This week will mark the start of my exams. Eeeek! It's sooo scary! I feel like I'm unprepared when I apparently know everything I have to know. |
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Three words |
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Goals
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This week will mark the start of my exams. Eeeek! It's sooo scary! I feel like I'm unprepared when I apparently know everything I have to know. |
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My right Jaw is SWOLLEEEEEN! it doesn't hurt but i have been adding ice to it and it feels soooo great!! AHH! |
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That's awesome! Either one of those works for me lol. I know a police offer who smokes. Well, she's more of a family friend, but I've met her before. I really hope that it's trending more that way, that would be great! |
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Don't know why I can never be satisfied with what I have. I'm not talking about material possessions, for which I couldn't care less. I'm as happy with one shirt as I am with 100. I'm talking about people, life circumstance. I mean, I'm happy with Myself and where I live. I think the world I live in is a beautiful one with beautiful people all around me. BUT, in the back of my mind, behind all the contentment and inner peace I carefully craft for myself upon waking up, I always want someone or some place just out of reach. To date someone else or to live somewhere else. To resurrect the dead. I'm pretty sure it is boredom. I get want I want, and I'm very happy to have it, but then I get bored and want something else. This isn't bad in and of itself, but it does make circumstances more difficult. I guess it is kind of like cake. You want a chocolate cake, so you go and get the chocolate cake. It's good. It's rich and moist and everything you wanted it to be. Hell, as far as chocolate cake goes, you've never had better. And while you ARE loving on this cake and having food orgasms, you have the chocolate cake. It's there. It's yours. The ice cream cake, however, is just as good in its own way, and it is not yet in your possession. It doesn't mean the chocolate cake is any less chocolate-y, or that you enjoy it less, it IS just as good, but it isn't ice cream cake. And while you're happy to eat it, part of you wants to get rid of it for other cakes. This is my entire life: People, places, friends. They are all fucking great, but I've tasted them (so to speak) and now I want the other kind of cake. Then, to make matters worse, I know as soon as I ditch them for different life circumstance, I'll want the old ones back, because I'm an asshole who gets stuck in the past every other week. It's frustrating as all hell. I have a vision as to what my life should be like, but is it really worth going for? God knows I can find something different and easier that is just as good. Especially if I'm not going to be satisfied with ANY life plan. |
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Infinitly greater than you are... Damn that missing E.
Fuck this shit! I'm going to a walk-in and get anti-biotic! This thing isn't settling down, might be infection! Tylenol not working like yesterday, now sleeping is a bitch! |
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Yeah, I was gonna say from the posts on the last page it sounds like an infection in your jaw or something, not pain from weather changes, definitely go to a dentist. |
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Last edited by AURON; 06-03-2013 at 07:38 PM. Reason: merged triple
Well what do you know? my swollen gum from behind my upper molar just exploded/drained itself!! First it was blood....then eeeeew that taste of blood and cyst! It was a Cyst in my gum! Thank God now i can sleep better, after all that water and salt gargle/tylenol now its finally paid off and only 3 days! Now i got to scope my mouth out! |
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Last edited by hathor28; 06-03-2013 at 12:55 PM.
Yeah, keep gargling salt water for a few days morning and night, coz it will get infected again if you don't. |
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I'm not really sure what I'm doing anymore. I feel only slightly better after leaving. I still feel controlled and dependent on every one else. I don't want to be, but there is no other way right now. I still feel incredibly alone, too. I am surrounded by my family constantly, but I am the black sheep still--that will never change. I am the "liberal" of a family of conservative Christians. I don't call myself liberal, but they do... so... I just don't know if I can deal with how they think of me sometimes... They don't hide it very well, either. They "accept" who I am on the outside, but I know they're fighting it on the inside. They can't stand my beliefs and my values, even though they in no way affect them or change anything about how I am living here. I don't know. |
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Advice, religion and politics don't go good together! |
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That sounded like advice related to religion and politics to me. |
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Everything works out in the end, sometimes even badly.
Good job Captain Obvious. |
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One day, OP's sarcasm will get so intense DV will fail to support its mass and collapse into a black hole |
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I just find the statement that advice, religion and politics don't belong together to be seriously hypocritical |
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Everything works out in the end, sometimes even badly.
Fat people who need a wheelchair in order to move about the place, Im like...ffs lose weight, what is wrong with these people. I just want to hit them really hard. |
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What's wrong with them is that they are mentally ill. They started over eating and over time it grew into something they can't control. You can wish that they would have the initiative to lose weight themselves, but after years of torment and self shame it becomes quite hard to change yourself. People who are so morbidly obese that they require a wheelchair to move around obviously are not doing so just because they are lazy, it might have been the starting cause but their current food intake is caused by something much more complex. |
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I havent looked at it that way before...you raise a very good point there, I suppose I am ignorant to some situations. Thanks for opening my closed eyes, I'm going to go and think now . Your right, change is very hard. |
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Last edited by jackc45; 06-03-2013 at 11:28 PM.
Crap, I *triple* posted? How did that happen, sorry Auron |
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I was just playing on the possible grammatical misinterpretation of the statement |
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Everything works out in the end, sometimes even badly.
He was just making a joke. You said "don't give advice about shit" he said "that sounds like advice about shit". |
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