Shits happens all the time, and this time was the one I scared the most.
My internet is going to be cut off. Cause parents sucks, daughter yelled at them and they threaten me with things I love.
I'll keep argue with them until I leave this house. Until then, I guess it'll be maybe one year for me to really have my own internet back. One year because that's the time I'll be moving out?
I hope I can still keep up with things online... Maybe I'll always bring trouble to my friend (I mean going to their house for internet. I know that's annoying for everyone of my friends.) or going to cybercafe. But cybercafe at here sucks. Sucky computer, sucky internet speed.
I've so many profiles online I don't know how can I stop thinking about them... It's my life, man. That's where I runaway from them.