Thread: Rant and Rave, Cry and Complain

She actually HAS made comments about him "having too much estrogen", and that whenever him and I are together he should "bring one of his guyfriends along to even out the testosterone levels". xD I'm pretty sure she wouldn't admit to being jealous if she was, but... That does sound a bit plausible.

So tired suddenly. Think I'm just going to finish studying and go to sleep and drink tomorrow instead. I hope my dreams are better tonight. Last night they were too realistic. Not vivid, just... realistic, real life situations but more stressful.

Originally Posted by Puffin

My best friend keeps saying not-so-pleasant things about my boyfriend. Before I go any further, he's not the biggest guy; he's like 5.5", maybe 5.6"... And he's very fit, just not one of those 'typical', more beefy teen guys. But not skinny or gross at all. So anyways, my friend says things like "tell him to eat more" when we're out places, and I can tell he's embarrassed, but she just doesn't really stop saying those things. Last week she made the comment "tell him not to wear tighter shirts because I am scarred for life" and she kept saying how she could see his bones under his shirt. -_- He is nowhere near that slim.

Your boyfriend sounds great. (And it sounds like he has the body-type I prefer. I can't stand bigger body types or guys who are too tall). Anyway, if you like him that's really all that should matter. Just don't let your friend's words bother you, and make it clear to her that they don't.

EDIT: This is strange. I've been getting a memory all day that might be a dream, but I really don't know. The memory is of a particular person asking me to play a l4d game. I told her that I would, but that I was on ubuntu and would transfer to Windows and play. That's the last I remember of it. If it wasn't a dream, I completely forgot about the game and probably left 7 people waiting for me. I was drinking so it's possible. But even while drinking, it seems very strange that I'd just forget, which is why I'm suspicious that it really happened. But the dream made complete sense, it's something that would happen in real life, which makes me think it wasn't a dream. I am feeling very, very guilty about the possibility. I'm afraid to even ask her if it really happened. It's strange how much guilt and stress I'm experiencing over this.

Okay, I'm rambling about nothing to no one. Apparently I'm really tired.

I know I'm a touch late here, but I'm a freaking crazy gay guy trapped in a woman's body.

But it's ok, the gods have found the compassion to let me keep my man hands, and give me ability to be a man in lucid dreams.

Not sure what I'm supposed to do with my waking life these days. Make cheese? I love my son and my boyfriend though. That will have to be enough. Many have less. I remember a picture of a girl in National Geographic Magazine, from Brazil or something, who was slowly drowning in some kind of mud flood. Her pupils were dilated to the size of her entire eyes. My mom (a child psychiatric nurse, who had, in her studies at UCLA, seen her share of child death), said that particular look was normal in people who had gone into shock, and were resigned to death. WTF, there's a LOOK for that? And you know it when you see it?

I kinda want to find that picture again and I kinda don't. Most haunting picture ever. Who takes a picture like that and doesn't try to rescue her? There must have been many unrescuable. I wish I could have saved her though. She was looking right. into. the camera.

@ Puffin: Tell your friend to stop being so bitchy around your boyfriend. It's one thing to joke about these type of things when it's just the two of you but if she's saying it while he's around, that's just rude.

Originally Posted by tommo

You'll be glad you did once you no longer rely on them. It's a good lesson.
And I'm sure you've learned a lot from them.

Yeah.... My life would be totally different if I'd never started doing drugs. Like 100% completely, unfathomably different. It's been a hell of a ride. I just hope it'll officially be over soon. :T

Puffin, no one cares THAT much about such a ridiculously trivial aspect of their friend's boyfriend lol. There's jealousy or something going on here. You've absolutely no reason to be bothered by what she says, it sounds to me like you're the one on top here.

Originally Posted by OpheliaBlue

I know I'm a touch late here, but I'm a freaking crazy gay guy trapped in a woman's body.

But it's ok, the gods have found the compassion to let me keep my man hands, and give me ability to be a man in lucid dreams.

Aren't dreams just great like that? I thought you had been focusing on that quite a lot lately.

The rest of your post is... saddening.

I never told anyone about it before. It just kinda popped in there.

I wish I could unremember it.

Also, the dogs that my vet said could NOT get pregnant, the rescues, who were 'already fixed' according to the vet, may be pregnant.

Not what I had planned, but life is a good thing at least. I will have to find good, GOOD homes.

Originally Posted by OpheliaBlue

I remember a picture of a girl in National Geographic Magazine, from Brazil or something, who was slowly drowning in some kind of mud flood. Her pupils were dilated to the size of her entire eyes. My mom (a child psychiatric nurse, who had, in her studies at UCLA, seen her share of child death), said that particular look was normal in people who had gone into shock, and were resigned to death. WTF, there's a LOOK for that? And you know it when you see it?

I kinda want to find that picture again and I kinda don't. Most haunting picture ever. Who takes a picture like that and doesn't try to rescue her? There must have been many unrescuable. I wish I could have saved her though. She was looking right. into. the camera.

That's crazy! It's also really weird that a particular group of people know that look, as you said.

Apparently DMT could be released in the brain when a person is about to die, which could cause NDE's. So that would make sense that their pupils would dilate too.

Do post the picture if you find it.

Oh, and dogs can sometimes regrow their testicles and ovaries, apparently.

I believe dehydration also causes that effect.

I think that constricts your pupils.
Oh wait, nah maybe you're right, I remember everything getting really, really bright when I was dehydrated once.
But I don't think every dying person who accepts their fate is dehydrated.

There's this dude in my Biology 112 who came in for the first time. He doesn't have a lab manual, so while we're doing the simulations on the computer, he's doing some random shit like looking at the aquarium and seeing the "Pweeety little fishies" and just picking up random papers and reading them.

Then he decides to leave the lab to buy the manual, comes back after a while, and he's still doing the same shit while we're collecting data. Like seriously dude, do you care about understanding the concepts of the simulation instead of just copying our data? (I mean all our data will be the same, so I'll give him that) but for you to just go around in random areas and looking at random shit without at least pretending you're interested in the simulation makes me think if you care about higher education.

Then it makes me wonder, there are going to be people who get off in college in the same boat as you no matter how much effort you put into compared to them. That really pisses me off, because I know if I slack off, I'll have to deal with a hypocritical father who doesn't know anything about the difference between college and High School.

It's like he has this mindset that I'm going to become some billionaire or something (lmfao)...it's just doing well to hopefully get a job that didn't make you regret that you took the degree plan in college in the first place..

(He thinks that if you fail in college, that one is going to have to stick with low-wage jobs) I swear, he's just trying to instill useless fear into me that I was already cognizant of in middle school for crying out loud. That's what teachers are for. Parent's only teach the abstract shit, schools were meant to teach general concepts that are accepted by everyone.

Like seriously, I think he thinks I'm stupid or something. For 18 years, do you still have it in your head that I don't know what will happen if I don't do well in college? (I'm not even doing bad in college, I never did bad in anything as a matter of fact; he's just finding something to bitch about to me).

He does it very very very rarely, but when he does do it, it pisses me off. In fact, ever since college, he wasn't useful in anything other than being a source of income for funding for this University (and not personal funding from him, just a reference point to receive funding from the University). 99.9% of everything is based on my efforts, so don't you fucking think that if you think I'm some kind of dipshit with shit for brains by professing common sense ideals that should be known to everyone in college, I'd obviously be the one with the low end job?

Do you fucking see me on a low-end job? Nope. I'm using funding from the University based on my performance, but he doesn't see that.

I hate when we all want to get away from our parents, but when they die, it'll eventually become a thorn on our side unless we express some kind of "respect" for what they did.

Complaint: No matter how short the procedures may be in Biology 112, they still find fucking time to spread it out into a 2 hour span (those clever bastards)

Originally Posted by tommo

That's crazy!
Oh, and dogs can sometimes regrow their testicles and ovaries, apparently.

wtf?!

So... I think Im having a panic attack or something. Feels like I'm suffocating, and every breath I take is shallow unless I force myself to take a deep breath. Gotta say, this really sucks. Fuck you stress.

If you're just trying to breath more air in, you're making it worse. Take quick, but deep, belly breaths in through your nose, and let them out slowly through your mouth. And just focus on the breathing. The shallow breaths are just a perceptual trick. Part of the way that anxiety is self-sustaining is that it makes you feel like you're low on oxygen when actually you've got a lot and taking in more increases the anxiety.

Originally Posted by forceez

wtf?!

shit

Originally Posted by OldSparta

So... I think Im having a panic attack or something. Feels like I'm suffocating, and every breath I take is shallow unless I force myself to take a deep breath. Gotta say, this really sucks. Fuck you stress.

That's terrible, I'm sorry. Do something else for a while and stop thinking about whatever is stressing you?

Originally Posted by Alyzarin

If you're just trying to breath more air in, you're making it worse. Take quick, but deep, belly breaths in through your nose, and let them out slowly through your mouth. And just focus on the breathing. The shallow breaths are just a perceptual trick. Part of the way that anxiety is self-sustaining is that it makes you feel like you're low on oxygen when actually you've got a lot and taking in more increases the anxiety.

That... actually helped a lot. Still nervous as fuck, but it doesn't feel like there is a sumo wrestler sitting on chest. thanks

Originally Posted by Dianeva

That's terrible, I'm sorry. Do something else for a while and stop thinking about whatever is stressing you?

I can't because it's work releated.

Originally Posted by OldSparta

That... actually helped a lot. Still nervous as fuck, but it doesn't feel like there is a sumo wrestler sitting on chest. thanks

No problem. I had to learn a lot about anxiety to finally get mine under control. If you just try to stay as calm and collected now as you can it should fade away soon enough. Without the symptoms to keep itself going, the nervousness will only last so long.

I hate those desperate housewives that we get at the bakery. They usually need a cake at 8am, first ones in the store. How do you wake up in the morning first thing and go "Oh my god I need a cake to feed 30 by noon!" They go psycho if the shade of pink on the cake is too dark, for their ONE YEAR OLD'S PARTY. She won't remember. She'll remember her mom being a pyscho about a cake maybe. I know the husbands probably do.

Everyone of them is a Lakewood Lilywhite Rich Bitch, HUGE diamond wedding rings, a munchkin voice, and the most annoying sibilant "s". "Hi, my name is Becca Vanlanderham, do you guysssss make birthday cakesssssss?" I want to tell them so bad "No, ssssorry, our cakes are just for weddings, showers and funerals."

Then at the cupcake stand, their choices are vanilla or chocolate. "Do you need any help today ma'am?" "Yesssss, now let me ssssssssseee, hrm.... I'm going to need some cupcakessssssssss. What are the flavorssss?" "Chocolate or vanilla." "Ok, ok... chocolate or vanilla... chocolate or, va" *whips out cell phone while I'm fucking standing there waiting for her* After ages, "Ok ok, I think I'm ready now. Hrmmmmm, letsssss sssseeeeeeee...."

She got a dozen vanilla cupcakesssssss, and I licked each one.

Originally Posted by OpheliaBlue

I hate those desperate housewives that we get at the bakery. They usually need a cake at 8am, first ones in the store. How do you wake up in the morning first thing and go "Oh my god I need a cake to feed 30 by noon!" They go psycho if the shade of pink on the cake is too dark, for their ONE YEAR OLD'S PARTY. She won't remember. She'll remember her mom being a pyscho about a cake maybe. I know the husbands probably do.

Everyone of them is a Lakewood Lilywhite Rich Bitch, HUGE diamond wedding rings, a munchkin voice, and the most annoying sibilant "s". "Hi, my name is Becca Vanlanderham, do you guysssss make birthday cakesssssss?" I want to tell them so bad "No, ssssorry, our cakes are just for weddings, showers and funerals."

Then at the cupcake stand, their choices are vanilla or chocolate. "Do you need any help today ma'am?" "Yesssss, now let me ssssssssseee, hrm.... I'm going to need some cupcakessssssssss. What are the flavorssss?" "Chocolate or vanilla." "Ok, ok... chocolate or vanilla... chocolate or, va" *whips out cell phone while I'm fucking standing there waiting for her* After ages, "Ok ok, I think I'm ready now. Hrmmmmm, letsssss sssseeeeeeee...."

She got a dozen vanilla cupcakesssssss, and I licked each one.

Spoiler for *whistles innocently*:

I need one of those housewives to come over to my apartment and spank me, I'm a bad boy, dirty dirty dirty. I bet their husbands work "overtime" screwing younger chicks.
I love housewives, though I'm 18 so my mind may not be in the right place right now, but that bitch deserved it. I got 99 problems, but a cupcake ain't one D:

I would love to eat some cupcakes actually, it's been years since I ate a cupcake .__.

But the bitch deserved it, whoever has to get a cell phone for cupcakes without knowing what to get in the first place, needs to come into my apartment and help me out. Maybe the desperate housewife can use her head other than putting a phone to her ear.

Cliffs: You have 99 cupcakes, but a bitchy desperate housewife ain't one. (though she might qualify to have the competence of one)

Anyway, time to go get ready for my Chemistry Lecture.

This professor's accent is going to kill me. She says "Energy" as "An urrge." =/
And the side comments everyone is going to make about her in class is just going to make me more sad...and she really does try her best to be a sweetheart and be nice to everyone, that it makes me more guilty for criticizing her. She's not the type of person to get mad.

I hate conformity.

Originally Posted by OpheliaBlue

I hate those desperate housewives that we get at the bakery. They usually need a cake at 8am, first ones in the store. How do you wake up in the morning first thing and go "Oh my god I need a cake to feed 30 by noon!" They go psycho if the shade of pink on the cake is too dark, for their ONE YEAR OLD'S PARTY. She won't remember. She'll remember her mom being a pyscho about a cake maybe. I know the husbands probably do.

Everyone of them is a Lakewood Lilywhite Rich Bitch, HUGE diamond wedding rings, a munchkin voice, and the most annoying sibilant "s". "Hi, my name is Becca Vanlanderham, do you guysssss make birthday cakesssssss?" I want to tell them so bad "No, ssssorry, our cakes are just for weddings, showers and funerals."

Then at the cupcake stand, their choices are vanilla or chocolate. "Do you need any help today ma'am?" "Yesssss, now let me ssssssssseee, hrm.... I'm going to need some cupcakessssssssss. What are the flavorssss?" "Chocolate or vanilla." "Ok, ok... chocolate or vanilla... chocolate or, va" *whips out cell phone while I'm fucking standing there waiting for her* After ages, "Ok ok, I think I'm ready now. Hrmmmmm, letsssss sssseeeeeeee...."

She got a dozen vanilla cupcakesssssss, and I licked each one.

Hehe, ssssounds like a fun job.

Originally Posted by Linkzelda41

Spoiler for *whistles innocently*:

I need one of those housewives to come over to my apartment and spank me, I'm a bad boy, dirty dirty dirty. I bet their husbands work "overtime" screwing younger chicks.
I love housewives, though I'm 18 so my mind may not be in the right place right now, but that bitch deserved it. I got 99 problems, but a cupcake ain't one D:

I would love to eat some cupcakes actually, it's been years since I ate a cupcake .__.

But the bitch deserved it, whoever has to get a cell phone for cupcakes without knowing what to get in the first place, needs to come into my apartment and help me out. Maybe the desperate housewife can use her head other than putting a phone to her ear.

Oh, you.

Originally Posted by Linkzelda41

Cliffs: You have 99 cupcakes, but a bitchy desperate housewife ain't one. (though she might qualify to have the competence of one)

Anyway, time to go get ready for my Chemistry Lecture.

This professor's accent is going to kill me. She says "Energy" as "An urrge." =/
And the side comments everyone is going to make about her in class is just going to make me more sad...and she really does try her best to be a sweetheart and be nice to everyone, that it makes me more guilty for criticizing her. She's not the type of person to get mad.

I hate conformity.

What kind of accent does she have?

Korean.

Ah, gotcha. I guess I can see that pronunciation.

Originally Posted by Dianeva

Slightly related to the ninja thing. My CS teacher is an asshole. He basically threatened to keylog the PCs of all of the students in the class, and explained how he'd do it. Then he proudly admitted to all of us that he steals internet from his neighbors by cracking their passwords. Even though it's like he runs a boot-camp, I feel strangely motivated to learn about all of it now in a way I haven't been since high school.

Might not be so strange... I, for instance, think WEP secured WIFI is begging to be cracked.

Originally Posted by Alyzarin

On a totally separate note, I hate how lately I've been veering violently between thinking that I'm totally done with drugs and thinking that I can't be happy without them. :/ Why did I ever think it was a good idea to get myself into this?....

Sounds annoying. Good luck!

Originally Posted by khh

Sounds annoying. Good luck!

It is. :/ And thanks!