I feel the need to buy DVDs. I suck at remembering characters' names in Harry Potter. I go back to school on Tuesday. New Year's Eve. I sign on myspace tonight (hopefully).


"Now we need a song that teaches how to spell cantaloupe"


Edit...

How much effort does it take to ask? It's takes zero. Seriously. I'm fucking pissed because my 21 year old brother still doesn't ask to use my ps2 when my cousins in second grade ask... WITH A CHERRY ON TOP! And how many times have I told him this? Ooo multiple times. This shows that he doesn't listen. This makes me feel like even more crap, which makes me hate him even more.

Seriously.

I mean, I've forgiven everything. I've forgiven the time last year at the block party when I over heard him talking to his friends saying how I'm a shithead or something like that. That really hurt my feelings. Seriously. I mean, I performed the system recovery on the computer because we had a virus and Ia ccidently deleted the D Drive because I didn't know what the outcome would be. Well, hmm, I wonder who's fault it was to force me to fix the computer when I had no fucking idea that deleting the D Drive to expand the C Drive was the fucking worst thing to do? It sure wasn't mine because I didn't even volunteer. My brother was too fucking lazy and said "Aji knows what he's doing" when my dad told him to help. My brother's the one that should've known that because it's what he was initially going to college for. So afterwards I've felt like shit. I spent days thinking that I was actually useless and that I didn't deserve things. I was just depressed like shit. I hated myself. I cleared out my room until it was bare. I threw out things that I cherished. It was like a dark time for me where I just hated everything.

Oh and let's not forget that sick, recent thing that happened... a couple of weeks ago. So my door was wide open... and my laptop was missing. i panic because I know I left my laptop in my room. So then I quickly check my brother's room and the light's on and my laptop's on his bed and he's __________________________. So I quickly close the door because this is sick. He's sleeping with his hand over...and another hand still on the keyboard. THen my grandma asks what's wrong. I say that my brother has my laptop and she says "well get it." Well... it would be easier if the situation weren't as disgusting. So I just go and grab my laptop after five minutes. Sick-o.


I just pulled apart my AC adapter of my ps2 while he was taking a shower. He just went up to his room to get his own. He didn't even ask me what happened to the adapter. What the hell? whatever. I'm just sick of shit.

So see? I've forgiven a lot. I've felt like shit. I've hated myself and I don't even know why.
So congratulations on ruining my life. I'll keep living so you can continue to torture my very existence. Good job!

. . . dang
yeah, your brother isn't the best, that's for sure. psh.
I know what it's like for people to use your things without your permission. I absolutely hate it. But I won't get into that.

Maybe you should find a box or case of some kind your could use to lock up and hide your PS2 when you're not playing it. So your brother couldn't get to it. And stuff. Or kick him out and stuff. ha.

Well, hope things get better, and that you have a happy new year. =)
» invisible on 2005-12-31 08:37:48

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