As some of you already know from my MSN (which I cannot access because I'm using my college computer at the moment, whoop-de-doo), I cannot be on that much anymore. It seems that my parents are coming on to me too quick for me to handle, and now they want me to limit my time on the internet. So, from now on, here's how it's going to be:

1.) I cannot be on Saturdays and Sundays anymore.
2.) I will only be on Fridays IF AND ONLY IF my dad decides to leave house and run errands for a while.
3.) I can be on Mondays through Thursdays no later than 5:00PM (Pacific Time) -- the time my dad gets home.
4.) If I want to use the Internet while my dad is home, I can take the cable that goes to the internet and shove it up my--oh wait, can't say that around my friends...

And here's why: My dad has ALWAYS hated the internet ever since I've been "addicted" to it. Now, there's a new study coming out [link] that says cellphone (not Internet) waves can cause brain cancer. But a news report on NBC just last Thursday said that ALL Electronic devices, including INTERNET ROUTERS, can cause brain cancer. And my dad, pbeing the paranoid pessimist of an internet hater he is, decided to soak all this information up like a sponge, and now he's using that as ammunition to keep me away from the Internet.\

Then, he started giving me lectures on what else I could be doing, and says "reading a book is a way to connect to someone else's mind." What he doesn't realize is that you guys are my friends, and that you're practically the only friends I have. If anything, I want to connect to your hearts, NOT to the mind of a storybook writer who's long deceased... but I'll admit I liked the stories when I was a kid. I'm too grown up for those stories now people.

My mom was absolutely no help at all... I was lucky enough to take off on bike and sneak away with just my 4GB keychain drive. SO this is the way it has to be from now on...

I'm sorry Courtney, I don't know how much more of this I can take... for all I know they could limit my time on the computer altogether!

If I see ANY trolls roaming about on this journal, ALL their messages will be marked as spam. NO EXCEPTIONS. Well, maybe just one exception in particular... (yeah, you know who you are dude ).

But seriously, why the hecy do they care what I do on the Internet? And why does my dad have to be such a sarcastic--oh wait, can't say that word either...

And, in any case, that is why I marked myself as
_invisible.

Please take on my Secret Santa Request (prev. journal). It would really mean a lot to me now... I seriosuly don't know how I can stand 4 more years of my parents placing limits on me and treating me like their freaking 10-year-old child, even though I'm MUCH older. But the reason why I hafta put up with them is because of several reasons: ONE. I have nowhere to go. TWO. I can't afford a job in this slumping economy to take care of myself. THREE. I have a disability so I CAN'T take care of myself, and my mom made that very clear this morning. FOUR. My parents practically WANT me to stay with them so I can do all their stuff for them; since they're lucky enough to even have jobs they have a excuse... I don't.
I applied for around 30 jobs at every single place I could find. No one hired me. Not a single company cared about the fact that I'm a human being and I need a job too, like everyone else in this lame excuse for a "free country."

And what about my friends IRL? I have few. VERY FEW. I can't even see ~Gothic-Candy anymore because her and I can't be online at the same time as her anymore because of my dad. Plus, soemthing happened between her and my brother IRL which I'm NOT going to get into, but let's just say she won't be visiting our house anymore because of it. So don't ask.

And through all this, ~CourtneytheEchidna has shown me love, hope, and kindness, things that, at this point in my life, I can't POSSIBLY live without. The stres of living home with your parents and not being able to leave is just too much to bear at this point. I could either go insane or go suicidal. But instead I'm gonna tough it out for her.

*sigh* My parents, always making snide comments about me behind my back, MOCKING ME even, enjoying every last bit of it and savoring all thr relish they can get from me until one day my dad will step in and just up and kick me out. I will have nowhere to go. Not even Courtney will be able to save me from that, unless I can actually FIND someplace else to live and give her my new address, which is a 1 in a billion shot. But I hope and pray that Courtney will get here before my parents decide to do something like that...

And that's why I'm not on MSN right now; college computers don't have that (of course).
I'm leaving you guys to read this journal... hopefully you'll understand...