I'm kind of in the calm-fatalistic mode now. It's only immediately after these confrontations when I get crazy angsty and I just have this compulsive need to get all the emotion and feeling OUT of me so I can try to function normally again. Which is why LJ is so good, because if I was just writing in a diary, it wouldn't be the same, I wouldn't get the same acceptance and support I get here. You guys keep me sane, and I love you for not just throwing your hands up and waving it away. It's not your drama but you stick by me.

Funnily enough, the thing that pisses me off the most this time is not the laptop or tv or social restrictions- I hate them, but in a warped way, I can see what my parents are trying to accomplish- but I can't believe they're limiting the number of books I read per week. Yes, I mainly read trashy romance novels, but come on. This is ridiculous, I think that's overstepping some major boundaries, even by our standards.