Stress and Anger

One of the things I got for Christmas, shittiest day of the year, was an Acer laptop. The most bitchiest piece of shit 3\/4R. Yes, that needed 1337 speak. I do believe I put down “MacBook Pro” on my list. And now they are trying to tell me that I wanted this piece of shit instead. I never said I wanted a laptop to game on. Never said that I wanted this crazy Dolby/Cine sound thing in a laptop. This thing is full of GRRRRRR. I just wanted a laptop where I could get wireless internet. This one won’t let me install the drivers because it is fucking stupid. I should bury it somewhere.

You Know What? I Have Some Bitching To Do

I do have some of teh angry and da grr to get out. You’d think that teachers would wait til the second day of the second semester to do any work, as most kids skip the first day of the semester. BUUUT Miyagishima was all like: “Omigosh, there’s hardly anyone in class. Let’s launch straight into trig.” Hamilton, my oh-so-flamboyant teacher I was going to leave unnamed, said something similar: “Your final exam for this class will be mainly based upon the French Revolution. Here’s an 80 page booklet I’d like done by Friday.”

PFFT. Teachers.

Of Annoying Christian Prophets

I think I have professed my… dislike for Christians before and if I haven’t I shall show just how annoying some people are.

There are levels of religious people as you already may know, the lowest level known as casual believers and the highest known as fundamentalists. Let me tell you about a guy on the Armageddon Online Forums. He is an extremist Christian and he quotes the bible every 2 or 3 sentences. To put this one way: he makes me want to never visit that site again. He is a new member and he posts over 15 times a day; in 2 weeks he has over 300 posts. And the quotes he puts in normally don’t even vaguely relate to the topic. Except for this (actually relates to MY topic):

REVELATIONS 22:11
11Let him who does wrong continue to do wrong; let him who is vile continue to be vile; let him who does right continue to do right; and let him who is holy continue to be holy.”

I’m sorry, Johnny Boy, but right now, you are being vile, you are doing wrong by trampling on our religous rights. We do not want to read your drivel!

So I’m Getting Much Worse Now! You’re Better! You’re Better!

Their designer drugs won’t work, won’t work for me!

Insomnia is getting out of hand. All home remedies just won’t work. I shouldn’t mind so much; I like the night. But I can’t sleep all day, either. Well, I could and I would if the world around me wasn’t diurnal. Fuck, I’m becoming more like Bert. Not cool.

Why couldn’t I have been some nocturnal animal instead of a human? Like a fox. Or cat. Or an owl. Or maybe even a hedgehog.

Hahaha! I just found this awesome little website: The Nocturnal Society. We Nocturnals are being suppressed!

Perhaps I should sign off now. And perhaps I could try sleeping. Despite my cramps. Despite that I’m not tired. Despite the fact that I’ll find that one spot so comfy that I’ll not want to sleep just to savor the comfyness. But it is 3:20am.

Bitterness….

I was pretty bitter in my last post. I happen to dislike my father very much. Same goes with my stepmother. Dislike on scale that could pretty much be called utmost hate. They don’t know a thing about me and it’s all their fault. They’ve alienated themselves from me. So I, in response to their distant selves, alienated myself from everything. I’ve hid myself from the world. The only time I really get out of my room in when I go to school. And even then I am cold and aloof. Dispassionate, even.

The people closest to me are so distant. How am I supposed to respond? I can only mimic their actions and wonder if this is what I should do. This mimicry has lead to social ineptitude. I cannot really be friendly to anyone because of my own distant self. I’m too serious and quiet for most.