Tag: ranting

Home is where the Constable Is

It’s been over a week since I lost my home for the second time. I have lost it due to my mother’s neglect of essential bills, lending money to me sister, buying Amazon and eBay’s entire stock, and that crack addict of a neighbors’ thievery of $569. I have gotten into a fight with my sister’s husband a little over a month ago, and fate has landed me at their doorstep. I don’t beg: Never have, never will. My mother and sister bargained with my brother-in-law to allow me into their home due to “extraordinary” circumstances. Since then my sister’s home has been one clusterfuck of a mess with 7 people and 10 cats, not to mention the other members of the Animal Kingdom residing in each room. The deal allowing me to stay required me to stay in one of the kid’s bedrooms the entire time, the exception being let out to help with whatever needs doing. I have been steadily losing my patience being in one room dealing with a family that treats me lower than one of the ten million family pets. Christ, the damn cats get better treatment than me as they get what they need ASAP. Meanwhile I just got shoes today I have been needing for almost 2 years now. I have been thinking once I do gain the ability to leave and support myself  on my own to just disown my family due to the treatment I have suffered that they not only strongly deny, but justify the wrongs the bestowed upon me. I realize I am not a nice person: Never Have, Never Will. The only exception being is if I like you, otherwise you are a sack of shit for me to demean. That being said, it is probably a way of putting off the suffering I endured on to someone else. Home has never been kind to me, no matter where or what my home is. I will most likely never settle down, just move on to new and different places whilst burning the bridges I come across in the process.

Until next time,

Ronzil

Common Sense (of Intelligence)

This post has been long overdue. I now have more free time, after losing my job and fast, reliable internet. First off, I lost my job in the same way I don’t post regularly= ‘Social Blackout’. That’s what I call periods in which I say, “Fuck it”, and pull the plug in any sort of social interaction, like a lot an people, but I lean more towards the “extremist” side due to my autism and don’t even respond to loved ones. By the way, I say “extremist” in relations of not socially interacting by any means necessary, and not violently.  More passive-aggressive. Anyhow, I’ve been reading articles and this one struck a cord. I’ve been pissed off with several things beyond my control, and reacted in a poor manner and bad taste, but I’ve NEVER reacted about it online. Yeah, I share and say dumb things, but none in a manner that is legally or morally wrong. And never used a sentence like

“LOL, dat gurl iz da bezt sh0rty 1 eva gnome!! omg jk”

Typing that sentence alone is enough to give me brain cancer and die of human stupidity at it’s finest. Whenever I’m online, I follow the Golden Rule, which is to treat others how you want to be treated. If you want to use poor grammar and punctuation, I will mock you before handing a dictionary. If you want to be a racist, I will point out your stereotypical flaws and leave the server. If you want to be a Grade-A douchebag, I will leave the server without saying anything and literally wash my eyes from your ungodly mess you call a post that will make Beelzebub cringe. Now, the positives. If you show a great attitude, I will give you one in return. If you state a legitimate theory, we will philosophize together. If you know a topic in which you’re criticizing, I will not retaliate with demoralizing insults. I am the worst and best of the Internet rolled into one person. Trust me, you do not want to get on my bad side. And you would certainly enjoy being on my good side. I only deal that in which you have dealt. So please, just show some common sense when you post, and if by any means possible, common courtesy. I’d like to die will all 5 senses and sanity intact.

~Ronzil