I am in a terrible mood, and need to rant about two things. One isn't as serious as the other, but it's pissing me off anyway.

Rant One: Roleplaying

So, I'm on a website (I'll just leave the name out) and I decide to start a Final Fantasy VII roleplay. In my rules, I specifically state that we are leaving both Cloud/Tifa AND Cloud/Aeris out of it. I don't think that's a lot to ask, I really don't. Well, two people disagree with me. The person that was playing and Cloud and the person that was playing Tifa decided to completely disregard what I asked and start some random Cloud/Tifa lovin'. This really annoys me, but I politely ask them to leave. Do they? No. They don't. They both try to yell at me and debate Cleris vs. Cloti with me! WHY? All I wanted was a roleplay! If they didn't like the fact that I wanted BOTH couples out of it, they could have gone somewhere else! Eventually I just left...

It really pisses me off. Were they so rabid that they had to ruin my roleplay? Everyone else left too, although I do appreciate the people that tried to defend me and help me get them off the board. There was no reason for it, and they tried to act like I was being a dictator because I didn't let their coupling in! I DIDN'T WANT CLOUD/AERIS IN THERE EITHER TO AVOID FLAMING AND DEBATING. :mad:

I'm over it, It just really pisses me off. Alright...next topic.

Rant Two: Smoking

My dad has been PROMISING me over and over again since December that he'd quit smoking. Has he? No. He has not. My mom, on the other hand won't even tell me that she's quitting. She's perfectly content with smoking the #*@$%'ing cancer stick forever. She has Lupus for God's sake, you'd THINK she'd be more considerate of her health. You know what really gets me? They've both quit before! Then out of nowhere they both decided to start again and have no consideration for everything I tell them about how #*@$%'ing DISGUSTING it is, and what it does to your body! Well...they pay attention, they just won't quit. Oh, and this is just insulting. My parents quit smoking when my mom was pregnant with me, and my dad says he quit because he never wanted me to see him smoke. I call bullshit on that anyway, but that's not the point. So he quits, and right when I get to that age where I'm apparently being pressured into smoking, he starts again. Smooth like butter, that man. I have completely lost faith in either of them quitting anytime soon, although my dad has tried so I'm not as angry at him, I suppose. It's just that my mom doesn't seem to care. At all. And it angers me.

Okay, I just needed to rant and get all of that out. It worked. ^.^

Well, glad that worked out well for you when you ranted.

Try keeping a blog or an online journal. You can also use them for ranting or for sharing whatever annoys you to make you feel better. Works for me! ^_^'