my annoying sis hacked into my computer and changed the names of all my characters into names that sound like they're straight out of a little-kid tv show. she also changed their personalities so much that they didn't fit in the story, and she took out parts that she said were "inappropriate" but would only have been wrong to a four-year-old. it took me a lot of time to get my stuff back to normal. just wondering: has this ever happened to anyone else? what can i do to get her to stop it?

I know, it's really hard. That's why I think I like guitar more. You get used to it. It was really hard to remember the places to put my fingers at when I just started violin, but you just have to get used to it.

One of my friends plays violin, and she uses colored tape to mark the notes...

No, I haven't encountered that before.
She hacked your password? Change it.
Save it to Google Documenrs for good measure.

i know. i forgot to sign out and she went on my google docs and changed everything. i told her to stop and she said i'm being a huge bossy face.

Well, you have a right to defend yourself. Try racking her stuff and tell her that she's a huge bossy face when she ticks you off. If she says it was your fault you didn't log out, say that it was her fault she didn't put them in a more secret place.
Don't take my advice. My revenges are rubbish.

memory xD and tapes

I'm gonna try that! I'll find her dance notebook and write random stuff in it!

If there's one thing I am, it's confused. How is life worth it? I wake up everyday thinking, nothing interesting is going to happen today. What's the point. And then nothing interesting happens. I just need a little action. I need something. Because it's just not worth it. I just don't get life.

Uhmmm... :/ Well, one of my friends uploaded a quick story of their life to dA, mostly about a period of time when they felt really down. They called it depression, but in all honesty I thought it was very tame, I don't really know if I should call it that. :^I I was kind of like, "Ehh, I kind of have an interesting story too, but... ehh..." and now they think it would be a good idea for me to post it on dA.

My face when they actually think I should post it:
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I felt like that for a while; now it's just become… something I don't really think about.
You're still young. You're not even a quarter of the way through your life, and you're still limited in what you can do: there're so many more friends you'll make, so many more awesome things you'll do, so many more reasons to keep living.
(The following may not really apply, but they sort of helped me.)
"It's not enough / It never is / So I will go on until the end." ~ Breaking Benjamin. If life's not worth living… if you keep living, at least it'll be closer to worth living.
I found thinking something along the lines of, "Eff this, if life's not worth living, I'll make mine living if only to metaphorically flip off life," helped a bit sometimes, too. (*le rebel*) (It kind of took me a while to fully realise that 'ftw' isn't at all optimisticish. :p)

:pIt's actually much easier than you would think it would be... you just kind of judge.

It's called hormones, girl. You'll figure it out. :)

HORROR-mones, as I have previously dubbed them. Yersh. Venting always makes me feel a tiddly-bit better. :3

Video games, Books, Sports, Money, and all that entertains you :p

From your point of view anyways.

Okay. Vent/rant time.

There are nails and a hammer in my bedroom because we were redoing my paint and stuff and I've just been hammering random nails into my dresser when I'm bored and yanking them out and there's this statuette of Jesus I got for my first communion and for some reason why I picked up a nail without thinking and started hammering into his head and then I stopped before I could make a dent but still I wasn't even thinking and I started internally freaking out and I don't know what the hell is going on with my religion right now 'cause I just feel so far away from God if there even IS and effing God and I keep un-capitalizing His name and what the heck is going on I feel like swearing all the time and I don't want to turn into my brother but I am and yet I don't want to be a goody-two-shoes and I effing don't know what to do 'cause religion is just so effed and and god sometimes I feel like absolute sh*t.

There. Ignore that. Effing ignore it. 'Cause I'm effing inwardly fuming.

I'd tell you why there has to be a god, but please look it up for yourself. I really don't feel like getting into a religious debate :/

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I'm sorry chica. I've done that, trust me I have. I was raised as a Christian until I started actually (/gasp) developing opinions of my own, and realized that my, ahem, Default Religion wasn't cool with my opinions... and when I tried to tell my dad, he basically decided he had failed in life. So we had it out over that, and that was a lot of tears on my part and yelling on his, and then I guess we both decided to pretend it had never happened.
Apparently for him, that involves pretending I never did at all, and telling me to say grace and getting into a bunch of talks about his religion and sinners and stuff. It's not like he's a fanatic, really it's not, but he's passionate about his religion and he's just...

(I posted a rant on the subject around when this all happened, then I deleted it. So I'll stop now.)

Okay, the point.
Religion is supposed to be something you believe in, something that you will support and it will support you. It's not all sunshine-and-rainbows but it shouldn't make you feel bad about it.
Just relax.
You're not going to hell or anything, trust me. You're a freaking amazing person.
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Pokemon and you and the Doctor are making me feel better now. :3 Danke.

My dad is so sweet. :D Yesterday, when I was about to get out of the car and into the bus, he said: "Alright, alright, first day of school. I'm about to send you off into the arena. But first, I have one thing to give you."

And then he opened his hand and there was a mockingjay pin. :'3

Heh, your dad is awesome.

Wait - but then does that mean that you will kill off the rest of your classmates to win the School Games?

She might get suspended by Principle Snow *Nods*

Well played. You saved me from countering your religious debate, I took it to the religion thread instead. Thank you! :'D
(*bows to you*)
Internet etiquette levels are off the charts right now. :>

Oh my god! XD XD That is awesome!

Yeah I stopped that debate on the religious thread because I just saw it as wasting time. :/

for some reason, I just started hating myself again. I don't know why, but most of the time, I think I'm ugly or mean or way too klutzy or just not good enough in general. And my parents just don't understand...

Honey... I know how you feel. In fact, it first came to me before the first of my 4 circus shows that things were changing, too quickly, and I just wasn't good enough for any of it. Thankfully, some lovely ladies *le shoutout to M, E, A, L, B, and yes, even J, though he's not a lady xD* helped me realize that even though you may feel like s--- sometimes, you've got to remember what an amazing person you are. You've survived life this far, haven't you? That's remarkable enough. :D And you've got talents, you've got passions, you've got friends. I may not know you well enough to list what these things are, but I assure you that you have them. List 'em yourself if it helps. You are fully capable of becoming whatever you want to be. You are not anything bad enough to not be something (haha awkwardly phrased sentence... ^.^). And as for the 'mean' part... I've been feeling that a lot lately, too. So you're not alone. Any time you need to vent, you've always got ye olde KP. You'll get through this time fast and move on to better things soon. I promise, and I hoped that helped. :3 *glomps*

Ugly, mean, and klutzy people FTW! 8D

I'm more ugly, mean, and kluzty than you are, I think. My hair is stringy and my nose does this weird pointing upwards thing and my eyes are squinty and my only redeeming feature is my lips. As for mean, I'm a super bad sport when I lose games (I actually hate board games most of the time), once kicked my brother in the head, and threw a pencil at my mother. My mom says I inherit the meanishness from her. I could tell tales of what she did in her college cribbage club... Let's just say that to this day there's an official rule that says, "You may not hit other players over the head with a cribbage board". And klutzy... that's me, alright. :D

Well, my current mood is smiling like a goon-ish.
My friend and I were playing along with the Skeleton Dance tonight 8D

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h03QB...e_gdata_player
I've watched it ever since I was eight and I've recited practically everything.

Random vent start:

dfjaldskfaklsfj I really don't like my sister ^.^

Random vent over. :D

Wow, you just get that pain out there, girl. :rolleyes::D

Haha you know it xD

I've got a bunch of random cheesy stuff that no one wants to see. And I don't know where to start.

... I would read it and do my best to help! <:^J

I know -__- But I'm too paranoid to post anything personal on the internet anyway, soo.
But I shwould care :)

XD My vents are the most stupid and random things ever. Not like yours. But here goes.

So how the hell is this supposed to work? If you won't flipping let me read Percy Jackson, which is my assigned reading for the week, I will FAIL THE CLASS. Why are you so surprised when I fail English? Okay, and then you do let me read it and give me a talk about working hard at school. And that's not the least of it! Stop trying to get involved! You may think it's nice, but you're just being annoying. If I want to go goth or something, I'll let you know. But it is none of your business if I want to wear socks under sandals. How come my father is teling me that it's dorky? And then my parents are shopping for clothes trying to make me really fashionable? MY ONLY GOAL IN FASHION IS TO BE AS STRANGE AS POSSIBLE! You can say what you like about blue being popular this year, but why should you care if I want BRIGHT ORANGE gym shorts? It's a MINIOR DECISION and we should not get into a fight about it. And no, when my dad helps me pick out bras it is not CARING, it is CREEPY. And also, since when does the music I listen to have to do with my salvation or damnation? Lady Gaga may or may not be good as a person, but I like listening to her songs. I don't listen to rap about sex, drugs, and hot babes/dudes. I listen to good music.

JUST STOP IT.

The fact that some people can be so STUPID (both on and off the Internet) just baffles me. And angers me. Sometimes I just want to punch people in their effing face and make them stop doing whatever the heck is so annoying. -_-

Me too, bro. That's why I love punching pillows and imagining that they're faces instead.

LOL... i do that all the time :D

I'm so sad...