can i try to be normal

my dad came into my room, second time in like a week. and he walks in, shuts the door behind him, and sits on my couch while i sit down on my computer chair.
he looks at me, and begins "why are you and your mother always fighting. she's really upset with you all the time." and he keeps going from there. and i sit there, and i'm thinking "NOT AGAIN". i mean, him just coming in here to talk to me about it, just makes it a bigger deal. and i have to sit here and listen to him pick out every aspect of the relationship i have with my mother. which i honestly don't understand. he asks me why we fight, and why i talk back and why i make her upset.
i simply tell him it's part of being a teenager, and people always disagree with each other, you just can't expect relationships to be perfect. and he asks me again, like he didn;t hear what i just said. so i said "that's what mothers and daughters do." then he talks about how i'm up so late.
"what are you doing up so late? why are you still going back and forth at midnight?" and i simply tell him "well, sometimes i like to read or listen to music, and i tend to function better at night than in the day." and then he asks who i talk to on the phone and i tell him "lately i haven't been talking to anyone on the phone .. it's just something that hasn't really happened." and then he says "why, you don't talk to your friends anymore?" and then i get frustrated, because he thinks i don't have any friends because i don't talk to them on the phone. and it's like, what do you want me to do?!, you think i have no friends if i'm not talking on the phone, and you get mad if i'm on the phone too long. i just don't get what they want.
then he asks me how come i'm always locked up in my room. how i'm always here. and he asks me how come i don't go in the living room to spend time with them. and i simply say "because whenever i do go out there, mom always tells me to go back to my room to study, so i do. i don't know what you want me to do, i can't be in two places at once." and then i tell him he's making a big deal of nothing. and he says mom's upset. and i tell him "she's always going to be upset." and he asks why and i say "well, because i can't be who she wants me to be. i'm not perfect, and until i am perfect, she's going to be upset. i can't help that." and he sits there. and that's when i began to tear up.
and then he asks me how much homework i do in here. i say about a couple hours everyday. and he asks how come i'm in here all the time, and i tell him because i don't study for two hours straight. i listen to music, or stare at the ceiling.
then this is when he says, "it's not good to stare at the ceiling." i thought he was being funny so i laugh, but he gives me this serious stare so i shut up. then he talks about how there was never this kind of madness when Daniel was in high school. and i just said "Daniel's different." and it's true, my brother can be a push-over sometimes, when i'm the more defensive one. plus, he's a guy, sons and mothers don't have disputes, that's for the daughters and mothers.
and then he said "can't you try to change. can't you try to be normal."
and i just sat there and i honestly wanted to burst into tears. Can i try to be normal.

am i missing something? i didn't think i had it all that bad. i love my mother, don't get me wrong, i don't know what i'd do without her, but since when was it such a bad thing to get mad at each other from time to time.. well maybe not time to time, more like everyday. but i thought that was part of growing up.

i've never felt like a bigger failure in my entire life. and i've never felt this resentful towards my brother. i don't get why they have to compare me to him. he's a completely different person than me. and yeah, maybe i am the worse of the two, but i didn't think they thought that as well..


can i try to be normal..