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I am so tired of my parents. I am 21, live away from home, coe home for the holidays of course, as do my 3 sisters also living away at college.
Thing is every time I come home my mother has stacked more and more useless crap in my room. This time its a riding saddle belonging to my older sister (??????) a film projector from 1948, two hundred year old typewritters, and various linens that I can't use, nor ever would.
This is basically storage. Fine. But whenever I ask why this stuff is in my room, on my bed, on the shelves, in the way generally, the answer is "I thought you might want it." My mom is lazy, and this is just an excuse to drop stuff anywhere without finding a place for it, then make me deal with it when I get home, though I never saw the stuff before or ever mentioned my burning need of a broken old film projector.
My older sister wanted to have a look at the typewriters, and then left them out somewhere, and I come into my room today to find them stacked (agressively stacked if that is possible), in front of and around my laptop. Same response: I thought you might want them, they don't belong in the living room. ARRRRRRRRG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1
Anything I don't want becomes MY STUPID RESPONSIBILITY. Anything my parents can't find a use for ends up at the foot of my bed or worse, stacked in front of MY DOOR WHERE I CAN TRIP ON IT IN THE MORNING ON MY WAY TO THE BATHROOM.
This is trying... oh so very trying. That and trying to set up my mom's ipod while she does anything but cooperate with me for 30 seconds. (I am trying to do her a favor, she acts like I am bothering her or something).
Ok... feed my rage, what annoys you about your family at Christmas
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First) Ebay or trash. That will definately get rid of them. Especially the trash. If you are that upset and want to throw them away...break them with a hammer. Sometimes destruction will help you simmer down. However, it's more the effort and exertion you put into swinging the sledge that does that.
Second) My family is very close. Still, there is more tension around than I have ever seen anywhere else when we are all together. I haven't figured out what it is yet.
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Ooo. Does she have any old clocks or anything? Don't destroy that junk. Give some to me. I love useless old stuff. Only my cousin has called me today... No one else has and no one has given me and presents which sucks as I like presents. But that is ok, I will save money and get a bed and left handed electric guitar.
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My husband's dad sent checks for us - separate checks for the girls, for a change. My credit union cashed the checks for the girls but put a hold on the one for Kent and me (because they are from out of state - well, so were the checks for the girls). Til Jan. 2. No matter when they receive the money, I can't get any out until Jan. 2. This is in spite of the fact that my father-in-law has never written us a bad check (or anyone else for that matter, AFAIK), and we've been cashing his checks at that credit union for YEARS.
So, my husband is sulking because he "didn't get anything for Christmas." I got some tins that my younger daughter picked up for free 2 weeks ago at a sort of free-for-all event where I basically walked past a table and said, "oh, this is interesting (or cute, or pretty)," and she picked it up and put it in her box. I'm not complaining about getting free stuff for my Christmas - Cayla was thrilled to be able to give me something, and I'm glad for her. And, the tins are cute (interesting, pretty).
My beef is him sulking. He's 44, for Pete's sake. He's sulking because the kids got presents and he didn't.
Okay, part of the problem is he was trying to quit smoking but says the Commit lozenges make him sick. We have no money for cigarettes, and won't until I get paid on Thursday. Now I'm wondering if my credit union will cash my check, because the online thing says my account is frozen. But, he will expect cigarettes tomorrow, I'm sure. I'm just not sure where he thinks he's going to get them.
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My mom got drunk and I, not realizing she was drunk, asked her if it would be okay for me to go to the pediatrician tomorrow because I want to try Wellbutrin XL.
Ohhh, boy. I was subjected to a rant about how she "feels sorry" for me because I "have to rely on drugs to get through life." Then she called me fat.
I left twice during the "conversation" and came back because she insisted that the only reason she was yelling was because I was in the next room. After the fat comment, I went upstairs and refused to come back down.
I know she'll come and apologize and be reasonable shortly. I'm just annoyed that she has to be that upset because I feel like therapy and medication (that I choose, not some crackpot doctor who's going to throw SSRI's that have never worked at me) would be good for me. And because she said I had a fat ass. I said some kind of mean things too in retaliation, about how she put my health in danger by letting me stay on medications for extended periods of time that increased the chances of degenerative nerve diseases and whatnot.
Other than this incident, Christmas has been great.
I know how it feels when your parents start using your room for other things, though. I was kind of upset myself when my mother repainted and redecorated my room after I moved out. It looked a lot nicer. But it was still weird to me.
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I've been thinking about my mother a lot. I'm not sure why, nor do I know where she is right now. It's like she's some sort of phantom, someone that was physically present most of my life, but now it seems like some sort of illusion I had the entire time.
It bothers me that I miss here, especially when someone points out there was nothing to miss in the first place.
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I am SO sick of condescending relatives with their telling questions about what job I intend to have when I graduate from school. Lecturer or professor of Music History is apparently not a real job, my teachers will be dissapointed to hear when I get back.
Can we all stop crapping all over academics???
I don't know how many times I have heard in the last year... blah blah blah, our schools in this country are worthless, abysmal, people don't learn anything....
Then turn to the right and say, what do you want to be a teacher for? Your smart. Make money.
Screw you money people and whoever else thinks academics isn't worthwile. And screw you other people who obviously think I am not smart enough to do what I want to... I can tell by the way you look at me when this question gets asked.
In fact, this is not going to be a popular sentiment but screw all of us for being such empirialists these days. Everything is about money, everything is about power. Even art, even music. I am disgusted with all of us.
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In all the years I lived in my room (I'm also 21) before going to college, I never had access to my closet. It was always taken up by dishes and other things that didn't belong to me. I always asked to have my closet space but it never got cleaned out. I finally gave up because there was no point in fighting it anymore.
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The same thing happened the last two times I came home. I got into town late at night and was exhaustred from driving all day to see my bed piled high with junk. It took me hours to move it onto the floor since there's no where else for it.
Atleast I had a bed for Christmas despite the fact that my mom complains about my luggage still being packed with clothes and covering the floor. She keeps forgetting that my closet is filled with stored holiday decorations and random boxes.
The best part of the holidays has been having nasty fits with my mother who has announced herself to be a bigot and is throwing a fit over my black boyfriend.
And its weird cause my mom and I used to get along so well. But its hard to like racist who won't even give her daughter a place to sleep after driving cross-state to be home from college for the holidays.
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I am so sad for everyone's suffering. I guess not everyone knows how to be a good family. Would be nice if that was a required subject in school, like social studies or phys. ed.
Oh why can't we all just get along?
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My family ACTS like a good family. My mom says pictureque things, my dad buys picturesque things, everyone is full of pithy stupid sentiments this time of year. I am not just bitter. I see something, or rather a lack of something in my family. They have no interests. Does anyone else see this in people sometimes? My parents give me the financial support I need, which is great, so I can stay in school and work hard. The thing is, they think this is being good parents. Lots of good parents cough up the dough for school and still manage to do other stuff, like be interested, or fake being interested in their kids. Its not the education your BUYING; what good is that if you don't care about what I actually do? My parents still ask me questions about activities and friends I haven't kept up with since highschool, it seems like they don't want to know who I am anymore.
This is what I am talking about. I come home and my parents' eyes are glued on the stupid TV. They say, so glad your home, glad to see you etc.... And its eyes on the TV the whole time. There was something I needed my mom to take care of, an appointment with a throat specialist to look at my Tonsils, she had been there before and said she would make the appointment. I am not exaggerating when I say I mentioned it to her each time we talked on the phone, once a week for a quarter... I offered to call, she said no she could handle it. 10 weeks, so at least 10 times. Mom when's the appointment?- What? You didn't call? Honey.... I'm busy paying your tuition... Oh, ok, then forget it, I've only mentioned it to you 10 times this last 3 months. Honey...( she is exasperated with me) "gimme a break."
I have not spent a single conversation with my parents in the last 3 years not battling for their attention with the stupid TV. Not one that I can remember. The TV doesn't love you. You don't do anything for the 5 hours your home after work but watch it. Its disgusting, get some interests. Or at least pay attention to your kids.
"Honey. I am very busy." Eyes on the TV.
Me= Sad and very angry Son.
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I thought that my boyfriends' parents were bad, Orincoro, but at least they do show caring even if they do watch TV the whole time that we visit. I can't understand a family where they have Thanksgiving dinner in front of the TV, watching fox news and the weather channel with their complete attention and rarely saying anything. But they do ask about our jobs and our cats and our friends and our health and how we're taking care of ourselves, and they pay attention while we answer.
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Newsflash for people complaining about "their" room -- once you move out it isn't your room anymore. Your parents have no obligation to maintain a space that isn't used 95% of the year so that it can be just like you left it when you're there for the holidays. Deal with it.
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Orincoro, a month before I was to leave for college, my parents moved into a two bedroom apartment. That left a bedroom for them and a bedroom for my younger brother. No bedroom for Jen. I couldn't exactly be upset about it -- I was an adult and they'd always told me that when I was 18, I was no longer their responsibility -- that it was time for me to make my own way. As I was 19 at the time, I felt fortunate that I'd had an extra year to figure out what I wanted to do. They weren't mean about it...they were helping me grow up. They never kicked me out.
All this is to say that you should count your blessings. I think the only real mistake your parents made was that they let you keep thinking that the room is still "yours".
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While I agree that the room is no longer Orincoro's, and that it's unreasonable to expect it to be maintained as he left it for visits, I don't think that was what he (she? sorry, I'm not sure) was complaining about. He said it was fine they were using it for storage, and that what he was objecting to was his parents telling him that they thought he might want the stuff and making it now his responsibility to deal with.
Also, he is now an adult, and a guest in their home. When I have a guest coming to stay overnight, I make sure there is an adaquate place for them to sleep, including a bed with clean linens that isn't covered with junk, and space in a closet for them to hang their clothes if they wish. I certainly would not put additional junk into the room they were using, in such a way as to block their belongings or their path to the door, while they were staying there.
Family is a bit different. I wouldn't expect to be treated as a formal guest in my parent's house. But I still wouldn't expect to come home to find myself responsible for a bunch of random crap I had never expressed an interest in. I don't think Orincoro is being all that unreasonable. (Although since his parents are paying for college, I do think he has to shut up and deal with it to them. But that doesn't mean he shouldn't be venting to us.)
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I agree that the dumping of stuff and telling Orincoro it's his/her responsibility is annoying but there's a simple way to deal with it.
Take the stuff outside and pile it up for the trash pickup.
If the parents bring it back inside Orincoro should simply say "I didn't want it and since you didn't want it either, I figured it was best to throw it away."
Now, if the parents DO want the stuff and want to store it in Orincoro's room then I agree - he/she has nothing to say about it. It's the parents' house and their stuff and their room and if they want to turn the old bedroom into a storage area they certainly can.
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I think part of my problem with being unable to relate to Orincoro's rant is that I read the problem and think, "Wow, if only that had been my only problem with my parents." Especially when I read they're paying his tuition.
Some parts I do understand. It sucks to be ignored. It also sucks to trip over stuff on your way to the bathroom. It sucks to have a room full of junk that has become your responsibility (I think ElJay's idea is a good one if your parents aren't the violent sort).
I realize it shouldn't be a one-upmanship sort of thing. "Yeah, well, what I had to go through..." isn't what he needs. Or anyone, really. It's my problem, and I'm apparently just extra sensitive about it lately, stuff regarding parents.
So...Orincoro, yeah, it sucks. But do put it in perspective, I guess. At least they're paying your tuition, you know? Focus on that good thing, 'cause that's at least one thing you've got. Posts: 14745 | Registered: Dec 1999
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My brother stuck crap in my room. The remnants of his bed. So... (punches him) The solutions for these things are actually quite easy.
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My Christmas rant... I feel really bad about it, but I would have liked to have opened a Christmas present. I got some nice candles from my MIL, so that was a nice present--thoughtful and made specifically for me. It was unwrapped, which is okay, of course, but it's hard to feel like Christmas without wrapping. I guess I'm just silly. I'm too old to expect presents anymore.
It's just that I went to a lot of trouble for making gifts.. I suppose it's my side of the family that I'm mostly disappointed about. We haven't had Christmas yet, but it's already been decided that we're not exchanging presents because we're all in a financial crunch. But before that was decided, I had already been thinking about how to do Christmas on a budget. It's the thought that counts, I think... *shrugs*
I feel bad about feeling bad about it. We haven't even met up with my family yet for Christmas, so who knows.
My husband and I didn't exchange gifts, but we had made some major purchases this year and called them our Christmas presents to each other. His generosity toward me is not limited to Christmas. I finally opened the Buffy season 7 and Angel Season 5 boxes he had gotten for me months ago on Christmas, so I could open _something_. Watched 7 hours of Buffy. That was good.
Yeah, I'm silly about the wrapping thing. I guess I miss the days of being a kid and being surrounded by piles of gifts--new things that I've been surprised with and can enjoy. I know it's so selfish of me.. am I the only one who feels this way at all? I don't expect piles anymore, but... ugh.. I'm stupid.
Edit: I forgot. I got to open several gifts from my coworkers. I got an awesome santa cookie jar and several treats and ornaments. Now I feel worse for forgetting that!
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My Christmas solution: Admittedly, I was dubious about my friend's recommendation to buy my own Christmas gift each year. I usually talk myself out of buying nice things for myself because I am habitually on penny-pinching mode. We were shopping together when I found a nice purse I liked for only $35. Ordinarily, I would have passed it up after thinking it over for a few minutes. But at her urging, I bought it, put it away for two months, and opened it on Christmas day. I found it surprisingly satisfying and have continued the practice. For anyone who feels a little disappointed or overlooked, try it hnext year and see if it works for you, too.
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A rant thread, this is just what I need right now. I came to my parents' for the winter break and have now been here almost three weeks. This is the longest I've spent in my parent's house since I left for college two and a half years ago. I still see them fairly regularly, I just usually do it it in short bursts, like no more than two or three days. It's been pretty decent up until today. I have an older sister who's bipolar. Her problem is consistantly made worse by my mother giving into her every whim. Thus in addition to her instability she's also incredibly spoiled. On to today... I brought home Firefly because my mother said she was interested in seeing it. So this afternoon my mom, my little sister, and I were all watching Firefly. My older sister gets upset about something regarding the tv, I think she might have wanted to watch something else. I say I think, because I'm not sure. It was such a petty issue I can't even remember. Well in retaliation for not getting her way about whatever it was, she decides that she needs to take a nap RIGHT THEN. Her room shares a wall with the living room and she can easily hear the television from it. She says the tv is too loud, so we turn it way down. She says that it being on is too loud. When we don't turn it off, she starts raving about how she wants a different room (meaning the computer room where I'm currently sleeping on the fold out couch) starting tonight. At this point, my mom is trying to talk to her while my little sister and I continue watching Firefly. She notices that we're still able to watch and so she starts singing (more like screaming) at the top of her lungs until finally me and my little sister go in a different room. My mom says something about how it's not acceptable for her to do that but gives in after my sister utters several violent (although empty) threats to everybody. My dad gets home about ten minutes later and comes in to the computer room where everybody went to escape my sister and asks why we're all in there. I say it's because we let my older sister kick us out of the living room. While the complete truth, I shouldn't have said it because I knew it would make my mom mad. And it did. She starts yelling at me, venting all her rage at my older sister at the much safer target of me. She starts saying really irrational things like my sister's not the problem it's me- even though I had absolutely NO involvement in this incident other than being in the living room when it started. Then she starts tearing me down. I walk out of the room as my mom's yelling hurtful things at me but I also hear my little sister take my side saying I didn't do anything and it's obviously the older sister who purposely makes everybody miserable on a regular basis.
My mom later apologized for being mean to me. And a few hours later after my older sister had "napped" everybody pretended like nothing happened. But the whole incident just aggravates me to no end. It's such a reminder of why I haven't spent this much time here in years. I can't stand the way my mom allows my older sister to run the house. I can't stand the fact that my mom's barbs still bother me even when they're completely groundless. This whole thing has been bothering me so much I can't sleep right now. I want to go back to my apartment, but I don't think it would be wise. There's nobody over there right now, and I have friends over here that I enjoy hanging out with. Also, from Wednesday to Thursday I can drive to my grandparents with my other older sister, who is married and doesn't live here. Plus, if I go home now I think my carless self would probably end up spending New Year's alone, which would be fairly depressing. Further, I think my family's feelings might be hurt since other than today, it has been a fairly nice visit. Grrrg, I feel like I've reverted to my pre-college self. I'm trapped in a place with a person intent on making everybody as miserable as she is and, thanks to my mom, with the power of knowing she can do it without fear of punishment. Maybe I will go home, I don't know. I guess I'll think on it tonight. I wish I had a car, that changes the whole feel of everything. I could drive out here (my apartment and my parent's house is less than an hour apart) and see my family on my terms with the ability to easily leave or just visit friends any time things get too tense. I wasn't planning on getting one till May, but I hate feeling this helpless. More to think on.
Well this was long, but I feel better after writing it out. Thanks to anybody who read it.
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You're welcome. My heart goes out to you and I hope your mom seeks a little counseling on handling your older sister's concerns more effectively!
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Man, you guys have problems. My little rant about people giving me lots of goodies and sweets when they know I'm on WW seems kinda crappy by comparison. After my eating binge, I just brought my stuff to the office and let the cow-orkers have them.
Speaking of rooms, it's still weird at mom and dad's. They made my brother's room a computer/exercise room, so when my bro moved back in with his illness, they gave my room to him. I never actually un-decorated, so he just decorated over the top of all my stuff. I was fine with giving it away, though - as much as I love my parents, I couldn't live there anymore Posts: 880 | Registered: Nov 2005
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College is a very disorienting time. When you move from home, your room immediately becomes the family storage room. When you move out of your dorm / apartment, someone else immediately moves in. Nothing says "Home" like a room full of other people's crap.
I read something along those lines before heading to college, and accepted it as given. Saved much stress in that way.
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My brother and my rooms at my parents' house are totally interchangeable. We still have stuff in them, but we've both been moved out for several years.
He sleeps in my room when we're both home and I sleep in his. He likes my bed better, and I really couldn't care less. I also fall asleep on the couch about half of the time. Or the floor, or I'll roll out the air mattress.
It's like Jonesboro, the morning after, most holidays at my parents' house.
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Thanks all! I'm feeling much better about everything today. There's just something about the wee hours of the night that seems to make all problems bigger. I'm going to go ahead and stay here till next week. Things will be fine. I was just very upset last night and needed to vent. It's great to have a place like this where I can do that. Posts: 1947 | Registered: Aug 2002
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quote:Originally posted by dkw: Newsflash for people complaining about "their" room -- once you move out it isn't your room anymore. Your parents have no obligation to maintain a space that isn't used 95% of the year so that it can be just like you left it when you're there for the holidays. Deal with it.
That's really not fair, actually its totally missing the point. Alot of parents use the room thing to shew their children out of their lives, and it feels like killing off a part of your connection to your kids. You might feel differently, if like my sister, you had you parents paint over a lifetime of accumulated wall poetry the weekend after you moved to college. Its the feeling you get, not the need of "A room of your own"
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Exactly. College students get homesick sometimes. That was what was hardest for me about moving out. When I came home, not only had my beloved pet finch Adonis died in my mother's care (it wasn't her fault, but she didn't tell me about it until I came home for Thanksgiving and asked, "Where's Adonis? I want to see him!"), but she had completely redecorated my room, and I really wanted to feel "back home." I felt like my parents were trying to cut me out of their lives somehow.
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Yes, sorry about Adonis! That happened to me a few times growing up: Where's (pet name)?????????
There has been mention of we spoiled college students just needing to shut up because our parents are paying our tuition etc. Fine, but if your parents can afford to pay your tuition, and they require you to go to college, I don't see a need to do a lot of boot licking. Besides, money isn't everything, I don't think that the Gates' kids would have ABSOLUTELY no right to complain if their folks ignored them and were careless about their feelings... just because they are providing money doesn't mean they are good providers.
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No, but it does mean they are providing something and you should be grateful for that something.
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People's parents pay for their college? What's up with that?
OK, my parents helped with housing while I was in the dorms. But it always irks me when I financial planner asks "How much do you want to put away for your kids college fund?". NONE! I get the benefit of the dang schooling, it's my pay that'll increase, why should my parents have paid, even if they could have? One of the ladies here basically uses her entire paycheck to pay for her kids college (One got out, another enrolled). Another guy paid 100% of his kid's schooling. The kid now makes about $250k per year, while dad is at $80k. How does that make sense?
My old room was in pristine condition for years after I moved out other than the dust. It did have a few things stored in it, but all things considered not much. Even now, they don't use it as much as they could. I wish they would, cause I'm never going back to it, much as they might want me to.
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I leave to see Harry Potter with my mom so I have a good evening, then I get home and proved to ymself whenever something good happens somethign bad happens to me sooner or later to balance it.
I walk into the door and the FIRST thing my sister says (she came home for xmas) is that her game (Sims II) won't work (she has t on my computer) and its all my fault for screwing up my computer and that she wants me to fix it.
My responce is that I don't particularily care if she's going to be like that, and she twists it as I don't care period.
My dad pretending to be a know-it-all with computers (when knowing next to nothing in reality, he tried to hack past my windows password one day, and thats the EASIEST thing to hack past and failed miserably) tries to fix the problem by sending the debug to EA.
If they listened to me they would;ve known this: In the years I have known EA I know that THEY NEVER ANSWER they're emails or if they do not in a timely manner, that its probly a corrupted file and the only way to fix it is to reinstall Sims II or wait for me to format my computer then reinstall it.
My computer has been acting up on me but i did not as she so worded it screwed up my computer, I do not have a SINGLE VIRUS OR SPYWARE on my computer and I defrag often, the problem is that my videocard is third rate, crashes my computer often and thus by extension corrupts files, do you know how often I lost my bookmarks in Mozilla?
I try to explain this to them (my sister and my dad) and my dad tells me to shut up and sit down and ym sister mocks me and says she's not listening to me because everything I saw is negative.
This gets to the point when I snap because I've explained over and over again what the problems are and no one listens to me, I'm taking College Computer Science, she taking a pharmaciutical thing, and my dad hasn't taken compsci of any kind either, I'm the one who should be listened to.
So I snap, my dad says unless I be quiet he'll hit me (I'm 18 btw, he's 58 and shorter then me) I tell him if he does that I'll call mom or the police, so he pushes me roughly and I make a move to hit him back and he goes "you want some of this?" so I walk over to him and deck him in the face and he tries to kick me and punch me back my sister steps in and prevents hm (after I blocked his kick first) and has the AUDACITY to say a few minutes later that she wasn' here they're would've been more violence. HELLO YOU STARTED IT!
My moms friend walked into the door just as we were having a screaming match and heard the horrible things she said to me, I went into the next building where my mom works, my sister comes up later, no apology and tries to pretend that everything is normal.
My dad never apologizes for hitting me or has ever apologized for anything, my sister keeps conspiring to limit my freedom such as limited my computer time to 1:30 hours per day and says how I need to be disciplined how he needs to control me more.
I used to be the quiet one who never said or did anything.
at christmas I get WoW and BF2, I install them, I get the exact same problem my sister got and I fixed it (somewhat it randomly doesn't work, but only at start up once I'm actually in the game it works fine).
And they'res on last thing, several months ago I got a copy of XP Pro from my college and I never used it, a friend of mine needed a copy so I came to Abbott to give it to him, he didn't need it yet and my other friend asked if he could have it; so I said sure I can get more whenever.
Now it bites me in the rear as my parents are complaining that they paid for my course and had no right to give it away etc etc, Is saw that Abbott gave it to me as my personal property and I could get more anytime I wish.
And they want my friends phone number so they can call his mom and get the cd key and disc back, however my friend already looked and couldn't find it. And ym parents say then its his responsibility to get another copy then.
Not of course udnerstanding that I didn't lend it to him, I GAVE it to him and we have no right to ask for it back 3-6 months after the fact, and they went through my MSN message history to find his number, invading my privacy yet again, justifying it that they had to do it before to find out where I was one time and that I'ld e thankful if I was in danger and needed help.
Yeah, but you can't use that as an excuse each and everytime you want to find some1's phone number. This is why I password protected my computer originally and started a whole slew of fighting over whether I have the right to password my computer, whether I have the right to put movies or games on MY computer.
They paid for it yes but it was last years Christmas present TO ME.
Things calmed down now, but I can't keep having these wars each time my sister comes home its going to keep getting worse. This is why I want to move out asap.
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quote: Yes, sorry about Adonis! That happened to me a few times growing up: Where's (pet name)?????????
Yeah, I've had one pet in my life and that happened. Though I'm sure it broke my parent's hearts as much or more as mine to see their kid come home from camp and ask "Where's Fluffy?"
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