Fuck. Shitty fuck fuck, damnit.
Ok, so I've been up all night for the last three bloody nights working on this stupid fucking deadline for my magazine production class, only to have the teacher come in today (noon, no less. I haven't even left the building in 15 hours. She should have been in at 8, according to the sign she left up). Anyway, she comes in and immeadiately starts bitching about how on earth I could have gotten in. I was fucking here when she left last night! How the hell does she think I got it?! ARRRGGG! To make matters worse, she's all pissy now and wants me to get off my current computer (the only one with access to the scanner) so she can go to her stupid flash-based games site, since this computer is one of the few that has flash. Talk about lame! She's the fucking teacher!!! What the fuck. She also claims if I don't get this shit in by two, I'll get a "less than desirable grade." What's that even mean? Would I fail, or just get a B, or what? But she's so pissy, I can't ask that at the moment. If I knew how much the grade would be deducted, I'd just hightail it out now and go sleep or something.
People suck.
Ok, now your turn to bitch. knock yourself out.
People do suck, especially teachers. Worse though is school itself - the topic of this next rant.
For the past two weeks I have been having, what I like to call, a Festival of Work. Save for today and last saturday, I have been doing nothing but crap crap crappy work. Each and every day I'd go in to school at 7:20AM, come home from school at 3:20PM, and do homework from 3:30-midnightish. When I say every night, I mean every night. The main attention whores for these evenings have been spanish, government, and physics homework. It doesn't stop there, however. Thanks to good ol' physics, I had to come in to school at 7AM for 2 of the past days, and at 6:30AM for one of the past days. On top of all this, I have a college class every Tuesday night from 6:30PM-9:30PM. Now add a fucking religion class through my church. Had to go to that last Sunday for 2 hours and then I had to write a bullshit letter to the Archbishop which took a good 45 minutes. Moving on, I also had to write three essays for this National Honors Society thing - a good 2 hours of work. The list goes on... Community service. Last Sunday I spent 3 hours serving food to the bums of this city, half of which were ingrateful sons of bitches. I also had to take the ACT last saturday - An elapsed time of 7 hours.
Next week isn't looking any better. All of my teachers have conveniently decided to make large projects due near March 1st. I have two spanish "experiences" to complete, which basically means that I go to a spanish restaurant, grab a menu, and write a paper in spanish reflecting on the "experience." I also have a skit to come up with, film, and show to class in Spanish by the end of the week. For this college class, I have a presentation to do for March 1st... The biggest, most grade-influencing presentation of the semester... Plus a 2 page paper due on the same day. I haven't started any of this, so next week should be fun fun fun.
Fuck. Shitty fuck fuck, damnit.
Ok, so I've been up all night for the last three bloody nights working on this stupid fucking deadline for my magazine production class, only to have the teacher come in today (noon, no less. I haven't even left the building in 15 hours. She should have been in at 8, according to the sign she left up). Anyway, she comes in and immeadiately starts bitching about how on earth I could have gotten in. I was fucking here when she left last night! How the hell does she think I got it?! ARRRGGG! To make matters worse, she's all pissy now and wants me to get off my current computer (the only one with access to the scanner) so she can go to her stupid flash-based games site, since this computer is one of the few that has flash. Talk about lame! She's the fucking teacher!!! What the fuck. She also claims if I don't get this shit in by two, I'll get a "less than desirable grade." What's that even mean? Would I fail, or just get a B, or what? But she's so pissy, I can't ask that at the moment. If I knew how much the grade would be deducted, I'd just hightail it out now and go sleep or something.
People suck.
Ok, now your turn to bitch. knock yourself out.
What kind of a fucking school is this? Where the hell does she get off demanding to know how you got in then chuck you off your comp so she can play mind-numbing flash trash to fill the obvious voids she has going on in her life. One of which being no life at all. If I were you honey, I'd give the bitch 50 cents to ring life-line and a hershey bar and tell her to take a hike to the teachers lounge. Bloody hell. That's fucked up right there.
Now add a fucking religion class through my church. Had to go to that last Sunday for 2 hours and then I had to write a bullshit letter to the Archbishop which took a good 45 minutes.
Write another letter but this time to the pope, and go into detail about pyromania and the church and ask him while you're at it if you can sue him for anything that has happened to you personally due to the direct actions of god? Christ, what is the world coming too?
It's coming to dinner. Time for some supper!
I can say now I've met the most annoying bitch in history....oh and she's the woman my cousin married and who is staying at my dads this weekend. She is one of those people that just talks, and talks, and talks, and...well, you get the idea.
Mostly its about her mindnumbingly boring friends and family, and any conversation can be turned in on itself to suddenly be about her. When someone can explain to me what the Cold War has to do with Janett down the streets poodle I'll shut up.
I'm sitting here looking at a blank word document that I've been looking at for the past 30 minutes trying to get my Literature homework done and all I can think about is her voice which is somehow seeping through the walls of 3 rooms no less that is bitching about some thing or another.
Last time I tried to put Korn or Green Day on as loud as I could to drown out her meaningless babble she came in 2 minutes later and asked me to turn it down, it was distracting her. For FUCKS SAKE.
PP, you're a bloody gem, I needed that.
feels great to vent, doesn't it?
mmkay, so I finally watched Boondock Saints. Like, for the last four days. People like this count as "evil," right?
Evil? Hardly. I'd say more along the lines of maniacly inclined.
I don't have so much a rant, but it's more like a happy note. I want to bring happiness to this thread. I see so much despair, hatred, and bad chi. Let's get pumped up ya'll! Turn those frowns upside down! Put a smile on your face! If it gets any worse, just think, you wish you could have been happy while being angry, because now this time you're even more angry, because it got harder, and now you're double or EVEN more angrier, when you could just be happy. Don't worry be happy.
Happiness is Ssenippah backwards. Think about it.
That is all.
Yesterday I had just gotten back from doing something, soccer I think it was. But anyway as I was passing the dorm next to mine while fumbling around for keys I kinda easdropped on what they were talking about, an argument over religon being real or not or some bull like that. For some reason I got ticked off, now usually I might enjoy the occasional conversation about such. But lately Im starting to see the extreme pointlessness of it all.
I see this so often its sickening, over and over it seems to be the same people starting these conversations about life, death and any other existenialism type stuff. My point is these same people that bring up the discussion about life seem to be the ones who have none. How about instead of sitting on your ass all day talking about religon being wrong, how stupid this and that is and the like. Accept that people will still have their beliefs whether you like them or not, life isnt perfect so shut the hell up and actually go live it.
Ohh, Jesus, Mary and Joseph! I mutha-futhing hate MONDAYS! Why-oh-why-oh-why do they exist!?!?!?! This Monday isn't so bad, but it's just the whole feeling around Mondays that I hate. I like my job, but FUCCCCCCCCCCCCCCK Mondays SUCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCK...they really, really do.
"Sounds like a case of the Mondays..." - I've said it, so you don't have to.
^Word
And yes it does PP.
Remember those movies where they have these 'talking groups'? Now, imagine a school, in which they give a class "groupdynamics", in which the overemotional (read half of the females present) can relieve their souls to the rest of the grou-- I mean class.
Now, I hate overemotional women. Spending time with UT and Eon and PP has given me the false conviction that women, too, are normal creatures. This is not true, for the largest part. Most women are over-emotional, egoistical moaners. Constantly bitching about what they think is important without being able to relativate anything.
Worse, one of these "women" (they are supposed to be mature at the age of 21, ha!), has lost a dear person in 2000, and thus does not attach the same value to some conversations. She wonders why some people are so bothered by such small things.
Normally, this person would be my friend, since I too wonder about these things. However, she is also a hypocrite, since when she starts bitching about, well, namely me and my 'emotional shield' (yes, apparantly I have one. It has unlimited shield-points and an aura of superiority +3), she won't friggin' stop!
It's impossible! One day in the library I told her she needed therapy (which she does need) and we had a 1 hour conversation with my mentor (read: Mental coach) about it, and I had to apologize.
Apart from that, there are absolutely no classes that make sense. With this I mean that I am learning anything. We have some cool projects, but they are kinda dead right now as we are waiting for the next assignment, but the other classes are absurd.
Last time I had to listen to a woman who said organisations don't exist. You know why? Well, I sure as hell don't. She said that if it didn't exist materially, it didn't exist.
Thanks for disproving the existence of God and countless dimensions, bitch (this woman reminded me of that "look-in-the-future"-class from Harry Potter. AND I HATE HARRY POTTER!)
In any case, school is friggin' absurd, I'm doing complete bullshit and in june, hopefully, will stop with my propedeuse, so I'm allowed at University (higher level than college) and go study psychology in septembre.
Than I will be finally able to teach DD the error of his ways :P.
Mr U
Got to school today for the first time after half term. Felt suicidal... Very nearly went home again. And yes, its Monday...
Now, I hate overemotional women. Spending time with UT and Eon and PP has given me the false conviction that women, too, are normal creatures. This is not true, for the largest part. Most women are over-emotional, egoistical moaners. Constantly bitching about what they think is important without being able to relativate anything.
There are always exceptions to every rule and honey we are just three of them.
Worse, one of these "women" (they are supposed to be mature at the age of 21, ha!), has lost a dear person in 2000, and thus does not attach the same value to some conversations. She wonders why some people are so bothered by such small things.
Normally, this person would be my friend, since I too wonder about these things. However, she is also a hypocrite, since when she starts bitching about, well, namely me and my 'emotional shield' (yes, apparantly I have one. It has unlimited shield-points and an aura of superiority +3), she won't friggin' stop!.
Buy her a estrogen patch, stat.
Than I will be finally able to teach DD the error of his ways :P.
LOL. Now that is going to be one hell of a task you've set for yourself.
Now, I hate overemotional women. Spending time with UT and Eon and PP has given me the false conviction that women, too, are normal creatures. This is not true, for the largest part. Most women are over-emotional, egoistical moaners. Constantly bitching about what they think is important without being able to relativate anything.
You haven't caught me in the middle of PMSy bitch recently have you mate. Nice as it is to be considered normal, we can be just like every other woman out there on a bad day.
Sry guys n gals but I did not read ur vents...Sincerely I have not the energy to...
I saw this is a venting thread so I have come in here to fuckin vent.
I am as UT would say it "Bloody sick" I caught the fuckin flu. As much as I was dodging it it still got me...
I feel so fuckin miserable, all I wanna do is go to sleep.
Then when I do, I lay in bed freezing, so I cover myself. To then what, start sweating like a fuckin pig...Then back to freezing...
I am grateful hubby is home today, cause the girls for some reason r lil'monsters today...But tomorrow he HAS to go to work...Dear God, help me, lol.
Well I am taking my sick ass out of here. I hope I don't spread my germs through the net, lol.
Oh man, that sucks Niv. Get well soon, y'hear? :) I hope ya feel better.
Rants don't help much, in my opinion. Besides, it's much more fun to chuck a shoe at the wall and pound yor pillow to it explodes. ;)
Now, I hate overemotional women. Spending time with UT and Eon and PP has given me the false conviction that women, too, are normal creatures.
We are normal. We're also hormonal cows that can hide it from you guys fairly well thanks to the wonders of typing and editing.
Niva, honey, that really sucks; I'm so sorry. I'm not generally one to encourage the use of drugs, but have you tried Zycam? They're these disgusting q-tips with zinc in a gel form that you *ugh* stick in your nose. It's not exactly pleasant, but they destroy fevers and crap like you wouldn't believe. [/pathetic product endorsement]
Topic: Kids
Saturday night was supposed to be memorable for the best of reasons. However, high aspirations are the surest sign of impending letdown. My neighbor's, who's a little more than 3 years younger than myself who I've known since his birth, parents are out of town in England and Scotland for about 2 weeks, so we decide to have a party. That's about as good as things got. After getting off work, I head over there, and already there are 3 Sheriffs outside in the street. Our neighbor, and husband of a friend's sister, is already a two-time convicted felon, and tonight he must've done something to get himself strike three. So, I tell the Sheriff that I know who he is and wouldn't want to get involved with him. Apparently, one of the girls already at the party drives a truck that looks like the one he was last seen driving in, so I send my neighbor into his house to get her so the two sheriffs looking through the windows with flashlights will back off. Then, the Sheriff I'm talking to asks if he can take a look inside the house. Normally, this is no big deal, but there's underage drinking going on inside and I'm the only one over 21 years of age there right now, so it would be me that got arrested for contributing to the delinquency of a minor if they were to go inside. After dodging that metaphorical bullet by asking for a number to call if we saw the suspect on the loose, he decides that we haven't hidden him in the house and gets out of our hair. My neighbor, in all his wisdom, told me about this before the police arrived and said he'd hide the fugitive in the house if he asked for shelter. After damn near slapping the shit out of him, I'm sure glad that he saw it my way, but I knew the run-in with the cops before the party even got into full swing was a bad omen. The youngsters already there call all their friends and pretty soon there's about 100 people in the house. Normally I have no problem with this as long as most of the people are reasonable. What went wrong is that all of the uninvited people who showed up thought they were invinvincible thugs even though they live in the suburbs. Most of the time I'm in the kitchen playing bartender and controlling the liquor so these inexperienced drinkers don't drink any of my quality shit, and making sure that if they want some that they pay me for it. After all, free liquor was never advertised. About an hour later, a fight almost breaks out, and I start to play peacekeeper. After convincing one of the parties involved he didn't want to fight these two of the real crazy fuckers older than myself now present, he leaves, and quite wisely if you ask me. I figure that much after 12, it'll be past these kids' bedtimes and it might start clearing up a little by 1am. I was wrong. Welcomes were obviously worn out, and the rowdiness of the children was wearing on my nerves. However, my people were now at the party and we were all enjoying the soon-to-be-legendary drink called "The Ooze", so it wasn't getting to me too much. Around 12:45, however, we were beginning to try and usher people out little by little to thin the numbers. Unfortunately, idiots don't get the hint, and using force isn't the best of ideas, because people will remember your house and face. So I'm telling people that the party is winding down and it's time to start heading out. While I'm on the way back to the liquor to get a drink for a lady friend of mine, some kid thinks he's got big nuts, and I have a conversation with him that goes like this:
Kid: I ain't done yet. I'm done when I say I'm done.
DPD: That's fine, but it's time to go so you can be not done somewhere else.
Kid: Nigga what? Imma do what the fuck I want.
DPD: Thank you, white kid, for calling me, white guy, a nigga. You really do scare the fuck out of me.
Kid: Imma grown ass man...Imma grown ass man, that's real talk, that's real talk!
DPD: Look, child. You have braces and weigh about 130 pounds. Have you ever been to a bar? Have you ever been in a bar fight? Have you ever fought a grown ass man?
Kid: Nah, but Imma grown ass man, you don't know me.
DPD: You want some real talk, son? No grown ass man has to tell anyone else they're a grown ass man. People just know. You're not grown, you're not hard, you don't scare me or anyone else here. The party's over, it's time to go, and no one gives a fuck about what you have to say so find the door or find the floor.
Kid: *silence*
After a while, there's almost another fight in the back yard, so I go out and mediate that, tell people the cops are coming soon, and start getting them out the doors. Most of the people still there make their way to the front of the house now, but they're yelling unintelligable shit about what set they represent when they don't even really bang. I guess in some of the commotion some kid got bumped or elbowed or hit in the side of the face unintentionally, and not very hard, and he thinks my best friend did it, so he says some shit like this:
Kid: You just hit me in the face?
B-$$$ (extremely intoxicated): Nah man, I'm just chillin, I'm cool.
Kid: Somebody just elbowed me and I think that shit was you.
B-$$$: Well I'm sorry you got hit but I didn't hit nobody
Kid: As long as you're apologizin for it, it's cool.
B-$$$: I ain't apologizin for shit cuz I didn't do anything.
At this point the kid takes offense, so I have to step in before he tries to step up or take a swing.
DPD: Look, he didn't hit you, nor did any of my people. If they did, you'd be on the ground right now, and that's no bullshit. I apologize on behalf of whoever did hit you whether it was intentional or not. You need to find your ride and leave.
Kid: Fuck that, someone hit me and Imma steal on whoever did.
DPD: I could give two shits about you getting hit. If you're gonna fight, do it somewhere else. None of my people hit you, and you really don't wanna throw a punch at anyone behind me or in the house because none of them hit you and you'd be in over your head. As I said before, you need to find your ride and get your people out of here because the cops are probably gonna get here soon.
A few minutes go by with me trying to get people out, saying goodbyes, etc., and a fight breaks out over someone getting a beer taken out of their hand. The loudest, most boisterous, wannabe thug is on the ground in the gutter getting his ass kicked by a guy I talking to earlier about random shit in the backyard. After getting that broken up temporarily, everyone's being loud as fuck for about 100 yards in either direction and basically waking up all the neighbors. The two crews whose people got in a fight were bitching about some shit, while I'm trying to get them to cars to get them out, because by this time one of my housemates was woken up and told me they called the cops after they punked a bunch of the kids. By this time, everyone who was still awake was out of my neighbor's house, and I got him to turn off all the lights and lock it up. The two groups of idiots are still yammering on about bullshit, basically being children and drawing attention to themselves and looking like fucking morons. I've gotten all of the people I actually wanted to party with and we're gonna get to my garage, two doors down from my neighbor's, before the cops get there. Since the fighting parties were drunk, one of them thought the 10-12 of us were the other group, and tried coming up my driveway until they saw me walking toward them. Why did they walk away? Because 3/4 of the people there thought I was involved in the mafia. Also, if they would've followed us into my garage, one of my housemates would've either gotten a 12-guage or a police baton and my people would've mopped the street with the faces of anyone who wanted to try and be a man. After we all made it inside my garage, it was only a few minutes until the cops arrived. It was raining pretty good most of the night, and thankfully so, or else that scene would've been completely out of control. They busted at least one of the groups involved in the fight, but we had to wait until they left for people to go to their cars, and the cops had at least 6 people to get info from, write up charges for, contact parents, etc., so we were waiting for quite a while.
I knew some ignorant shit like that was probably going to happen, because my neighbor had no control over the party, and I can only wonder what would've happened if I wasn't there to act as a mediator/host/bartender/whatever. Shit like that is irritating, because ignorant ass kids are unreasonable and think they run the show. I'm just glad none of them tried to swing at anyone I knew, because one of them would've been buried in the bay with concrete shoes right about now. I don't play that wannabe thug shit. Fucking kids get on my goddamn nerves.
whatthe fuck? thats a mean ass story bro.
what do i need to vent... oh yes... my b0x
last week my computer decided to kill itself, upon start up a file called HAL.dll dissappeared off my hardrive and subsequently fucked itself. i lost everything
EVERYTHING!!!!! MOTHERFUCKENTHING ON MY GODDAMN MOTHERFUCKEN COMPUTER!!!
im not just talking games of files, but over two years of artwork, pictures of people i no longer talk to, all of my MP3s, all of my music production software... EVREYTHING
so i reinstalled XP and now i have to start from scratch with my horribly out of date backup cds.... -sigh-
venting does feel good
Fuck it. I'm venting. The painkillers aren't working and I don't want to go on anti-biotics for I hate them. They weaken the immune system. But this is inevitable. Does this shit ever end? And no one ever dare tell me to suck it up, for I'm wayyyy passed that shit now. My face has swollen in my sleep. Massive doses of Vit C aren't gonna stop this abscess in my gum. I feel like shit. There. And I still can't find my other 2 teeth that went missing around a month ago. I hate this feeling. Can't talk, can't think. Can't function. Right. brb. gonna go do the door knob and string deal with this tooth. I'm just glad it's a back one. Can't wait for a dentist. I've finally broken, and the date I have broke is the 23/2/2005. Marking it in the diary now.
Fuck, I sound like a drama queen. But shit happens, as does magic, and in equal doses.
EDIT: Even when I whine I make no sense whatsoever. FUCK.
EDIT EDIT: I don't even own a damn diary! crap..........
Ok, doorknob did not work. So now I'm gonna go to the dentist. As in RIGHT NOW aaaaaaaarggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggg
ok, party at my place. UT, you bring the lye; Arsetron , get the fat. Let's just become a cult and hit rock bottom together...
And then we'll make soap.
Can I bring my own rubber glove? I've got the lye but I turn into Jacks penis envy when I think of the glove scene.
lol
honey, you're not the only one ;)
"I wanna have your abortion"
"I haven't been fucked like that since grade school" lmfao
im guessing that your talking about fightclub? ive been told its a really fucken killer movie. ahhh everything is all good now, im b0x is alot better now that i FORMATTED YOU, YOU DIRTY BASTARD ATHLON PEICE OF SHITE!!!!! -smarks computer with keyboard. if you ever loose your .DLLs on me like that again you can walk home... dodgy arse computer...
sorry to hear about the tooth UT. if its any consolation ive been to a dentist twice in my life... i never have teeth problems.. NEVER!!! yay for me
Damn I know how u must feel about going to the dentist. This past weekend I had a appointment with a dentist n canceled it the day before my appt. Talk about chicken, I am one, lol.
DPD, kids, teenagers, but as I like to call them all pain in the ass's...They r ingnorant, n think nothing else but making an impression. No thought is put into the consequence...U did good as I saw, I would of probably stranggled him, lol.
As for me, fucking DayQuil is keeping me up. I can't sleep. Now I feel too stuffy & cloudy...N I cannot describe that, so don't ask, lol..
Seeing the doc tomorrow, hopefully he'll give me meds to shoot this thing out of me, lol....
Oh n Arsetron, I know EXACTLY how u fuckin feel. I also lost my hard drive...Infact I had to buy a new hard drive..I lost my pictures, writings n other stuff..I now am trying to get into the habit of backing up everything....Damn I feel ur pain...
No-one likes going to the dentist. I once had 4 syringe-fuls of anasthetic to get a tooth drilled at but it still hurt like fuck...
In all the times I've gotten drilled on, I've never taken the anasthetic. It tickles just a tad bit I must say, but it's worth the feeling to not feel like your face is the size of a watermelon for the whole day.
Day 2 and still have a que at the dentist as long as your arm. I know I've compounded to the intense pain by using the door knob method ( yall thought I was joking, didn't you? No I was not) yesterday, and am now ready to seriously kill..............anyone. Even an inanimate object will do (which is a practice that is usually reserved for men) to make me feel better. This has to be THE worst pain I've experienced. Ever.
In all the times I've gotten drilled on, I've never taken the anasthetic. It tickles just a tad bit I must say, but it's worth the feeling to not feel like your face is the size of a watermelon for the whole day.
Dude, my face is already swollen. Bring on as many needles as they can give me is my motto atm.
I once had 4 syringe-fuls of anasthetic to get a tooth drilled at but it still hurt like fuck...
sue him.
Damn I know how u must feel about going to the dentist. This past weekend I had a appointment with a dentist n canceled it the day before my appt. Talk about chicken, I am one, lol.
You have an excuse honey. You're bloody bed bound with the flu. You poor mite.
if its any consolation ive been to a dentist twice in my life
gggrrrrrr. I will find where you live and bring you pain. Bragger.
I wish I was one of those folks who never have constant dental probs, I really do. Not because of how I feel right now, but in general. I'm either having the bastards knocked out, broken, chipping or some fucking thing. And yes oral hygiene is paramount to my daily grooming routine. I just have no luck with teeth. Bring on the falsies. I want them so badly right now.
As for me, fucking DayQuil is keeping me up. I can't sleep. Now I feel too stuffy & cloudy...N I cannot describe that, so don't ask, lol..Seeing the doc tomorrow, hopefully he'll give me meds to shoot this thing out of me, lol....
For my sake, after you've seen the doc and he's given you a prescription of 'nuke your system to deaths' make it a daily ritual to take at least 1000muis of Vit C daily. Whether you're sick or not honey. Also Vit E and A. And make sure the later 2 are oil and not synthetic based. They are something that knocked the big C right out of me, and I still take them daily. Everyone should be taking them. I can't rant about Vit and Min supps enough.
I had a appointment with a dentist n canceled it the day before my appt. Talk about chicken, I am one, lol.
Hun, thats nothing, my last appointment back in January I cancelled 2 hours before I was due there. I hate dentists.
Vitamins, Spicy food and sleep. The only way to shift colds, flu bugs and infact almost any ailement going. Garlic, chilli and ginger, that there is the future of modern medicine.
Right, here goes. Its snowing, hard and I'm stuck in the office. Neither of the directors bothered coming in but me like a dumb ass decided to try and get here, and its shit. I want to go out and go sledging, build a snowman, have a snow ball fight with my mates and right my name in the snow after we've built a fire and drank whisky. Dammit, dammit to hell. Well fuck it, if neither of my fucktard bosses can be assed then why shoud I? I'm gonna sit here looking at the snow, play games on the interweb and, if it carries on snowing like this, go home at lunch, gather up the boys and go have some fun. Work is for pussies when its snowing, its time for fun. Now I just need to get my other half out of work too do we can go home and warm up;)
My life has been holy hell lately. Its like everything I have ever worked for is now swirling down the drain. I'm a senior in high school so I still live with my parents. My mom sat down with me a couple days ago and had a little talk with me. Of course I'm like great what did I do now? But it was far worse then that...She told me that if they dont come up with thousands dollars in 30 days they will take our house away. I guess that we owe the house payment place mad amounts of money. The sheriffs department keeps coming by our house and threatening to get an arrest warrant. We dont answer the door because if we do its called getting "served" ( i have no idea what that means). All I know is once we are "served" that if we dont come up with the money in 5-10 days then they will arrest my mom and dad and then send me and my sister away. So the options are get arrested and have our house taken away OR not get arrested and still have our house taken away. Great choices, huh? I will be 18 in September so my mom said she will sign my papers, but I dont want to leave my little sister. But anyways they had a couple thousand dollars saved up for me to go to college (which that money STILL wasnt enough to pay for it) and when she told me this I told her to use that money. Well they already used that money and the thousands of dollars they still owe is the remainder. I dont know how it got like this. I mean I always knew we werent rich or anything but I didnt understand the severity of the situation. My plan was to start college and a few months later to move out with my best freind Mandy. We were both really excited and couldnt wait, but now her parents are getting divorce and her mom is moving her to Montana with the rest of her moms family. Uh I live in Ohio, yeah thats really far. AND my other best freind Allie has to move to North Carolina because her moms company is moving her there. And to top all that one of my teachers is trying to get the school MAKE me go to therapy. He doesnt even know my situation. I listen to heavy metal and I wear black so of course there is something wrong with me. I came into school today and frankly I'm depressed, who wouldnt be? So he sends me down to the school counseler and of course that bitch (we have had problems like this in the past) automatically thinks I'm crazy and wanted to send me to the PYSCH WARD!!! WTF! (Like we have the money to pay for that) So I sit there and lie like I have never lied before. I finally convinced her that I'm sane enough to just have a therapist. And then when my teacher found out, he personally went down to the counselor and had a "talk" with her. He told me that "it was for my own good". Geez. And Im only half way through the day. After all this shit at school I needed to vent. LOL. So to break down the situation I am going to be homeless, freindless, and moneyless ( for college I mean). I had really big plans for myself and now I dont know how I am going to manage. I have worked really hard to get the good grades that I do and now in a second it was all for nothing.
Wow this is really long and I'm sorry for making you all read this, if you even got this far ;). But I can say that I feel a LITTLE better now. Sorry for wasting all your time... :rolleyes:
We dont answer the door because if we do its called getting "served" ( i have no idea what that means).
A person must officialy be served with certain types of legal froms to prevent them from saying that they never got the paperwork.
Now, here comes a little slice of heaven. Life outside of high school and your parents home is only going to be shittier than all of this stuff. Having friends move off or die or just fucking dissapear is the way it works. This isnt the movies, nobody knows eachother for ever. Losing a house sucks, of this there is no doubt. But let this serve as a life lesson for you. Everybody has big fucking pplans for themselves, few follow through. Obstacels greater than any of this are out there, just waiting for you to start feeling better so they can knock you down again. Dont waist time getting mad or frustrated or upset. Improvise, adapt and overcome.
Damn, thats rough. Just hang in there, something will turn up.
Now, here comes a little slice of heaven. Life outside of high school and your parents home is only going to be shittier than all of this stuff. Having friends move off or die or just fucking dissapear is the way it works. This isnt the movies, nobody knows eachother for ever. Losing a house sucks, of this there is no doubt. But let this serve as a life lesson for you. Everybody has big fucking pplans for themselves, few follow through. Obstacels greater than any of this are out there, just waiting for you to start feeling better so they can knock you down again. Dont waist time getting mad or frustrated or upset. Improvise, adapt and overcome.
A freakin men to that brother. I couldn't have put it better if I tried.
Well firstly parents were visiting an aunt some where nearby, so they decided to drop by and visit me too. Like always the end up leaving because I get in an argument with them about something, its sickening. Every time I see my mom now I feel like slapping the shit out of her, no matter what it is dropping a class or the way I spend my money, she has to be a bitch about it. Then my dad interjecting his little fucking sarcastic comments at every possible moment. To be honset the very only reason I put up with any of this crap is because they're my ticket through college. If only I could get in more hours at the bookstore *sigh*.
Pistachio nuts...I love the mother-fuckers, but as soon as I start eating them I can't stop. Fuck! Eat - Crack - Dispose - Eat - Crack - Dispose - Eat - Crack - Dispose...It never stops!
I am extremely pist now...This weekend was hell for me...
If I can get in the car with my girls n disappear I would...but I can't do that cause of my mother...N I am not pist at her. I am pist at my siblings...
Shit if I can take her with me I would..But I would not wanna risk that due to her health problems...
Everyone is on ur ass when they need something from u, but when it the other way around...They r the first ones to turn there backs on u...
Argh family..........
Okie dokie, here's what happened a few hours ago. I accidentally set a fire in my kitchen. That of course is a bad thing. I put some oil in the pan, turned on the stove and went to the fridge for a few seconds to get some eggs. I turn around, and there's a freakin' campfire in that pan! The fire must have touched the oil (and I put it a lot of the stuff in the pan) and voila, flambe! Well, it would be if I had put some food in.
Anyway, I stared at the fired for a few sexonds, thinking how oddly beautiful the fire is, then I tried to put it out by throwing a glass of tap water into the pan. Probably a bad idea, because it turned into an inferno! Then it slowly burned out. All that happened in under 2 minutes.
Long story short, my dad saw the stove and went just a teensy little nuts. I can accept the blame that I started the fire, but what made me mad was that my dad accused me of trying to lie, that the fire lasted about 20 minutes instead of 2. All because the stove looks very burned. Even though there isn't a mark on the kettle that's located just next to the frying pan and was consumed by the fire itself. I tried to explain, but he kept blowing me off, calling me a damn liar. Well, I added the 'damn', but I'm sure he was thinking it.
Now, I admit, I did lie to my parents a few times over the last few months, but they should have known that I would never lie about something as serious as a fire in the kitchen. I mean, there was only minor damage in the kitchen, the worst damage is to the an itself, which we can replace easily. But more than that, my point to this long-winded story is this: this is another example of my dad coming to his own conclusions, and sticking to it no matter what. It's been an old problem with him that I cannot stand. They see flaws me and nag at me to change them, but I can't do the same to them because "it isn't my place".
Maybe not when I was 9.
It happens. They'll forgive you, and next time, soak a tea towel in water and drape it over the pan.
I had a very similar problem with my dad. It got to the point where we could barely stand eachother. Gladly it's okay now, if that gives you hope.
I'm not sure if you just wanted to rate or are asking for advice, but just in case you are, I can tell you at least what I did was insist on their respect beyond and seemingly reasonable measure. Eventually they listened simply because it became easier to respect than not to (I believe that usually the reason for lack of respect is that it's continued over from childhood - that it's the easy way out. Even the teenagers are somewhat accepting of it, if they don't catch themselves). When they're "forced" to listen there's a good chance they'll be convinced by what you have to say.
Then, I'm not sure how much this is on your mind. It drove me crazy so I had huge fights with them and refused to give up. Question is if you're willing to go through all that...
My work had a change of owners on Monday, meaning that we got a new manager. The first thing that got me annoyed was that we were told zip about how the changeover was going to happen. So I just assume that everything is going to be the same as the previous owners. WRONG! We got all this stuff regarding our wages changed, we all got put back on probabtion for three months (even though most of us have been there for years) meaning they can sack us any time without warning, and all this shit about running the shop changed too.
Then on Tuesday, I had my first shift for the week, meaning I was meeting our new manager. All I knew was that she was 20 years old. I did not know her, so when she came in and I saw her for the first time I expected for her to introduce herself. But she didn't. So I got up to her and say "Hi, my name is Astrid, I don't think we've been introduced." And she doesn't even look at me and says "I'm Stephanie." So I think, well, I'll have another go at getting to know her later on. But every time I tried to talk to her during the day or be friendly to her, she just shut me down. So I start to think "well, whats the point of trying to be friendly if I'm not going to get anything back?" So I just kept doing my job till I went home.
Then yesterday I worked again, and she asked my about what I was doing about giving taste tests (something were supposed to do all the time at work) and I said "I would've done them if I had time" because I had been so busy and everyone else was not serving. So then she starts yelling at me (out the front of the shop in front of everyone) saying that I had a bad attitude toward her and that eveyone else had managed to do the tests, and that eveyone else had been really great toward her, except me. I tried to defend myself and she told me really aggressivley "If you don't like how this place is run, then you can get out!" So then I walk out the back because I am so pissed off and she follows me out and has another go at me! She was really aggressive toward me again, saying that "Just because you've been here three years...blah blah blah, you've got a bad attitude" and pretty much said I was an arrogant biatch. I try and explain my side of things but she started to talk over me. Now I was really upset, and I started to cry. Mind you, I have to be pretty upset to cry at work, and the whole time I've been there i've maybe cried 3 times. When I found out Mum had cancer, when my boyfriend was in hospital and they weren't letting me see him, and when my boyfriend broke up with me. So then shes like "oh don't cry!" How am I not supposed to cry when someone I don't even know has been yelling at me and not letting me talk????? I tried to explain to her again, but she just walked off and took a break, leaving me out the back crying and not knowing what the hell to do.
But I know what I'm gonna do now. I'm gonna quit and get a job where management is half decent. I'll go get a reference off my old boss (who thought that I was great). If they are gonna be like that, I'll quit on their asses.
pm me her name and address. I'll hunt that bitch down and kick her ass.
You shouldn't have to put up with that kind of shit, hon. Is she treating the other workers that way?
Maddox has the solution:
"headbutt her in the chest and walk the fuck out. 'No akward goodbyes, no 'still friends' bullshit, just a couple of bruised titties and a failed relationship.'"
I'm sorry that happened, sweetie. You could always move to America and work at Outback with me. It'd be nice to have a hot, real Australian working at our place, and the management is really cool.
Damn, that blows. I say go give the owners directly a piece of your mind just when you're ready to quit that shit. Then they might fire the uber-bitch for not handling her business professionally. You don't yell at a coworker in front of customers. That's so not a place where I would want to buy from. That's ridiculous.
Seriously, though, if you're going to quit, tell the owners about your mistreatment. That's just fucked up.
Or, Half-Baked style: "Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, you're cool, fuck you, I'm out." Pick up a bun (or any other soft item from where you work) and throw it at the manager, making sure it hits them in the face.
NMN - This chick Stephanie is the daughter of the owners! How bad is that!?!
DPD - You get me an airfare, I'll get my ass there for a job interview. And you called me sweetie! Brownie points scored.
Oh, and those are sweet ways of quiting. Maybe I could headbutt, say "Fuck you", throw the bun then walk out? Yeah, that could work.
PP - Ahh, I knew I could count on you if there was an ass to be kicked. And no, she has been perfectly friendly to everyone else. Bitch.
An update - This afternoon, my Mum (bless her) went into work and spoke to the owner about how unprofessional it was for Stephanie to yell at me at the front of the shop, and how she had crap people skills, and that I deserved an apology. She also said that it was like a slap in the face for me and everyone else to be put on probation when most of us have worked there for a year or more. And she finished by saying that what Stephanie did was harrasment and that they better watch out or everyone will quit! MEanwhile Grace (the owner) was apparently shitting herself. Thanks Mum.But still gonna quit on their asses. I went and applied to heaps of places today, so fingers crossed.......
Good times, Splint. That'll teach the whores. I also figured as much that the bitch was the daughter, cause a totally unrelated person would not be like that. Acting like a total slut in public was a dead give-away.
Was that enough mean names to her and them to make you a feel a bit better?
Wait, you forgot to call her a 'doo doo head'. But yeah NMN, that was awesome.
Damn. If I was you, SPlinter, I'd just stand there and take it. Hats off for walking out like that. She doesn't deserve a hard worker like you.
I'm too nice a person, so I'll just call her a prick and leave it as that.
And mazman, thanks for the tea towel suggestion, I was slapping my forehead and yelling, "Of course!".
Wait, you forgot to call her a 'doo doo head'. But yeah NMN, that was awesome.
My sincerest apologies, dearest.
I shall try much harder next time, the doo doo head meany mean bitch whore slut wanker insignifiCUNT little fuck of a manager.
Much better possum. Now, isn't rage on other peoples bahalf fun?
Oh, and those are sweet ways of quiting. Maybe I could headbutt, say "Fuck you", throw the bun then walk out? Yeah, that could work.
Hey, a combo....niiiiiiice. You'd get massive bonus points and maybe even a 1up for that one. Good luck with your job search, and hopefully you'll get hired by a place with decent managers/hours/pay/customers/etc. You seem to be keeping your head up about the whole situation, and I think that's the key.
Uhhh... what kind of business allows a 20 year old to be the manager anyways? She's not even through with college, if she went at all (unless, of course, if you Australians have some whacky different education system). No one that young should be managing a place. I bet she's lived a shielded, secure life - you know, one of those kids who would go to high school driving a BMW or Corvette. I say you hold her head under the sink full of water till the bubbles stop coming up.
Nope, she never went to Uni or anything...she's only two years older than me! Apparently she went to the same High School as me, but I never knew her. There is a God. Thanks for the well wishes DPD, I'm hoping too, just so I can do the "Headbutt, fuck you, throw bun, walk out" thing.
On a lighter note, Happy Easter everyone!
RL is really sucking right now...Who wants to run away with me???
Hell, I'll come. Where to?
I'm thinking of doing study a broad in Australia within the next year. Either that or moving there to help a co-worker open up a strip club.
You can all come and live with me. I'll take you in. And I promise you won't be found.
I don't think that helps your case.
Anyways, I'll be sure to tell you all how UT treats her guests. Morse code anyone?
....SOS?
I quit my sucky job today because I got a new one! Bye Bye stupid manager, hello underwear shop! Yes, I got a job selling womens underwear yesterday. How jealous are you boys? So today I handed in my resignation letter and uniform, but to my utter dissapointment the manager wasn't in, so I couldn't do the "Throw bun, headbutt, Fuck you, walk out", dammit. But I was dignified, so thats always good. I start my new job tommorow, so I can't wait.
Be sure to take pictures of you trying on the underwear and send them to dpd.386@gmail.com ...thanks! And good luck at the new place, Splint.
DPD, you win the prize of "Which male was going to reply first." Your prize is.....Um, I'll get back to you. Dunno if it going to be me trying on the underwear, but hey, if it happens, it happens! I'll sure as hell be making use of my staff discount.
Congrats on the new job, hon :) Remember: you can still always go in to your old job and do the bun/headbutt routine :D
Yes, I'm double posting, but seeing as it's been 14 days since the last post, methinks it's ok for once. Ha!
Ok, so on to topic: my painting teacher's a bigger doodie head than NMN. There's a big student art show at the end of the year, and this teacher requires each of his students to enter one painting in the show to recieve an A. No problem, right?
I work my butt off getting this one painting done so I can enter it, only to have him tell me he doesn't think it'd follow the show's theme (since when do student shows like this have themes?! I flipping asked him what the theme was, and he couldn't even get that back to me..arrgg...). Instead, I entered this crappy little painting that's still kind of fun. I hate to title my pieces, but it was a requirement for the show. Trying to be a model citizen, I followed the stinking rules and named the painting. heh, no one ever said titles have to fully fit their paintings. This landscape ended up being named "Dead Cat."
Good ol' teacher threw a fit and didn't tell me until TODAY (the deadline to enter was last week, which I'd met). He claims the title to be "too controversial and upsetting," so my painting won't be in the show, thus guranteeing me a grade less than an A. When I asked if I could enter another painting or something so that I COULD get an A, he said no because the deadline had already passed.
ARRRGGG!!! I'm just going to burn that stupid gallery on opening day. Or at least bomb his fucking office.
Thats amazing. My art teacher was exactly the same. You have go to him with an idea before you can start and he can either say thats good (Which he never does) or dispose of your idea completely and tell you EXACTLY what to do (Which he always does)
Correct me if I'm wrong but isn't art supposed to be:
a) An inidividual's emotions emerging in creative form
b) Provoking and to a certain extent, controversial
Anyway, I'm venting along with you...
I seriously need to vent, but I can't figure out what at.
Has anyone here seen The Hours? What would Julliane Moore's character vent at?
No one has seen your crazy Jewish movies, FYM!
PP, I'd bitch and complain and get my A. If he gave out the instructions so haphazardly, then there is definitely something you can do to get an A. Then, if all else fails, pull a Milton.
A Milton? I'm afraid I'm not familiar with your crazy yank slang.
Have you not seen Office Space?!?
yeah Milton! WOO!!
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actually, according to some stupid quiz, I'm a combination of Michael Bolton and Samir. Close enough. Next friday is Hawaiian Shirt day for one of my classes...coincidence?
First off, i had a shitty ass day at work. People were bitches, customers were bitches, the people i work with were bitches. I had to do all the fuckin work, again, bc the people they hire are legally retarded i think. I was REAL pissed after work.
Like thirty minutes after my shift I get a phone call saying that a friend of mine from back home commited suicide yesterday. We went way back so im all fucked up at this point. I try to get my mind off it, just doin a bucnh of stuff. I go over to my girlfriends house, and i pull up and park. I had to park down the road a little, like a little away from her house becausec there were other cars in front of her house. As im walking up, I see her come out of her house with her ex-boyfriend, and they have this long ass kiss. Then they say something to each other for a second, and he starts walking away. By this time, im walking up to the house, and she sees me, and the look on her face was...enough.
As im walkin up, i say, "kirstie, what the fuck!?!!?" or somethin like that, and then i stop in the lawn. The guy stops in front of me, and shes on her porch still. So im yelling at her, and shes saying shit like, "No! Its not what you think!" And im yellin at her like crazy. Then the guy...i think his name is Aaron or something, i forget...he says, "Hey, you better lay off..." and i said, "Hey, no ones talkin to you so shut just the fuck up" and then we all have some more words, and then she says something like, "Im so sorry!" and i said, "fuck you!" and then i started walking away. The guy says, "Hey! Nobody talks to a lady like that!" like some fuckin hero. This guy is definately larger than me, but at that point I didnt really give a shit about anything. So he walks at me and I just jump on his ass started beating the absolute shit out of him. Then i got up, and he gets up after a few seconds. Hes bleeding and shit from his nose. He starts to come at me, but kirstie grabs him. He turns around and fuckin shoves her over on the driveway.
Now, no matter how mad you get, you dont ever hit a girl. Ever.
He turned around and I jump on him for the second time I swear on my life, ive never wanted so hard to kill someone. Ive probaly broken his jaw and his nose,and she gets up. Shes crying because she hurt herself on the fall, and i just shake my head at her and leave.
Right now im just so depressed and pissed off I just dont know what to do.
Damn dude. That's the absolute pits. California drama right there. I hope that guy doesn't try to press charges or sue you or something.
Sorry man.
dude, that really sucks. Sorry you have to go through that shit, but I'm glad you stood up to the asshole for pushing her down like that. People in general are often stupid.
I am just so fucking sick of everyone its not even funny. Not all people, but for fuck's sake, I can't stand the sound of some people's voices. Some people trying to bring others down just because she can't get a date to the prom. Fuck. Weather sucks, The harder I try in school the worse I do, Smithy's sick, I'm sick but can't stay home, Can't drive my car right now. I give the fuck up.
I stabbed someone in the throat yesterday and I can't get the blood stains off of my hands or out of my clothes.
Try Oxyclean....apparently it will clean anything with the power of oxygen.
Please excuse me while I go stab myself in the neck with a butterknife. It sounds like a good idea, I've been inspired DPD, thank you
And if knives don't happen to be your slice of pie, as it were, try carving someone's heart out with a spoon, as I've found that using words is too easy and girls tend to threaten to commit suicide after you do it.
My work had a change of owners on Monday, meaning that we got a new manager. The first thing that got me annoyed was that we were told zip about how the changeover was going to happen. So I just assume that everything is going to be the same as the previous owners. WRONG! We got all this stuff regarding our wages changed, we all got put back on probabtion for three months (even though most of us have been there for years) meaning they can sack us any time without warning, and all this shit about running the shop changed too.
Then on Tuesday, I had my first shift for the week, meaning I was meeting our new manager. All I knew was that she was 20 years old. I did not know her, so when she came in and I saw her for the first time I expected for her to introduce herself. But she didn't. So I got up to her and say "Hi, my name is Astrid, I don't think we've been introduced." And she doesn't even look at me and says "I'm Stephanie." So I think, well, I'll have another go at getting to know her later on. But every time I tried to talk to her during the day or be friendly to her, she just shut me down. So I start to think "well, whats the point of trying to be friendly if I'm not going to get anything back?" So I just kept doing my job till I went home.
Then yesterday I worked again, and she asked my about what I was doing about giving taste tests (something were supposed to do all the time at work) and I said "I would've done them if I had time" because I had been so busy and everyone else was not serving. So then she starts yelling at me (out the front of the shop in front of everyone) saying that I had a bad attitude toward her and that eveyone else had managed to do the tests, and that eveyone else had been really great toward her, except me. I tried to defend myself and she told me really aggressivley "If you don't like how this place is run, then you can get out!" So then I walk out the back because I am so pissed off and she follows me out and has another go at me! She was really aggressive toward me again, saying that "Just because you've been here three years...blah blah blah, you've got a bad attitude" and pretty much said I was an arrogant biatch. I try and explain my side of things but she started to talk over me. Now I was really upset, and I started to cry. Mind you, I have to be pretty upset to cry at work, and the whole time I've been there i've maybe cried 3 times. When I found out Mum had cancer, when my boyfriend was in hospital and they weren't letting me see him, and when my boyfriend broke up with me. So then shes like "oh don't cry!" How am I not supposed to cry when someone I don't even know has been yelling at me and not letting me talk????? I tried to explain to her again, but she just walked off and took a break, leaving me out the back crying and not knowing what the hell to do.
But I know what I'm gonna do now. I'm gonna quit and get a job where management is half decent. I'll go get a reference off my old boss (who thought that I was great). If they are gonna be like that, I'll quit on their asses.
I HEARD ASSASINS ARE REALLY CHEAP THESE DAYS........ :D
$300-500 can get the job done and the body disposed of around here...that's for common street trash. As you make your way up the food chain, the prices grow exponentially.
Splinter, I just had something not unlike your situation happen today.
PEOPLE SUCK!!!!
here's the dealio:
I've worked at this ranch for the last several summers, but at the end of this past year, the old director retired. Now they hired this new guy that's only a couple of years older than me to run the place. I've met the guy, and admit he's a nice guy, although a tad on the fake side (spends most his time flirting and trying to impress those in higher positions, but doesn't give a shit about anyone else).
Still, I was excited about this summer, because I just love working there. I'd talked with the executive director quite a bit over the year, and knew that I had the job I wanted pretty much in the bag.
Well, I sent in my application to be rehired a month or so ago, and didn't hear squat back. So, I emailed the guy. Twice. Apparently, he doesn't understand the complex procedure involved with the "Reply" button. Anywho, he didn't call, didn't email, nothing. Last I heard from the executive director was that she'd find out what was up with him and tell him to get back to me.
Today I decided to take initiative and give him a call, only to find out he has no intentions of hiring me for the summer! Why? Because I'm "not qualified" for the fucking job. WTF?!?! I've had the same position for the last three years!!! He said that he would be "willing" to work around that and "let" me be a counselor in training for a week if I wanted. Let me clarify this: fourteen year olds are our typical CIT's, and they are on a volunteer basis only. I TRAIN the CIT's. I train the counselors. Why the HELL should I be a CIT? I'll be 21 in one month (exactly! woo!). This whole thing is a load of bullshit. I kind of want to go back to the executive director and ask her what the heck is going on, but I don't want to come off whiny.... lol, but here I am in the bitching thread.
I think I'm going to go beat the shit out of something now... people suck, especially guys.
damn pp that sux, i work at a resturant its fun cause i got my big brother as a bartender there so i mess wit him all the time
Basiaclly it sounds like they just dont want to pay someobdy to do that job anymore. Welcome to the fine world of fucking employees to save some money.
very tru TD cause u know they cant have us being successful
Yeah, tha fucking Man is always trying to keep us down. Wait...I am the Man. Fuck!
hahhaahhah, fucker stop keeping us down!!!...wait u keep us down to put urself up....stop keeping us down!!!
"We're not gonna take it...noooo, we're not gonna take it!!!"
Is that a Twisted Sister pin on your uniform?!?
"damnit jim ima doctor not a pool boy!"
So I broke somebodies heart last night. I didnt really want to, but it was better to do it now than wait and make it worse. I guess the bad part is that I didnt really care. Like the entire time I was trying not to laugh cause seeing her all crying and shit was funny to me for some reason. Its not that I was just trying to be a dick about, I just like pain, and I like seeing people in pain. Its kind of odd really. So now she is all kinds of hurt and whatever, said she is going to move back home next week. Well, thats it.
That's terrible TD! So I guess you're not feeling too broken up about it. Now all you need to do is find a girl who shares your interest in the pain and agony of others.
I know its terrible. I know I should be broken up about it, but Im not. I dont know why that is.
That's terrible TD! So I guess you're not feeling too broken up about it. Now all you need to do is find a girl who shares your interest in the pain and agony of others.
LMFAO, You buyin for the job veradis? It is kind of fun to watch someone squirm at times. I don't know. Call it the twisted bitch in me comming out. Then, There are times when you just want someone to understand you. Then you wake up and realize, That just isn't going to happen. Then, You go back to your old synical self. Life is good. lol
mmmm shit should i comment here, yeah why not. yes i can be pretty vindictive, nasty, bloodthirsty and at times, yep i enjoy pain. pain lets us know we are still alive and human. but theres times, where a little compassion is needed. now excuse, im hunting for the dictionary cause that word is similar to sympathy, subtle etc etc, i wasnt taught it.
SB and UT know me enough to get a chuckle out of that one.
No SB, I would rather shoot myself than have that job. Sounds like you're pretty qualified though lol.
Some people are cynical, and others just can't be. You can't change that- to each his own. It's the same with optimists vs. pessimists and things like that. It's just who you are.
No SB, I would rather shoot myself than have that job. Sounds like you're pretty qualified though lol.
Some people are cynical, and others just can't be. You can't change that- to each his own. It's the same with optimists vs. pessimists and things like that. It's just who you are.
Awe, Damn girl. That hurt. lol Not really though. We all learn to adapt in different ways to what life has thrown at us. Some become a bit tougher and colder and others keep that sweetness about them. It is cool. You stay that way too girl. There are enough of us tough bitches out there already. We need some of the sweet ones to even things out. ;)
Yeah she's really sweet dont you think suicide sweetheart? We should adopt her (not in a gay way).
She is a good person and a fellow clanmate. I enjoy having her around. Shit girl, We need to talk. Alot of stuff has been going on in the old rl. Need to pow wow.
uh oh that could be dangerous
LOL, Yeah, Especially a convo girl.
mmmm knowing how we talk, uhuh yep that is extremely dangerous
Pow-wow ... NOW (if you can)
Your damn straight Bart. lol
FOTH, I am at work and can't have my im up. Sorry girl.
yeah well it was a bit hard not to notice, i had dad now and then telling me to stop talking with u so he could talk to me lmao. mind u he was only stirring me up like he does.
NP SB. I left a message on your answering machine you can stop worrying.
And yeah Bartlett... a convo is a scary thought lol
LOL, I hear ya girl. Luckily, The kid was asleep or I would have had the same thing going on. It is really hard to catch me lately but, You managed quite nicely. That will teach me for not sleepin and being online at 4am won't it? LOL
Damn girl, That is great news. I will take the old cell phone and check messages now.
not sure bout the scarey thought thing, more the scarey action thing.
LMFAO, Well it wouldn't be boring I can tell you that. Got a lot to catch up on. I did not have time to fill you in on everything Bart.
well hopefully i will be here in the morning my time to talk to you,and catch up then
Sounds good to me girl. I will be there.
FOTH, You too missy. We need to catch up.
yeah we need to...
You got it girl. I am there. Reading now.
Or you could just continue spamming this thread into the ground.
Or you could just continue spamming this thread into the ground.
Piss off, You should talk.
Let him ... it's the only way he can get a hard on. Smoking your carpet again TD?
It is cool girl. We really do need to say on target of this thread. Lets just take it into pm.
Yes yes, please, take it into PM.
Everyone else, vent away!
Yes yes, please, take it into PM.
Everyone else, vent away!
LOL, You are late cutie. Already did. Do you want to vent? I will in a bit but, I am busy right now. Take my turn for me and vent like I know you can.
There's actually nothing wrong with spamming while we're in the Babbling Stooges, but I'm wondering what this thread's doing here in the first place. You can vent without spamming can't you?
Idiots. I never said to stop spamming, I encouraged it.
Or you could just continue spamming this thread into the ground.
Ah yes, now I see where I had said that people shouldnt spam. Cant believe I missed it when I was typing. Crazy.
pmsl, hes on about a comment he made earilier in the conversation. dont panic, i know whats hes going on about.
What are you on about?
Just ignore it FYM. I did. lol
Yes, ignored it so much so that you had to PM me about it. lol
I pm'd your ass about the first comment not the last smartassed remark you made. Get a clue.
FINALS FUCKING BLOW!!
I got a 55/120 on my fucking Spanish final because my goddamn friends stole my study guide.
I'll fucking stab them.
Well, at least I get to retake it.
That's funny... I got a 129/125 on my spanish final... Haha! Finals do undoubtedly blow, though... Personally, I'd light those kids on fire and watch their clothes melt to their bodies.
LOL, Yeah finals do blow. I have my spanish final comming up in a week. It shouldn't be that hard though.
Feeling a tad bloodthirsty today TINM? mmmmmm.. How fetching.
I'll fucking stab them.
That's the spirit! Stab everyone!
oh cool some fun.....finally
Finals suck, and studying for them is so overrated. It just takes up valuable sleep time, and if you don't know it, don't try to learn it at the last minute, it won't work. My life became so much easier when I decided to just wing it.
I hear ya girl. It does suck hard. I should be out having fun right now instead of doing online work in my class and posting here. I don't mind the posting here part but the online class is for the birds. Oh well, I will suck it up and get it done. It is still early and there is a lot that can still be accomplished in the day. Good luck with your finals.
Isn't it great when you can totally fail a final and still pull an A out of your ass? Man, this semester was full of that shit. Literally!
Ok, so how the hell does that work? Isnt a final supposed to be like 40% or more of your grade?
Actually, my philosophy final was 55% of my grade. Bullshitted the essays and got an A in the class. The only class I could really fail the final in was my Biology class. It's cause I had an A from lab and a decent A all throughout the semester. Good fucking times.
Whew!!
I took your advice NMN and did indeed pull an A- out of my ass.
Indeed this semester was...Sociology, Ethics, Women's Studies and English were all kinda like that for me, but I came out of it all with a 3.6 GPA, so I'm satisfied enough.
We did a study on this in one of my classes this year, but how good of students are all of you, seriously? People think that anyone who spends a ton of time online blows off their schoolwork, but my class found that many people who are active members in forums and continually im are actually very good students.
Graduated with a 3.6 GPA from highschool and currently have a 4.0 in college. Not really an overachiever either.
sorry id have to say im an average student
People think that anyone who spends a ton of time online blows off their schoolwork,
People think the right thing about me. I had a 3.3 GPA in high school without doing any homework, and a 3.8 GPA in college without doing much homework, however all I do is blow off work until the last minutes...I just work well under the pressure of a deadline and teachers like me because I tell them what they want to hear without making it seem like I'm doing that just to get the grade I want...fools!
i wish lmao. but honestly, i can compare because our gradings here in aussie are different to urs.
People think the right thing about me. I had a 3.3 GPA in high school without doing any homework, and a 3.8 GPA in college without doing much homework, however all I do is blow off work until the last minutes...I just work well under the pressure of a deadline and teachers like me because I tell them what they want to hear without making it seem like I'm doing that just to get the grade I want...fools!
Sound like you are an overachiever to me DPD. One can't live on paintball, booze, and brauds all the time now can they? I think that takes skill.
Actually, I'm an underachiever, as I could have easily graduated from a national top 10 university with a double-major and have a 60K+ annual salary set up for myself already, but I don't like to make things that easy on myself.
man i feel bad now, but im working on the career iwth the salary part. as for the make it hard on urself part, ditto, im notorious for that, but hey, what can i say.
Yeah, We all gotta start somewhere gang. It is all in the choices you make. The hard way is much more fun. Less pay, Thats for damn sure but, More fun non the less.
i figure we all learn somehow, and some ppl expect more of themselves. as for starting somewhere, im late then most, i dropped out of high school to accept the responsibility of raising them. its only now with them at school, that im going back to study. that way, when they reach thier teens, i can be qualified, can find a job, and know my kids r independant to a point.
Good job girl. I am doing the same thing. Better late than never I always say. Well done Bart. Keep up the good work girl.
yeah thanks for that. ive always known what i want, its just being patient to get it, i figure i work hard, i can make my dreams work.
You bet girl. Determination is the key to any success. Know what you want and go out and get it. I won't settle for anything less.
hahahahaha niether will i, settle for any less that is. and im betting half the members here are the same. guess thats a common thing with determined people. and as for you, ur a good woman. i admire what u have done, especially more so after the phone call yesterday we had.
Thanks girl. I do my best. You are a good one too Bart. Just stick to your guns girl as, I know you will. It will take you far.
Wow.
You girls suuuuure know how to talk on and on about nothing.
Hey, It is not nothing to us and we are venting in our own way so, Let us be boy wonder.
Hey, It is not nothing to us and we are venting in our own way so, Let us be boy wonder.
Your way of venting sucks.
Your way of venting sucks.
Ouch! *Tear* That hurt. NOT! Your way of modding my venting sucks in equal amounts so, I guess we are even. lol Meany.
Who said I was modding? Your sarcasm leaves much to be desired. Here, I've got just the thing:
"Sarcasm for Dummies!"
or perhaps you would prefer:
"The Idiot's Guide to Making Cutting Remarks on the Internet!"
Oh, Don't hate me because I am clever and beautiful. Hate me because you can.
Oh, Don't hate me because I am clever and beautiful. Hate me because you can.
Clever is an overstatement. You couldn't find your way out of a cardboard box.
LMAO, Oh now NMN, You know that is just too easy for me. I think I could manage it just fine. There really isn't much to it. I can manage my way around the ushop so, The cardboard box should be a snap. ;) I may still check those colorful books out though. Can I borrow your copies ? They seem to have done wonders for you.
I hate the guy who invented the fucking Hewlett Packard Color Lasterjet 2500 printer. This is the 3rd rotting time in less than 1 month that the bloody thing starts eating paper and spits out coal when it's not crumbling or jamming or whatever.
May his balls shrivel and drop off, his intestines rot, his wife sleep with the local football team, take pictures and offer them to him at his birthday.
How's that for venting?
Nice work, but I still say you really should eat his kids, too.
LMAO, Oh now NMN, You know that is just too easy for me. I think I could manage it just fine. There really isn't much to it. I can manage my way around the ushop so, The cardboard box should be a snap. ;) I may still check those colorful books out though. Can I borrow your copies ? They seem to have done wonders for you.
I can color inside the lines, thank you!
I'll do that if they ever start getting interested in designing printers. By then there will be more to eat as they probably will have fleshed out somewhat. *grin*
We did a study on this in one of my classes this year, but how good of students are all of you, seriously? People think that anyone who spends a ton of time online blows off their schoolwork, but my class found that many people who are active members in forums and continually im are actually very good students.
I've maintained a 4.0 throughout all of high school so far with mostly honors credits... I don't know, I never really did a shit ton of homework. I'd usually have an hour or so each night... Procrastination is something I absolutely love, so there have been several all-nighters. It is funny, though... I'm probably the only person ranked in the top 10 of the school that drinks and partays and, ya know, has fun.
Whoever the fucker was that stole my car today, be warned - The cops are onto you and when I find out who it was, I will rip your freaking balls off! And If you don not have balls, I will take to you with a cricket bat. Sons of Bitches.
bloody studies, damn stupid tafe makes us pays for the bloody text books, and i find out tonight, that i couldve saved money because the company that supplies the bloody things does free downloads of the books off thier site. fucking assholes. i just wasted a hell of alot of money on text books i coulda gotten free.
Whoever the fucker was that stole my car today, be warned - The cops are onto you and when I find out who it was, I will rip your freaking balls off! And If you don not have balls, I will take to you with a cricket bat. Sons of Bitches.
Oh damn, That sucks girl. I hope you find the fucker that did it and do exactly what you said. Some fried balls would be good justice.
Whoever the fucker was that stole my car today, be warned - The cops are onto you and when I find out who it was, I will rip your freaking balls off! And If you don not have balls, I will take to you with a cricket bat. Sons of Bitches.
Sheesh. Okay, okay, I'll give it back.
Yeah, because a cricket bat in the side of the head isn't a good look.
EDIT// I GOT MY CAR BACK! I got a call from the cops at 12.30 this morning saying that it had been dumped on the outskirts of where I live, up to the axels in mud. Apparently whoever stole it had run it off the road at high speed but got bogged, so just left it. There was no damage, and all my stuff was still in the car. The cops just have to fingerprint it. Also, I know it wasn't a Collingwood supporter that stole it, because my Geelong sticker was still ont eh back. So all is well.
Splint, I am very glad to hear you got your car back and in total form. You got lucky girl.
Ok, I need to vent. My damn check engine light keeps comming on and it is pissing me off. I have done everything I know to do aside from taking it into the shop which, I am not gonna do on a holiday weekend. Luckily for me, The gang is not letting me off the hook that easily. They are comming to pick my ass up and take me to the lake where they have promised to get me completley hammered. Yippy! Guess that means, I can take care of the car later. Fucking car. Arrrrrrrgggggggg... Vent over.
That's too bad sb, but have fun at the lake! I'm sick of having a crappy car also, but if I got it completely fixed it would cost more than the car is worth. My check engine light goes on and off about 23 times whenever I drive it. Oh well. Since it's an old car, at least I can have fun with bumper stickers!
LOL, I know the feelin girl. I got the car fixed though. It purrrrrrrs now. I had a great time at the lake. Thanks. I just fixed a horrible drink though. Sucked. Need a refill now. What bumper stickers do you have on your car?
hehe I just got back from the lake too. On my car there's a couple of bands that you've probably never heard of- fm static, relient k, kutless, and local bands. Also I have some Strong Bad & Teen Girl Squad stickers. Good times.
Outstanding. Hope you had a good time at the lake girl. I just got back from sitting poolside for a bit eating some cherries and dipping them into a pitcher of margaritas. Hell yeah! Good times. I like the stickers.
Nice! That sounds like fun. And I actually got back from the lake after my trip to Chicago. It was amazing; I'll post some pics up as soon as I get them developed.
Yeah, It is a good time had by all. It doesn't get dark around here until after 9pm so, We party all day off and on. I am going back for a bit in a little while. It is just next door so, I will be grabbing something to grill and more booze. We still have some fireworks left too so come nightfall, we should have a good show going.
Sounds good girl. Can't wait to see them. I am glad you had fun in Chicago too. I have relatives there but, Have not been in a while.
There are several things I can vent about right now, but I'll just choose the most exciting one.
We live in one of those subdivisions with a neighborhood homeowner's association and covenant (legally written set of rules stating what you can and cannot do on your property). Usually, I'd say this is a good thing. There needs to be some sort of structure set up in neighborhood's like this. When the homes in the neighborhood are worth hundreds of thousands of dollars, it's nice to know that that value won't be brought down by a bunch of hicks who move in and decide to turn their front lawn into their living room.
Now, we have a neighbor next door, Dale, who has never liked us ever since we moved in. He's a wee man; I'd say 5 foot 6 or so. So, Dale has an inferiority complex. Here he is, a man in his mid 50's with such height, living in Foxmoor Estates (the name of our neighborhood). What a better way to express your superiority than becoming president of the homeowner's association. We're a threat to him, however. My parents are 15 years younger, have four children (two more than him), and live next door! My God! We even have a Corvette... something that he can't afford, even in his old age. Of course, I'm not sure how much money he could be making as an entrepreneur...
So he's been an ass to us ever since we moved in. Now, last week we decided to get an above ground pool. To do this, we need to draw up a plan and submit it to the architectural planning committee (fancy name for 3 board members who can't even spell architectural) for approval. Well, 2 of the 3 board members are our friends and approved it. Dipshit Dale didn't, however. He rejected it, and sent us a letter listing the revisions we needed to make in order to get it approved. Alright... We make the revisions, send it back, and we get another rejection letter. This letter was signed only by Dale, because he didn't run it pass the other board members. No, instead he sent it against their will. Finally, we decide that enough is enough, and we call the board members to our house for a meeting. Dale didn't want to go at first, but he soon realized he had no choice, since he, after all, is the frickin' president.
We talk and whatnot, and bullshit is spewing from his lips. We ask him why we can't have the pool. He says that the covenant forbids above ground pools. The fucker thought that if he simply told us that, we'd take his word for it. He didn't count on us having a copy of the covenant right there in front of him. So we ask him to show us... He refuses to. We're like, "Dale, we're asking you as the president to help us out here. We honestly can't find that part in the covenant."
No. He's not gonna look for it. Why? Because he fucking knows it's not there. Finally another board members takes the covenant and looks at it, tells Dale it's not in there, and says that the covenant only states that above ground pools must be approved by the board.
"Well that's it... the board won't let you."
"Dale... you just told us it was the covenant that forbids the pool, now you're saying it's the board?"
Ok, fine, whatever buddy. We ask him to state what exactly are the objective reasons for rejecting the pool. After all, we have a right to know.
He tells us to revise our plans with the things he listed... The thing is, we already addressed those concerns in the first revision. When we tell him this, he starts making up new things we have to put in the plan. Finally, we're like, "Dale, if we jump through all these hoops you throw at us, in the end, will we get a pool?"
The fucker's silent.
"Dale... hello?" My mom's waving her hand in front of him. "We're over here." He's not looking at us. "If we jump all the hoops, will we get a pool in the end?"
"You know what... before we get started... I think we're done." He tries to walk out of the house, and we say "Dale... You don't need to leave, the only thing you need to do is answer a simple yes or no question. Will we get the pool in the end?"
"Well, I'd have to look at the plan."
"Dale! It's an easy question! IF the plan meets ALL of YOUR requirements, will we get a pool?"
"No."
"Why?"
"It's the board's decision."
"Well we don't think the board is unanimous. Jeff and Jim are fine with it. It isn't the board or the covenant that won't let us get this pool. It's you. You, personally, don't want this pool, do you, Dale."
"No. I don't want this pool. And from this day forth, above ground pools are forbidden."
WHAT?!? Now he's acting like a fucking child! We actually laughed out loud at that. "*chuckling* What are you doing, Dale? You can't just make up the rules as you go along."
After that, he goes on some rant about how we never talk to him and we're bad neighbors, blah blah blah... My dad's like, "This has nothing to do with the matter at hand... We've got our answer. You won't let us get the pool because YOU don't want it. Thank you for coming, gentlemen, we'll be calling our attorney shortly. Until then, we're about to eat dinner..."
We're meeting with a lawyer today to sue him for discrimination.
Hat's off TINM. I am so glad you and your family are not going to take that shit from some middle aged retard with a complex. Take it to him. Maybe by the end of all this, old Dale will be buying the pool for you. Sweet! Keep us posted. This should be good.
I'm only going to vent in general terms.
I'm worn out.
Life's kicking my ass in so many venues I wouldn't know where to begin.
I'm stretched too thin...don't get more than 3 hours of sleep on average EVER...
Stressed out about family...
Stressed out about work....
I really feel like I could snap at any moment.
And the few people I have that help me stay sane and grounded, I'm grateful for...
but I'm still feeling the stress weighing heavier and heavier.
I need a break....a release....or else i really AM going to kill someone.
Sad but true. Never wanted to reach the point where I felt like this. As I drive home I turn the music up louder than I should and I scream the lyrics of every angry song I can find, just to get out some of the aggression.
The day is coming. I have to do something soon...
You know my comments to this and you know, I got your back.
I know just the person to kill Hit, want a name? And i got your back too...
I'll add it to my ever growing list...
...and I'll do it for free if it'll make me feel less stressed....;)
Outstanding. Get a pen and paper Hit, I bet there are a couple of names FOTH and I could put on your list.
....Feeling better already....Lock and load baby...
mmm... Glad to hear it. I got both of my guns ready to fire too baby.
There was a topic here somewhere...ah, there it is.
I was listening to the radio in my car the other day, something that I don’t do often, and became very quickly annoyed. Why the hell is that DJ’s think they are so important that they can just talk through every song they play? Why do they seem to think that I turn on the radio to listen to them and not to music? I remember growing up listening to the radio and it was very different from the crap they have on today. It used to be that hearing the DJ talk was pretty rare, their job was just to play the damn music. And when they did talk it was in a soft tone and at most gave the name of the last song and the artist before more music was played. Back then if a DJ decided to talk during the intro of song he would have been shot. This may just be something petty but it really annoys me.
Dude, that's why NOFX made their song "Please Play This Song On the Radio" but then the lyrics quickly take a dive to hatred.
"Right about this time, some shithead will be trying a fat fucking line
Over the title
On the backswing
What an asshole!
So Mr. DJ, I hope you already made your segway
Or the FCC's gonna take a shit right on your head."
God I love that song, and yeah, DJ's piss me off with that shit too.
Yeah, It all sucks and they don't play music videos on MTV like they use to anymore either.
Ok. So, I get out of the shower today, get myself and my kid dressed and ready to go, get to the car and put the key in to start it up. NOTHING HAPPENED! With white nuckles, I try to calmly ask my daughter, Honey, When I asked you to go to the car last night and get me something, Did you close the door and did the light go off? With a complete look of fear in her eyes because, she could see the look on mommy's face, she timmidly said, No. Did you touch anything else in the car? I turned the lights on because, I like looking at the image they make on the side of the house. OMG, It really took some restraint on my part not to overreact and scare the hell out of her. I promptly told her, Get your ass in that house now. Moving very quickly, she did. I (low moment of my adult life here) had to call my parents to come and get me until, I can get off work to deal with the car. That was a damn fine car ride in its own. Needless to say, I am at work and just oh so happy to be here.
There was a topic here somewhere...ah, there it is.
I was listening to the radio in my car the other day, something that I don’t do often, and became very quickly annoyed. Why the hell is that DJ’s think they are so important that they can just talk through every song they play? Why do they seem to think that I turn on the radio to listen to them and not to music? I remember growing up listening to the radio and it was very different from the crap they have on today. It used to be that hearing the DJ talk was pretty rare, their job was just to play the damn music. And when they did talk it was in a soft tone and at most gave the name of the last song and the artist before more music was played. Back then if a DJ decided to talk during the intro of song he would have been shot. This may just be something petty but it really annoys me.
The one good thing about my shithole of a town: The three good radio stations do not speak over the music. They respect the music.
Right. I posted this in my blog, but I feel like putting it here because it roasts me that much. It happened this morning on my way to work.
A Simple Lament
Stupid fucking LAPD pigs who are so fucking idiotic that they would pull me over on my way to work and give me a stuid ass hassle of a bloody fx-it ticket that has "no fine" but you have to pay the court for processing and pay the DMV for the new plates. The reason I got pulled over, fair reader, is because instead of a front license plate, I have a United States Air Force plate that has an insignia and the wording. Stupid California and it's retarded rule that you have to have a front license plate, FOR THE SOLE REASON that red light cameras can take a picture and they can send a ticket to the resepctive owner through the mail for running a red light. Because other than that, there's no goddamn purpose to it. Also, the LAPD really knows how to be subtle about it too, and they like to take their time. On my way TO WORK, FOR FUCK'S SAKE. But alas, they don't care if I'm late. God knows I run red lights all the damn time. It's my favorite thing to do. I get kicks out of it. For shits and giggles.
No front license plate. Give me a goddamn break. My fucking taxdollars are for that shit? So the LAPD, whom I pay the salary for, pull me over, waste my time, and give a me a fix-it ticket for a front license plate? When there's more than enough speeders, drug dealers, domestic disturbances, and killers to keep them good and occupied? "To protect and serve" my ass. Who are they protecting? No one except their own asses because they have to fill out their stupid fucking quota on the last day of the month. Who are they serving? Definitely not me. Maybe the state to get more money out of me. They should change their lame ass slogan to "To inconvenience and annoy". Too much political bullshit in that damn department for anything to get properly done.
That was my first time getting pulled over for anything. And for a fix-it ticket? If you're gonna waste my time with that shit, at least pull me over for some traffic violation. My car drives. It has up to date registration, and I have proof of insurance. Is the lack of a regular front license plate really hurting anybody? Does that law really need to be in the Vehicle Code?
Jesus titty fucking Christ, I CANNOT wait to get the fuck outta this city. Move my ass to Australia or something. Anything is better than this hell-hole where normal upstanding citizens are accosted for petty-ass bullshit.
/end rant
That massively sucks, man. Burn the LAPD, burn it all down.
Damn the man NMN, damn the man. I say they just picked on you because you are so damn cute.
I'm mad at all the Nazis. How dare they say anybody is inferior to anybody else? My grandmother was thrown into a Nazi work camp just because she was a Pole. They killed millions. Allbecause of some "Master Race" delusion. Idiots. And recently, in Toledo. They knew what would happen, so why did they even organize the march in the first place?
-Snoopy
Simple: Attention. They wanted some media coverage and they got just that.
I would like to take this time to tell you how much I hate some regular customers that I get at my waitressing job. A father with his four kids comes in every week. The father is always a rude pig to me, and the kids have no respect whatsoever for anyone else in the restaurant. This family actually lives just down the road from me. Last night, they come in, get their usual table, eat, whatever. They were actually pretty well behaved. They eat and then all the kids go into the Ladies. I can hear laughter and such, but think nothing of it. They leave, and because its getting toward closing time, I head off to clean the toilets.
THOSE LITTLE SHITS DESTROYED THE LADIES!
Between the four of them, they blocked the toilets, blocked the sinks, left the water running, stuck paper to the mirrors with soap, stuck paper to the roof, tipped the bins over, everything. It took me a good half hour to make it presentable again. And that was just the Ladies, I still had to do the Mens and Disabled ones too. The kids are like 10 years old! Terrorists in training, I swear. Next time they some in, I'm gonna throttle the buggers, then roof rock their damn house.
Holy fuck. Can't you have them banned or something?
Want some help in killing them next week babe? I'll ring ASIO and you start cleaning the guns.
OH MY FUCKING GOD. (me)
How HARD can it be. to download a single fucking file from your HOTMAIL ACCOUNT.
"It will take me three hours to figure it out"
HELLO WAKE UP YOU EGOCENTRIC BITCH.
ITS THE EASIEST THING TO DO.
But NO the bitch always needs help.
WITH EVERYTHING.
ALWAYS WHINING.
FUCK
I want to shoot her.
The kids in her class like the bitch. But what the hell.
They only like her because she doesnt punish.
Her classes suck. She doesnt really teach them.
As a punishment (Go outside and go pickup nuts, or run around or something to cool off)
GOD THE KID NEEDS TO BE HANDLED NOT FREED.
Now FINALLY she got told.
"Dont go outside with your class if you feel you can handle them. Just make them write something instead of sending them outside."
SHE is REALLY the DUMBEST piece of SHIT I have ever seen.
Even my Mother knows Hotmail. even my MOTHER could teach.
Ah well jsut another day at work.
IT man at school is fun.
but NOT when you have such a dumbfuck near...
Oh yeah.
About those kids?
They all get set back when they are advancing to the next class.
they all need extra attention to learn what they havent learned at the class they are in now.
FUCK. GET HER ASS FIRED AND FIND A NEW TEACH
Want some help in killing them next week babe? I'll ring ASIO and you start cleaning the guns.
Yes! Thankyouplease. Knew I liked you for a reason!
I don't fucking believe this, I have some retarded fucking friends, I finally seem to be hitting things off with someone and they have to fucking interfere.
I don't think they're trying to make my life a misery but their doing a damn good job.
I swear it took all my self control not to bust some skulls open, ack, people don't seem to understand that I have a life, a life they should't interfere in and I swear if I can't fix things, I'm gonna shoot someone right between the eyes, because I've had just about enought of this bullshit.
Venting.
Over.
Sorry to drag up an older thread, but I need to do some serious ranting here. Anyone hear about the Princess cruise ship that caught on fire a few days ago? That was definitely the one I was planning to go on next week. This is my senior trip, and we've been planning it for a year and a half. A bunch of my friends and their families were going; there's 37 of us all together. So a little over a week before we leave, our ship is destroyed, |