Golden Deer Pub Community Forums

My sister is throttling the internet again. Right when I need it the most.

And any complaint is going to get turned around into a counter-argument, guilt trip, and massive blame-shifting.

Mother can't do anything because she'd get the same treatment.

Brother can't do anything, despite PROVING that it's her, because he'd get the same treatment.

Joy.

Physically disconnect her computer? Reset the server/router password so you can give yourself priority over her?

That's pretty much what I usually do, but the option is only available when she not in the house, or if there's a risk she'll come home soon enough, find out I disconnected her, then confront me about it.

Also forgot claiming that she's doing nothing, which she also claimed last time as well.

*sigh* Nope, it was her, she admitted to leaving Bittorrent on all day. Third game should be finished sometime in the next hour or so.

So, how fucking bad has this day been:

I was too tired to do kitchen last night so I got up to do it this morning. So I get up early to do it. Bring down The Hunger Games boxset I was planning on returning (found it cheaper at another location) and set to work. After unloading the dishwasher, mom comes in and says to just do it when we get home and to lets head out a little bit early - she had a few stops to make before her doctor's appointment. I stack the dishes and tidy up just a bit more before I go so it won't be too big a chore. (I know this is like "tl;dr" but it's important for later on)

I didn't eat anything, planning on going out to eat after appointment. One of the stops is at a gas station where I pick up one of those starbucks mocha frappuccinos from the cooler despite knowing that coffee does not sit well on an empty stomach.

45 minute wait... :\ hungry.... ... Yay! finally get to go eat after the appointment is done. Sit down with plate of food and as I'm eating I get that sick feeling that comes from having drunk that coffee. -_-; Ruins my appetite.

As I'm eating I realize I forgot the books on the table at home... FUCK! RISSA (who's getting the present) WILL GET HOME FROM SCHOOL TO SEE IT!! Oh, but she has work and won't be home *phew*

We go to B&N. I sit and read (the only good part of my day) while waiting for some meds to kick in and restore my stomach. Tia calls and comes out to join us and brings the books with her after making a stop by the house. She leaves early deciding she doesn't really want to be out afterall *shrugs*. (Note: Tia is pissing us all off lately... :[ her attitude SUCKS)

Come home... o_O kitchen is all clean! She did my kitchen that was half done already. She wanted to do some baking. I step into the dining room... EVERYTHING that was on the island table in the kitchen is now on the dining room table that had been clean with the exception of wrapping paper (it was cleaned off the night before to do some wrapping). And she's blasting Christmas music.

:[ I can't play my video games because of her music (was wanting to play Skyward Sword) and mom even retreats into the living room. *sigh* We'll clean the table later.

Go into the kitchen to get some food later on and.... there's this HUUUUUGE mound of bowls. Cake bowls, icing bowls, baking pans.... I get this sick feeling in my stomach and I (jokingly) ask: "So... quite a mess, you're cleaning it right?" Her (serious): "Uhh... no. I did the kitchen." "BUT IT WAS MY TURN! I already had it mostly done! I was going to do it when I got home!" "Shouldn't have waited, then. You guys always yell at me whenever I leave the kitchen for the next day" (because she NEVER does it the next day or half asses it and doesn't wipe off counters or shit).

So, I walk off pissed. Go to pick up Rissa who calls to be picked up from work. Still pissed off and driving and not really paying attention to what I'm saying I tell her the story of her present and how I was afraid she was going to walk in and see it (I sent her a bunch of text messages and she was curious). >_< I have no idea WHERE in the story I fucked up but instead of saying "present" I said "books"... I think. I dunno. I'm pulling up to a stop sign, busy looking down both ways and she goes "Books? Did you just say books? ... OMG YOU GOT ME THE HUNGER GAMES DIDN'T YOU??!!!"

O_O ........ T-T ........... yeah, no, I literally started crying. The stress of the whole day right then and there... at that stop sign... and my humiliation at never being able to keep a secret.... which only adds to the humiliation of the fact that I'm renowned for my inability to keep a secret because of moments like this. I start rattling on and on and I forget my words and then I'm like O_O and suddenly everyone's pissed at me. -_-; Now I've ruined her fucking surprise. I put a lot of heart into getting gifts because I love the "O_O *gasp*" moment. *sigh* >_< NO! IT'S FINE! I still have one more up my sleeve and she pretty much expected me to get her that anyways.

God, I fucking hate my life right now. That was like the icing on the cake of this wonderfully fucking awful day. >_< AND IT'S NOT EVEN OVER!! Only three hours to go to bed. Mom's already told Tia that she is doing that kitchen, but I doubt it will get done. >_< I'm back where I started... only worse. SOME OF THAT SHIT IS THINGS THAT CAN'T EVEN BE STUCK INTO A DISHWASHER.... AND I HAVE TO UNLOAD THE FUCKING DISHWASHER... AGAIN!!! >_< >_< >_<

*deep breathe* Fine! To make me feel better, I'm going to set up a little trap for the brat. I'm going to take my Artemis Fowl boxset collection of five books and I'm going to stick a note on the front saying "Ha! Clearly the odds are not in your favor. You're not getting your present!" ^_^ And then in the corner I'm going to put something like Book 1, page 35. And have a note on that page saying something like "What? Oh, bet you got your hopes up. Thought you'd come to this page and I'd be like PSYCH, huh?" And just go through all five books in a similar manner (changing page numbers) until the last one where I'm like "Fine! It's up in my room behind my shelf. Merry Christmas!"

>:] Sounds fun and evil. I like evil. WELCOME TO MY HUNGER GAME!! MWHAHAHAHAHAHA!!

Crazy christmas people, making themselves miserable. -_-

...my parents lost my expensive camera, which I bought with my own money, when they were moving everything I own to my new room. Great job, you two. =_= And they wonder why I get so protective of my posessions? That's what happens when other people touch my things.

What? Why am I getting a pep-talk? I'm not staying away because I have poor selfesteem, I'm staying away because I don't hold you in any esteem.

Edit: You dare explain Jansson's to me? You insult me on Julafton.

Edit: Hm? "Her grey hair will be back on her head again"? Is. Is that a threat? An insult? That's your tough-guy line behind her back? Can you not communicate?

Oh. Is that also why you gestured me to eat the candles?
Am I too harsh? Is there a legitimate disorder at play?

I felt bad for not being able to carry one of the little ones upon returning home today. It is just that I really hurt my ankle earlier and I can hardly carry myself. I think she felt upset about clinging onto me. :(

Getting tired. Music isn't stopping. Doubt I'll sleep before 04:00. And why do they want to know if I've used my phone? Slimy people.

My BACK is BLEEDING.

spy round here

Silly Sniper. :3



Edit: Petty macho quarrels all night long.

Some people are terrible parents.
...
Most people are terrible parents.
...
Humans should not be allowed to breed.

There are some more little ones around here, today. Barring the absolutely gross and detestable examples of parenting I have seen within the confines of the current home I reside in, there have been some rather disturbing moments.

One came up to me in my solitude and refused to leave, despite me telling him how boring my habitat is compared to the rest of this place. He asked me "Are you really bad?" What are his parents putting into his head? The poor guy did not want to go back.