My apologies *READ*
Posted On: Mar 1, 2015 17:21:32 GMT 1
Post by DarknessDevouring on Mar 1, 2015 17:21:32 GMT 1
WARNING: WALL OF TEXT INBOUND, YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED
Hey people.
I know that the maintenance mode has been on for like... Forever. It's not been intentional, I'll say right at the start.
However, at the moment, I have a LOT of shit happening in real life - all of them highly negative, I might add. As a result, I simply haven't had the time - or energy - to be here. I figured it'd working for me after a few days again... As it turns out, no, it didn't.
Let's start from the beginning, shall we?
Warning: there will be NO TL;DR section as there is NO way to sum this up.
Also, I will swear. A lot.
Last year - as some of you might know/remember - I got apprenticeship that was promised to escalate into a job. This was in April and I was there for 2½ weeks (2 days off due to it being close to Easter). Afterwards, I'm told I'm there for another month. "Fine," I figure and spend the time there, adding stuff to a website like I'm asked (after making a NEW ONE that turned out to be pointless to have - go figure. More on that later).
In June, I'm told I'm there ANOTHER 2 months. There goes my July and August (luckily, I had nothing planned, but I never heard ANYTHING about this either). Also, my work counselor never came to visit me (which was promised). Ever. Another person DID (twice) but again, nothing really happened. So yeah. That's great...
My final day was near the end of August and on the Thursday (I stop going on the Friday), I try calling them. I get no response. "No surprise there," I figure and the next day, they call me back around 10 in the morning (when I show up). I tell them that I've been there 4½ months and not heard SHIT from them. Like, ever. "Oh. Well uh... I'll call you back later," I'm told. "Fine," I figure and hang up. Four hours later (14:32/2:32 PM) I get a call back (by the way, my work ended at 15:00/3 PM) and we have a short discussion. "So, what's your plans for the future?" he asks. "Well, the best is if I get a job," I tell him (obviously). "Oh. Well, I can't promise you THAT, because if I do, it feels like I've lied to you," he tells me. Needless to say, I'm pissed (and in shock). I hang up, grab my shit, post a message about it here on the forums and head on home.
Fast forward a few days (early September): We have a short meeting in which I'm told I "do too little to be worth hiring" (not a joke). Needless to say, pissed. Again. I'm promised ANOTHER meeting 'soon'. The ENTIRE FUCKING MONTH goes and I don't hear SHIT. Late September, I call them back, asking what in the name of fuck are they doing? "Oh. Well, we had too much to do and stuff". I'm - needless to say - HIGHLY irritated again. So I'm told there'll be another meeting in October (October 6-7; forgot what date exactly). I head down there on said date, nonetheless.
What I'm told flat out? "You're not worth hiring and you're an idiot". No, I'm not making this up. Also, remember what I told you not five sentences ago about how I spoke to them in late September? Yeah. THAT time, I'm told I'm getting money for October as well. When I get down there, NOPE WE'RE JUST JOKING, YOU'LL STOP GETTING MONEY FROM US OCTOBER 8-9 (I forgot what date; was 2-3 days after the meeting anyway). So yeah. I haven't gotten SHIT from them (I'm not making this up!) since SEPTEMBER. That's SIX MONTHS by now. I still need to pay bills and shit but I have no source of income. "Get a job," you tell me? Well, first of all, fuck you. I'm trying. Second of all, I'm not ALLOWED to get a job BECAUSE THE FUCKING EMPLOYMENT CENTER IS A FUCKING JOKE. How is it a joke? When I moved here, I had an employment counselor called Mari (not a typo) who was actually GOOD. However, she was moved to another city (I don't know why) so I had to get my current one (which is fucking bad).
"Fine, fuck this shit," I figure and head on home. Not hearing shit (as always) I try to do SOMETHING to make my life less... Irritating. Nothing exactly WORKS but eh.
A while later (around November) I head there to buy a HDMI cable and remember checking up their webshop (that I was in charge of) the day prior and noticed it being shut down. I decided to ask about it. What happened to it? "They didn't have the time to deal with it so they closed it down".
Well that's a fucking waste...
Regarding the site that I made: I wanted to link from THAT site to the WEBSHOP but was told I wasn't allowed to. Why wasn't I allowed to? "Because it linked to another site". I'm not making that up. So, we had an information site, but NOTHING that showed we had a webshop, WHICH WE WERE SUPPOSED TO SELL SHIT FROM. What the hell is their problem, I wonder!
Also, that site is STILL up and running... But it's just fucking pointless to HAVE as there's NOTHING ON IT except for 'here's the times we're open'.
During this time, I stop really showing up (I'm trying to relax after that load of bullshit I've been through; add in that it's now quickly approaching Christmas and I have a LOT of shit to do at home!) For this, I apologize. Anyway, let's continue on...
Mid-late December (late night Dec 19; almost Dec 20), my idiot brother (I have four; only one is relevant, in case you're curious) starts getting... Well, let's just say 'weird'. I got no other word to describe him with. According to him, he 'saw a picture that scared him'. Well, that's... Bad, I figured. 'Hey Dark, what's the picture?' I hear you ask and I'm glad you did BECAUSE I DON'T KNOW. I haven't seen the picture myself but according to him, it was a friend of his on Steam who uploaded a picture from Binding of Isaac: Rebirth which said (according to him) 'Kill Everyone or Everything'. Yeah... Not sure how THAT'S relevant but whatever.
So my mom (who's a nurse) wears herself out, trying to deal with his load of bullshit (she works night) while ALSO doing her job. Needless to say, not easy. At all. So she tries to get him to understand that no, nothing will FUCKING HAPPEN. STOP FUCKING SAYING THAT. He won't listen (because of course he won't; he REFUSES to listen to ANYONE that's not his idiotic best friend; more on him later). We FINALLY get him to STOP BEING SUCH A FUCKING PAIN IN THE ASS (around a week later). "FINALLY some peace and quiet again," I figure. Boy, how wrong I was. My idiot brother and I was watching some Family Guy on TV (we were waiting for The Simpsons to start, which airs directly after) and for some reason, they figured it'd be fun to add in cannibalism to the show (not sure why, nor do I care). Result? If he does ANYTHING from this point onward, he'll be a cannibal. Not making that up. Sad to say. We tell him to clean his room? "IF I DO THAT I'LL BE A CANNIBAL!" We tell him to take out the trash? "IF I DO THAT I'LL BE A CANNIBAL!". We tell him HE WON'T BE A CANNIBAL if he does this shit? "I KNOW BUT MY SUBCONSCIOUSNESS (now it's his brain) TELLS ME THAT IF I DO THAT I'LL BE A CANNIBAL". Yeah. Really.
So I'm stupid enough to talk to his idiot best friend (who I've hated for like forever and a day) and ask him to speak to my idiot brother. He tells me (flat out) I'm a fucking idiot who thinks I know anything (no, seriously, he did; see why I hate him?). Irritated, I removed him from my Steam list (I haven't spoken to him since nor do I have any intention of doing so, should someone be curious). Now, said 'friend' (who says that 'experience means nothing' when it comes to EVERYTHING; seriously) and who happens 'to be interested in psychology' knows everything about my idiot brother (he doesn't) keeps telling him that he should basically continue acting like a child like he have thus far (everyone knows my idiot brother just wants attention anyway; not giving him it just makes things worse, so don't bother telling me to try it) so yeah.
Also, I'm not allowed to do SHIT without my idiot brother's permission anymore. Think I'm kidding? Wish I was.
Few weeks ago (mid-late January) I was gonna start up a washing machine after dinner. I load it but don't turn it on. Instead, I eat up and tell my idiot brother that I'm gonna start it up. He then tells me "not to do it and instead we should wait until the next day". I ask him 'why' and he says that he just wants to. Again, I ask him why. 'Because the daily deal changes at 19:00 (7 PM GMT+1) and if the machine is on at the same time, his brain will TOTALLY think that the machine must be on by the point that the daily deal changes or something is wrong' (note; he's referring to Pavlov's Dog; I recommend you read it on Wikipedia, in case you're curious what it is). I ask him how the fuck THAT makes sense. He tells me he knows it doesn't and then that I don't understand. I instantly snap and tell him 'No, see? I don't understand anything. I know nothing. It's always been like that," (I've been bullied my entire life, being told those things at all times as well, I might add). I then tell him that he's just pathetic; he just wants attention and nothing else. I've felt like crap my entire life, which caused him to say 'THEN MAYBE YOU UNDERSTAND HOW I FEEL'. I tell him that no, I don't, because I'm apparently a fucking idiot. I then went to my room.
A few hours later, I go downstairs to grab some snacks. He tells me he 'wants to talk' (now about to cry because of course he will; then everything is horrible for him) and I tell him that no, I don't want to talk. I told him that I don't want to continue this discussion and he keeps arguing about how everything is horrible for him. He then keeps arguing that we should talk, I tell him AGAIN there's nothing I wanna talk about. He starts screaming at me, I start screaming at him and I tell him 'YOU'RE JUST LIKE OUR OLD MAN' (which - by the way - is the gravest insult either of us could get; we both hate being reminded we're like him) and he tells me that 'he knows that he is', causing me to tell him that no, he doesn't fucking understand; everything has to be horrible for HIM. Everything has to revolve around HIM. NOTHING can be horrible for anyone else. I end the conversation by telling him that he never listens to me anyway. He replies with that '[he] listens whenever he can]'. I tell him that happens like twice a year and go to my room. He storms out and I feel like crying (because at this point, I feel like crap; I've had to deal with this shit for over a MONTH by this point and he STILL doesn't understand how he's wrong; ever. Actually, scratch that; lord forbid he IS wrong. Ever).
Mom comes home the next day (she works in another city) and we talk for a while. The instance she comes home, my idiot brother wants to go out 'so that we're left alone'. Mom tells him SHIT SON, THAT AIN'T HAPPENING BECAUSE THAT JUST MEANS IT'LL BE A FEEL HORRIBLE FOR MEH moment again. He doesn't understand how that makes sense (he never does) and thinks it's for our sake; in REALITY, it's for his sake (as if he leaves, he thinks we'll feel guilty that he has to go out, thus feeling bad for him).
We discuss for a while and we're told I'm supposed to be left alone for a week (note: I've literally gone on minus energy for the past 3+ months; I have less than 0 energy left) so I can rest up a little (doesn't help much). My idiot brother then complains about the fact that 'he got no energy, all he can do is watch TV'. I'm like 'BULLSHIT I HAVE LESS ENERGY THAN YOU AND STILL DO SHIT I NORMALLY DO'. He doesn't care but whatever.
Anyway, FINALLY he gets sent to a doctor so he can get medicine so that his so called 'depression' (which is idiot best friend says it is) will end. First day, he takes 2 pills (he's supposed to take 1-2 each day) and goes full 'WAH I HATE THIS FUCKING MEDICINE IT'S SO FUCKING HORRIBLE FOR BAD FOR MEH' (yeah, bullshit) so we tell him just to take one each day (he complains about getting sleepy from it; he takes it in the morning. See the logic here? I don't). He keeps taking it, shit FINALLY looks like he'll stop being a fucking pain in the ass and then he takes 2 the other night. Result? He claims that "the medicine makes him sick" and starts stomping in the floor like a brat who doesn't get everything s/he wants and starts texting our mother again and flat out tells her 'it's impossible to speak with her' (no, seriously).
Last night, I was gonna work on a private project on my computer. I figured I'd stop working on it 1 in the morning at latest. 23:30 (11:30 PM) my idiot brother comes into my room and spends an hour and a half doing literally FUCKING NOTHING but being annoying. At 0:30 (12:30 AM) I tell him that it's late and we should sleep. He ignores me. 20 min later, I tell him this. Again. Once again, he ignores me. At 1 in the morning (by that point, I was hoping to be DONE but couldn't even START IT) he FINALLY figures we should go to sleep. "He was just gonna fix something first" (I forgot what). I finally get to start working on it (why I didn't start earlier was simple; I didn't think of the idea until like a minute before he walked into the room and I wanted to fix it before I forgot it again). I ended up going to sleep at 2:35 in the morning (the job took an hour and a half to fix, plus getting ready for sleeping).
I then sleep EXTREMELY long (he wakes me up at 12:07 PM) and I ask him WHY he didn't wake me up earlier (he knows I hate sleeping for this long but he doesn't care). "I didn't know if I should because you were up so late" he tells me. Irritated, I eat a (very late) breakfast and go back to my room. Few hours later, he comes up and is basically 'FEEL HORRIBLE FOR MEH' again and asks me what I (as his brother) thinks of him. I tell him 'no comment'. He then says 'I can take critique' to which I reply 'I said I had no comment'. At that point, I'm also thinking 'no, you can't, because nothing can be horrible for you, nothing can be hard for you, everything has to be the way you want it, nothing can be bad for you. Had I said what I honestly felt, you'd just start fucking crying. Again. And I can't deal with more fucking drama'.
So yeah. I've had nearly a YEAR of non-stop trouble and shit to keep track of. And it's not even ALMOST over yet, sad to say.
I'm afraid that I still won't be able to be as active as I'd like to be here and for this I apologize; you're free to contact me on my mail (bladearistoli@gmail.com) should you have any questions. You're free to make your character/Persona and RP away; I just simply don't have the energy - or time - with all that's happening at my place at the moment. If you make a new character/Persona, drop me a line there, saying something like 'Persona Heaven character' or 'PH creation' and give me a link to the character. I'll then check it up within 24 hours. Should I not do so, feel free to send me another mail. I'll check my mail twice a day (when I wake up and when I go to bed) so odds are, you simply sent it sometime between those two times.
Finally, a message from Ammy: like myself, she has a lot of family troubles at the moment causing her to be highly occupied with her own life. She apologizes for this and hopes to be back here as soon as possible as well.
Again, I'm sorry but with all the stuff I have to go through, I just don't have enough energy to be here. As much as I'd like to be more active, due to my brother draining literally all my energy, at the moment, I feel kinda hopeless...
Hey people.
I know that the maintenance mode has been on for like... Forever. It's not been intentional, I'll say right at the start.
However, at the moment, I have a LOT of shit happening in real life - all of them highly negative, I might add. As a result, I simply haven't had the time - or energy - to be here. I figured it'd working for me after a few days again... As it turns out, no, it didn't.
Let's start from the beginning, shall we?
Warning: there will be NO TL;DR section as there is NO way to sum this up.
Also, I will swear. A lot.
Last year - as some of you might know/remember - I got apprenticeship that was promised to escalate into a job. This was in April and I was there for 2½ weeks (2 days off due to it being close to Easter). Afterwards, I'm told I'm there for another month. "Fine," I figure and spend the time there, adding stuff to a website like I'm asked (after making a NEW ONE that turned out to be pointless to have - go figure. More on that later).
In June, I'm told I'm there ANOTHER 2 months. There goes my July and August (luckily, I had nothing planned, but I never heard ANYTHING about this either). Also, my work counselor never came to visit me (which was promised). Ever. Another person DID (twice) but again, nothing really happened. So yeah. That's great...
My final day was near the end of August and on the Thursday (I stop going on the Friday), I try calling them. I get no response. "No surprise there," I figure and the next day, they call me back around 10 in the morning (when I show up). I tell them that I've been there 4½ months and not heard SHIT from them. Like, ever. "Oh. Well uh... I'll call you back later," I'm told. "Fine," I figure and hang up. Four hours later (14:32/2:32 PM) I get a call back (by the way, my work ended at 15:00/3 PM) and we have a short discussion. "So, what's your plans for the future?" he asks. "Well, the best is if I get a job," I tell him (obviously). "Oh. Well, I can't promise you THAT, because if I do, it feels like I've lied to you," he tells me. Needless to say, I'm pissed (and in shock). I hang up, grab my shit, post a message about it here on the forums and head on home.
Fast forward a few days (early September): We have a short meeting in which I'm told I "do too little to be worth hiring" (not a joke). Needless to say, pissed. Again. I'm promised ANOTHER meeting 'soon'. The ENTIRE FUCKING MONTH goes and I don't hear SHIT. Late September, I call them back, asking what in the name of fuck are they doing? "Oh. Well, we had too much to do and stuff". I'm - needless to say - HIGHLY irritated again. So I'm told there'll be another meeting in October (October 6-7; forgot what date exactly). I head down there on said date, nonetheless.
What I'm told flat out? "You're not worth hiring and you're an idiot". No, I'm not making this up. Also, remember what I told you not five sentences ago about how I spoke to them in late September? Yeah. THAT time, I'm told I'm getting money for October as well. When I get down there, NOPE WE'RE JUST JOKING, YOU'LL STOP GETTING MONEY FROM US OCTOBER 8-9 (I forgot what date; was 2-3 days after the meeting anyway). So yeah. I haven't gotten SHIT from them (I'm not making this up!) since SEPTEMBER. That's SIX MONTHS by now. I still need to pay bills and shit but I have no source of income. "Get a job," you tell me? Well, first of all, fuck you. I'm trying. Second of all, I'm not ALLOWED to get a job BECAUSE THE FUCKING EMPLOYMENT CENTER IS A FUCKING JOKE. How is it a joke? When I moved here, I had an employment counselor called Mari (not a typo) who was actually GOOD. However, she was moved to another city (I don't know why) so I had to get my current one (which is fucking bad).
"Fine, fuck this shit," I figure and head on home. Not hearing shit (as always) I try to do SOMETHING to make my life less... Irritating. Nothing exactly WORKS but eh.
A while later (around November) I head there to buy a HDMI cable and remember checking up their webshop (that I was in charge of) the day prior and noticed it being shut down. I decided to ask about it. What happened to it? "They didn't have the time to deal with it so they closed it down".
Well that's a fucking waste...
Regarding the site that I made: I wanted to link from THAT site to the WEBSHOP but was told I wasn't allowed to. Why wasn't I allowed to? "Because it linked to another site". I'm not making that up. So, we had an information site, but NOTHING that showed we had a webshop, WHICH WE WERE SUPPOSED TO SELL SHIT FROM. What the hell is their problem, I wonder!
Also, that site is STILL up and running... But it's just fucking pointless to HAVE as there's NOTHING ON IT except for 'here's the times we're open'.
During this time, I stop really showing up (I'm trying to relax after that load of bullshit I've been through; add in that it's now quickly approaching Christmas and I have a LOT of shit to do at home!) For this, I apologize. Anyway, let's continue on...
Mid-late December (late night Dec 19; almost Dec 20), my idiot brother (I have four; only one is relevant, in case you're curious) starts getting... Well, let's just say 'weird'. I got no other word to describe him with. According to him, he 'saw a picture that scared him'. Well, that's... Bad, I figured. 'Hey Dark, what's the picture?' I hear you ask and I'm glad you did BECAUSE I DON'T KNOW. I haven't seen the picture myself but according to him, it was a friend of his on Steam who uploaded a picture from Binding of Isaac: Rebirth which said (according to him) 'Kill Everyone or Everything'. Yeah... Not sure how THAT'S relevant but whatever.
So my mom (who's a nurse) wears herself out, trying to deal with his load of bullshit (she works night) while ALSO doing her job. Needless to say, not easy. At all. So she tries to get him to understand that no, nothing will FUCKING HAPPEN. STOP FUCKING SAYING THAT. He won't listen (because of course he won't; he REFUSES to listen to ANYONE that's not his idiotic best friend; more on him later). We FINALLY get him to STOP BEING SUCH A FUCKING PAIN IN THE ASS (around a week later). "FINALLY some peace and quiet again," I figure. Boy, how wrong I was. My idiot brother and I was watching some Family Guy on TV (we were waiting for The Simpsons to start, which airs directly after) and for some reason, they figured it'd be fun to add in cannibalism to the show (not sure why, nor do I care). Result? If he does ANYTHING from this point onward, he'll be a cannibal. Not making that up. Sad to say. We tell him to clean his room? "IF I DO THAT I'LL BE A CANNIBAL!" We tell him to take out the trash? "IF I DO THAT I'LL BE A CANNIBAL!". We tell him HE WON'T BE A CANNIBAL if he does this shit? "I KNOW BUT MY SUBCONSCIOUSNESS (now it's his brain) TELLS ME THAT IF I DO THAT I'LL BE A CANNIBAL". Yeah. Really.
So I'm stupid enough to talk to his idiot best friend (who I've hated for like forever and a day) and ask him to speak to my idiot brother. He tells me (flat out) I'm a fucking idiot who thinks I know anything (no, seriously, he did; see why I hate him?). Irritated, I removed him from my Steam list (I haven't spoken to him since nor do I have any intention of doing so, should someone be curious). Now, said 'friend' (who says that 'experience means nothing' when it comes to EVERYTHING; seriously) and who happens 'to be interested in psychology' knows everything about my idiot brother (he doesn't) keeps telling him that he should basically continue acting like a child like he have thus far (everyone knows my idiot brother just wants attention anyway; not giving him it just makes things worse, so don't bother telling me to try it) so yeah.
Also, I'm not allowed to do SHIT without my idiot brother's permission anymore. Think I'm kidding? Wish I was.
Few weeks ago (mid-late January) I was gonna start up a washing machine after dinner. I load it but don't turn it on. Instead, I eat up and tell my idiot brother that I'm gonna start it up. He then tells me "not to do it and instead we should wait until the next day". I ask him 'why' and he says that he just wants to. Again, I ask him why. 'Because the daily deal changes at 19:00 (7 PM GMT+1) and if the machine is on at the same time, his brain will TOTALLY think that the machine must be on by the point that the daily deal changes or something is wrong' (note; he's referring to Pavlov's Dog; I recommend you read it on Wikipedia, in case you're curious what it is). I ask him how the fuck THAT makes sense. He tells me he knows it doesn't and then that I don't understand. I instantly snap and tell him 'No, see? I don't understand anything. I know nothing. It's always been like that," (I've been bullied my entire life, being told those things at all times as well, I might add). I then tell him that he's just pathetic; he just wants attention and nothing else. I've felt like crap my entire life, which caused him to say 'THEN MAYBE YOU UNDERSTAND HOW I FEEL'. I tell him that no, I don't, because I'm apparently a fucking idiot. I then went to my room.
A few hours later, I go downstairs to grab some snacks. He tells me he 'wants to talk' (now about to cry because of course he will; then everything is horrible for him) and I tell him that no, I don't want to talk. I told him that I don't want to continue this discussion and he keeps arguing about how everything is horrible for him. He then keeps arguing that we should talk, I tell him AGAIN there's nothing I wanna talk about. He starts screaming at me, I start screaming at him and I tell him 'YOU'RE JUST LIKE OUR OLD MAN' (which - by the way - is the gravest insult either of us could get; we both hate being reminded we're like him) and he tells me that 'he knows that he is', causing me to tell him that no, he doesn't fucking understand; everything has to be horrible for HIM. Everything has to revolve around HIM. NOTHING can be horrible for anyone else. I end the conversation by telling him that he never listens to me anyway. He replies with that '[he] listens whenever he can]'. I tell him that happens like twice a year and go to my room. He storms out and I feel like crying (because at this point, I feel like crap; I've had to deal with this shit for over a MONTH by this point and he STILL doesn't understand how he's wrong; ever. Actually, scratch that; lord forbid he IS wrong. Ever).
Mom comes home the next day (she works in another city) and we talk for a while. The instance she comes home, my idiot brother wants to go out 'so that we're left alone'. Mom tells him SHIT SON, THAT AIN'T HAPPENING BECAUSE THAT JUST MEANS IT'LL BE A FEEL HORRIBLE FOR MEH moment again. He doesn't understand how that makes sense (he never does) and thinks it's for our sake; in REALITY, it's for his sake (as if he leaves, he thinks we'll feel guilty that he has to go out, thus feeling bad for him).
We discuss for a while and we're told I'm supposed to be left alone for a week (note: I've literally gone on minus energy for the past 3+ months; I have less than 0 energy left) so I can rest up a little (doesn't help much). My idiot brother then complains about the fact that 'he got no energy, all he can do is watch TV'. I'm like 'BULLSHIT I HAVE LESS ENERGY THAN YOU AND STILL DO SHIT I NORMALLY DO'. He doesn't care but whatever.
Anyway, FINALLY he gets sent to a doctor so he can get medicine so that his so called 'depression' (which is idiot best friend says it is) will end. First day, he takes 2 pills (he's supposed to take 1-2 each day) and goes full 'WAH I HATE THIS FUCKING MEDICINE IT'S SO FUCKING HORRIBLE FOR BAD FOR MEH' (yeah, bullshit) so we tell him just to take one each day (he complains about getting sleepy from it; he takes it in the morning. See the logic here? I don't). He keeps taking it, shit FINALLY looks like he'll stop being a fucking pain in the ass and then he takes 2 the other night. Result? He claims that "the medicine makes him sick" and starts stomping in the floor like a brat who doesn't get everything s/he wants and starts texting our mother again and flat out tells her 'it's impossible to speak with her' (no, seriously).
Last night, I was gonna work on a private project on my computer. I figured I'd stop working on it 1 in the morning at latest. 23:30 (11:30 PM) my idiot brother comes into my room and spends an hour and a half doing literally FUCKING NOTHING but being annoying. At 0:30 (12:30 AM) I tell him that it's late and we should sleep. He ignores me. 20 min later, I tell him this. Again. Once again, he ignores me. At 1 in the morning (by that point, I was hoping to be DONE but couldn't even START IT) he FINALLY figures we should go to sleep. "He was just gonna fix something first" (I forgot what). I finally get to start working on it (why I didn't start earlier was simple; I didn't think of the idea until like a minute before he walked into the room and I wanted to fix it before I forgot it again). I ended up going to sleep at 2:35 in the morning (the job took an hour and a half to fix, plus getting ready for sleeping).
I then sleep EXTREMELY long (he wakes me up at 12:07 PM) and I ask him WHY he didn't wake me up earlier (he knows I hate sleeping for this long but he doesn't care). "I didn't know if I should because you were up so late" he tells me. Irritated, I eat a (very late) breakfast and go back to my room. Few hours later, he comes up and is basically 'FEEL HORRIBLE FOR MEH' again and asks me what I (as his brother) thinks of him. I tell him 'no comment'. He then says 'I can take critique' to which I reply 'I said I had no comment'. At that point, I'm also thinking 'no, you can't, because nothing can be horrible for you, nothing can be hard for you, everything has to be the way you want it, nothing can be bad for you. Had I said what I honestly felt, you'd just start fucking crying. Again. And I can't deal with more fucking drama'.
So yeah. I've had nearly a YEAR of non-stop trouble and shit to keep track of. And it's not even ALMOST over yet, sad to say.
I'm afraid that I still won't be able to be as active as I'd like to be here and for this I apologize; you're free to contact me on my mail (bladearistoli@gmail.com) should you have any questions. You're free to make your character/Persona and RP away; I just simply don't have the energy - or time - with all that's happening at my place at the moment. If you make a new character/Persona, drop me a line there, saying something like 'Persona Heaven character' or 'PH creation' and give me a link to the character. I'll then check it up within 24 hours. Should I not do so, feel free to send me another mail. I'll check my mail twice a day (when I wake up and when I go to bed) so odds are, you simply sent it sometime between those two times.
Finally, a message from Ammy: like myself, she has a lot of family troubles at the moment causing her to be highly occupied with her own life. She apologizes for this and hopes to be back here as soon as possible as well.
Again, I'm sorry but with all the stuff I have to go through, I just don't have enough energy to be here. As much as I'd like to be more active, due to my brother draining literally all my energy, at the moment, I feel kinda hopeless...