can use this class to express ourselves and just have people that will listen to what we have to say. Everything anyone in this class shares or writes is important. Last year this class was a place where I felt at home and I felt comfortable sharing anything I needed to, so I hope for the best this year! I feel sort of lame for writing that but I wasn't quite sure how to start off this here blog.
So, Trevor and I watched this really interesting movie called Boys Don't Cry its about a women who dresses and pretends to be a man. She/He falls in love with another women and ends up being killed when her new friends discover she is really a women. I felt so sad and angry after watching this because I hate how people think they are better than others and think they have the right to take someone elses life away from them. This movie did take place about twenty years ago, and I think in the last few years we have become more tolerate of these types of incidents, well at least our generation has. This movie just got me thinking about how I'm glad that I can be open minded(: