Shit That Gets You Mad v21 - FUCKING PISSED edition
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As if it wasn't enough that I've been sick to the edge of exhaustion this last week, not being able to even sleep without coughing up my fucking lungs, my mothers back has been hurting and I've told her over to look it the fuck up but she never listens. Today she and her boyfriend went to her boyfriends daughters birthday gathering, and she just called me to say that her back hurt so much they have to go to the emergency department. Fucking god. She always gets herself hurt in one way or another and it worries me so much.
[QUOTE=magicactus;47691410]When you're trying to have a nice time with someone alone, and they just don't get the message?? And they ask to invite a friend. Um I don't even care anymore[/QUOTE]
did you actually say it was a date or did you just say 'yo let's hang out' ?
Preordering Witcher 3 and it's Expansion Pass on Thursday next week. Shit will be HYPE.
Just realized this was the wrong thread :s
The heat here is killing me, not to mention all these fucking wasps coming out of nowhere.
ugh
[QUOTE={TFS} Rock Su;47691426]That is a really really tasty acne soon to be ready to be squashed, would my mom say.
Fuck acnes and people who want to pop those bastards.[/QUOTE]
Looks more of a cyst than an acne. I had one on my leg and groin and it was worth popping. (the sac that had the stuff in it came out and got rid of it all)
How long the lines for stuff at amusement parks are.
How so many parents just do not give a fuck about what their kids are doing and when their kid kicks me in the shin it's my fault.
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[editline]9th May 2015[/editline]
[QUOTE=Kirbyfactor;47691434]did you actually say it was a date or did you just say 'yo let's hang out' ?[/QUOTE]
Well at first we planned for today to be a little time just for us, alone with like dinner at his house, and afterwards we were gunna watch a movie on Netflix. But then my parent's are paranoid, and up my ass 24/7, so they changed it to me having dinner at his house, and then my dad picking us up, and taking us to a movie, since they don't want me spending a lot of time over at his place because they don't trust me. Long story short, we probably won't have time for dinner because out of nowhere my parents through a curfew at me, so it'll probably just be me, bf, and his friend going to see a movie. I guess shit happens???
update: the movie isn't even in theaters anymore, this is too much of a hassle so we're seeing if we can just do dinner at his house and watch netflix. I hope this works, I reall do
Fucking tired of being an afterthought. Friend of mine was making a movie and it sounded fun, he asked me if I would be an extra since some people bailed on him, so I said sure. Apparently he never told me when it was being done so I guess he didn't need me? IDFK Oh, but he remembered to ask me to borrow a couple swords of mine for a scene. Thanks.
I left my belt in my hotel room and it's a 15 minute walk one way and I have something to be at in 9 minutes.
It's a little annoying how we constantly argue that video games should be considered art but then the moment anyone takes them seriously, 'it's just a video game'.
When people drag you into a dumb feud over something that happened on a [B][I]MINECRAFT[/I][/B] server 4 years ago.
People who don't have even the beginnings of an idea of what depression is or what it's actually like, don't make an effort to, but act like they know everything. The dumb dicks that go around saying "Just cheer up!" or "Think about how good you have it and stop being sad!"
This is akin to telling a cancer patient to just stop having cancer
all of our fucking toilets are clogging FUCK
[QUOTE=~Kiwi~v2;47694029]WHAT
Normally I wouldn't ask but please tell :v:[/QUOTE]
It may have been even longer ago, but basically, someone had blown up part of our spawn area with TNT. We had plugins in place that only let certain people use TNT (Admins and moderators). That meant that whoever did it had to have been a higher up. One of the people involved in this was a mod, let's call him Joe, so naturally, a lot of people looked at him as the culprit, even though he apparently had some sort of proof to back up his claim. I dunno cuz I didn't give a shit back then and I don't now. Anyway, the other friend of mine who was just a regular sponsored builder, let's call him Mike, swears to this day that another mod relayed to him that Joe was indeed the one who blew up the spawn area, but since he paid a good bit of money to keep the server going, they were gonna let him off the hook. This pissed Mike off so bad that he's held a grudge for over 4 years, even though the server we played on is looooong gone, and Joe, who for some reason still cares about this dumb shit, wants me to be the messenger boy and show Mike the proof that he didn't do it. I showed him and he didn't believe it. Big surprise.
I don't care so I just removed them both :v:
I can't watch movies/shows/anything with this one friend I have, and he just so happens to be basically my stepbrother.
Every time a random factoid pops up he loudly asks IS THAT TRUE? And if we answer yes he follows up with REALLY? And if it's not he says WHY DID THEY SAY THAT THEN. Literally every goddamn time. And he feels the need to comment on everything. XYZ doesn't make sense why would they do something like that why didn't they do this I would've done this instead oh my god that character is so stupid it's obviously a trap holy shit you had that coming why would you go and do that it'll obviously get you killed I like how this and that and the other thing happened I bet this will happen as a result.
So, update on shit here.
I've joined up with another organization. I think I talked about this earlier, it was supposed to pay for my housing.
WELL, that was wrong. They can't, and never have. But what they actually do is pretty great too (and they said they know organizations who [I]can[/I] do that so maybe references down the line). They offer two programs, both of which I'm taking. One is a program designed to help you transition to adulthood and shit, help you figure out apartments, things like that, the other is a sort of youth meet up thing for people roughly around my age with mental illness or [I]something[/I] like that. The basic idea is to gather us together and do whatever the fuck we want, whether that's to just hang out or to do a project of our creation, or whatever.
By complete circumstance it just so happened that one of the people who came to meet me to introduce me to the program was transgendered. They didn't know about this beforehand, so it was literally just luck. And that luck has helped a lot, because while the FtM transgendered person wasn't originally going to be the main person I worked with in the youth program, they decided to bend the rules a little bit and get them to be that main person, which is great because of that natural understanding they have.
They also, since they now know I'm transgendered, are going to help me figure out transitioning, including legally changing to a girl.
I've been to one of these meetings so far, and it was pretty great. It was at a museum, and it was a photography exhibit where, for free, we would be taken through an exhibit on mental illness, have dinner with the photographer, talk with him, and then be able to paint our reaction to the exhibit to be displayed for the next week. They even provide transportation to these meetings, and back.
Unfortunately this became a fuckness extravaganza. Despite scheduling the taxi well before the event for an exact time and address, we had to have a bunch of phone conversations that wasted an hour (when I was already going to have to show up late due to school) before finding out he was at the wrong god damn building to begin with. So when I got there, it was the tail end of dinner, the tour had been done, the speech done, the only thing left was painting. However, I still got to meet all the officials I'll be working with, have dinner, and while I didn't meet any of the other...clients(?) like myself, I did get to go through the exhibit by myself with the photographer and we had a very long talk about mental illness. The exhibit was a bunch of photographs of people with mental illness, with headphones where you would hear snippets of their lives. One guy who I had listened to had a very powerful story that I just can't not share.
This guy looked like Clint Eastwood, only a million times more weathered, if you can imagine, and god damn does his story justify it. He was born to an abusive father, who would beat him and his siblings, and wouldn't let them eat dinner until he got home, which could be anywhere from 12 am to 6 am. They would just sit up and wait for him, hungry. The guy would often spend time hiking up in the mountains just to get away from it. One night, his dad beat his mom, so he got his german shepard to defend her. A few days later, the police came and took them away. He spent the next 30-35 years in a mental hospital. When he got out, he started working at a donut place, for $1 an hour. A lot of times they didn't even pay him anything, he just worked for them. He got his boss to teach him how to make fried donuts, because he couldn't read and couldn't figure it out. He learned, and for the next 10 years, that's all he ate. Tons of different kinds of donuts, and soda. That's it. Why? Because he literally did not know how to get food. He couldn't read to cook. After 10 years, they fired him. He must have sobbed in the parking lot for an hour. He was homeless, and for three straight weeks, he didn't eat but for the bare scraps he could find. He didn't know how to get food any other way. Eventually, on a bus, he met a girl who he instantly fell in love with, and she fell in love with him. They kept meeting over time, and eventually, he asked her to marry him. She agreed, on the condition that her sister approve. Her sister didn't, because he was homeless and scizophrenic, but they persisted and eventually she acquiesced. Her sister ended up being [I]the[/I] wealthiest person in their area, so she bought them a house and he's been with her since.
That's just one of the stories. There were people with OCD, scizophrenia, addiction, homeless pregnant veterans, it was insane, and you can imagine how heavy it was just to listen to a few of them. I ended up talking with the photographer for a long time.
I didn't get to paint, but this whole program seems fantastic. I've received nothing but major support and welcome from literally everyone, and it makes me feel really fucking happy and belonging for once. Hell, a lady referred to me as a male on accident then came up to me later and profusely apologized well after I had forgotten it.
I get the feeling this will be a great, great way to get help transitioning (which I'm kind of lost on what to do at the moment) and a great way to meet people who aren't shitheads, unlike here. Make friends, hell, maybe here I could find a room mate if I'm lucky.
As Lil' Brudder said, things are lookin' up.
I find it funny how there's people that actually dislike shows like Lucky Star purely for the fact that they think the characters are just palette swaps of each other. I mean have you ever seen My Little Pony? Most of the characters on the show have little to no physical difference from each other and yet it has more fans than any other cartoon nowadays.
[QUOTE=SoftHearted;47694778]I find it funny how there's people that actually dislike shows like Lucky Star purely for the fact that they think the characters are just palette swaps of each other. I mean have you ever seen My Little Pony? Most of the characters on the show have little to no physical difference from each other and yet it has more fans than any other cartoon nowadays.[/QUOTE]
Something having fans doesn't make it good. Also, I don't hear a lot of people say that about either, really. My main problem with Lucky Star when I gave it a shot was that the show was about fucking [I]nothing,[/I] mind numbingly so. I powered through 20 minutes of kids talking about how they eat some chocolate dessert or some shit and going on about cooking and how the fuck do people watch this shit
if it picks up I'm not willing to stick around because the people what made it sure don't understand the point of a pilot
although that is still a fault of both of those I'll still argue, they all look too fucking similar, and given other works in their medium, there's not much excuse besides laziness. Look at the stark contrast between the characters of Samurai Champloo (or hell, if that's too major for comparison, Baccano! or Black Butler), or the vast difference in every character in Steven Universe, Foster's, Grimm, all that shit. What essentially amounts to color swapping and different hair-dos is not enough visual difference.
Speaking of this kind of thing, anyone feel like the rise of flash animations has made animators just a little bit lazy? You'd think it'd be the other way around, but it doesn't seem like it. Maybe it has more to do with production time rather than anything else, I don't know, but many cartoons just bleed together in art style now. Shmorky explains it best.
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DLC practices.
[QUOTE=ElderLolz;47695591]What the fuck is this shit.[/QUOTE]
the definition of girls
[QUOTE=ElderLolz;47695655]For fuck's sake, she went out for lunch with some dude that I can't stand last friday and I didn't get mad at her that time. Her reaction to this entire thing is just laughable.[/QUOTE]
I ugh, dump her?
don't have the balls to ask out a girl i like
[QUOTE={TFS} Rock Su;47696406]So i've decided to make a general check how much i need to pay for the drivers license altogheter overall: 1573.63€
(╯°□°）╯︵ ┻━┻)
And that was just a really generous estimate. So i've decided to make it a bit more realistic estimate:
1003€.
Yea no i'll just stick to biking kthx.[/QUOTE]
[QUOTE=ElderLolz;47695591]So yesterday some girl from my class was over at my house because she wanted to visit someone else that lives nearby and that someone else wasn't at home, so yeah. Apparently my best female friend got wind of it all and is now mad at me because of that because she can't stand her. She said shit like I stabbed her in the back with that and stuff like that. I just want to point out that I was always there for her over the last months, always helped her, aka the time we've known eachother and suddenly all that is destroyed because a girl she doesn't like was here for like an hour.
What the fuck is this shit.[/QUOTE]
Yeah, that pretty much sums up my experience with girls so far.
Stupid fucking iTunes just charged me 15 bucks for something I tried to buy (and did not receive) 11 fucking months ago and they refuse to refund me because their policy is "oh we can only offer refunds in the first 3 months of purchase" except i didn't fucking purchase it
oh but its okay because now i can rent THREE WHOLE MOVIES (as long as they are under 5 dollars, which means nothing) thanks apple
My brother didn't get my mom anything for mother's day because "it would get lost in the mail" or "just sit in the mailbox" aka "I'm too lazy to do anything for her not even a card". Good going brother, I'm surprised you even put in the effort to call her. I'm just so pissed he thinks a phone call will be okay. After everything she's done for him and how shitty he has treated her the past two years.
I pretty much don't want to lose contact with my ex and she keeps saying she wants to be friends so that's what I'm attempting to be. But she's constantly too busy to talk to me and letting me down by saying she'll talk to me but ends up not doing it.
I feel like I'm the "I'm going to talk to you when no one else I know feels like talking to me"-friend. Minecraft and stuff is way more important than friends guys
I have a folder of wallpapers which are set to change to the next one in line everyday, but I swear to god it changes them more often than that.
Literally I've seen 3 different wallpapers on my desktop today. What the fuck.
Edit: Up to six now WHAT THE FUCK.
I want to try out vaping as mechanism to help with stress and depression shit, I just don't have the guts to tell my dad about it. He shouldn't be in the right to stop me since he dips all the fucking time. Even though it may not be the best coping device, it's better than drinking (not even the age yet) and dipping, and I don't really have any other resources available to help. Hopefully it won't turn into much of an addiction, but hell, it should be better than sittings here sinking further and further into depression. The only thing stopping me is the anxiety of enjoying/hating it.
I like history channel plane crash documentaries
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