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Reading over it, it does look like/sound like such trivial things from a spoiled kid. That's not how I ment for it to come off as, and I apologize. This is one of the reasons I don't normally say anthing, because it usually doesn't come out correctly.

Like I said, it's a build up and that's just the most recent. Maybe I am being stupid and blowing things out of proportion, but so often? I don't know. I think I'm going to lurk about for a few more minutes or so before turning in. I've got to go in early to work in the morning, and I've not been sleeping well lately.

zoop.

*Nods* That's what Zorra's been pushing me to do, and I agree that it's a good idea for that situation. Thing is, I've got this problem with "not wanting to be rude and/or offensive." There's nothing wrong with telling them to keep their hands off things that I've bought with my own money, but it makes me feel bad to hurt feelings or make others feel bad. I know this and hate it, but it leaves me floundering. I know the best course is to just suck it up and stop bellyaching about it, and do something about it. I just lack the courage to argue the point when it's brought to the parents because of how I've been raised. I guess that's what it comes down to. Fear of my parents, of conflict or displeasing them. No, I don't guess; I know for a fact.

But yeah, I'm set in my thoughts. I'm cleaning the fridge in the garage tomorrow and moving it in hopefully that day or the next. I've got a lock on my door, but parents have a spare key to it. I've been toying with the idea of getting a new lock, but then there's the whole explaining it to them deal. I did think about the drawer with a lock thing, and I'm glad you suggested it too Zely; lets me know I'm not "going overboard." Because I have told them off, when the cheesedog incadent happened. Didn't prevent the pizza from vanishing within hours though. And I've no clue how long the chocolate's been gone.

I'm bringing the fridge in, I'm going to find/buy some kinda storage containor for the non-perishables. I'm saving for my own computer (won't get into that, not up to it), and the budget for the apartment. I get to "play house" basically; I do for the most part anyways. I'll have to pick up a new apartment guid tomorrow though, since I didn't even look through the first one. As far as a job, I just want a simple data-entry job. And I'm looking. Most want a resume though, so that has to be finished. But I'm getting there, and it will happen.

What's wrong?

And why'd you disappear?

You've been greatly missed to CB. What's up?


Thank's Zely; I really needed the support. You're right, and I know it. I'm not going to silently let myself be walked over. Any more wear and I'll break. Again, thank you.

Not watching the oscars, don't have a tv in here. ...And I don't think I've heard of that artist; what genre?

Coolies, maybe I'll check him out.

You ought to. He's pretty much the best cellist out there in my opinion.