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You had us thrown out of a shopping centre for straddling a plastic Andy Pandy, so you're one to talk.

Oh that woman was anti-fun. You could see it in her eyes, she was dying to see-saw with the bear. A clear case of the fox and the grapes.

My needs are entirely special.
 
Oh that woman was anti-fun. You could see it in her eyes, she was dying to see-saw with the bear. A clear case of the fox and the grapes.

My needs are entirely special.

Her navy blue trouser suit was particularly anti-fun. Actually she and the bus driver would make a lovely couple.
 
They could grow older together, and have utterly joyless children to maul at the behest of Eamonn Holmes.

Getting slightly off topic, I may as well confess to buying Susan Boyle's album. Again. I broke the first copy because I ironed it.
 
They could grow older together, and have utterly joyless children to maul at the behest of Eamonn Holmes.

Getting slightly off topic, I may as well confess to buying Susan Boyle's album. Again. I broke the first copy because I ironed it.

That was the universe doing you a favor, but you messed up it's plan! :p
 
Watching Charlotte's Web is actually terrifying me.

Not a fan of spiders.
 
Just considered renting a Prius for 'the fun of it'. Ohhhh dear.

Don't worry. I was reading MT's Comparison between a 2010 Toyota Prius III and a 2011 Volkswagen Golf TDi 2DR DSG, and when I saw the Golf won, I had an urge to just throw the magazine. I'm so pathetic. :nervous:
 
To answer your questions she said we werent allowed to use the footrests because the ?noise? of them were giving here a headache, also we didn't kill her we just pee'd her off so much she left.

Crikey, you have got thrown out for just doing that, we have done much worse and the security people haven't even turned their heads, ( I won't mention them here since I can't afford another infraction for mentioning illegal activity) we have also been chased round a park by someone in a golf buggy and much, much more.
 
I farted last night and blamed the dog. Normally I don't feel bad, but last night she got so mad because of the smell that she threw my dog off her lap.
 
Just considered renting a Prius for 'the fun of it'. Ohhhh dear.

I can only tell you that they are relatively quiet, comfortable and stable at 90+ mph.

I admit that I really wished that I got the chance to go to the UW-USC football game last year, especially since how UW pulled an upset. I had a friend who had extra tickets, but I wasn't offered one of them and I was pretty jealous.
 
I can only tell you that they are relatively quiet, comfortable and stable at 90+ mph.

I admit that I really wished that I got the chance to go to the UW-USC football game last year, especially since how UW pulled an upset. I had a friend who had extra tickets, but I wasn't offered one of them and I was pretty jealous.

Did you kill him? That's what I would have done. :D
 
Fml...

Parents split up today after 15 years and right when I probably need them most. Crying just typing this...

Why damn it why!

Forgive me to quote this message so late, but you have my condolences mate.

My dad told me in June that he and mom split up after being together 25 years. It's hard to deal with, and although I seem to have managed with it alright it certainly hasn't passed.

In fact, I just woke up from the most weirdest experience I've had. I have been sleeping way too little lately and decided to go to bed earlier. Just before I dive in, the fire alarm goes off. When the firetruck arrived and one guy explained it's his fault because his cooking isn't up to decency yet, they left and we all went back inside.

Anyway, so I have this dream involving the worlds best sex ever with my ex over and over again. I wake up; 00:30. I go back to sleep but my next dream is a bit different: My dad committed suicide. I don't know whether the fact that the dream took place at an apartment near the beach (I live in a student apartment at the seaside) or that so many actual facts gotten taken into the dream, but I wake up at 2:30AM bursting out in tears and not knowing I'm back into reality.

I think I spent some 10 minutes in this state where I thought my dad had actually committed suicide. I nearly ran over to my ex' college dorm to tell her my dad had died.

My mom did get taken into the hospital last weekend though for having "bloedarmoede" (having too little blood due to too much stress)

Biggest "What the hell?" experience ever. Maybe it's because I've had so little sleep lately this happened, and forgive me for putting this nonsense onto the net. But I just had to do something to fall back to reality. Thought I'd do a quick GTP visit, and I also am watching the 4playerpodcast live.

This post will probably look idiotic and stupid once I log in tomorrow though, so sorry if this was indeed one hell of a stupid post.
 
Not a stupid post but that is quite alot of 'What the hell'? My dad moved out yesterday but so far I have been fine, I just wish people would stop calling about it, I don't wish to talk about it with people because its hard to not get upset. If I dont talk about it I am fine...

Thanks for the thoughts :).
 
When my parents got their divorcement. My life changed, I really didn't know what to do anymore but now. My mom is happy and my dad is half away around the world for two years. Though now, I have to make a living in this world and a minimum wage job isn't doing it. I want to go back to school...
 
My parents divorced after 22 years when I was 16. Apparantly when parents sit you down and say 'We're getting a divorce', the expected response is not 'What took you so long?' Anything for a quiet life.
 
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My parents divorced after 22 years when I was 16. Apparantly when parents sit you down and say 'We're getting a divorce', the expected response is not 'What took you so long?' Anything for a quiet life.

That is the best ever reply I have ever heard.

My parents argue 24/7 but don't seem to want to get a divorce so I just have to bear with it.
 
Roo
My parents divorced after 22 years when I was 16. Apparantly when parents sit you down and say 'We're getting a divorce', the expected response is not 'What took you so long?' Anything for a quiet life.

If I had the space to sig that, I would. Props. 👍
 
To misquote Katy Perry, I drove a Prius and I liked it.

Also drove a Fiesta and learned to love the stupid interior.

Oh and came out to my mother.

It's been a busy week.
 
@Legendary: my parents divorced when I was 12 (I think). At that age, parents separating has a big impact on your emotions, but eventually you start to overcome your emotions :)

Eight years down the track, I haven't been happier. My sister moving out last year helped with that as well... :lol:
 
I just updated my facebook status to say that I was just diagnosed with Osgood-Schlatter's disease (which is true), but I said it only gives me 3 years to live..


Sigh, people need to learn to google, a simple google search reveals it's just a minor bone problem.

That's not really a good thing to joke about.
 
I just updated my facebook status to say that I was just diagnosed with Osgood-Schlatter's disease (which is true), but I said it only gives me 3 years to live..


Sigh, people need to learn to google, a simple google search reveals it's just a minor bone problem.


...you mean people just assume you're totally serious when you suggest that you're terminally ill? What a crazy world we live in!
 
Sorry if I'm bringing the thread down, but I figured I'd give a bit of an update.

Not surprisingly things haven't gotten much better. For the past three days I've managed to convince myself that I'm a burden to my friends and have ended up parking somewhere and not answering their phone calls. Every day I wake up and all I can think about is killing myself. Lately the days have just blended into each other from how much I smoke and the various panic attacks I've started to have more frequently. The urges to kill myself have also increased. I spend a lot of time going to a local park where I plan on hanging myself, and I've worn the tread down to metal on my right front tire from driving so bad. The other day I drove off the road toward a telephone poll, swerved last minute, and came inches from taking the ass end off my car from it swinging out (grass). I am able to have some random bits of happiness, but they're quite few and far between. I know I should really do something, but I literally wont let myself. Every time I even think about it I manage to convince myself I don't deserve to feel any better, and that there is no other solution than to kill myself. I feel silly trying to explain it, It doesn't make any sense, but it's just something in my head.

There is some good news though, I've found a few things to really look forward too (although it doesn't take much for me to say screw it, but it is an improvement). Short term, there is a decently big party being planned for whenever everyone has off work. My english friend is going to be bringing a friend of hers who I may have some interest in. Apparently another friend of mine described me to him and he was excited so I'm both nervous and happy. Middle term, my friends and I are planning on going to the ultra music festival in Miami. I don't remember when it is, I know it's a pretty long ways from now, but I absolutely can't wait to go. Long term, if my friend and I were able to get better jobs we could both move out and share an apartment with his girlfriend (also a good friend of mine). I know they say friends shouldn't live together, but I don't see there ever really being a problem.
 
Sorry if I'm bringing the thread down, but I figured I'd give a bit of an update.

Not surprisingly things haven't gotten much better. For the past three days I've managed to convince myself that I'm a burden to my friends and have ended up parking somewhere and not answering their phone calls. Every day I wake up and all I can think about is killing myself. Lately the days have just blended into each other from how much I smoke and the various panic attacks I've started to have more frequently. The urges to kill myself have also increased. I spend a lot of time going to a local park where I plan on hanging myself, and I've worn the tread down to metal on my right front tire from driving so bad. The other day I drove off the road toward a telephone poll, swerved last minute, and came inches from taking the ass end off my car from it swinging out (grass). I am able to have some random bits of happiness, but they're quite few and far between. I know I should really do something, but I literally wont let myself. Every time I even think about it I manage to convince myself I don't deserve to feel any better, and that there is no other solution than to kill myself. I feel silly trying to explain it, It doesn't make any sense, but it's just something in my head.

There is some good news though, I've found a few things to really look forward too (although it doesn't take much for me to say screw it, but it is an improvement). Short term, there is a decently big party being planned for whenever everyone has off work. My english friend is going to be bringing a friend of hers who I may have some interest in. Apparently another friend of mine described me to him and he was excited so I'm both nervous and happy. Middle term, my friends and I are planning on going to the ultra music festival in Miami. I don't remember when it is, I know it's a pretty long ways from now, but I absolutely can't wait to go. Long term, if my friend and I were able to get better jobs we could both move out and share an apartment with his girlfriend (also a good friend of mine). I know they say friends shouldn't live together, but I don't see there ever really being a problem.

It's good to see you have something to look forward to. You're not bringing the thread down, that's the point of the thread. And never think you're a burden on your friends-they've probably just got something going on with them.
 
To misquote Katy Perry, I drove a Prius and I liked it.

Also drove a Fiesta and learned to love the stupid interior.

Oh and came out to my mother.

It's been a busy week.

How many clues does she need?

Seriously though, well done.
 
I've been really angry the past couple of days, and most likely will be for the next week and a half. The boss is on holidays which practically leaves me in charge all the time and by myself half the time. As soon as this happens, all of a sudden everyone is having all the most difficult problems I could possibly have to deal with. WTF?! Add to that my Ute still runs like 🤬 due to the extremely lowsy job done by the tuners, hope to have that fixed early October. However I've now also had a leaking heater core diagnosed which is a massive job to repair, among other things that weren't fixed by the things I hoped would fix them. Long story short, I'm highly stressed, and as a result very angry at the slightest discrepancy in anything.

On the parents subject, my father died at age 9, I'm not sure which is worse, parents divorcing or a parent dying, but surely neither is anywhere remotely near what one should have to endure.
 
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