The fuck was that?

The house is filled with all these negative vibes right now. My parents are really stressing out with our current financial situation. I know they're cheap, but they've just reached a whole new level. Part of me is angry that we're like this because of all that money they gambled away in stocks. Part of me is really really sorry. I'm expensive. I never liked going out to the cheap stores. That's me. And I'm sorry. I think its because I'm insecure. I KNOW. My sister is getting all whiny because she's growing up and she's "needing" all these things. I remember that. I remember "needing" a pager in seventh grade, but I never really used it. I feel bad. I'd tell you why, but I know my sister is reading this and that bitch is desperate to use anything she can against me. Yes, I called you a bitch. But that's because you're acting like one. You're the one who lost your fuckin' glasses. It ain't my fault mom's insurance only covers one pair per year. And you used it. So don't fuckin' take it out on us.

Man, I blame all this on the stupid economy. And our idiot president. What the fuck is he doing to make this better? Waging more wars? What a dick. We'll suffer as you cost us more, FUCKER. Gosh, I'm angry. And Plato is sticking in my mind. I hate Plato. His ideas are so fuckin' stupid. Idyllic. They would be fine if we didn't have feelings. Excuse me for liking happiness, Plato, sir. I'll abstain from all emotion as I see it possible, Plato. FUCK THAT. I hate his philosophy, its bullshit. Go ahead and fuckin' try to run your society, Plato, but I doubt its success. You can't ask people to neglect their bodily desires. You can't tell us not to eat, and instead search for the truth. We're selfish and we're ignorant and I fuckin' hate The Republic.

I'm angry.