As the days go on, I wonder why I decided to live so close to my parents. It's not good.

They think of my as some perfect kid, or, more like they want me to be one. They try to solve my problems. I don't want them to. Thier my fucking problems. Not thiers.

I have no idea why I told them anything in regards most of the stuff. It's not thier problem. Instead of helping, they scold. They yell. Scream. It drives me insane, and makes me feel realy small. I don't want that. It hurts. They can be extremely judgemental.

Then my dad complains about a printer I sold him. He thinks it's something it's not. He doesn't understand why it doesn't work the way he wants it to. It was never desinged to do that! I got it for him a couple years ago, because he needed a cheap printer, and he didn't realy care what type, as long as it worked. It worked just fine then, still does. Just not the way he wants it to now.

He's still using the fucking 286. I so much wish it would just stop working. I got him a nice 5x86 a couple years ago. 64 megs of ram, a huge HD, the works. But all he does is complain. It doesn't work! It doesn't work! He doesn't understand that windows is not stable. It crashes for no reason whatsoever. He blames the crashes on me. It realy hurts. I can't change his mind.

He wants to print things out with an old dos program he still uses. But, his new printer...a fucking lexmark...won't print from dos. It's not my fault. He ignored my warnings when he bought it. I told him to get a HP deskjet. But, no he has to save 20$, and get a fucking lexmark. I hate lexmarks. They suck. Then he gets another lexmark for the other computer I got for my sister. What is this guy smokeing? Lexmarks suck! They fucking blow. I want so much for the company to just go out of biz. I realy do.

So, he uses the 286 to run his dos program, thinking it will help. It doesn't. Then he blames me. Blames me for his own mistake. The only reason it doesn't work with his good computer, is because he has a fucking shitty printer. Burn in hell lexmark.

They want me to go back over in the morning, so they can solve one of my other problems. I don't want them to. I realy don't want them to. In fact, I'm violntly aganst it.

As I was getting yelled at, all I could think of was "I want out of here, how do I get out, I want out". Not long after, I took my leave. Not much I could do. I'm thinking at this point that I just tell them that it's fixed. So they can shut the fuck up, and quit makeing me feel like a little kid. It hurts.

One day it will be over, one day. That's what I keep telling myself. But, it doesn't help. Maby talking to lazygirl will make me feel a bit better about life in general.

Somehow I doubt it. Not much helps. I need to find a way out. I need to find the answers.

I need to be up in the morning, and chew some fucking ass on the fone to solve one of the problems. I'll probably have to pay a fine, or something, I realy don't care. I hate the .gov with a passion. They will pay for what they've done to me. They have caused so much hurt. They will pay in blood. (though not for a while yet)

I'm going to call them up in the morning, and rip them a new asshole. I don't care how nice they seem, or if they try to calm me down. It won't work. They've fucked my life over enough as it is. I'm not going to let them do it any more. If that doesn't help, then I'll just have to use my backup plan. I realy don't want to use that, because I'm not 100% certan it will work.

Heed my words, don't ever piss me off. You won't enjoy the results. If you do, I'll fuck your world so hardcore you won't know what hit you. And, I'll keep fucking with it till I'm done. This ususaly takes a long time. And, the realy evil part, is I won't let you know I'm doing it. Case with yuna. She realy pissed me off...It took her quite some time to realize how angry I was with her. Too late for her to do anything about it. Not that I realy cared what happend to her afterwords anyway. She used me. So, in turn I used her.

At this point, I'm just ranting for no apparent reason. No real point, nothing to gain.

Going to pop in some pink floyd.

Oddly enough, I decided on garbage instead.

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