Love you, Hate you thread

[Minion]

again, another idea I had in another forum.

Essentially, it's an anonymous shout to whomever you want, about whatever you want. If you want to rip someone a new ass and get it off your chest, go for it. Or vice versa.

Just figured i'd spark some life back in here.

[Roger]

Why do people ask you, "Are you alright?" after a majorly depressing event which has left all your year group devastated? As if the answer wasn't obvious enough, no, I am not alright. I am not alright about the fact that my best mate and another close friend were killed in a car accident very recently. I am not alright that some bastard is shouting "Murderer" outside of the drivers house, when it has been ruled by the police as a tragic accident. I am not alright that people who never gave a flying fuck about them and bitched about them behind their back are claiming they were their best mates.

-_-

I am not alright.

[Shned]

I fear for the younger generation, particularly in this region. People I went to school with, and younger, already have children, and some are expecting their second. The population boom isn't encouraged by the weak immigration laws, or weaker use of condoms. And yet, these people have part-time jobs, or sometimes no job at all, and are continually helped by the state, living on benefits while the honest among us scrounge around for a few pence, by working hard. I'm aware this is an international dilemma, and probably sounds equally ignorant, but it just makes me wonder what kind of an example these mothers set for their children. Why don't we all give up our jobs, knock up a young lass, and land a flat with money coming out of our ears. No offence to anyone present. Some people are too loose, in every sense of the word.

Welcome to the modern age, kids. Now, which way to the Welfare Office.

[Minion]

What is it about women?

I'm not saying this like I want to pick brains or anything.

I also say that I am happily taken, but still.

What is up with a good portion of women being these self-centered, vain, money-grubbing whores?

Think about it, throughout high school, if you didn't have a car or anything close of monetary value, you weren't shit to half of these women. Mind you, all of them were very good looking, but unless you had money and flaunted it, you didn't even get the time of day to say hello. Even if you did, they just did that (and i'll say it big) FUCKING GIGGLE that meant "I'm never speaking to you again".

Now, im not hating on all women. No. Most of them are very nice. It just seems to me (as Shned posted above) that it's the younger generations (including my own) that are basically saying "fuck school, fuck an education. Imma get me a sugar daddy and gets me a BABAY.". It just doesnt make sense, even those who dont find the loaded old man with a fortune, they just sit around and bitch how they dont have this and that, yet arent willing to put in time and effort to, you know, GET THE SHIT.

Fucking whores, I swear to christ.

[Mikayla]

More like a "bitch 'em out" thread.

I can't stress enough to the extent of which I agree with you guys on, but I go to High school still. My last year, and I think I have more of a fucking problem with these teachers than students. I mean, seriously, they started enforcing the truancy laws, which was very laid back in my school. Now that we've got these jackasses back in school I've got to worry about getting my hair cut in the halls or being tasered by some fucking little freshman. These teachers can't teach with these kids who don't want to be here, and even when they can, they are downright horrible to some of these students who haven't been yelled at in their life.

You know, it's really pathetic too. Fine, be a bum, whatever. It just makes it harder in school because of these fucking morons that now have to be in school. The teachers are more hateful, the hall-nazis are driving me insane, and I just want to hurry the fuck up and graduate.


Which brings me to my other point; these fucking people in my community. I WORK in an office for two days during the week. Two. You know what I get? Fucking cowards. They have the gall to call me up, bitch about how I should be out in my community blocking bullets for them, and then hang up before I can say anything. Seriously people, if you want to bitch, fine, but don't be a fucking moron about it. You're not badass, you're not some 'hero' of your community, you live in a fucking trailer park next to the meth lab your neighbor made. Don't like it? Then move. I'm just a secretary, not a meatsheild.

Urgh, it doesn't get any better than this.

And this post will probably look a lot more stupid to me tomorrow, but that was well needed steam off my chest.

[Tallulah]

What is wrong with people these days?

I was walking home with Paul this evening and I saw a cat lying in a doorway. At first I thought it was asleep, but then I noticed a fly was hovering over it. Then I noticed its head was at an odd angle and its eyes were staring vacantly into space. Then I noticed there was a brick lying by its little body. I think some stupid little thug must have thrown it at the cat.

To make matters worse, a little further down the road I had noticed a lost cat poster on a green electric box. Paul and I went to find it, and my heart sank as I read the description; a tabby cat with a bushy tail and bushy paws. What made it even worse was that the poster had been made by a very young child. It was Paul's unfortunate duty to call the number and let the people know what had happened (I couldn't do it, I was in floods of tears). It turned out that earlier that day the little girl, who was inconsolable, had been with her mother and discovered the body anyway. Paul told me that the lady asked if the cat looked like it had suffered, and Paul told her that we had found a piece of brick by the poor thing.

The most terrible thing was the poster said that the cat was only seven months old. It was barely out of kittenhood! I was in tears all the way home over that fact especially. How could someone do that to a poor defenceless little cat? This is yet another blow to my faith in humanity. If I ever found out who did this, I would throw a brick at their head and see how they like it!

Right now, I am absolutely sickened.

[Andy]

o_O Bloody hell.

Yesterday some chavvy kids tried to burn my hair while I was sat on the bus. I heard the lighter clicking and then smelled that horrible burned hair smell. Almost spun right around and twatted the little cunt. Obviously though, being a kid, such an option was unavailable to me... so my girlfriend and I moved. Then they tried to trip me as I left. If it was up to me, I wouldn't have moved but Hayley was panicking. So.. I'm about three times the size of them and running away :P

Thankfully my hair is ok and I didn't lose the lot in a cartoonish fashion.

Still... I hate the youth of this country.

[Aether]

So it's Sunday. Yes Sunday morning. The sun is shining, the birds are singing, you can hear the church bells ringing in everyone for mass.

What am I doing? Fixing a server. A fucking server.

All because some ignorant fucker doesn't have the balls to fess up that they did the wrong thing and pulled out the wrong hard drive. If they'd told someone, then the past three 16 hour days I've worked on this fucking travesty could have been averted. But no, they had to leave it and not tell anyone for fear they'd get "in trouble". It's stupid people like this who deserve to be fired. And if I get my way, they will be. It's going to cost the business a couple of grand for the fix and as they're accountants, I'm sure they will do the math.

Hope came in the guise of a full backup set from a week ago I found. At least I've got that data restored and now I can restore their incremental data - another long fucking pain in the ass job.

This is a warning to all the idiots who think that they know something about computers - if you think you know, you don't. If you don't know, don't fucking touch it. If you do and it doesn't work, you'll have me breaking down your fucking door.

I am never going to do this again. EVER.

[Kat]

I hate my mom.

You guys think you have mommy/daddy issues; spend a lifetime with her. Stupid bitch. She's the main reason I turned out like this. She's the reason why I feel guilty for everything, why I'm so apologetic all the time, why I'm never completely happy with myself or anything I do--why I'm so insecure. When people tell me I'm smart, beautiful, or that I did a great job on something, I hate it. I get embarrassed, I doubt myself, and hell sometimes I even doubt their sincerity or judgment. It's terrible. I've just never been comfortable myself and frankly I don't know if I ever will be. I only hope I don't pass that on to my future kids.

I've been so at peace lately and I realize it's because she's moved out and she's been sleeping over at her husband's place so she's never here to nag me anymore. Oh, but now she comes over and not even within 5 minutes of arriving she's already driving me fucking crazy.

Before it was always "god, this place is so messy!"--to which I purposely didn't do anything because it's her fucking house anyway; I'd clean up my messes and my messes only and blame the rest on her poor organizing and house-keeping skills, which I now know was truly the case because since she's been gone and I was left to take care of the place everything is neat and orderly; my little sister and I work together. Things should be good now, right? No.

"Where's this and that? God I don't know where anything is! Curse this house" etc

Really? Have you been home lately? Have you been the one to clean the place and put things away? Have you seen me do it? Hell, have you even tried asking me nicely? The new mother of this place? No.

Maybe next time it'll be easier on us both if you just stfu and calmly ask because the scissors were just in a drawer right behind you but by then I couldn't be bothered to tell.

Bitch.

[Kitanali]

The one thing that could fix a lot of problems, is the one thing that people refuse to do. Learn. Understand. Be patient. USE THEIR BRAINS.

Even among engineers - some of the smartest people I have ever had the pleasure of being around - this is evident. Book sense, that's common around here. Common sense? A lot of times, it should be called rare, not common. Nonexistant elsewhere in society, and it disturbs and saddens me to have to say that.

There have been times I've watched or heard of a lack of common sense or a little patience causing a lot of problems. Case-in-point: One of my coworkers got chewed out for about fifteen minutes straight either at the end of May or beginning of August, or somewhere in between.

The poster printer at work is nit-picky at best, and let me say this now:

IT IS NOT OUR FAULT IF YOU STAYED UP UNTIL FOUR TRYING TO FINISH A POSTER, JUST TO BE MET WITH FRUSTRATION BECAUSE OUR POSTER PRINTER HAS INSTRUCTIONS THAT NEED TO BE READ BEFORE USAGE.

That said, the person in question had loud children, which was disturbing the rest of the people in the computer lab, and was soon after told to either quiet the children or vacate the premesis by our normally calm supervisor (who was visibly annoyed).

Next morning the person returns. My coworker tries to help out according to our standard procedure: give the customer the poster printing instructions, and say that he is available to help if needed. The instructions are pretty straightforward, if a person would actually read and follow along with them. However, the person sat down, and either couldn't be bothered to read the instructions, or had found it simply unacceptable that my coworker didn't sit right there ready to answer any possible question that could come up. (Not that he wasn't less than ten feet away and not that he wasn't willing to help if needed... the guy is one of the most helpful guys I know...)

Our morning supervisor had to go switch out the backup tapes on the servers, and various other things, and while he was gone, this customer was screaming at my coworker about how unacceptable his service was, and how his boss would hear about it, and everything under the sun. Our morning supervisor came back at the tail end of this...

I just don't understand, I suppose. I try to have leagues of patience with people, even if they grate on my nerves. In fact, I rarely say anything if they do actually annoy me, unless it's to the point that I get visibly angry and have to walk away in order to avoid decking said person in the face.

...I'm glad that certain customer didn't blow up at me. At 7 AM, that would have been my "calm" breaking point, unless I was too tired to care. I would have had to have given the rest of my shift to someone else for the rest of the day.

But... common sense would have dictated to me to read the damn piece of paper. And to be patient. And to realize that I was tired as all get-out, and perhaps apologize for that fact to the person trying to help me. NOT take my anger out on them.

Also, working in a similar field to Aether, I agree - if you don't know what a computer does, or if you only think you know, don't touch it until you know better if it isn't your machine to mess up... and for the love of sanity if it IS your machine, keep it up to date and if it's windows-based, KEEP A FREAKING ANTI-VIRUS ON IT. IT WILL SAVE YOU HOURS TO DAYS OF CLEAN-UP TIME AND FRUSTRATION.

End of my rant for now.

[Tallulah]

I hate my mom.

You guys think you have mommy/daddy issues; spend a lifetime with her. Stupid bitch. She's the main reason I turned out like this. She's the reason why I feel guilty for everything, why I'm so apologetic all the time, why I'm never completely happy with myself or anything I do--why I'm so insecure. When people tell me I'm smart, beautiful, or that I did a great job on something, I hate it. I get embarrassed, I doubt myself, and hell sometimes I even doubt their sincerity or judgment. It's terrible. I've just never been comfortable myself and frankly I don't know if I ever will be. I only hope I don't pass that on to my future kids.

I've been so at peace lately and I realize it's because she's moved out and she's been sleeping over at her husband's place so she's never here to nag me anymore. Oh, but now she comes over and not even within 5 minutes of arriving she's already driving me fucking crazy.

Before it was always "god, this place is so messy!"--to which I purposely didn't do anything because it's her fucking house anyway; I'd clean up my messes and my messes only and blame the rest on her poor organizing and house-keeping skills, which I now know was truly the case because since she's been gone and I was left to take care of the place everything is neat and orderly; my little sister and I work together. Things should be good now, right? No.

"Where's this and that? God I don't know where anything is! Curse this house" etc

Really? Have you been home lately? Have you been the one to clean the place and put things away? Have you seen me do it? Hell, have you even tried asking me nicely? The new mother of this place? No.

Maybe next time it'll be easier on us both if you just stfu and calmly ask because the scissors were just in a drawer right behind you but by then I couldn't be bothered to tell.

Bitch.

I know exactly where you're coming from. Paul's mother (or The Old Dragon as Paul and his sister Joanne call her, and quite rightly so!) is exactly like that, and makes him feel like a kid. At some times, he is a nervous wreck because of her.

For instance, Paul and I are thinking of moving in together, and it seems like Paul's mum is doing everything in her power to put Paul off the idea, because she still wants the £130 monthly housekeeping, as if she hasn't got enough money already. When we met up with her yesterday at the Citizen's Advice Bureau to get advice about what benefits we are both entitled to (which was a waste of time because there were no appointments), she started a pathetic argument with Paul about whether a passing car should have indicated. That wasn't the issue at hand, and I wanted to tell her so, but I kept my mouth shut because she would have started on me, and I didn't want to start an argument.

She treats Paul like he is nine, not 29, and pretty much like your mum there, Kat, convinces him that he's useless at everything. For instance he told Paul he needs to have his own bloody money (her words, not mine) so he is not "sponging off" me (again, not my words). In fact, she's even told him on several occasions that he's "bloody useless", (<== again, her words!) which doesn't do much for his self-esteem.

She's even driven me to the brink of tears several times, and I've only known her a few weeks.

[Minion]

The front of our store is not, and I repeat NOT a fucking hangout just because it's a little fucking windy inside.

If I see any of you little bastards coming around to my electronics section again, and try to take shit from my area, I swear to christ.

Im gonna have to smack a bitch. Jesus.

AND THE FUCKING DISPLAY FOUNTAIN IS FOR DISPLAY, NOT FUCKING PENNIES.

Ugh.

[Minion]

Son of a bitch.

According to preliminary reports, im going to be an uncle.

'Uncle Minion' is something I am not wanting to hear.

Son of a bitch.

[Vivi]

You've proper fucked my head up.
I spent the last few days/nights drunk/stoned and I'm struggling with my everyday life.
I've slept about 5 hours since Wednesday, and have barely ate since Thursday morning. I just feel hollow. I nearly passed out in work.

I'm lucky I have my friends there when I'm down, and I'm lucky to work with the people I do, I've made a lot of friends and I got lots of hugs and stuff and that helped, but ultimately I don't know how I'll fill the void you've left.

I think one of the most fucking irritating things is you left me for a guy that'll fuck you over and you know it.

Nice guys finish last.

[Aether]

Fuck you IBM Reseller, I hope you fucking die. Seriously. If someone ran you over and then sodomised your corpse I would be happy.

Send us the wrong fucking hard drives because you don't have the right ones in stock and force us to void warranty unwillingly? You fucking arsehole. If I ever see you fall over on the road in front of me I shall speed over you.

All of my night spent being fucked over by IBM just because you can't be fucking arsed.

[Kat]

There's nothing more I can't tolerate than intolerance and it's making me want to just grab an AK and shoot every motherfucker who doesn't get it. Hell I'd nuke entire regions if I could just to rid the world of these morons but that wouldn't make me any better. When will the cycle end? When?

Obama has won; it's a time of great change and while I was ecstatic at first I know that from this point onward people will do everything in their power to bring him down. It makes me wonder why hate organizations or supremacists are still allowed to exist. We shouldn't have to be deprived of certain liberties like Freedom of Speech just to protect us from ourselves, but times like this make me wonder. Some of us just aren't smart enough to handle that right.

I fucking hate religion, it can make people do awful things and give them the mental free pass to get away with it. This is why I've given up being Catholic. I see morons who accuse Obama of being a Muslim when he's not, and even if he were who gives a shit? One of my best friends is Muslim, and I've passed by a few mosques here in LA and they're one of the most peaceful people I know. Seriously wtf they actually PRAY. They're DEVOTED, unlike fucking Christians like my mother who does awful, awful things to people and go to church and leave feeling spiritually cleansed and does it all over again.

And don't even get me started on race 'cause that shit is downright retarded and I'm starting to wonder if we'll ever live in a world where everyone can seriously just hold hands and be one. We'll never break the cycle when racist parents keep passing on their hate to their children and their children. What could be more pathetic than the psychological illusion you're superior to another based on skin? It's the most cowardly defense in existence.

It's all such bullshit. When will we ever see get past our differences and see people for who they really are? I weep for humanity

[Sioux]

When will the cycle end? When?...When will we ever see get past our differences and see people for who they really are?

In a word, Never. As bleak as it is, its the truth due to how things are set up socially, economically and culturally all over the planet. It got me down a couple months too after doing a couple nights of research but, like most things I just let it go. I can stand living and working in a world divided for some reason.

Now on a brighter note, I love matte painting again. :)

[Mikayla]

*Bump*

Okay, seriously, I've been needing to get this off my chest.

I've been living with the most fucking STUPID piece of shit I've EVER met. I mean, this woman is SO fucking stupid, I think compared to a raisin, it actually scored a positive score on an IQ test. Her, She scored so low that she hit the negatives. She owes IQ to society.


My Housemate has cheated us all out of money, She's stolen from us, treated us like absolute shit, talks behind our backs, is a fucking hypocrite, and an e-whore.

I mean, I can't even emphasize how STUPID this woman even is! She's tried to dehydrate MILK in the MICROWAVE! She kept adding more because it kept evaporating.

Then she tried to vacuum up hot coals from the fire.
Blew up our pillows in the wash machine.
Put regular dish soap in the dish-washer
Blew up the dish-washer
Went through about 5 phones in one year because of dropping it in everything.

Her 'Ex-boyfriend', of whom she loves to fuck right next to my room, walked in on my mom naked once, and then she had the gall to bring him back in. He's always drunk as fuck.

and the best one of all, almost blew our house up. She set a thin cloth on fire with her cigarette (Yeah, she smokes and has asthma) and almost tried to put it out by dropping it into a tub of ACETONE.

I mean, the woman is fucking RETARDED. She calls me on my PHONE when she's in the next ROOM to me. For what? To take the dog out to take a shit. What a lazy mother fucker.

I can just keep going on and on about how dumb she is and how much she pisses me off. I can just keep going with the stories. She's so sick looking and acts like she's just this beautiful hot thing, when she's one of those people that you realize going online is the ONLY way she can get guys.

Or girls.

I mean, one time, she asked me why she got so many PMs from women. Finally we realized she had a setting on Homosexual. Said it sounded more 'straight' than Heterosexual.

*Rips hair out* So while she's out there, with my sister, probably fucking some guy in the next room, I'm going to sit here, thinking of ways to fuck around with her. Spit in her food. Let the dog shit in her room, replace her shampoo with honey, and put wasabi in just about everything she eats.

Fucking whore-faced bitch.

[Minion]

Ok. Listen to me. You little pieces of shit have only been at the job for 6 months. tops. All of you new photo and floor people havent seen SHIT yet. You havent seen people steal shit they dont even want. People running out of the door with baskets full of baby formula and whitening strips.

Why? they dont give a shit.

You think your SUBURBS were mean and shit? Welcome to my area. I literally say "Welcome to Brookside" every day. Shit dont faze us people who've lived here for years. We've seen shit that you'd drop your jaw at, and you have the GALL to bitch because a customer was snippy at you?

Grow some fucking balls.

And dont bitch to a manager when you think im not doing anything. I RUN that fucking department. I get paid to keep that shit in order. You bastards who I supervise, you dont do SHIT but complain about customers and call me ON MY DAYS OFF because the machine beeped at you. I trained you fuckers how to do your job. Do it.

If I hear one more time about a manager coming to me with 'concerns that you're not doing any work'. I will ruin you fuckers.

[seph]

I really hate all you. Why would you try and talk to me about something you have no experience in? Why do you think you have the right to throw facts at me about the damn place IVE spent the last 7 months in and are serious about it? You dont know crap about whats going on... you dont know how right the man was about this place. All you know is your dumb ignorant opinion and what the media feeds you about it. Try walking in my shoes then tell me whats actualy going on there. How about that? Go dig yourself a grave to go with that ignorant mind of yours, just make sure its big enough for your head.

(Rant inspired while playing texas holdem on facebook)

[Tallulah]

I fucking hate Waterstones.com. :angry:

I ordered a book for my dad's birthday well in advance, expecting to receive the book about 3-5 days after its release date on the 9th of February. Come the 16th, I still had heard nothing, I received an apology saying the order had been delayed, so I assumed the release date had been put back. The next week it was still pending, and the site said it was on special order from the suppliers, so I decided to check when the book was being released instore. The guy on the desk said it had already come out, and I explained I had ordered my copy weeks ago. He said they had about 17 copies in stock! The cheek of their website to say it was still on 'special order with our suppliers'! I managed to buy the book direct from the store for £10 (I would have paid £15 had I waited for the order, which I was surprised at, as I expected better offers online) and I cancelled the order. Now I look at the web page; the book now costs £11.99 (still more expensive, but still...), and there are now 10 books in stock... WELL WHY THE FUCK HAVE YOU NOT SENT THE FUCKING BOOK BY NOW, YOU USELESS ARSEHOLES????!!!!!

Fortunately, my dad's birthday is in March, and I have got it in good time, no thanks to fucking Waterstones.com. I tell ya, buy direct from the store. DO NOT waste your time with this waste of space website!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :yuck:

[Minion]

I don't understand some of you people (not you guys, but people I deal with). We provide you with quality service, good pharmacy services and answer your most FUCKING RETARDED-ASS questions about shit that requires A LITTLE FUCKING COMMON SENSE.

We deal with your kids coming in and tearing the fucking toys apart. We deal with you smelling like 10 pounds of shit in a trashbag. We smile and nod and tell you to have a nice day, start meaningless conversations to make you feel better. We attempt to give a shit about you.

And yet you still bitch and moan when something goes wrong. You still whine and cry about how if WE are SHORTHANDED BECAUSE SOMEONE HAD A DEATH IN THE FAMILY, your prescriptions for your fucking pain pills (which you're going to sell to the highest bidding druggie ANYWAY) are 15 minnutes late. You bitch and moan because *I*, A PHOTO TECHNICIAN, am working behind the pharmacy counter to help out and don't understand why your bullshit insurance won't cover your prescriptions.

You whine and cry and complain when the warehouse that ships our items (WHICH WE HAVE NO FUCKING CONTROL OVER, WE JUST ORDER THE ITEMS, THEY SEND US WHATEVER THEY WANT. Blame the "we hire retards" ideal that they have over there) doesn't ship an item that happens to be on sale. We write you fucking rain checks, we could be like the dipshits next door who will tell you to come back later with no explanation.

You throw a fucking FIT when your coupon for an item that takes off 10 CENTS is EXPIRED by 6 MONTHS and want a reason as to why it wont work.

You people steal shit right in front of our faces, you try and pull shit on us when you think we're stupid, you say 'I'M GOING TO FILE A COMPLAINT AT THE DISTRICT OFFICE'. Go for it, shit-for-brains. They don't care.

And yet you still want us to treat you like fucking kings and shit when you walk through those doors.

If it werent for the fact that I was getting paid nearly ten dollars, i'd punch one of you right in the face.

-----

On the other side, though..

It's wierd to feel validation at any time in your life. Something or someone that comes around that let's you know that 'We notice you and appreciate what you do'.

I had one of those moments today.

A bit of backstory, though. My girlfriend recently applied for a job in PA, which is a fair bit away (about 2 hours) from where I am. Seeing that if she were accepted (she's been getting her references called and information given to her), she would be moving, and I would have to either transfer to a new store or leave the company altogether because I would be going with her.

Now, in my community, I am "The Photo Guy". Like, THE "photo guy". I walk down the street and people know who I am because of what I do in my department.

I let my manager know what was going on and word got around the store pretty fast. I assumed that the only people who would know would be management and employees.

I had one of my regulars come in and do her usual amount of pictures, and she mentioned that she overheard some of my techs say I was leaving.

"So, I hear you might be leaving?"
"Possibly. It depends on if she's hired, if they'll pay better, benefits, moving arrangements, etc."
"Oh, that's such a shame. I heard your techs talking about how bad it would be if you left. I know I only come in when you come in, because you're really the only one who knows what you're doing and has patience."
"Oh, uh, thanks."

It hit me all at once right then why I have the same people come in. Why I get so many customers asking for 'the head tech'. Why so many rolls come pouring in only after I start my shifts, while the other techs have little to no business.

It also reminded me why I took this position in the first place.

I took the position because I needed something to focus on. Before I became head tech, I was just the other guy in there. One of the grunts, as it were. I had nothing to focus my energies on, nothing that could make me feel like I acheived something.

I have a great base of customers. I have elderly people, mostly old chatty women (one of them used to babysit me when I was a kid), the people who've never operated a digital camera in their lives, the people with old photos, scrapbookers, people who have absolutely no clue what to do about their disposable cameras or 35mm cameras being empty, I have a woman who comes in who was featured in the local art show for the quality of her photos.

I tell my techs 'Dont fuck around with this stuff. This is people's property. In these disposable, plastic cases are memories people want to keep. They wouldn't come to us if they didn't want their shit done right. If they wanted their shit done at shit quality with shit service, they'd go to Rite-Aid or Wal-Mart or somewhere else'.

It's just....I love my job, but at the same time, it pisses me off to no end.

Then again, im sure everyone deals with that sort of thing.

[Shned]

I know this is the last thing to get pissed off about, given more important issues in the world, but Christ, it’s just really frustrated me.

Logged on to my WoW account this afternoon, to find that it’d been hacked sometime in the last twenty-four hours. My main character had no gold, and almost all items in his bags were gone. I went to the Bank to see if they were in there, but no. And some of that shit was rare, hand-made, or expensive as hell (such as the “Gigantique” Bag which cost 1000G). Logged on to my secondary character, to find him totally stripped bare. All bags, all gear, weapons, everything. Gone. And finally, log on to my tertiary character, and he’s lost a few things, but has a few hundred gold, plus several things on auction. MY things. Cancel the auctions, return whatever I could back to its place, and log back out. Then I notice there’s a fucking new character created with a jumble of letters for a name.

My suspicion is the account’s been used for fucking Gold Farming. I don’t know how someone got hold of login details, but it makes me sick. Sent an enquiry to a GM, but I’ve logged out now. This whole ordeal’s really just fucking soured any pleasure I once had playing.

If it’s any consolation, the secondary and tertiary characters haven’t been played in about five months, and I haven’t lost a huge amount on my main. I lost a Trinket that I can remake, and a Ring that’ll be tough to place, plus my Soul Box (32-slot Soul Shard bag), and the Gigantique Bag, and most items I had in the bags, which was all just Fish and Meat, or Food/Drink.

I’d like to think it could be worse, and same as everything, I’ll forget about it in a few hours, but it doesn’t stop me being angered now.

[Sioux]

My cat Oliver is fatally sick. He has cancerous polyps in his nose and an infected eye and watching him suffer through this makes me want to cry.

He doesn't deserve this. He is the best cat I've ever had. He is so loving, so cute and so innocent and he is dying. He doesn't care either, he still plays with me and lays with me and meows at dinner time. Its so unfair.

Though, I know what must be done as my Mom and I have discussed this and the plans are already in motion for a noon appointment tomorrow.

It hurts so much right now and I keep trying to mask the pain with my usual routine but, its not working anymore. I have to take my cat in tomorrow so a stranger can put him to sleep. That is what I hate so, so much.

I love you, Oliver.

Edit:

Thanks be to Kat for the shoulder to lean on.

[Kitanali]

It really makes me crazy when I'm trying to drive to work, and I get these impatient numbskulls following me. I'm doing five miles per hour over the speed limit, and they're STILL riding my ass WAY too close (I can't see the bottoms of their tires in the rear view mirror, and sometimes can't see their headlights, close). Don't they have a thought to what will happen if I have to slam on my brakes and they find their engine block (or in the case of the old-school VW bugs, whatever's in their trunk) sitting in their lap, as well as the back end of my car? Or the fact that the Colorado State Patrol looooooves to just hang out along that stretch with their radar guns at the ready, so you shouldn't try to go over 5 MPH above the speed limit, or you will get slammed with a $150.00+ speeding ticket...

Some of them even decide that I'm SUCH an inconvenience, they can't wait for me to notice them, find a safe opening in the next lane, and move over. Oh, no, they have to make a big motion of pulling out around me, turning their head to look at me in disgust (sometimes yell at me or flip me off), and then cutting back in front of me WITHOUT A FREAKING INDICATOR. Like they're a much better driver with an absolutely spotless record.

I think the only person who can claim to have a spotless record is my mother. 30-35 years of driving, and she doesn't have a single smudge on her record. Not even a parking ticket.

But in any case. To all of you impatient assholes who I daresay give the stereotypical "California Driver" a GOOD reputation...

1. Get OFF MY ASS!
2. WATCH THE FREAKING ROAD IN FRONT OF YOU, MORON.
3. Learn that the posted limit means 5 over, TOPS. NOT 15-20 over because there are no cops in plain sight. DOING THAT SHIT WILL GET YOU KILLED OR PUT IN JAIL FOR KILLING OTHERS.
4. Another good one that I've noticed: Snow is SLIPPERY. Rain isn't much better when it's first coming down. WHITE STUFF FALLING OUT OF THE SKY DOES NOT MEAN DRIVE FASTER. White stuff on the ground SHOULD say BE CAREFUL AND WATCH FOR THE IDIOTS AROUND YOU.

There was one time out here, I was stuck on the highway in a relatively bad snow storm behind this semi that wasn't paying attention to the people around him. I wasn't about to pass him, because he seemed to like cutting between two lanes with no warning. What do the idiots behind me do?
Three. Count them, three. Of these idiots decide that it's a good idea to whip around me because obviously I don't know what I'm doing and I should keep moving because it's a highway in the winter time.
All of them started to slide sideways going around 20 MPH, almost slammed into me and into the guard rail to my left.

I'm thinking to myself:

YOU DUMBASSES! THERE'S A REASON I'M NOT MOVING AROUND THE GUY IN FRONT OF ME!

So...

To all you idiots who seem to have gotten your driver's licenses out of some kind of cerial or snack box...

LEARN. HOW. TO. DRIVE.

[Mikayla]

I swear to mother-FUCKING hell, if that fucking bird wakes me up ONE more FUCKING time I'm going to make it into FUCKING DINNER.

EVERY fucking DAY.

KWAKWAKWAKWAKWKAWAKWAKWKWAKWAKWEKAdfbjhdfg

D< SHUT UP. Just because other fucking birds have to be up at ungodly hours of the morning doesn't mean you can wake me up 5 minutes after I go to fucking bed. This is the FIFTH fucking time!


Fucking Turkey Dinner.

[Kat]

sigh fuck you angel you're the worst custodian on the planet. you must really suck to even fail at cleaning haha. not to be a bitch that's not the sole reason why I'm pissed. in fact, I just shook my head in silence for about a month into his shitty performance when one day he steps out of line. what pisses me off is a) you have not even been working here long b) you hardly work at ALL, and when you do you fucking SUCK at it but c) you seem to think being a watchdog is part of your resume when in fact, it is not. yeah, great, report my cat, it seems the only way you can make up for being shitty is by being a little rat bitch. fair enough, pets are not allowed in the building. i concede. but hell, even when the manager herself is okay with this it seems you really pushed for some real action to be taken, right? 'cause you're an authority figure, right? Yeah, thanks for letters, the eviction threats, because my cat's existence is clearly a hindrance to you. I can imagine how seeing a cat perched on someone's window behind closed doors and windows would cause real harm to others. I am so sorry

prick

I'm getting him fired if it's the last thing I do and I don't give a SHIT about the god damned recession; I don't feel bad if whatever complaints i make kicks his sorry ass to the curb unarmed because if there's anything that pisses me off more than someone who doesn't do their fucking job anyway, it's someone who seems to think he's the shit when they're fucking not; when they have absolutely NOT right to. you have absolutely no right, no authority. conspiracy? maybe. I admit it became personal when he reported my cat but even if she never comes home again I won't rest until he's gone.

[Minion]

Woman, you could do some goddamn moving too, you know.

Shit, my back hurts.

[Kat]

Oh I am. The bad/good news is he actually did get fired but it wasn't my doing, damn.

HEY, my back hurts too! :D

[Minion]

Hah.

I was actually talking about my girlfriend, but that works, too. =P

[Kat]

I hate you min |:

[pretty women]

A short.. thing .. I wrote in Ueda's POV. so obviously I wrote it as a RyoDa pairing thing. (with sousuke from LF in mind , ugh)

Sometimes I hate you.
Sometimes I love you.

I hate you for hurting me constantly.
I love you for always taking care of me.

I hate you for making me fall in love with you.
I love you because I realize you are the only person in my life.

I hate you because I love you.
I love you because I hate you.

[Minion]

Flashing your headlights at 4PM BEHIND ME ON THE FREEWAY will NOT make me go faster.

All it does is let me know that you're saying 'I'M AN ASSHOLE AND WOULD LIKE YOU TO SPEED UP TO 90 BECAUSE IM TOO GODDAMN FAT AND LAZY TO MOVE MY HAMHOCK OF A FUCKING LEG TO THE BRAKE OR AT LEAST LET MY FUCKING ROCK OF A FOOT OFF THE GAS'.

Asshole. You'll be paying my fucking insurance.

It's called the Speed Limit. Join the fucking Law.

[Kat]

God i'm going fucking crazy right now. This isn't really a shout out to anyone per se, except the universe I guess.. cause it seems to fuck me over no matter where I turn, so please let me bitch.

I'm starting to second-guess if my devotion to my cat really is worth it anymore. I feel like all this fighting is just creating stress for both of us, and it's especially unfair to her. God I am so tired, do i just let her go after all this? She was barred from our apartment, but I love her and swore I would do everything in my power to keep her, and keep her safe, happy and healthy while I'm at it.. but here I am. shit broke, apparently stuck in a contract I didn't even sign, with a roommate who doesn't like her, and best of all in an apartment that doesn't allow pets EITHER. fuck you sergio, you're a nice guy but you're a lousy agent. you fucked up big time. I asked you ten thousand times. So I've decided to bring her back to my apartment where the sisters live, despite the huge risk of getting evicted.. only to discover she has ringworm. Humans can get it, it's highly contagious and this place is carpeted everywhere. I'm backed into a corner.

God help me

[Mikayla]

:( Really Sorry, Kat. My best goes to you.

-

I feel absolutely horrible here at 5:50am, which may be why I feel so horrible - because I'm tired.

Fell asleep on a conversation around 11:30ish with my boyfriend over MSN, only to have my laptop die because I can't seem to keep a fucking power cord in, even when it's just inches away from the laptop itself. My archives didn't even save so I don't know how long he prodded at my IM box before he even called it a night. ;_; I wanted to say goodnight.

J: And I kept getting upset because we were having some rough patches, one of which was that we just weren't talking much anymore, and then I had to be the dumbass and fall asleep on him for who knows how long. Urgh!

I probably sound like an absolute idiot, but at nearly 6am I really don't give a fuck. I'm tired, stupid, annoyed, upset, & I want to talk to my boyfriend.

But, back to bed I go, only to wake up 2 hours later so I can go to my job, come home & sleep another hour, and go to work yet again.

Only to go back to other lovely problems that make me tick. Like the lovely bastard that my mom is dating who, for some unknown reason, is mad at me.

Or my mom, who, no matter what I do, finds something to be disappointed in me about. I don't do one thing & then I'm the selfish BRAT who thinks only of myself, meanwhile the youngest talks your ear off & begs you for money, EXTRA clothes, things she doesn't need, & for food that we HAD in the kitchen before the glutton ate it all and bitched and moaned about it.
So meanwhile, after I tried these past 8 years to help you, mom, with financial issues, cutting down any cost on myself that may burden you, help you through a nasty break up, fix your computer 345345 times, lend you a lot money and try to be empathetic to you and your situations, I am the selfish one. I'm SO sorry I didn't call whats-his-face to get my insurance cards because mine were STOLEN out of my car from the night before. I'm TIRED because we chose NOW, after 2 years of talking about it, to fix the problems in my room, which ends me out on this couch with a broken spring. I'm tired. I'm sorry I'm grumpy, but you're not being very helpful yourself. Had you of done this after you did the youngest's room, RIGHT after we talked about doing it, it wouldn't even be an issue. But no, we have to do it now. And yet she STILL got put before me, re-doing ANOTHER room for her.

There is no empathy at 6 in the morning. There is none.

I'm so fucking tired. ;_;

[Hoshi]

I hate you, Cyberduck. You have no purpose being in my dock next to my Firefox. *angry face*

[Minion]

oh, im sorry.

I forgot the speed limit in this god-forsaken state was 90 mph, and that you hitting my back bumper on the freeway was your way of welcoming me to the area.

You owe me a new fucking bumper. oh, dont worry, bro. I got your fucking license plate number.

[Tallulah]

oh, im sorry.

I forgot the speed limit in this god-forsaken state was 90 mph, and that you hitting my back bumper on the freeway was your way of welcoming me to the area.

You owe me a new fucking bumper. oh, dont worry, bro. I got your fucking license plate number.

What an arsehole. :angry: A colleague of miune does thios sort of speed on a dual carriageway, which is a limit 70 in the UK. I was in the car with him one time when he did this speed and I feared for my life

Had kids playing catch in front of me during my driving lesson yesterday, stupid shits... :yuck:

Also, Windows Media Player doesn't know what Now! volume I am listening to! It is three behind! Stupid knob!

[Kat]

oh my god shuuuuuuuuuuut the fuck up <_> talk talk talk talk TALK. Besides Alex, who dislikes incessant talking as much as I do, I will never have another roommate ever AGAIN, jesus christ stfu. Comments at everything, idle banter, turning in my direction for a reaction at everything you do, leave me alone oh my god sometimes I just want to sit here and mind my own business get the fucking hint.

[Tallulah]

You have harrassed me for the last time, you nasty piece of shit.

I've had it up to here with your stupid so-called chat-up lines and your disgusting sexual innuendos. I have had it! If you come into this restaurant again, I will not come anywhere near you, you make me sick, and I am NOT INTERESTED in you! Why would I be?! You look about twelve anyway; I don't go for jailbait.

I stuck my middle finger up at you because I hate you! I don't care what my managers say; I am looking to get you and your silly little friends banned! Why don't you just leave us alone?! I'VE HAD ENOUGH! :angry:

[Kitanali]

So... chalk one up to me and my strange incidents.

Of all the vehicles I could have gotten into an accident to with my car...

... A freaking fire truck. Thursday morning, 6:45 A.M...

I'm sitting in bumper to bumper traffic in the far left lane of Westbound I-76. There's an accident ahead of us -- hence the bumper to bumper traffic. I see the fire truck coming from Eastbound I-76.

He turns around and starts going Westbound at the 88th Avenue exit, the one about five-hundred feet behind where I am, if that.

He cuts across the three lanes of traffic to try and get into the emergency lane, to go on to the first accident. Lights on, sirens blaring...

I can't go anywhere. So, I sit there, as far forward as I can be... thinking he has enough room.

I thought wrong.

He clips the left rear corner of my car with his fire truck. Mind you, I own a little Kia Spectra. Kias do not win in fights with fire trucks. Especially not if it's named a "Spartan Elite Gladiator Classic."

Ironically, just the morning before, I stopped at I-70 Westbound and the Kipling exit lane to make sure that the people in a fresh accident were okay, and called the State Patrol dispatch to get someone out there and help them. They thanked me for stopping, even.

Nobody stopped to be a witness.

Nobody stopped to see if I was okay, except the guys in the fire truck and the required personnel for a highway accident.

If anything, I think people were cursing me because I caused a backup on the highway, and stopped the fire truck from getting to the accident farther down the road.


Now, from what I understand, if you get rear ended in the state of Colorado and it's within reason that you weren't being a dumbass (leaving your car parked in the middle of the road or ignoring the fact that there's an emergency vehicle coming up on you, kind of being a dumbass), it's the other driver's fault.

The State Patrol officer tried to say it was "a little of both of our faults" because I'm "supposed to move when an emergency vehicle is coming up on me" and he "didn't give himself enough room to safely get through [to the emergency lane]."

...S'cuse me, but it's bumper to bumper traffic, and because the fire truck cut across three lanes, there's nowhere for me to go to the right, and the left is where he was going.

...Where the hell am I supposed to go, up?! I'm sorry, I don't have springs on the underside of my car, I can't make it jump traffic. The only other option was IN the emergency lane, but I doubt if law officials would have liked that much.

Nobody got a ticket, but when my mom heard, she was ready to kick some fireman ass. And he was lucky it wasn't her in her vehicle, and that they let him go first... given the chance, she would have. Not to mention told him in no uncertain terms what he could do with the damned fire truck since he "obviously doesn't know how to drive."

So, I get to play the game of running around to a billion different places to get estimates, get a rental car, get it fixed...

For those curious, this is how the back of my car looks now:

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[Tallulah]

How dare you. HOW FUCKING DARE YOU?!!!!?!?!

It's not enough you can't keep my friend Gem hanging on a string for over four years with your inability to keep it in your pants, but to go with a FIFTEEN-YEAR-OLD is just SICK!

You knew she loved you with her whole heart, and would have done anything, and I mean ANYTHING, for you. But you have to go and creep around behind her back with God knows how many people, including this schoolgirl she was training up. A SCHOOLGIRL!

How can someone like you be in a respectable position in a National Trust property, working with CHILDREN, the same age as one of the girls you have been sleeping with. You robbed her of her innocence.

I hope you get found out and dismissed on the spot, and I hope you never find happiness! In fact I hope you get jailed for this; it is no more than you deserve. And guess what, they don't like nonces in the nick, either, and you'll find your balls flushed down the toilet, you foul, evil, conniving, womanising piece of PAEDOPHILE SCUM!

YOU WILL PAY...............

[Mig]

I can't believe how fucking stupid you are, or how much I care. Why the fuck do I even bother? Allowing you to be my priority while I'm just an option, a backup. After everything I've done for you. But what does it matter; it's your life, afterall, and you'll do what you want. You showed that by fucking lying to me about it for months! And you expect my trust. You self-centered idiot.

Like you actually care about me the way you say you do. You care about YOU, and I just happen to be beneficial to the wellbeing of YOU. Do I really believe that? I don't know. Trust, faith, it's all been fucked in the ass by that giant COCK that is your ignorance.

I guess I'm just as much of a fool. But you, you refuse to learn. And in the end, when I say I told you so for the millionth fucking time, you still won't have learnt anything. Not that I'll derive any pleasure from being right... Why I've held out this long, I don't know. I care so fucking much, and I can't explain why. Logic, reason, everything tells me to just give the fuck up. Maybe I'm too weak to handle the resulting conflict. Maybe I love you. I just don't fucking know.

But I'll keep pretending, even though you feel like a different person to me. Why? Just because I'm incapable of hurting you. And let's face it, when he walks out, AGAIN, who'll be there, just like every other fucking time?

It disgust me, it makes me feel sick.

[Tim]

I love the sluts. I hate the sluts.



...fml :[

[Minion]

Ok, here's how this is going to go.

I'm going to keep my schedule the way it HAS been since I came to this store. I don't care if it's a 24-hour store. I put my availability in for 8am to 10pm, day shift or night shift.

I am NOT working 10pm to 8am. There's no dyslexia here.

And I told you this because i'd like a chance to see my girlfriend once in a goddamn while, and you told me "Well you're going to have to prioritize."

Bitch, you're lucky I don't up and quit right now.

And telling me I need to sell however many of the shit of the week, whatever.

If my ability to sell your shit is more important than my ability to give service to the customer, then fuck you.

[Hoshi]

God, I hate this.

Here I am, 5:30 on a Tuesday, waiting to finish Finley (a subsid of ours that we work on).

Not only did I find out at 4:45 that a photo I had to fix was IN Finley (45 minutes away) so I had to get it emailed. I finished their ads at 3:30! The paper should have been finished and sent to the printers by 4:30!

So here I am, sitting in a dark office because everyone has gone home (their work is DONE) waiting for the IT people int he head office to fix the problem so the last TWO pages can be sent to the printer.

EDIT: AND NOW SOMEONE DECIDES TO HANG UP WHEN I ANSWER THE PHONE!

I hate this!

[Shned]

I’m fed up of Boris Johnson’s urges for the country to be more ‘culturally open-minded’, but it seems to British public can’t even get their thick heads around their own damn people.

Why do people find beards so bizarre? Are we an entire nation of pogonophobes? I think not. But, Christ. Last week, I was out at a restaurant eating a meal in peace, and I looked to the table in front of me, to see a couple making no attempt to hide the fact that they were taking a photo of my facial hair. When they realised I knew, they looked up, and I just shot daggers in their general direction. Even when I’m at work, anyone between the age of fifteen and thirty can’t help but stare, as if suddenly having a beard has become illegal, and I’m facing incarceration.

Yet, those of an older generation make no such motion. They accept it, and they’re often condemned as being as ignorant as youth. Sure, there are a few who generally find it amazing, and either want to stroke/plait it, or the males are jealous as they can’t grow something that whimsical, but a vast majority seem to find it unacceptable and alien. I’ve gotten enough pointing and whispering about it. That doesn’t bother me in the slightest. It’s more the fact that the general public really is so close-minded, that if something isn’t to their low standards, then it just cannot be.

I go gigs and festivals, and get a lot of positive attention, and people there think nothing of it, and they’re just ordinary people. Even when I’m in the States, people are more fascinated by my septum piercing than my beard.

They say it gets worse before it gets better. If this country ever improves, I’ll buy a second home in Penzance.

[Anty]

AAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGG GGGGGGGGGG

heh. . . . anyone ever wish their brother was dead??

sry if that comment offends anyone but you dont know the drugged fucked moron i had to grow up with, and him being bigger then until about the 3 years ago but he was kicked out 7 years ago. getting the SHIT beat outa me DAYLY!! being shot by blowdarts including being shot in the eye POINT FUCKING BLANK! he fucks with me anyday now his heads going through a fucking wall! IF HES LUCK! so yeah understand why i wish my brother was DEAD? plus having no1 to talk to about ANYTHING for the last 16 years! there are times when thoughts use to go through that its not even wurth living if i have to stay here and put up with this shit! mind you this is when i was 6-7 YEARS OLD!! in conclusion

TIMOTHY JAMES SCHENSCHER YOU CAN GO TO FUCKING HELL FOR ALL I CARE YOU USELESS PISS OF DRUGGED FUCKED SHIT!!

Lil_Ant Out of his fuckin mind. . .

[Minion]

._.

Well, I guess that's what this thread was for, but...damn.

[Tallulah]

Your brother sounds like a straight-up arsehole, Ant. I'm so sorry you had to go through such problems. Nobody deserves that. :(

Also on a lighter note, since this is the Love You thread as well. I love carrot cake. Especially when it's free. :)

[Anty]

;( just had to get that crap outa ma head for once. . . .its not good for you to have it swirling around in there for 16 years . . .this is the first time ive ever really wirten/spoken about it toanyone. . . . .

trying to be a lighter note (Judge me if u dare)
ANTY kinda LOVES YUNIE!!!
she just rules thats all i have ta say^^

[Hoshi]

Let's all shout some love!

I love my Mike ^_^

[Anty]

i wuv my yunie^^

[Shned]

No, I will not do a high-quality rip of Esoteric for you fools. I put down my pre-order for that album months ago; I just happen to be lucky that its official release came first in the UK. Out three days ago, on my doorstep today, and I couldn't be happier. But does that mean you should partake of my triumph, and spread it around to all the impatient 'fans' that cannot wait for their own benefit?

Oh, hell-fucking-no.

You'll distribute it like a virus, and I'm not going to be the mediator. I'm a very satisfied customer, and you will be if you just hold on. I will not pander to your insatiable need.

Grow some balls, watch the hourglass, and be damn happy you've never been prosecuted for piracy.

In other news, I love my fiancée. A lot.

[Anty]

AAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGG

Centre link! any australian will know wat im on about right there. . .

[Mikayla]

fgjfhsgkjfhsgklsjfghsdfgdfgjdkfg

<3

[Tallulah]

Let's make this serious again for a moment.

I just found out that Heather, one of my dad's friends, has died from breast cancer. She was a relation of Tricia; sister or cousin I think (Tricia died a couple of years ago). I never knew her too well, but I am still very sad. I met her once; she was a really nice lady, and she had been through so much: her husband Mike died a few years ago, and last year her daughter was in a bad accident, but is now, on the plus side, recovering.

Rest in peace, Heather. You will be missed...

[Tim]

I hate not being able to sleep.



I love ecstasy.

[Shned]

Christ, I hate the fucking fact that I was wrong about Addicted.

I anticipated this to be so shit, but, God damn, it's amazing. I will not retract my statements and sexist remarks regarding women in the Metal scene, but this one has crossed a boundary without overstepping the mark to a grand extent.

I'm 60% through, and it's already taken me to a whole new plane. This is a hell of a Love-Hate relationship.

[Mikayla]

I feel so far out of my own element. I don't have the looks, or even the personality, that of which is being said of me.

I don't think I can meet these expectations, nor wishes, of what you want.
I fully wish I could believe it, but I think I'm just way too far out of my own element that I can't even fool myself.
In the end I've only ever felt like unwanted trash most of my life, & now you're setting these bars that I'm not sure I can even meet.
& I understand - no one is perfect - & I know that you'll understand my flaws.. but I can't help but want to be what's expected of me too. No one has actually gone out of their way as such, & I don't want to let you down either. Nor do I want to show you these flaws that I, myself, see.

Maybe I'm too young, but I feel so far behind.

& you know what.. the human part of me can only blame one person, because that one person was only there for one of us; not us all. I feel that, because of you, I see myself as someone who lost all worth. You don't even love me, nor do you hate me. How can you stand proudly & say that you're a man defending your own country, when you couldn't even defend your own kids against a woman that put your own son in JAIL? I only want to blame you because in the end I think it was you who set my self-esteem so low. I'm sorry I'm not a thin-perfect hair-curvy body-bubbly personality-happy girl that these people out here advertise. I'm sorry that in the end I didn't know how to deal with your hatred & malice. I was 8 years old.

& I just want to know how to deal with my situations now. Good going.

/emo

*Looks around* By the way, despite myself hating Halloween, it turned out okay. I had a lot of self reflecting to say the least, but I'm not sure if that's a good right now or not. So much on the brain. *Hits head* Argh... I'll probably regret posting this later. It's just good to get it off my chest. Maybe I can deal through some things that's been bouncing off in my head better.

[Veestah]

I hate myself sometimes.
I must be socially retarded or something, because I just CAN'T make any friends in my new neighborhood. My boyfriend's buds either all tolerate me for his sake, or outwardly disdain me.
I'm really only invited to gatherings because my boy won't go unless I do, and mostly under the expectation I am silent unless directly spoken to.

They've made it very obvious that I am boring, consider me an idiot, and nothing I have to say is worth paying attention to.

I hate them so much, but still I continue to try and win some sort of respect.
Some days, I say it doesn't matter, and I really don't care what they think of me.

But I always care, even if they are all huge douchebags.
I just want someone to think I'm worthwhile enough to talk to.

[Mikayla]

Today ended up being a horrible day.

God, please help me.

[Anty]

Life sucks, yay me.................

[Tallulah]

I have been feeling unwell for the past 10 days now, and this morning, it really got to me. I have been coughing, splutering, sneezing, feeling stuffed up and lethergic, with no amount of fruit or vegetables really doing the trick. Last night/this morning was the alst straw. I wish I would hurry up and get better.

Thank God for Benylin Cold and Flu capsules. -_-

[Magus]

I dunno if this is the place for it, but if this is a "general bitching thread", then I guess I'm in the right place.

So I started university about 3 and a half months ago and I'm enjoying myself immensly. A new city with lots of new people to meet. Yet, at times it feels like I'm falling back into the same rut I was in during my upper secondary school years. We're somewhere between 40 to 60 people in my bachelor's course (film studies), and everything gets so fucking cliquey! And I'm tired of all that bullshit. I never expected anyone to be best friends, but I barely know the names of half the people I go to school with. I think I may have had a view of how the university situation was going to turn out that didn't live up my expectations. My life has just been coloured too much by American movies and TV shows, I guess. Every time I end up in situations where people say "you'll make friends that will last you the rest of your life", I end up feeling disappointed when I actually make new friends. I look at the people I've surrounded myself with and wonder: "In three or so years time, will I see these people again? Will I talk to these people once school is out? Ever? Are we just friends because we go to school together and therefore it's convenient? None of these people are gamers?! Why are there so few fucking gamers in this backwards country of mine?!"

And then there are the girls. Ugh... Social anxieties during my younger years have managed to fuck me up in that department too. It just seems like, no matter what I do, I end up in the "just friends" section almost IMMEDIATELY after meeting them. I really don't know what it is, maybe I'm just giving off this "friend vibe" whenever I talk to girls/women. I'm the kind of person who's generally there for other people, no matter what it might be. If they need a sympathetic ear or anything like that, I'm there for people. But, y'know, women want guys who can treat them like crap. At least that's the impression I've been getting the past few years.
Maybe it has to do with my general attitude towards "luuuve" and "romance" and all that crap. I'm a pretty old fashioned guy, but the way I see it there's nothing wrong with that. I want the emotional to come before the physical, but most relationships these days seem to start the other way around.
There's a girl in particular that I find myself drawn to, which is why I'm going through all of this stuff in my head. I keep asking myself to "make a move", though I have no idea what kind of "move" that would be. I have absolutely no experience with any of this stuff, having never had a girlfriend before. I haven't even come close to getting one, so hopefully you can understand my frustration. I want things to happen before it's all too late, but at the same time I don't want to come on too strongly. We've been out for coffee once, which I felt was a good start, but I dunno how to go at it from this point.

Sometimes I don't even know why I bother. And I know this sounds very pessimistic, but it's gotten to a point where I've come to accept the outcome that I might end up alone. At the moment, looking into the future, I can't really see myself sharing that future with, well, anyone. I want to fall in love, get married and produce some offspring or two (in it's due time, obviously, it's not like I'm feeling some sort of biological clock ticking), but at the time I don't really see that happening.

I'm only 21, so I'm technically still young, as they say. Maybe it's just my head thinking I'm more mature than everone else. I'm really not, but my head is a fucked up place to be. People also keep telling me that "lots of things can happen in a year, not to mention three (I'm doing a bachelor's course), but I just can't see it happening. This is making me sound (and feel) incredibly emo, but the social setbacks in my life have pretty much pushed me into acceptance of a future as a single person. And it kinda sucks.

[Mig]

I'm just in here to moan about idiots, with umbrellas.

Like, I know I'm already a bit short-sighted, but I love my ability to see yet I've lost count of how many times that ability was almost taken from me today by said morons with umbrellas.

I think I'm at just the right height for it, too... a few good inches above the head level of your typical 5'6" moron. Not that there's anything moronic about that particular height (I mean why would there be right :P), but it seems the most deadly to me on rainy days.. and the mode height for people with umbrellas. Guess they don't really work that well for anyone much taller than that, since rain has that annoying habit of falling diagonally.

Cut to that oh so famous Ollie Williams quote.

I fully realise the stupidity of the above rant, and wholeheartedly hope no-one reads it. But it has been a while since I've had the opportunity to just pour my conscious thought onto the keyboard for no particular purpose other than to moan, bitch, yadda yadda.

Plus, what better way to waste time instead of answering questions on nucleophillic substitution, writing an essay on the reactions that occurr in the matrix of a mitochondrion during aerobic respiration or preparing for a spanish oral exam.

Although now I'm finished, that's exactly what I'm off to do. God, I love my life.

[Tallulah]

@ Magus: I was disappointed to find the same thing at university. It kind of gets better when you're in the world of work, and everyone is older and more mature. :)

Also, I considered the possibility that I would end up alone, and that was particularly bad around this time two years ago, when my friend died, my 'boyfriend' was being a cheating arsehole, and my ex still fawning over me, it was a very difficult time of my life. Two years down the line, I am happy with a new boyfriend. :)

Right now I'd like to add some love to this thread, as it is seriosly lacking. I had an amazing time with the people at work, at the Christmas party last night. I got completely wasted and am reaping the benefits today (although nowhere near as bad as I thought I would be, as I was mixing my drinks a little). I <3 my collagues. ^_^

[Magus]

Also, I considered the possibility that I would end up alone, and that was particularly bad around this time two years ago, when my friend died, my 'boyfriend' was being a cheating arsehole, and my ex still fawning over me, it was a very difficult time of my life. Two years down the line, I am happy with a new boyfriend. :)

As it turns out, I'm not that bad a lady charmer. Just that I'm charming the wrong lady! Which sucks, in my opinion, because I won't ever be physically attracted to this particular girl. It's not like she's in love with me, just.
Then again, I guess it was just a matter of time before the tables were turned and I wasn't the one fawning over the girls. I'm aware of how conceited that sounded, and it wasn't my intention to sound like a stuck up jerkass.

[Tallulah]

It has been two years since my friend, Tricia, sadly passed away due to complications after battling leukaemia.

At 10 this morning, I will be attending a memorial mass in her honour, in order to remember her. I miss her every day, and everytime I drive or walk past her old street, there is a longing for me to go see her just one more time... even though I know that isn't possible. Just like two years ago, I have bought and wrapped an extra gift, which will go to the same Cancer Research charity shop I donated her last Christmas present to, in her memory.

Today is for you, Trish. We love you.

[Mig]

So my town recently made second in a national survey to find the most run-down high streets in the country.

Second.

God damn, I hate this place.

[Mikayla]

Fucking hell I hate my dad. I'm watching 8-9 years of emotional abuse being repeated all over again in my sister. I feel so powerless & angry at the same time. Vile man. There isn't enough in the word limit to even begin about this wretch. Some people are the worst.

Merry Christmas.

[krikie]

Magus:
I'm the kind of person who's generally there for other people, no matter what it might be. If they need a sympathetic ear or anything like that, I'm there for people. But, y'know, women want guys who can treat them like crap. At least that's the impression I've been getting the past few years.

A word of advice (Though late I know), honestly, it's the timing when you use that. Girls do want boys who will be there for them and listen to them, but they only want it once they're in the relationship. If you do all that before they have an interest in you then it just comes off as kind of creepy. They'll love that about you once they're into you.

[Tallulah]

I just found out that last week, the mother of one of my colleagues, Dan, was sadly killed in a car accident. Ironically, this was just days after Dan himself was caught in a similart incident that wrote off his car and left him lucky to be alive himself.

I knew something terrible had happened, but this really threw me. I had to hurry out of the staffroom in case I was caught crying.

Why do awful things happen at Christmas? :(

[Zidane Tidus Dude16]

I hate all the people here the pose to be my friend to my face but behind my back totally act like they don't' even know me. Half the time when they talk about these awesome weekends they have and i ask why didn't ya call me and they are like we did and of course i know they lie through their teeth =.= oh well life is life

[Magus]

Magus:


A word of advice (Though late I know), honestly, it's the timing when you use that. Girls do want boys who will be there for them and listen to them, but they only want it once they're in the relationship. If you do all that before they have an interest in you then it just comes off as kind of creepy. They'll love that about you once they're into you.

But I can't just stop being myself. I am who I am, and I don't want to start ignoring those of the opposite sex in order to "get" them.

[Hoshi]

I just need to vent right now.....

I've had enough. I don't care anymore. I signed up at work to do "design" not fucking admin. I hate my job now. It started as all fun you know, the promise of "you will get to do commercial printing" but now it's changed to "you can have left overs when you're not doing admin". I DID NOT SIGN UP FOR FUCKING ADMIN! I'm being very calm today, although all I want to do is walk up to my boss and resign. I've had enough. The problem is, I've just started this Graphic Desgin course, so I need another job to go into before I quit, and there's only 2 other design firms in town.

This may just be the lack of sleep (from my shitty job) talking, but I have just had enough. I want to leave to go to a better design job, hopefully with better pay, because I get paid fuck all at the moment, and I have a wedding to pay for, let alone my car rego and insurance equalling about $1000.

/end rant.

[Magus]

Friday night a girl told me the nicest thing I've ever heard a girl say to me...

To put it in context: Me and some friends had gone out for some beers and met up with another group of students. When we were on the topic of dating and all that jazz, I mentioned that I'd been single all my life. These days I mostly mention it as a joke/jab at myself. Later, when I was standing in line to go to the bathroom, said girl (from the other group) was standing in front of me took me completely by surprise when she said the following line:

"I don't get it... There's really nothing wrong with you!"

And it made me feel pretty awesome. And before you ask, no she wasn't single, but I didn't really care cause she made me feel awesome. :D

[Ridley]

Being my last semester in my Senior year, I am doing a lot of projects and group presentations. Problem is, a lot of the time I feel as though some members of my team are being really difficult, and would rather not listen to my advice on what I was pretty sure the teacher wanted. It usually ends up with the teacher telling them almost exactly what I said to them.

Is it wrong that I feel like I want to rip the project from their hands, run home, and do the work myself so I don't have to worry about this incompetence? I know as a Marketing major I'll be working on a lot of teams, but god help me, I don't know how I'll handle it if people like these are the ones on my team.

[Voltel]

Lucid girl, my lips muster just short of my words. Never has this ghost of a man descried and spied a lovely woman in such grace and velvet, alluring restlessness that embodies you, your substance, your sinuous hair, embellished much the same as millions of ebon strands and strings that comprise the cradle of my lush heart; that which sits the beautiful Lilith - cradled she abide, cradled like the virgin. And in all of her symmetry, she rests with her sins - her demon - insipid; cast away. Still, she rests cradled, tended by your dark eyes and the brilliance they withhold - elfin Lilith, embraced by none but you, you lucid girl.

Your dark eyes none but bright. You lucid girl; how they shimmer like the homely basin. The sun pay to it dearly, and it ripples ominously. Alas, your menace - your menacing eyes - draw my eager heart nearer and nearer; you rest unwittingly by your waters. Perhaps you wait for me to take my step closer - and that step I will take, closer to you.

With open arms, you'll greet me always, you'll hold me tender and love me through my endeared dementia; even when the nova tears this Earth asunder, you'll embrace my forsaken subsistence and oh, take me under, and I'll still muster these words from my pale, ashen lips - I love you terribly, you lucid girl.

[Mig]

For possibly the first time in my life, I've had an awesome Monday.

Starts with the first two hours of college being cancelled = 2 more hours in bed. Wake up to a beautifully shining morning.. even though it was like 5C and overcast by the time I started walking to the station. Then the train was late, which translates to a reasonable excuse as to why I turned up 20 minutes late to Biology and only had to endure my teacher's anti-male oppresiveness for 25 minutes.

Spent the next 2 and a quarter hours in the pub drinking and playing free pool. :D Spamming Queen - Under Pressure on the jukebox. Always a cause of celebration.. with more beer! Turned up to my Spanish lesson slightly drunk, then had to run to the station to catch the train home or face an hour's wait in the cold, when a friend pulls up in his car and is like 'hop in!'. So I'm home half an hour early, to find my new shoes which I just ordered had arrived.. along with a free mug that must hold at least a pint and is fecking huge.

It's the little things that make a day great.. for some reason everything went so smooth today. And now I'm drinking that beautiful English beverage by the pint.

:cookie:

[Voltel]

Sounds like a great day, man. :D

[Minion]

Screwed my back up again. Goddamnit.

I know im gonna have to go to the emergency room to get a legit doctors note, so that my manager can write me up for missing 3 days in 6 months.

Whatever, i'll sign whatever I need to. I can't even fucking walk.

[Voltel]

You're finally accidentally pregnant.