I hate it when my internet crashes every five minutes. It's really frustrating me. But, what I hate more than even my stupid internet is when people, especially males, make me feel uncomfortable, unintelligent, or immature. I'm not unintelligent or immature, and I shouldn't feel uncomfortable for being who I am. I'm sick of people making fun of me, who aren't able to take it themselves. I don't like people making fun of me, even if it's friendly and good-natured, but I HATE it when people make fun of me then get pissy when I joke back. I never even say anything very mean. I've been jabbed pretty hard by jokes before, the least people can do is take a few pinpricks.

I'm also fed up with trying to work out when someone is being serious and when they're taking the mickey. (Wow, I don't know where that saying came from. I guess when I'm mad my English side comes out...) Anyway, I'm usually pretty good at knowing when to be serious and when to joke around, but online I find it hard to work out sometimes when someone's kidding or not. And I've finally snapped. I'm done with it people. If you're going to joke around, don't get pissed off when I joke back and don't suddenly get all serious and self-righteous on me when I'm joining in the damn conversation.

Ok, sorry. Now I'll be nice. I'm done being angry....It doesn't suit me.

I love being in my room. It's so beautiful and me. I feel so comfortable and safe in here when it's all clean and organized. It's a place where I can be completely self-absorbed. It's a room dedicated to me by me. It's as if my thoughts sorta fell on to the walls. This room could not be anyone else's room. It's utterly me and I love it. No matter how petty and miserable I'm being, I can come here and chill. I always moan about such petty, stupid things, which I fully know and that makes me feel worse. But here I can be by myself and hide away until I feel better. I feel so blessed to have such a lovely space to myself.