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This time, I was pulling into my neighborhood on my way home from work last night and ended up behind a Chevy Blazer. I followed them on the first right turn and then they went to make a left turn down the same street I was going to turn down. At the time, I was about 1-2 car lengths behind them and we were doing 15-20 mph. The posted limit is 25 mph. When they made the left turn, they cut the turn tight, cutting across the "other side" of the road where an oncoming car could have been, but luckily wasn't. I went wide like I always do to avoid crossing over the imaginary line between sides of the road. At this time they slowed down to a crawl and I had to engage my brakes. They rolled forward for about 20 feet and then stopped. I kept waiting for a turn signal or some indication they were pulling into a driveway or needed me to go around. About 5-7 seconds after stopping and no indication from them, I proceeded to go around them after signaling with my turn signal.

As soon as I get in front of them they turn on their high beams and proceed to follow me to my house, nearly rear-ending me when I stopped at the one stop sign between my home and the entrance to my neighborhood. I proceeded to my house at 20-25 mph the whole way. Normally I back into my driveway, but it was clear they were following me, so I pulled in straight and proceeded to do a five-point turn in the driveway to turn my car around and park it properly. One of the guys had gotten out of the car and during this process and nearly steps in front of my car as I straighten it out. I grab some stuff from the car and proceed to the front door, only to find the guy approaching me and saying "Stop being an as*hole in the neighborhood and talk to me." I said, "Get off my property or I am calling the police." He refused, so I told him to "<bleep> off!" I took my stuff into the house and then went back out to grab the rest of my stuff from my car. The other guy was outside the vehicle now as well, and they again approached me to try and get me to "talk" to them. I told them that if they did not leave my property I was going inside to call the police. They said, "Go ahead! Heck, will call 'em for ya!" Since they did not leave, I went inside and called 911.

When the police arrived, it turned out they called just ahead of me and told the police I was driving recklessly through the neighborhood. As I have posted in here and all of my friends and family know, I am OCD, aka anally retentive, about speed limits in neighborhoods and obeying Stop signs and traffic signals. I was pissed that I was being accused of something I abhor so much. One of the cops was my neighbor, whom I don't know personally, but we know each other from passing by in cars and during walks, and he can't recall ever seeing me drive recklessly through the neighborhood. The police warn me that while they did not see anything and could not charge me, the other guy could go down to the magistrate's office and provide sworn testimony against me to have me charged. I would then have to defend myself before a judge.

I still do not know what I did to set these guys off to follow me and then “threaten” me. Although the cops made it clear they didn’t verbally threaten me, but from my perspective, they came at me in a menacing way and would not leave my property when asked to. This is why I hate the human species so much. What the <bleep> did I do to have <bleep>-sucking rednecks like this harass me? Sometimes I feel like I have to leave my wife and kids just to protect from the people that I seem to attract. I could understand if I told the guy off at the store and he followed me home or something. Still not justified, but I could understand the situation. But I have no clue what these guys' problem was.

The last person who mistook for what I was saying.


"Stop being so d... sensative, that's not what I meant and you know it!"

"Go get a life!"

"Don't be so freakn judgemental, ask before you conduct your opinion on me!"

"That's not what I meant, OK."

PHEW, THAT FEELS BETTER NOW.

I just know I'm going to ranting here for a while to come.

What I'm ranting about this time is something that has bugged me for years, the media.

Whether we admit it or not, we, the people, have been brainwashed by today's media. Rap for instance(if you like rap, you may not wish to read further) is one of the worst kinds. Rap music has brainwashed people into believing that they are not "cool" unless they are embracing poverty, being a criminal, and making criminals out to be the good guys. It also glorifies being a womanizer, abusing women, and treating them mindless sex objects. Many forms of media including rap make men believe that if they are worthless if they are not "large" enough for their partners. The one thing that REALLY irritates me is that the media glorifies stupidity and makes anyone who is the least bit intelligent look like a freak of nature. It just pisses me off that media has this kind of impact on our society, but that's the way it is.

you hit the nail right on the head with the rant about the media and rap music. It's certainly not in your head and it is all a form of brainwashing.

Bill Cosby spoke out against it at a gathering of recording artists and was immediatly bashed and kicked off stage and blasted in the media for it.

Rap is the biggest tool used to keep the black community down.

Yes, I agree. The black community has been through enough without the negative image rap imposes on them.

I feel like the craziest most ret*d person in the house.


And I don't know what's in anything for me anyore. Wherever I go there's never enough.

Today I have no patience whatsoever for the ignorant, the idiots and the plain dumb. I've been having to deal with on an almost daily basis. It tires you. I think about the future a lot, and it's bleak. Nothing cool, nothing nice, nothing worthwhile, nothing good for anybody. There are somethings that just need to happen for anything to happen.

I've had enough. My slightly over active imagination saves me though.

Where would I be without that? Probably wouldn't be anymore.

Where there's smoke there's fire. A bit too much. The place will be up in flames soon.

Nothing is and everything is. And that's bloody nice.

Good thing I don't believe in Hell or Heaven. After death nothing happens. In life not much happens either.

I actually like this feeling.

I have a strong feeling that this def. is about me
http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=Gnast%28y%29

I'd be happier if I knew how to age with grace. Something's definitely missing from my life and I fear it's too late.

That's a definite 'ditto.' ...I think we might be around the same age too, so maybe it's that quarter life crises thing.

I'm way too sensitive for my own good and I don't know how to stop it. I think I need someone to say nice things to me and reassure me. I sound like a whiny little baby but too f*****g bad. I need someone who isn't pious or pompous or full of useless advice to be patient with me and know that I'll nevr hate them or be mad at them or be mean to them, that if I appear angry it isn't at them. I know that my pious pompous mother is going to read this and think Jack and Rich are abusing me but they're the nicest most patient people. Nicer and more patient than she's been with me.

Yeah, though sometimes I feel like it's more of a middle life thing...even though I'm 22.

I have 6 new PMs but I'm not even going to open my inbox because I know some will probably be from my mother and I don't even want to look at the title of any PM from my mother. Too jarring. She's always been a jarring person. I felt I had to tread lightly around her. Part of it was her loud, jarring shrew voice and I had a really loud voice too and she said I was loud and jarring but she was too and I jsut didn't know how to explain/describe it. Even in emails and PMs that comes through; sometimes you don't want to open it because you feel it's the wrong time because you don't feel like it or feel ready for it, and you feel it could induce some sort of neural shock if you open it anyway.

I'm sick of people using me. It's like I have this big sing on my forehead inviting all and sundry to trat me like their own personal slave and banker. I finally had to end a realtionship yesterday after this person manipulated about 120$ off of me (this wasn't the first time) and then after that he f*****g calls me at 3am demanding that I get out of bed and meet him with 80$ right that second. I basically told him to f**k off and hung up on him. and if i hear form him again I'm going ot make it even more clear that I have no f*****g time for him. I'm so sick of people pretending ot be my friend and then basicly treating me like garbage and as just an easy person to manipulate s**t from. I still have no f*****g clue if i will ever get some of my books back from this guy. but this really pisses me of. I'm so tired of repeating the same BS over and over again in my life. It's a good thing I came to the Lord or I would have murdered a few people by now and I'm not joking.

I want to run around, scream when I feel like it, yell when I feel like it, whoop and moan and groan and throw up when I feel like it. I want to rock back and forth when I feel like it and bang my head when I feel like it and smash up the room when I feel like it. That's the only way I can get that much stimulation, and I can't have any less, I NEED that much. But if I did all that I'd be put in a cell and forced to be quiet and I'd be even more understimulated than I am now, not being locked up in an institution but still locked up in society. It's not my fault I can't afford to buy a house out in the country but also have a place to lie in the city and have a car to travel back and forth, so that when I'm lonely and need (not want-- NEED) human stimulation I can get it, but if I need (not want-- NEED) running-around stimulation I can have that when I want.