Too problematic

Here I am, once again, posting another might-be lengthy entry in this one heck of a journal. Gah. I have too many problems to deal with that Shush hasn't been on my mind for the past 2 hours (sheesh...). Well, it's on personal matters that I couldn't possibly share with anyone at the moment...it's the family thing. Why am I cursed with this...curse? Eurgh...

Clues: Includes room, calculators, late-night things, big-time spenders, clutter and such. I can't take it anymore.

I just want to die than suffer these things almost every day of my pathetic, insufferable life.