Apparently i need to adjust my headlights (my car's)

oh.
So i just had a blow up with one of my brothers. Arguments are always offset by the smallest issue. Tonight it was about me needing to adjust my car head lights. But once we were both heated up other things inevitably came out. Like "Ever since you're moved out you act as though...". (a little off the point). That got me wanting to complain about the way he treats me in general. Completely unrelated and something i never knew got to me as much as it clearly does.

Now that its been surfaced, i am highly aware of the way he does talk to me. And it'll get to me till i say something or it changes.

And... normally its the siblings against the parents. No. Guess not. Its different now that we're older



What if he's right? Maybe i am stubborn? --mmm. We're both a little right. i shouldn't have spoken over the top of him but, he is always either lecturing me or needing something off me. Thats it.

I've moved out for almost a year, and he hasn't seen my place. He has NO idea where i am. He does plan to come see my place next month... The catch is, him and his mate need a place to sleep when they go to a nearby concert. So i have to vacate. Damn.

I'm just not used to fighting. My last fight was in... April? 7 months. Thats not too bad i guess.

Looking Good and Feeling bad

"The only time i ever think I'm beautiful," said Sacha... "Is when some man is staring into my face in broad daylight and telling me I'm beautiful. And then as soon as he turns away for a minute i think he changed his mind. And if he doesn't turn away or change his mind, I start thinking he's one of those idiots with no taste." - Judith Rossner

Excessive amounts of options confuse me

Yesterday i downloaded more photos than i know what to do with.
Now theres simply too many to choose from that i'm not going to post any.



This is an old one i saw and kinda liked.

But the point of telling you this is to see if anyone else out there, feels the same way.

If you read a menu and there are simply too many nice things to get, do you normally not know what to take, freak out, spend hours making the decision and invariably make the wrong one.

I'm not indecisive person, but this kills me.



Or when you go into a shop and theres too many nice things to buy, you buy nothing. This happened to me in top shop on my first time. i was too overwhelmed by all the levels.

If anyone feels the same way, please leave me a comment to make me feel less pathetic. ANYONE?

Sticky Sticky

Today i feel, out of my body, all together strange.
I don't know where i'm coming from and got no clue where i'm going.

You know when someone you love and respect (the same someone who loves and respects you back) tells you to get youre act together. To really step into gear and ... pretty much slaps you across the face. O so maybe it hasn't been a slap in the face. i think this is more like them splashing me with some water. Its refreshing and yet annoying. Or maybe its more like someone pouring a full bucket of soft drink over your head. yes i like the last one.

The point is, it leaves you dripping in sticky embarrassment and with a feeling of vulnerability. You feel back to front, inside out and upside down. If this seems like I'm complaining, I'm not. Instead i'm taking it in my stride and hoping to better myself. again. It'll take a while. But i'm gonna try clean up this mess.