I'm a loser, baby, so why don't you kill me?

I feel blue. I felt blue before downloading more Explosions in the Sky, now I feel even more so.
Bleh.
Went downstairs to the computer, where my dad has been playing his music loud enough to be heard in my room all night. Asked if I could use the computer for half an hour, he said no. I was like 'Oh. Cheers.'
So then I fel annoyed and asked if he could at least turn down his music. He said no. So I shouted something at him about being selfish and he made his usual "I pay the bills" comment. So I shouted how that itself was also selfish, and that money isn't everything.
So then I started playing Pendulum extremely loud, which I don't even want to be listening to. Can't turn it off, though, I'm making a point.
I don't even want to be doing any of this, it's just because I'm in a bad mood. I don't even know why; probably just that time of the month or something.
This blog is entirely pointless. My life in the short-term is entirely pointless. I'm going to have to go to bed soon, lest I be tired for the week ahead. The week of fucking work. I feel like some middle aged man who still lives with his parents.
Naught left to do now but turn off the lights and open my curtains. It's just a shame it's so cloudy.

Oh, and make a cup of tea.