The Sphere
General Garbage => Tropical Paradise of Hard Shelled Fruits => Topic started by: Wickedly Yours E on Sep 27, 2005, 02:33:04 PM
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My nerves are getting so frayed that It's starting to affect my sleep. Just the other night I couldn't get to sleep due to unrealistic visions of my older bro committing suicide/killing my family/Me beating the shit out of my older bro. The first two are completely unrealistic, considering he's too lazy and spineless to do anything of the sort, but the last one...my god I've never been this close to actually wanting to beat the ever loving shit out of him. His laziness and bullshit just grow and grow and I take it and I take it and I'm getting tired of it. So tired, so tired, SO TIRED of it! I want him out of this house. OUT of this god damn house.
It's not just the older brother that's grinding my nerves, it's the younger brother. He's a lot like the older brother, which is ironic considering that he RECOGNIZES how much of a lazy bastard the older bro is. He's worse than the older brother because he KNOWS how lazy the Older brother is and He's acting lazy too, despite that he see's the problems it causes. Not only that, but he treats me like I'm inferior to him. Maybe it's because I'm not as VAIN as him, because I don't dress as nicely as him, because I could care less about my appearance and he cares more for his than his own brother, it seems. This morning he wouldn't help me get the garbage together to go out cause he was "Getting ready for school". Bullshit. He was tying a tie. When I get back from taking the garbage up? he's in a completely different get up! Just because he dresses better than me, has more friends than me, does not give him carte' blanche' to treat me like shit. It's because he doesn't take his medicine. He flat out REFUSES to take the dexedrine prescribed to him, so he acts irrational and impulsive. I'm sick of it, I'm tired of it, TIRED TIRED TIRED SO GOD DAMN TIRED. I'm giving him the riot act when he gets home, god damn it, and if he walks away from me I'm going to bury my fist into his gut. When i was his age at 16, I would get my homework done and still have time to do the housework I do NOW at 20. It's because he's taking on too much shit out of the house and comes home and treats me like It's my JOB to do all this house work.
I'm sick and tired of being treated like shit by my brothers, god damn it. I do more work in a day than they do in a week, and for years I've been living with it on my back, and I'm god damn tired of it. I swear to god, if he mouths off to me today, it's going to snap me. I'll snap like a twig and haul off on'em. I've restrained myself for years because I'm afraid if I take a swing, I won't stop swinging, but by god I'm at the point I don't think I care if I stop.
God DAMN It.
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Have you talked to your parents about this? (Um, that's who you live with, right?)
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Yah. I talked with my Dad. He's as sick as I am with the brothers Dim. I just.....It's hard for him to monitor The li'l Bro, with all that's going on around here. He's come real close to slugging the older bro. Hard to punish the Young one...
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TThe answer is: tell your dad to kick your older brother out of the house, and you take charge of the lil one. If the older brother is out of the pic, the lil brother will feel like he has no defense against you.
My dad got tired of my brother being a lazy ass for a looong time, until he got tired of him and kicked him out (now he lives at my mom's)
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HA HA HA HA HA HA!
Woman I would love to kick the bastard out of the house, but My dad's feeling is..."He's blood". He's family. He's not going to kick him out on the street.
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We kicked my younger sister out. One of the best things we ever did, though it was hard on my mom...
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Sometimes you have to bitchslap the bird out of the nest. Or your dad could try the other approach. Treat him like he's still a child and (gradually, if need be) strip his and little brother's room of everything (including the door) but a bed and a sheet, making them earn the rest. If you happen to share a room with one of them, well, let's just say "someone" would be getting his own room real soon.
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-_- I've ALWAYS shared a room, whether it be with the older or younger brother. Another one of my peeves. Unfortunately, My father doesn't want to go that route....Damn but it'd clean up my room quick though.
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Ack. Maybe dear old dad needs a slap or two. He needs to do something. Don't think they'll just grow out of it either. I have two uncles pushing fifty who never did. It could go on forever. And there your brothers will be, still in their parents' garage, drinking beer and listening to KISS with five hours of monthly employment between the two of them.
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I have more hope for my little brother than older. This is the dad that had a HEART ATTACK last year, kay? "Slapping" him isn't going to do much.
...Plus? He can punch hard enough to stop hearts. 0_0 even if I wasn't family I wouldn't want to take him on.
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You can always take a kitchen knife and kill yourself.
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i think that thats what pedophilic guys do
:hands D a knife:
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You can always take a kitchen knife and kill yourself.
I am not a fucking pussy, you Statutory raping son of a bitch. I was never some angst ridden teenage loser who thought that "Suicide is the last option" WHEN SUICIDE IS NEVER AN OPTION. Unlike YOU, my problems are not Self-Inflicted. I did not CHOOSE for my older brother to be a dumbass. I did not CHOOSE for my younger brother to be a smartass, so why don't you go back to your barely (Really isn't) legal pr0n?
Honestly, did you think that comment was FUNNY? Was it entertaining to you? DId it give you a boner? Was it meant to be scathing? Was it meant to get back at me for all the times I've insulted you over your own ineptitude? Congratulations, you've succeeded in pissing me off.
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o.o
Someone is compensating.
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Is the older bro employed, Emmy? Going to school and if so, on his own dime or your parent's?
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HAH! With his attitude? He's working at the college computer rooms and pays for his own shit.
I'm lucky. I'm nice and do stuff thus my parents pay for my college needs, as long as my grades are good.
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Well at least they're not paying for it.
Seriously though, unless your parents lay down the law (or some kind of law), nothing will change. People will do whatever others will tolerate. Maybe now's the time to plan for your future, so that after school you can move out or something. Maybe if you just "keep your eye on the prize", you know, you can kinda filter out the irritation your brothers cause you. Sure they make you do chores, but don't think of it that way. Think of it as you doing chores for your parents because you love them and want to help them.
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That's exactly how I'm thinking of it. I do chores for the parents because they're my parents and I love them. I've been filtering their crap for a while now, and now....It's just getting on my nerves.
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WTCHOP?!....dude, just beat the shit out of the kid. That's what older brothers typically do to their younger brothers anyway for no reason, so just invoke that divine right. And if Mom and Dad aren't down with that, tell 'em Dr. Phil calls it "tough love".
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See, here's the reality of "beating the shit out of people". Money. It'll cost me something one way or another, because if I go at it with one of'em, something's going to get smashed. Last time, many years ago, when I got in a fight with my older brother, we put a hole in the wall and had to buy plaster to fill it in. A couple years later, I shoved him through some wood we were using to put together a bed. Monetarily speaking, my family can't afford a serious fight.
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Considering you're like Paul Bunyan or somethin' I guess that's not really an option for you. Maybe you should call Dr. Phil after all.... Then I can watch you on da TV...
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I've pissed him off?
Eh.
You guys don't care about me or my feelings, you seem to find enjoyment by saying shit about me that you don't even know to be true.
So guess what. I don't give a damn about your issues either. Goes both ways I guess. <_<
Either that or it's because I'm just so damn apathetic and not caring about anyone anymore.
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Considering you're like Paul Bunyan or somethin' I guess that's not really an option for you. Maybe you should call Dr. Phil after all.... Then I can watch you on da TV...
0_0 Paul Bunyan? I've heard Sasquatch, Big foot, and even bubbasaurus....but Paul Bunyan?
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Giant Lumberjack....had a big blue ox....Not ringing any bells?
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Paul Bunyan, he was huge...swung a great big axe and cut trees down like a mofo. You must not have had much of a reading program in grade school.
See, here's the reality of "beating the shit out of people". Money. It'll cost me something one way or another, because if I go at it with one of'em, something's going to get smashed. Last time, many years ago, when I got in a fight with my older brother, we put a hole in the wall and had to buy plaster to fill it in. A couple years later, I shoved him through some wood we were using to put together a bed. Monetarily speaking, my family can't afford a serious fight.
That's not reality, it's an excuse. Don't want to break anything? Lay the beatdown out of the house...take it outside, like a gentleman. Then you can push his face in like civilized people.
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Rumor has it that Paul Bunyan created the great lakes. They are suppose to be his footprints.
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Yes I've heard of Paul Bunyan but nobody's CALLED me such.
All right. I feel better tonight. I yelled at the lazy bastard older brother. I snapped and started cursing his lazy ass out, and I swear if my parents hadn't stepped in I would've dragged his ass outside and beat himm until 9:00 rolled around. This all started when he didn't clean the fucking bathroom and started arguing with my parents. I was in the kitchen and just god damn SNAPPED. I even had my glasses off, and I had to resist the urge to wrap my arms around his head and SQUEEZE Until the brains oozed out when he ACTUALLY GOT IN MY FACE. It went something like this;
Me: "I love you dearly but GOD DAMN You're pissing me the fuck off!"
Bro:"Get out of the way You're not involved in this."
Me: 'You bet your ass I'm involved, I LIVE HERE. In the time it takes you to do ONE DAMN THING I've already done ten and I'm getting god damn sick and tired of it. You're damn lucky I haven't kicked your ass. You don't do SHIT!"
Bro: "it's not my fault! When You were little the parents took things away from me for not doing it faster! It's called learned helplessness."
Me: "You are so full of shit! That's such agod damn cop out AND a fucking lie! You're TWENTY THREE FUCKING YEARS OLD, TAKE Some GOD DAMN RESPONSIBILITY! Jesus CHRIST! You're not helpless!"
Bro: "Well You treat me like shit! Last night I was lying on the couch and you turned the fan off on me!"
Me: "I Treat you like shit? YOU treat ME like shit by not DOING SHIT? WHY DON'T YOU DO SHIT FIRST? THEN I'LL DO SHIT FOR YOU!"{
And there was more cursing until the parents actually stepped in front of me. Then I had to leave the room so he'd actually discuss the damn thing....and they wouldn't get out of the way for me to jump him. Lucky LUCKY Bastard.
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So guess what. I don't give a damn about your issues either.
You say that like we were ever under the impression you did.
0_0 Paul Bunyan? I've heard Sasquatch, Big foot, and even bubbasaurus....but Paul Bunyan?
I was gonna go with Jolly Green Giant myself, but I thought Paul Bunyan was the more flattering choice. And it still gets the point across....
How does turning off the fan when he's lying on the couch treat him like shit? Sure, if that were me, I'd probably get all pissy and bitch but I certainly wouldn't think it was because someone wanted to treat me like shit.
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Well it might be because I do treat him a bit like shit. When he tries to tell me I'm doing something wrong, I tend to ignore him. Cause he's a dick. For instance, he told me I should drive with my left foot instead of both feet. Yeah, okay, I'll take driving advice from him when he gets his god damn license.
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Both feet? Left foot? What are you driving?
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Uh, you're supposed to drive with your right foot only.
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Wow. That's just fucked up.
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>_> I drive an old blazer and I use my left foot since that's where the friggin' brake pedal is, and the gas is on the right so I use my RIGHT foot. If I try to cross over to the brake with my right, I'm going to scrape my heel across my shin.
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I used my right foot on the gas pedal and my left on the brake pedal...back when I was learning how to drive :P
Driving a standard would break you of this bad habit.
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o.o
Aside from Gas, yet another reason for me not to drive much anymore.
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:lol: I got this scene in my head from the movie Princess Diaries, where Mia is driving and using both her feet.
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!!! You're comparing me to a CRAPPY DISNEY MOVIE?
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At least that chick was hot. We can forgive her. But you... I DUB THEE UNFORGIVEN.
Bitch. :D
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!!! You're comparing me to a CRAPPY DISNEY MOVIE?
I was talking to the Squirrel! He's the one that invoked that image in my mind.
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At least that chick was hot. We can forgive her. But you... I DUB THEE UNFORGIVEN.
Bitch. :D
This from a guy that used the Hairy Man-Faye as his avatar.
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I read an interview with Man-Faye a while back. The man-faye is actually not as insane as one might initially think.
As for Princess Diaries...(http://www.shwiggie.com/boards/emoticons/bueno.gif)
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Am I the only one picturing E driving to that music from TPD? You know that "miracles happen once in a while when you believe"....
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.......That's cold shit, right there.
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At least that chick was hot. We can forgive her. But you... I DUB THEE UNFORGIVEN.
Bitch. :D
This from a guy that used the Hairy Man-Faye as his avatar.
What, you gay or somethin?!