YOU KNOW WHAT I ABSOLUTE DESPISE?

[bespecledcow]

^Oh, that pisses me off too! I see a lot of authors get recommended, and not that I think I'm the best author, but I sure as hell know I write better then they do. -_- If it helps, I recomend you when I see questions on livejournal for RoyEd darkfic. Don't see it often, but I know I've done it at least once.

[taranova]

^ Well, then you are my favoritest person in the world right now.

[PuzzleChick]

Yeah, I know what you mean, Tara. Except you're a better writer than me, so it's probably more frustrating for you. xD I also rec you if someone asks for RoyEd, but since I don't really run in any FMA circles besides this forum, I don't get much opportunity to.

As for what I despise...

I'm pretty sure I've ranted on here before about despising being helpless. I'm saying it again. Because it sucks. Why aren't there magic words to help people. Why can't I somehow do something ridiculous and impossible and fix things? I WOULD give up my happiness to give it to someone else, I would gladly take on bad things to prevent them from happening to her, so why isn't that option available in the real world? Instead I just sit here and write fanfic and blog about fandoms and act like everything is fine, except everything isn't fine because someplace in the world someone I love is unhappy, and I can't fix it, and that can never be fine.

[bespecledcow]

*Hugs*

I'm sorry Puzzle. I know how awful that is. I really really do. I know it won't make things any easier, but sometimes if you are just there for the person you love, it does help. *hugs*

[helle is a SLYTHERIN <3]

SO.
I thought that I lost my iPod nano last school year. Only, I looked everywhere in my room and in the entire house and never found it.
AND TODAY.
My one friend (well, not really friend anymore - shit happened at prom, but this was after I lost my iPod) came in today with an iPod that looked exactly like mine.
Now, let me get this straight: I had an old as fuck iPod Nano 3rd generation. I got it for Christmas when I was thirteen, and, even though all of the music I had on there was pretty much shitty scene kid music, it was still MY iPOD.
It had a dent next to the screen, exactly where mine did, and I'd used the aluminum from gum wrappers on the back on mine, and there was some stuck to hers. I mean. Okay, black iPod nano 3rd generation? Coincidence. "Cool, I had one just like that!"
But with the same dents?
I mean, the music was completely cleared, I don't remember my serial number on it, and I didn't check to see if the name was the same (she could have changed it).
I know that I might be being paranoid, but just.
She stole my calculator last year because she thought that it would be funny. It wasn't. I had a math test the day after, and I failed it because I didn't have a calculator. I only got that back because she'd given it to my one guy friend (who basically everyone thinks likes me) and he gave it back to me when I saw him in class.

I just.
I don't know.
I don't want to blame her for it, but the only time I left my bag unattended was in theatre, and she was in that class, and she could have easily taken it and hidden it from me, and then only pulled it out once she thought I'd forgotten that I lost it.

And honestly? I was fine with my nano missing. But then I lost my iPod touch backstage (well, it was stolen, along with $60. No one owned up to it, but come on. It's there when I get there and gone when I go to get dinner after the show? Someone stole it.)

I generally try to be optimistic about things like this, because honestly, I don't want to think ill of people that I'm surrounded by constantly, but still.
I don't know.
This is annoying, and I wish I could find out if it were really mine. Not that she'd ever tell me, and she'd get pissed at me and whatnot, but still.

[piedpiperpluto]

So I was working on a pic for the SGB exchange, when my computer shuts off because the charging cable fell out.



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[helle is a SLYTHERIN <3]

Nov 8, 2011 20:43:11 GMT -5 piedpiperpluto said:

So I was working on a pic for the SGB exchange, when my computer shuts off because the charging cable fell out.

1. you've overcharged it and spent the battery. Expect that when you do that.
2. You use a PC

[helle is a SLYTHERIN <3]

I despise how I can't have a good day without having a totally shit one following it.

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My mum threw out her back a few months ago and has basically been unable to work. I'm not allowed to work, because she wants me to focus on schoolwork, as it's my senior year. My dad's a dick and won't pay his child support because he hates my mother and thinks that she's faking herniated disks. Basically all we have right now is my mother's workman's comp (she threw her back out at work, at least), and my grandmother's (who lives with us) social security.
Now, we rent a fairly big house. Five bedroom, two bath, two story Victorian. It's like $980 a month which is cheap for this area, but we still can't really afford it anymore. We have a gas stove, which my grandmother left on for god knows how long the other day, which means that - hey, we're out of hot water as well as a means to cook 90% of the food that we have!
My mum's taken to taking out loans to pay bills, which is just really bad and now she's about $600 overdrawn at the bank, and all of my grandmother's SS is spent (they have a joint account, so), and my father is about $3000 behind in child support and clearly working seeing as in the past month, he has given me flat out over $120 just for shopping and my cap and gown for graduation. But basically he told me that he thinks that my mother is just being lazy and won't work - and even if that were the case (which, a herniated disk is not being lazy), that still doesn't do anything to change the fact that he's supposed to be giving my mother $650 a month and hasn't for ages and that he could go to prison if he keeps this up.
Also, my grandmother has dementia and it's getting worse and worse. Last week she blew up at me for telling her not to leave the dog in his cage for five hours straight - especially for NO REASON. And, I guess since I spent MY MONEY to put gas in the car to go to a concert for my favourite band that I already had tickets for, this whole not having money thing is MY FAULT, according to her.
Now, okay, we might have to move. That's not so bad, even though I really like it here because I can walk places and I live fairly close to most of my friends, and also it's two stories and my grandmother can't go upstairs so I get to escape from her as often as I want to. But the place that we might be moving to is 1. an hour away, which would mean that I'd have to get up earlier and possibly change schools OR go live with one of my mother's friends for the next six months, and 2. in a tiny little trailer which means that my sanity would be completely gone within a week and I cannot take that amount of stress right now.
I don't know; we're just in so much debt and there's basically nothing we can do about it because my mother isn't cleared for work and I can't work, and I'm pretty sure that nothing I can do will do any good with this, because the only things I can see that would actually help would be if my father would start paying his damn child support and if my mum were able to borrow some money from friends until she can work again, but that won't happen, so.

argh, it's just. I have an essay that is due tomorrow, no exceptions, and I am so depressed about this that I can't think about anything else and argh.

Oh, also apparently the friend my mother thinks that I should stay with is the one who has a kid my age who's a sports bro and has parties. Fabulous.

I just don't know what to do. I just want to go to college as soon as fucking possible so I don't have to worry about this anymore.

[helle is a SLYTHERIN <3]

GOOD NEWS: NOT MOVING.
BAD NEWS: SOMEONE WHO I USED TO BE GOOD FRIENDS WITH IS BEING REALLY BIPOLAR AND WEIRD AND PISSING ME OFF.

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Okay, so I was friends with this one girl. She talked me and our one guy friend into going as a group with her to prom because her mother wouldn't let her go without a single guy "escort". Okay, whatever. She told us that her mom knew that 1. I was going and 2. it was a strictly just-friends thing.

Guy friend and I did not end up making out, much to female friend's disappointment. We're all ready to leave and he asks her if she wants him to drive her home. She says no, that she'll go with her other friends (who are a couple and ergo not feasible "escorts").

2 AM she calls. Her mother is screaming at her in the background and basically makes her tell me that she hates me and that I'm a horrible friend because I stole her date. Um. What.
1. I have no romantic interest in any of my guy friends. I, for some reason, am never attracted to nice guys, who are normally the guys I end up being friends with.
2. She told us that she'd told her mother that I was going and that her mother knew that it wasn't a date.

But okay, whatever. Weird but whatever. She texted me and promised that she wasn't mad and that her mother made her do it.

Except.

For the rest of the school year, she only talked to either of us when there was no polite way out of it, and even then she acted sort of standoffish. Guy friend and I were confused. Our friend (her best friend) said that she'd apparently expected us to 1. get together, and 2. spend time with her on the dance floor when neither of us enjoy that sort of thing.

We have a few mutual friends, and whenever I'd try to talk to one of them when she was around, she would basically steal them. (As in do whatever it took to hold their full attention so that I would be efficiently blocked out). That's total bullshit and completely infuriating.

What's more, I never got a flat-out "I'm mad at you." I certainly didn't get an explanation. What happened at prom was nothing to be pissed off over, as she spent the entire time having fun with her other friends and some random guy who she was grinding on.

I appreciate honesty. Sure, sometimes it can be brutal and hurtful, but it's a hell of a lot better than getting treated like that and have her say that she wasn't angry with us whenever we asked.

So I basically didn't talk to her all summer except for a brief excursion to a crappy nearby "zoo" with one of our mutual friends. Her mother found out that I went and freaked, which I don't understand because by all accounts, the woman treats her daughter like shit.

And then I haven't been avoiding her, exactly, but I have been talking to other people unless she's the only one there and I have something to talk about.

So today. We're both in theatre, and we were doing performances.
We were backstage, and I show her a picture of Kuma-chan (of Ouran HSHC fame) and she gets pissed off and basically shoves the iPad (not mine; another friend's) and pretty much bends my pinky nail all the way back in the process, which hurts like a bitch. And then she goes on to say something like "Shit like that is why I don't talk to you so much anymore."
Um. What.
And then she says that I hit her with textbooks all last year.
I can only recall a few incidents, and that was because she was being really fucking annoying and insisting that I go out with my one guy friend (the same from prom), who, I repeat: I am not attracted to whatsoever.
Now I will acknowledge that I have a temper. In sixth grade I stabbed a boy with a pencil because it was the only thing to get him to shut up.
But those textbooks were like 250-page French books (relatively light) and I didn't like slam her with them. And, I'm sorry, if she thought that that was totally unprovoked, I beg to differ. She knows how annoyed I get at shit like that and she did it just to get a rise out of me.

I mean. She wasn't a particularly good friend. Which, okay, whatever. But it still pisses me off when she blames me for 1. something that I had no hand in (prom) and 2. being the reason that we aren't really friends anymore.

...and then she gets really excited about her artwork or some shit and drags me off to the art room but then ignores me once she sees our other friend is there.

What the actual fuck.

AND THEN she got pissed at me for "stealing her seat" at lunch. 1. Someone's shit was where I normally sit, 2. there was still room at the table, and 3. what the fuck does it matter? Like she glared at me the entire time and complained that she couldn't talk to her friend Nicole, and I was just thinking "Well, Tracey could move, and I know that she would, but no, complain about me."

And honestly, she said that she doesn't want to have a career in art. So why is she such a pretentious art geek? Like, not even "I like drawing and taking art classes even though I'm not very good." It's like "SPEND ALL TIME WITH ART STUDENTS, SHUN NON-ART STUDENTS. AP ART. ART ART ART. ...by the way, I want to major in English." It makes no fucking sense.
I mean, yes, I adore theatre and hang out with theatre people in school, and I want to study physics.
But that's not the same thing. I am not a pretentious typical theatre kid who hates on everyone not in theatre.
Half of my friends aren't in theatre. I don't constantly talk about theatre to those friends.

I try not to have much to do with her, anymore, but it's sort of difficult when we're both in theatre.

Thankfully that's the only class I have with her.

I just. I can't understand her. She's like fucking bipolar and like, honestly, if you don't like someone, isn't it better just to tell them? I mean, politesse is important, but argh. She needs to stop being so fucking confusing.

And like, honestly? I'm nice to her. Because if I were to tell her how annoying she was being, she would flip on me.

I also really hate how I'm pretty much friends with her boyfriend, and he's dating her, so it's sort of awkward. She's not like psycho jealous or anything, and again: I am not attracted to nice guys for some ungodly reason. It's just awkward because when she's in one of her moods, I feel like I shouldn't be talking to him at all.

And I get to spend three hours in a confined space with her tomorrow. Yay.

/stupid high school drama.
I just haven't had a very good day in general.
I got one of my two monologues cut from one show (out of three) and everything of mine cut from the other that I was supposed to be in because one girl was an idiot and ran out crying because she did something stupid.
BUT OF COURSE HUNTER WAS ALLOWED TO GO! AND KELLY! AND GOEBEL!
Even though Kelly's accent is total shit.

Just. Being in a confined space with theatre kids for three hours is not good for you unless you like drama. not theatre drama. high school drama.

AND I CAN'T COMPLAIN ABOUT THIS ON TUMBLR BECAUSE 1. this girl's boyfriend follows me and I know she goes on tumblr on his computer, and 2. Theatre kids who hero-worship Hunter follow me.

Also.
Pluto, if you breathe a word of this to anyone that we know, I will hit you as hard as I can, I swear to God.

[Artemis Day]

I've been noticing this a lot with the recent death of Whitney Houston, but really it applies to whenever a famous or well-known person dies.

All the people going on about how bad it is to mourn the deaths of celebrities because 'Oh millions of starving children died yesterday and you don't care and they're more important!' really piss me of.

It's cause for sadness that children in third world countries are dying? NO SHIT. It's a horrible, tragic event that needs attention. That doesn't give self-important jerk offs the right to treat fans of Whitney Houston, or any deceased celebrity, like horrible people for mourning her death.

Would you do that to a person whose parent just died? 'Oh, how dare you cry over your father dying. Don't you know there are children dying in Africa? You're so selfish!'

To that, I say 'Fuck you.'

Whitney Houston's death is tragic because she was important to her fans, touched their hearts with her music, and inspired other people to pursue their own dreams of getting into music.

A straving child's death is tragic because no one should be deprived of a fulfilling life and left out in the cold by an uncaring populace, and also because it reminds us of all the shit going on in the world that needs to be fixed

All death is tragic, it doesn't matter who it is.

[helle is a SLYTHERIN <3]

When the school server suddenly blocks tumblr and I've got two free periods with nothing to do.
What's more, they're right before lunch and right at the end of the day.
90 minutes a day with my patience just utterly worn
I am not pleased.

[piedpiperpluto]

First, let me give some background for this vent.

Last year, I was friends-- acquaintances, more like-- with this guy. He was a little creepy, but as I didn't have to spend much time with him, I could handle it.

However, he then asked me out. And then, when I turned him down on account of not wanting a relationship, threatened to commit suicide if I didn't go out with him.

Naturally, I kind of freaked out and broke off contact with him (after making sure he wouldn't actually kill himself). Later, I found out that he'd done the same fucking 'you're the only girl I've ever loved please pity me' to another girl before. Around the same time, he started spreading rumors about me that basically said I had been the one begging for a date.

Now, I'd gotten over this and had just been avoiding him as much as possible. But tonight, he sent me a terribly-spelled email stating, essentially, that he wanted to be friends again.

There is no fucking way I'm going to be friends with him. He's creepy, we have very few common interests, and he emotionally blackmailed me.

tl;dr How do I get a creepy emotionally-abusive ex-friend to leave me alone?

[helle is a SLYTHERIN <3]

^ Tell him that Elena will beat the shit out of him, because I feel like she would.

and you weren't even nice to him. you just didn't loathe him like the rest of the school

[PuzzleChick]

Like I said on Tumblr, my advice is to ignore him. Pretend he doesn't even exist and (if he tries to contact you again) act as if you never even got his message. If that fails, a well-placed NO, FUCK OFF might do. And THEN ignore any other e-mails he sends. (Don't even open them, in case he tries to use emotional blackmail again.)

[helle is a SLYTHERIN <3]

I have a 72% in my English class right now.
I had a 93% Friday.
I am only missing two assignments.
I asked my teacher on Friday if I was missing anything and she told me not to worry about it cos I had an A.

Ah god I don't know what to do. I'm considering writing her an email but I just do not want to have to deal with this but I want a 72% even less.
Argh.