Well, you wanted an entry, so....
Aug. 24th, 2005 09:28 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
magedragonfireSo, folk're back now from their vacation. I no longer have the house to myself.
I'm wishing their planes had just crashed on the way back and they'd died. This is after only an hour and a half of Sean being home. Dad and Mom aren't back yet - and it's not going to get any better.
I want my house of nothingness back. T.T No-one to annoy me, or yell at me, or rant at me for never getting off my ass and doing anything - even though I DO! It's... Gods, I hate them.
But.
This was supposed to be a post about my weeks alone. So it shall be.
Nothing much really happened... The place stayed relatively clean, I went back and forth to work without incident, work itself went without incident (Joy finally had her baby and has been too busy with her to bother me much), the pets didn't misbehave horribly (except for the dog waking me up too bloody early to get fed in the morning), and life was beautiful. I didn't have to listen to anyone myself, things were peaceful, and quiet, and lovely.
Trav only came over to see me a couple times briefly, which was quite unfortunate. Schedules kept colliding, and he had to be away for both weekends, so we didn't get to spend much time together. It got kinda lonely at a couple points, but not enough for me to wish that they were back. Spent enough time interrupting sessions of Ragnarok by calling me as it was. (Every bloody time, and usually when I was surrounded by angry marine life in Bibalan!)
I joined a new RP,![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
arezon, and have yet to do much with it. Will eventually, once I figure out what I want to do next. My character is a nice little git, but I've yet to figure out any sort of motivation for him yet. Not familiar enough with the game world, I suppose. Give me a few weeks and I'll have something.
Started out toying with someone based off of Daelin's model might be nice, and so picked a nobleman of the Kriel house - plantlife, and all. Someone kind, a little naive, loyal, and good with the planties.
Well, I ended up with good with planties, and that's about where the similarities end. Aethan is an ambitious, manipulative, flamboyant (and loving it!) lad, and I have no doubt I'll have heaps of fun getting him in trouble.
When I think of ways of how to do this.
In Furc news, AKP has been doing fine, and TGT is beginning to get to me. Grapic got fired Sunday (tried to manipulate the owner), leaving the bar even more short-staffed than it was. It's been too busy as is for me to keep up with, and I'm tired of poor Icy being played the same way day in and day out. She's tired of it, too. >.> I've taken a break for the past couple of days, but I'll probably pop my head back in tomorrow, or something.
Got Dragon to 91/50 over the past few, as well. Highest I've ever had a character. Of course, it'll be an uphill battle from here, but. Rai's almost to 99 on Taio, apparently, which means I'll actually be the highest-levelled person in the guild... Once he goes into rebirth, ehe. I'll never quite catch up.
No luck yet finding a Phen card, although I did find a Hydra card. XD Yay, I'm effectively rich.
And... We get back to now, where things are determined to suck, and I'll be lambasted and yelled at again and everything will go back to normal.
...I don't want it to. T.T Being thrown around, taunted, spat at, and generally taken advantage of at times when he can't be bothered to bully me is the suck. Can't even wait fucking half an hour after he gets home.
And of course, the parents don't care, just come in, look at me, look at each other, mutter something about Sean and I 'having a little fight', and ignore me afterwards.
Nice to know I'm loved.
And once they settle in, then they'll go back to nagging me, find every little imperfection that I forgot about or missed while they were away, and snark at me about that. They'll go back to ordering me to do things, and get pissed off, call me lazy and ungrateful and the most horridest persont that ever lived when I either forget to do so (not my fault; I don't remember small details unless they write it down for me) or decide that I'm tired of being pushed around - which, of course, is looked on as an unforgivable offense.
And the worst thing is not having anyone to talk to to get my mind off of it all. Trav was gone by the time Sean stopped harassing me and I reconnected the 'net, and Razzy's showin' away.
I'm beginning to wonder why I bothered ever trying to crawl out of my shell, fix myself, tear down the wall of thorns. When even the people who're supposed to be closest to me, family, can't stand me, well... What's the point?
I'm wishing their planes had just crashed on the way back and they'd died. This is after only an hour and a half of Sean being home. Dad and Mom aren't back yet - and it's not going to get any better.
I want my house of nothingness back. T.T No-one to annoy me, or yell at me, or rant at me for never getting off my ass and doing anything - even though I DO! It's... Gods, I hate them.
But.
This was supposed to be a post about my weeks alone. So it shall be.
Nothing much really happened... The place stayed relatively clean, I went back and forth to work without incident, work itself went without incident (Joy finally had her baby and has been too busy with her to bother me much), the pets didn't misbehave horribly (except for the dog waking me up too bloody early to get fed in the morning), and life was beautiful. I didn't have to listen to anyone myself, things were peaceful, and quiet, and lovely.
Trav only came over to see me a couple times briefly, which was quite unfortunate. Schedules kept colliding, and he had to be away for both weekends, so we didn't get to spend much time together. It got kinda lonely at a couple points, but not enough for me to wish that they were back. Spent enough time interrupting sessions of Ragnarok by calling me as it was. (Every bloody time, and usually when I was surrounded by angry marine life in Bibalan!)
I joined a new RP,
arezon, and have yet to do much with it. Will eventually, once I figure out what I want to do next. My character is a nice little git, but I've yet to figure out any sort of motivation for him yet. Not familiar enough with the game world, I suppose. Give me a few weeks and I'll have something.Started out toying with someone based off of Daelin's model might be nice, and so picked a nobleman of the Kriel house - plantlife, and all. Someone kind, a little naive, loyal, and good with the planties.
Well, I ended up with good with planties, and that's about where the similarities end. Aethan is an ambitious, manipulative, flamboyant (and loving it!) lad, and I have no doubt I'll have heaps of fun getting him in trouble.
When I think of ways of how to do this.
In Furc news, AKP has been doing fine, and TGT is beginning to get to me. Grapic got fired Sunday (tried to manipulate the owner), leaving the bar even more short-staffed than it was. It's been too busy as is for me to keep up with, and I'm tired of poor Icy being played the same way day in and day out. She's tired of it, too. >.> I've taken a break for the past couple of days, but I'll probably pop my head back in tomorrow, or something.
Got Dragon to 91/50 over the past few, as well. Highest I've ever had a character. Of course, it'll be an uphill battle from here, but. Rai's almost to 99 on Taio, apparently, which means I'll actually be the highest-levelled person in the guild... Once he goes into rebirth, ehe. I'll never quite catch up.
No luck yet finding a Phen card, although I did find a Hydra card. XD Yay, I'm effectively rich.
And... We get back to now, where things are determined to suck, and I'll be lambasted and yelled at again and everything will go back to normal.
...I don't want it to. T.T Being thrown around, taunted, spat at, and generally taken advantage of at times when he can't be bothered to bully me is the suck. Can't even wait fucking half an hour after he gets home.
And of course, the parents don't care, just come in, look at me, look at each other, mutter something about Sean and I 'having a little fight', and ignore me afterwards.
Nice to know I'm loved.
And once they settle in, then they'll go back to nagging me, find every little imperfection that I forgot about or missed while they were away, and snark at me about that. They'll go back to ordering me to do things, and get pissed off, call me lazy and ungrateful and the most horridest persont that ever lived when I either forget to do so (not my fault; I don't remember small details unless they write it down for me) or decide that I'm tired of being pushed around - which, of course, is looked on as an unforgivable offense.
And the worst thing is not having anyone to talk to to get my mind off of it all. Trav was gone by the time Sean stopped harassing me and I reconnected the 'net, and Razzy's showin' away.
I'm beginning to wonder why I bothered ever trying to crawl out of my shell, fix myself, tear down the wall of thorns. When even the people who're supposed to be closest to me, family, can't stand me, well... What's the point?
