Is it normal that i'm really angry at my parents?

I suppose it just might be that I'm a teenager. But sometimes, I just want to snap and tell them what I really feel. The person I suppose I'm really mad at right now is my mother. Why? She won't buy me a new phone. Now before you guys start bitching and hating how horrible our generation is, and how we don't know what's really important, let me finish. All my life, we have never really indulged. I didn't even really want a phone till my older sister got one. So my mom just gave me her old phone that was new before I was born. I was happy. Then the smartphone era started, and while I didn't care that much, I can't say I didn't want one.

So again, I asked for one and again I got a $3 phone, from my aunt, who recently had gotten her own smartphone.

So I asked again for a phone, and this time it came from my grandfather. Yet again, it was old, a Nokia, and he had gotten it for free.

Remember when I said I got my first phone? Well, I had gotten it at around grade 3. My younger sisters got theirs at grade 1. Anyway, by this time, my mom, my dad, my grandfather, my aunts and uncles, and even my older sister had smartphones. If I wasn't jealous before, I definitely was now. Then, finally my prayers were answered. Or so I thought. I got my moms old phone again, an iPhone 3G. She had gotten a 3GS and Dad a 4. I was fine with it. That was cool. It doesn't matter that my phone was pretty much obsolete, she had given me one. Then she had gotten an iPad, then both my mom and dad have the latest iPhone 5 now. My sister had also gotten her own laptop, another thing I've always wanted. One thing that's always definite is that neither of them like to let me borrow. Hell, they fucking hate it. So, I asked again. Not even for a brand new iPhone 5, but a second hand 4.

Guess what? She got friggin angry. She asked me why I always wanted new stuff and and why the phone that she had broken and doesnt want to use anymore wasnt good enough for me and why I was always so materialistic.

Hmmm, I wonder why?

People still make fun of me in school for having such a lame phone.

Then my PS3 broke, and I asked for another one, a second hand one, and of course she got mad at me AGAIN. Never mind that they didn't buy it for me in the first place, all that mattered is that ' we didn't have enough money'. The next week, my parents installed an expensive aircon in our media room. Apparently so I could 'play with my friends on the PS3 in comfort'. Well, guess what? Never happened. A month after that, my dad got us a 55 inch LED 3D tv. Don't have enough money indeed.

Unlike everyone else in my family, I have Keratosis Pilaris, an unsightly acne-like genetic ailment that appears on my arms legs, and other very private places. My parents knew about it obviously, yet they never attempted to help me with it. So I began to wear jackets, and soon i was almost addicted to them. Recently my jackets that I loved finally wore down and I needed new ones. I asked my parents, and as usual they got angry at me and asked why I always wanted new jackets. To them of course it was a rhetorical question, something they didn't really care to get answered. Imagine how furious I was, and still am, when they refused to get me new ones. They always make fun of me when I wear jackets even when it's hot. Heck, not just them, but my entire family.

Recently, our school had its quarterly parents forum, and they had a talk about going to college and stuff. One thing that the speaker talked about was that a lot if parents don't listen to their kids. After it, she asked me whether she listened to me or not, and I said she didn't.

Apparently, she thought I was joking.

Some of you might think that I hate her and that shes a horrible person. She isn't. I love my mother and she loves me. I just want her to listen to me, and though i like to think I'm pretty good at writing, I suck at speaking to people. Some part if me doesn't want her to see this, but another part of me does so she can finally understand me. Sorry for the long post, and thank you for finishing it.

So, what do you think? Am I right in something's, or ami just delusional and my mom did what's right?