Have You Ever Gotten Tired of It All?

[The Metal Maniac 0]

The guy that invented that stuff really intended something deeper with his product

 

He was trying to make a substitue for rubber, actually.

[Lightning Flik 0]

And I was really hoping God would show up. It would be a nice to see the Almighty One, after I get through hell.

 

Life sucks, but it's hardly hell for you right now, although I get the feeling that you were half joking there anyway. Wait until you're homeless and hungry before talking it up that far.

 

And I didn't want truthful responses? You didn't happen to read my posts with Red Hot Thumbtack In The Eye. Did I get reassurances from him? No. Yet, he was at least more sensible about answering than you have been.

 

Oh no, you got plenty of reassurances from me. I just haven't yet fallen back on annotating *hugz* and explicitly tried to placate you.

 

In a nutshell though, things are not as bad as they feel. Of course nobody is unique in feeling that it is when a shit storm happens. You have the capacity to care for yourself and those around you, so you have options. It's just a matter of clearing the haze out and getting to it once your luck and circumstance starts to improve.

I was joking, as God has far better people than I that He should assist. I'm just the run of the mill guy who's just frustrated.

 

I was more meaning reassurances that everything would work out in the end Thumbtack. You more or less have just been supportive, yet not conceding that "all will be well", which is the opposite of what Shoes Head has been implying is what all I want.

 

And no, I don't want a hug or something from anyone. My puppy, Wookie, does that enough nowadays. Just wanted to get this off my chest and move on. I wasn't really planning on spilling my life problems in this thread. Just explain why I'm down and see if anyone's been at the point I'm at.

[Red Hot Thumbtack In The Eye 0]

I was more meaning reassurances that everything would work out in the end Thumbtack. You more or less have just been supportive, yet not conceding that "all will be well", which is the opposite of what Shoes Head has been implying is what all I want.

 

If you cause it to be, then it will be.

 

Just explain why I'm down and see if anyone's been at the point I'm at.

 

I've been homeless and hungry, so I'm really not going to offer a ton on this since you're posting this from your pc presumably after or during your daily classes. Other than that you've got a long way down to go before it's the worst it can be. That said, I do fully understand and empathize with your situation because it's far from ideal. You're just paying your dues.

 

And you named your dog wookie...minus 10 million points to you.

[Dr. Tom 0]

Play poker. If you play well, you'll make enough money on the side to keep afloat without having to sell things off or take an actual job and break your byzantine financial aid terms.

[Lightning Flik 0]

Just explain why I'm down and see if anyone's been at the point I'm at.

 

I've been homeless and hungry, so I'm really not going to offer a ton on this since you're posting this from your pc presumably after or during your daily classes. Other than that you've got a long way down to go before it's the worst it can be. That said, I do fully understand and empathize with your situation because it's far from ideal. You're just paying your dues.

 

And you named your dog wookie...minus 10 million points to you.

Well I thank you at least for being nice about this. And yes, I'm definitely better off than most people, I ain't complaining about that. Just as you pointed out, the situation isn't the best...

 

Nice guess that I'm posting during college classes (actually, during my breaks).

 

And dammit, I didn't get a choice on the dog's name. It came home with my parents and they were like "we named our dog, Wookie, cause he looks like one." Yet the dog ends up thinking I'm his master.

 

Play poker.  If you play well, you'll make enough money on the side to keep afloat without having to sell things off or take an actual job and break your byzantine financial aid terms.

I'm not that good at poker. Decent enough, but not good enough to play with money on the line.

[Red Hot Thumbtack In The Eye 0]

And dammit, I didn't get a choice on the dog's name. It came home with my parents and they were like "we named our dog, Wookie, cause he looks like one." Yet the dog ends up thinking I'm his master.

 

This is no excuse.

[Lightning Flik 0]

...dammit. I probably would even lose more points admitting that I changed my lovebird's name from Eggnog (store's name for her) to Coco, eh? Edited October 13, 2004 by Lightning Flik

[Red Hot Thumbtack In The Eye 0]

Eggnog > Coco

 

But as names...draw game.

[Guest Agent of Oblivion]

Eggnog is fucking PUTRID. Worst beverage there ever was.

[Use Your Illusion 0]

You people make me purge

[Red Hot Thumbtack In The Eye 0]

Eggnog and rootbeer paralyzers are a grand christmas treat. Worst beverage is any form of the new sugar coolers like Mike's hard or the Smirnoff ones.

[Guest Shoes Head]

Damn, this thread reminded me it's Eggnog season once again.

 

::goes to store::

[The Czech Republic 0]

I'm tired of it all too right now. I want to escape. I just really need a vacation.

[MrRant 0]

Czech is still toying with his bitch...

[theintensifier 0]

Have You Ever Gotten Tired of It All?

 

Absolutley.

 

The last few months for an instance, has just been unbearable.

 

I'll start off with work. I'm 19 years old, and I am 2nd in charge of the kitchen on the night shift at the Big Boy I work at. That's a lot of responsibility, especially when my restaurant grosses over $1.5 million a year. And what makes it worse it that my mother is the General Manager, and my sister is the Night Shift Manager. Damn. A lot of my friends work there, and when you get a whole bunch of 18-19-20 year old guys around, things get crazy. But I'm not allowed to mess around with my friends, due to my mom and sister running the place. I'm held to a higher standard. It blows. I also don't get shit for time off around that place. Everyone else in the kitchen, above or below me get tons of time off. The most time I've had off since the summer began was on my graduation, and it was three days. Three fucking days off. The kitchen manager just got off 5 days in a row off, and has the nerve to come back and say he's tired. WTF?! I'm stressing out, so I like anyone who stresses out takes it out on whoever pisses me off. One of my buds pisses me off, and I blow up on him. Then he's pissed at, won't talk to me, etc. I got to the point where I was going to quit, but I decided not too, due to what I make an hour, since I wouldn't be able to make anything close to it anywhere else in my town. Anyway, word gets back to my mother that I am just stressing to the max, and she chews my ass out for not telling her about it. She doesn't understand how mean and bitchy she is sometimes. She tells me that I HAVE to take a week off of work, no questions asked.

 

Ok, now to the relationship I just got out of. I made another thread about this in the Sex & Dating forum. Anyway, I was dating this girl who I worked with for a little over 5 months. She was the only girl I have EVER done anything with, meaning she took my V card. A little over 3 months in, everything went to shit. She stopped talking to me, probably related to me stressing about work. We broke up over the phone, when I was at work! Damn. I was actually ok with it, because I was really unhappy with her, things weren't 50 / 50 like they should be. I had a fear she might have been pregnant due to the first time I had sex with her, it was unprotected, I know I fucked up. I asked her if she was preg, she says no. I was like sweet, no worries. WRONG~! I get a e-mail from her mother a few days ago telling me that she was indeed pregnant, but she had a miscarriage!!!! Good fucking lord...I was so upset that she lied to me. I helped create the life, and they couldn't tell me. But here's where it gets interesting: Her mother tells me that she was 8 weeks along with her pregnancy. OK. I first had sex with her on August 18th, 8 weeks is 56 days, so that means she would have had her miscarriage on October 13th, this last Wednesday. Her mom told me she had the miscarriage on October 1st. Yeah, it pretty much means she is either lying about the whole thing / or she cheated on me. I was pissed that I left some of my stuff over there too, some of my puroresu comps, and some sweet hoodies. She comes into work the other day and gives my stuff to a waiter, since I didn't want to talk to her. Everything was there, and in good shape. When I get home and check my e-mail, theres a message from her and her mom. They were both pissed that I didn't talk to them. I was like whatever. I told them I'd be friends so I'd quit getting harassed by them.

 

I have also had a pretty serious finacial loss. I lost over $3,000 in August / September due to accidents. 1 was my fault, the other was not. I had planned on going to college, but I can't now. Cannot afford it, plus I don't think I could have handled the extra stress.

 

Then, all of my uncles on my mother side have heard word that I was planning on joining the Marine Corp. next summer. They were all in the Corp. and they have been at me about it every fucking time they see me. Even my dad is at me about it, keeps asking me when I'm going in, etc, etc. And I told him that I wanted to do basic in San Diego, and he told me he wouldn't be willing to fly to California (I live in Michigan). That really sucks, it's going to be the greatest moment of my life to that point, and he says he won't be there for me.

 

WHEW, I feel better now, venting is a good thing. It could be bad if you vent to the wrong people and they give you bad advice or be complete dicks.

[The Czech Republic 0]

Czech is still toying with his bitch...

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