Shit That Gets You Mad v.INFINITY - The Endless Cycle of Hatred
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People that use those stupid fucking emoticons.
"=.=" What the fuck does that mean?! Is it someone with 4 eyes?
[QUOTE=hexag0n;33560238]People that use those stupid fucking emoticons.
"=.=" What the fuck does that mean?! Is it someone with 4 eyes?[/QUOTE]
I think it's a sleepy person with his eyes closed, but not acceptable to use either way.
Its my sister's birthday today.
What pisses me off, is that Im at home playing video games while shes out with her friends and our parents enjoying themselves. I should be with them, celebrating her birthday instead of staying at home.
I should've gone with them when I had the chance. Fuck. Me.
Also, this:
[IMG]http://i.imgur.com/oggZT.png[/IMG]
One of my closest friends. DAMNIT!
Oh my god cleaning fucking sucks. A fucking table fell on my foot and may have broken it.
Ouuch.
Probably fractured. Well at least I have an excuse to go to the doctor.
-Steam blocked on college internet
-lack of journalistic integrity in American news media
-New Jersey
-I'm a Colts fan, that's why I'm so depressed
-Rugby isn't popular in America
-Football is
-why does everyone hate The Lost World Jurassic Park? I loved that movie. I have it on VHS, DVD, and Laserdisc.
-the wick on my Zippo is screwed up
-I can't find a pack of Menthol Djarum Blacks in the entire state of Pennsylvania
-where are my clean socks
-fuck
[QUOTE=FlakTheMighty;33560110]I think he means he non-prescription ones with the lenses punched out, or even worse, the 3D ones with the lenses punched out.[/QUOTE]
all of them. quit trying to be cool and hip and get normal fucking glasses this isn't 1940
I wanted to help out with the Pancake fundraiser for my Robotics Team at school, but I have a really bad head cold and I couldn't go. I feel really left out now that I'm seeing all of the pictures of my friends having fun without me on Facebook.
I hate when I think about love and the small chance of my love fantasies ever coming true, so I just say "fuck it."
I hate when I hear people wish death and homelessness on drive-through employees because they gave someone a Coca-Cola instead of a Dr. Pepper. Not kidding. A guy I know was telling me that some lady told him he should lose his job because he accidentally did that.
I hate how every other human being seems so stupid and mindless that it makes me feel above, but I'm not. Like how these girls sit in the back of my third Block and talk about things that are "sessy" [dunno what the hell it means, but they use it like they do "swag."] and how they listen to Adele only because they think she's so deep and inspiring and all her songs about men going around hurting women for pleasure makes them believe that we're all that way. I hate how all these kids make fun of others for their clothes or their beliefs or the fact that some kids like me play chess in their spare time in the library, and in a roundabout way, I'm sick of it.
I hate when I use words or phrases like "roundabout way," or "in retrospect" without the sentence even being in context so they don't make sense.
I hate my shoes.
I hate making long lists, and I hate how stupid I am.
I hate how my dad thinks my sense of style is "gay."
I hate how this thread makes me feel unwelcome.
I hate that this post is going to get 15+ dumb ratings and most of the reason why is because I'm horrible at wording what I say or type.
I hate how my mother won't let me name our new kitty after Billy .D Williams.
I hate all the hate towards different sexualities [or however you spell it]. There's no problem with it, let it be.
I hate when people compliment me or tell me I'm a good person because I know it's not true, or I don't know how to handle it.
I hate a lot of things.
Fuck you poker and fuck you blindsides
[editline]3rd December 2011[/editline]
ALSO FUCK YOU PEOPLE WHO GO ALL IN WITH A SHITTY HAND AND SOMEHOW WIN
Fuck everything.
Father Sock: ... And so you swipe the card, like this, and it takes funds from the account.
Mother Sock: *Feels credit card* Wait, so.. The numbers aren't textured.
Father Sock: And?
Mother Sock: How can the machine read the numbers if they aren't textured?
Father Sock: Uh.. Oh God---Ahem, uhm, you see, the black line? It's a magnet.
Mother Sock: Sounds like you just got scammed, that makes no sense.
I know I just pop in and out of this thread every once in a while, and never actually contribute to discussion, but you all seem like nice, non-judgmental people, and for that, I thank each and every one of you.
So, because of that, please bare with me. This may or may not be a long post, I just need to get it all down... I want it to help me somehow, and currently I've got no one else to vent at. This would all be shit that gets me mad, sad, happy, and glad(?) I guess...
Apologies if it doesn't make much sense, or seems confusing. I've either forgotten most of this, or just chosen not to remember... some things could have happened years apart, but in the same place, so...
First of all, I don't even know whether I should hate my parents or not anymore, things are all a convoluted mess of shit. (now isn't that an interesting mental picture) First four or five years of life were great and all, at least as far as I can remember, then of course parents start fighting, which I didn't exactly understand, we move into a motel, parents split up for a time... I'm stuck with my mom at that point, along with my sister... life was shitty. Lets put it that way. My memory is a little messed up for things this far back, and things aren't exactly in chronological order...
We moved from our old dump of a house, move into a motel for a short time... move into a yellow house. Got a dog, whom I loved, then we move out of that house for some reason, into a motel. We keep the dog at the house though, and my dad goes back to ensure it has food. Now that I think back on it, this really was a bad idea... why didn't we just give it away or something like that...
Anyways, I finally decide to go with my dad to feed her, because I hadn't seen her since we moved. Of course, the day I go up there, we find her dead... somehow got tangled up in her chain, couldn't reach the water. I don't quite remember what all happened relating to this, but I think both parents got animal cruelty charges, which explains why they were both sent to jail... at different times though, but still.
We then moved to the city where I am now... first to some homeless shelter thing, where we're sent to a different church each week, which was irritating as fuck. Hated the people there, hated going to school during that. Finally get into a duplex, which was alright... but my parents have apparently never been able to keep up paying rent and all that crap until recently, so we were evicted. Moved into a shitty small hotel room for some period of time, which was definitely not made for four people. Tensions are obviously always high because of this. More fighting, more shit, mom can't work a lot for various medical and idiot reasons, constantly throws little bitch fits, throws out all our food when we don't have the money to buy more.
At some point, we moved into another duplex, and soon after, my dad gets put in jail, for previously mentioned reasons. At least I think that's why, I never really asked... Tension tension tension once again... I did find my love for Star Trek during this though. Next door neighbor was really awesome, and let us watch Voyager.
For various reasons, we move again, and again, finally into another apartment... no friends of my age to hang out with, end up hanging out with older idiots...
We got put back into the homeless program at some point, did that for a while, then my mom throws some stupid immature fit, gets my dad kicked out. He's now forced to live on the streets, all on my moms word. Get put into another set of apartments at one point, meet some people my age... guess that was alright, they were nice anyway. This is where I can remember shit going on with my mom acting out, most likely due to depression, but it didn't help me any... threatening to commit suicide, which eventually got her moved elsewhere, some mental place I think. She comes back, even though she's not allowed to...
At some point during 5th(?) grade, we moved into yet another house/duplex/I don't even know anymore. Mom was total batshit while there, but she continually blames it on "spirits" or some other shitty explanation. Basically, tons of outbursts. Didn't act like herself at all... kept playing with fire in rather flammable areas... and one night all hell broke lose. Starts arguing with my dad about some stupid thing, as usual... waits until he's asleep, attempts to set his hair on fire... they get into a larger fight, she pulls a knife or scissors or something on him, I end having to call the cops. They're there for a while, questioning them and what not. Nothing happens though, and she comes back up, still her batshit self and whatnot. Didn't talk to me for days after that...
At some point we got kicked out of yet another place, moved into an office my mom had, for some reason. She kept fucking with fire at that point... She once again goes batshit... starts physically attacking my dad, they start fighting. My sister breaks down because of that, says she just wants out. Mom offers to kill her or some shit like that.
Finally, back in the same hotel we've been at so many times... more tension, more shit... sister has many breakdowns due to depression and what not, tries to choke me once, although I've forgiven her for that, but I think she forgot. Can't blame her for forgetting... she finally gets moved to a teen safe place... That very same night however, my mom has a major stroke. Definitely changed her, I can say that with absolute certainty. Since my dad doesn't have a job currently, I get put in the same teen safe place my sister was at. Act out a few times, since I don't really have any other way of dealing with crap. Finally the decision was made to just put us both in foster care... which sucks by the way, unless you're really lucky.
First foster family was shit... I mean, they cared for us, technically, but always forced us outside, which led to a fun little episode with heat stroke. Almost had to go to some idiotic shitty middle school, but was saved by my best friends parents rushing through the proper programs, which allowed me to come back to the main city here. Couple outbursts during that, but unrelated I think.
Finally get placed back under my parents care... more of the same... nothing really changed. Sister has tried to commit suicide at least fives times by now... all to get away from parents...
Losing steam here, so I'm going to stop now... if anyone actually reads all this, I'll be surprised. Just needed to get it out SOMEHOW. I don't really care if people just ignore it though.
TL;DR: ...can't really shorten it. Shitty life. How's that?
[QUOTE=SockFC;33561579]Father Sock: ... And so you swipe the card, like this, and it takes funds from the account.
Mother Sock: *Feels credit card* Wait, so.. The numbers aren't textured.
Father Sock: And?
Mother Sock: How can the machine read the numbers if they aren't textured?
Father Sock: Uh.. Oh God---Ahem, uhm, you see, the black line? It's a magnet.
Mother Sock: Sounds like you just got scammed, that makes no sense.[/QUOTE]
has your mom been int he stone age for about 20 years because god damn she is fucking STUPID
[QUOTE=dmillerw;33561830]...[/QUOTE]
I'm so fucking sorry you have to deal with all of that shit. You should maybe go see your school councilor, assuming you're going to school at this point, and show them that.
Also, I'd like to share something as well...
I was depressed for the past five years, cut for one of them and tried to kill myself twice. Won the battle against it. And it was all because of how I was treated at home. Past five years I haven't done shit in school, and thus my grades suck. I get to my senior year, where I am now, and I realize something. I HAVE ONE YEAR LEFT IN MY PARENTS HOUSE. 180 school days. 40 fucking weeks. I'll be applying to college about an hour away from my house next week. I don't care how much debt it puts me in as long as I can get out of here and start my life.
I don't know how old you are, where you live, your name, or anything about you, and as corny as this shit is about to get I want you to know somethings:
It gets better. And people love you. I love you (in a non-sexual way). And if you're in school right now I want you to make a promise to yourself. Don't blow anything off. Be the best fucking student you can. Get into any fucking clubs you can, do as much extra work and do the best fucking work you can muster. You know why? It will help you when you're done. Imagine being fucking 25 and working in IT, making more in one year than both of your parents ever did combined. Wouldn't that fucking feel amazing?
Yeah, that last bit may make me seem like an asshole, but it's just how I feel. I want to be the best I can fucking be. I want to be better than the fucktards I had to deal with at home. You don't win at the game of Life by being a C player. You win by being an A+ player. My parents were D players.
Deeps made some very valid points.
I hate moving. I could have had someone still if I didn't move.
[QUOTE=TheDamnWizards!;33562196]I hate moving. I could have had someone still if I didn't move.[/QUOTE]
I've thankfully only ever moved 3 times in my life and they've all been between the same two towns that are like five minutes apart.
Deeps, I gotta say, I really do appreciate that advice. I do try to do that, since I've seen the horrors of shitty education. Both my parents have yet to finish collage, and my sister hasn't even completed high school. Hell, I'm a Junior, and I already have more education than she got.
Granted, my life isn't THAT bad at the current moment... I do still hate being home, since shit does still go on, but there are pluses. I've got friends at least, I've got people who care, which does make a difference.
Still, I appreciate all that. Definitely going to try my best, and Deeps, I wish you the best of luck as well.
[editline]3rd December 2011[/editline]
[QUOTE=Dr. Deeps;33562221]I've thankfully only ever moved 3 times in my life and they've all been between the same two towns that are like five minutes apart.[/QUOTE]
Oh, how I envy you. I think I've moved at least twelve times... once to a different state. It's not fun.
trying to figure out how to make my own steam skin is fucking HJKDFNGVZDJDRG
How people go into the LMAO pics thread to try and act smarter than everyone else/request that we post more quality content.
Sweet fuck, ITS A FUCKING "LMAO" PICS THREAD, WERE SUPPOSED TO ACT LIKE IDIOTS
[U][I][B]THATS THE FUCKING POINT[/B][/I][/U]
How I have a week to learn a song I've never played before on bass.
Sugar. I hate you with a passion.
I just found out I'm obsessive.
jealousy
holy shit that's the worst emotion, why does it exist
and betrayal too
[QUOTE=Nikeos;33562669]jealousy
holy shit that's the worst emotion, why does it exist[/QUOTE]
as motivation to do better
What motivation?
Brother: You know 343n has been playing games where you grow maruijana to get money?
[I]Jesus it's PERP it's just a game[/I]
Sister: Really?
Me: yes, but who cares, it's just a game it's not like I'm going to turn into a retard and grow maruijana right now.
Sister: Who knows, one day you might be on the streets and do anything for money
[I]are you kidding me[/I]
[I]this isnt america where weed is easy to find[/I]
Me: I'm not that retarded to grow maruijana for money.
Brother: oh yes you are
jesus what
oh might I add
this morning, I was sleeping, my dad wakes me up and singing some song
I say "sssh man" and he ignores me, walks past again "shutup man I'm trying to sleep"
so after failed attempts to get him to ssh, (he's wearing headphones) I get up (god I wanted to sleep) and tell him why did he keep singing and that it woke me up and I couldnt sleep?
you know what he says?
"shutup"
wat
sometimes I don't understand my family.
All of the interesting people are offline on Steam!
USPS tracking system.
I'm not :)
[QUOTE=343N;33563396]I'm not :)[/QUOTE]
;D
Okay but seriously. Why do I have the worst luck?
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