Geez, I’ve been getting worse and worse the last few days. It sucks, too, because i had just started feeling better (happier and more energetic), but then [a few days ago] i was chatting with my parents and they started talking about sex or relationships or something like that. I just got really angry. (lately, whenever i see or hear about happy couples i’ve just been getting angry) I started pounding on the truck and just getting really violent. When mom asked what was wrong, i just looked at her and started crying. UGH! Crying in front of my parents, what a baby.
That was a few days ago.
Then my printer decided to have brain damage and become retarded. It just got stuck initializing. I thought maybe it just needed cleaning so I took it down to the kitchen table (since the kitchen has all the cleaners). After a while dad bitches and says that i shouldnt be using the table as a workbench. He’s right, i suppose, but i just couldnt take it. My temper flaired up again and i just chucked the printer right out the door. That alone didn’t satiate my anger, so i walked out after it, picked it up, and bashed it against the side of the porch a few times. I hope it really was unfixable becuase now it’s in a thousand pieces. Plus my hand is bloody and inked.
*Sigh* I just got home. I shouldn’t have any stress. This whole damned break up is still affecting me. Once i get a few paychecks in my pocket and in the bank, i’ll take the train down to Chicago for a few days. Maybe playing a ton of DDR will just exhaust me to the point of Zombification.