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Post by Rowena on Apr 25, 2011 15:17:48 GMT -8
If you were on the FF.net forum, you know the drill. If not, it's easy to learn. This is the place for you to rant about...well, whatever you want As Kate said in the original thread: So go ahead
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Post by Peeta the Frosting Prince on May 5, 2011 6:53:01 GMT -8
I. Am. So. Pissed.
See, I'm fending on my own here, with somebody else staying in the house. I don't get paid much. On the 25th of April, which was literally ten days ago, I went to the grocery store and did some MAJOR shopping and got about 70 dollars worth of food (keep in mind this is out of my own pocket; my parents are not giving me money for food). Now, maybe I am just weird, or something, but if I get that amount of food, I could have made it last for a month.
I don't each much, but I still eat on a fairly regular basis. I am just kind of crazy on making food last.
There is almost nothing left in the cupboards. I have not been the cause of this. It's the other person living with me.
I barely ate at all yesterday and I haven't eaten today (which is why I am shaking and over emotional and couldn't sleep and had headaches) on account of there being such little left, and I simply don't have any money to get more.
Seriously, if you're going to eat the whole goddamn kitchen, don't have me pay for it!
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Post by vividlyvisceral on May 5, 2011 8:00:04 GMT -8
Oh my older sister had to go through that as well. She spent all her money on food (she only had about $80) and then when she woke up the next morning the kitchen was- and I quote- "Littered with the empty boxes of everything I had struggled to carry home alone."
Roommates seem like jerkasses to me.
-my rant? I bought Fallout 3/New Vegas on PC thinking they'd work for my laptop. Turns out they can't. Why? Because the specs I had thought my laptop had- are actually slightly less than what is needed, and therefore the game tells me 'Error; insufficient video card' and so forth.
And there's a mouse in my room, which wouldn't be a problem if it didn't like RUSTLING THROUGH PLASTIC BAGS I store in the corner of my room for cleaning. Seriously mouse, go anywhere but there. Just be damn well quiet!
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Post by Peeta the Frosting Prince on May 5, 2011 18:14:29 GMT -8
It's just an asshole thing to do. If my dad had given me money to spend on food it would have been different. But I paid out of my own pocket. When I told my step-dad, though, he seemed pissed (not at me) so maybe it'll get sorted out.
One of my friends had a problem where she'd buy a carton Ben and Jerry's (also out of her own pocket'. and they are fairly expensive for ice cream) and her roommates kept eating it. so one day she put the last little bit in the microwave, melted it, mixed in a ridiculous amount of curry powder and then stuck it innocently back in the fridge. xD
And a mouse? -shudder- I hate 'em. How could you stand it?
And...lure it out with peanut butter?
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Post by Hannah on May 8, 2011 20:50:14 GMT -8
@ Leah- I hope that gets sorted out soon, because that's just an awful thing to do.
@ Vivid- A mouse? I can't say I've had much experience with mice, but I agree with Leah, maybe try luring it out?
My Rant: I'm in a very depressed mood because a conversation on another forum reminded me of what a lovely November I had.
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Post by Purple Embers on May 8, 2011 23:31:43 GMT -8
Hannah, I would ask what happened but it might depress you even more, but I hope you feel better soon.
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Post by Peeta the Frosting Prince on May 9, 2011 10:29:46 GMT -8
-hug-
I hope you feel better, too, hon.
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Post by Hannah on May 9, 2011 11:40:59 GMT -8
Thanks, guys. And, it's okay, Nicki, what happened in November was that my aunt died on Thanksgiving.
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Post by vividlyvisceral on May 11, 2011 13:23:50 GMT -8
I hate my father's partner. I just- I hate her. She doesn't even have to do anything, I want to stick a knife in her face and watch her screaming excuse of a life pump out across the kitchen floor. Either she's bitching about us housing fishing gear for a friend ("It's going to attract cockroaches and rats!") or not feeding both cats because her fatass one eats all the food ("don't call her fat-!") or just complaining about me in general ("all my children were moved out by this stage...")
Want to know the reason they moved out you fat hunk of sandwich meat? They lived with you. My father said I could live with him until he was an old man, he didn't care. Now you're here and you want me out so you can turn my bedroom into a guest-room or some shit.
Get it through your thick empty skull you piece of trash- I'm not leaving. Even though you were the one who brought on my panic-attacks, you were the one who almost drove me onto the streets and YOU are the one with the mother fucking problem- I WON'T LEAVE THIS HOUSE.
...I'm not trying to freak you guys out when I say this, nor am I asking for any "you should see a counselor"- but I actually think I'm willing to split this woman's head open for everything she has done. If there were hitmen around that I knew of, I'd be saving up to see her drown somewhere far away.
My life is perfect except for this woman. If it weren't for her, things would be so much easier. If she just didn't exist-!
-screams-
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Post by Hannah on May 11, 2011 16:11:55 GMT -8
@ Vivid-
*hugs* I do believe that this isn't the first time I've heard of this problem. And, I'm sorry, but I don't really have any advice for you (and I'm sure as heck not going to tell you to see a counselor, because they do nothing), but, I will agree that she is a b****.
And, my off-topic rant for the day is that I feel like I'm going to die. Or faint. Or both, quite frankly. (And I would know what you feel like when you're about to faint because last year I actually DID faint and was out cold for about a solid... minute. And I had to be carried to the nurse. Let's say that my PE class is tiring). We did a LOT of running in PE today... (okay, so, just me and a few other kids did, and the others were playing basketball downstairs)... 14 laps around the track of RUNNING. And when I say running, I mean sprinting, as in, equivalent to a seven-and-a-half-minute-mile-time sprinting. (Which I actually sort-of pulled of today, it's hard to explain...) (On our track 8 laps is a mile.) So I came home (late, I might add, as my mom had to pick me up instead of my dad, and got to my school an hour after I got out) and bought a giant slushie, but that only upset my stomach more. So... ugh.
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Post by Peeta the Frosting Prince on May 12, 2011 18:32:56 GMT -8
-hugs Vivid-
Fuck her, absolutely. It's your home, too, and you don't have to give in to her bullshit. I'm sorry she sits there and harasses you all the time because that is awful.
Hannah: Yeah...I'd imagine a slushie doesn't help much. I'd just cool down and take small sips of water until your body feels a bit more normal. Then ginger ale, for sure.
Rant for the day:
I hate my body, seriously. It couldn't have waited one day to get my period?! Seriously??
Warning, TMI ahead.
So, Rane and I only get to see each other once a month because we live 8 hours apart (that will change when I go to my new school but anyway). While I love spending time with him, no matter what we do, even if he is just holding me or we're talking...
well...I got my period. Which would be fine if it wasn't for /when/ it happened. Which was humiliating, and...frustrating. Because I literally got it mid-sex.
FML. D8
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Post by Aanaleigh on May 12, 2011 20:23:04 GMT -8
*hugs Vivid* I'm sorry that you have to go through that. I know how it feels, though never that bad. It's your house as well, and she has no right to do that to you.
Hannah: That sucks. I hope you got a bit of water when yo ugot home. And I hope you're better today.
Leah: Ooh, that sucks. :/
So my rant for the day: I really hate arguing. Most people who do argue with me stop after a few minutes because I'm so stubborn. Shawn is just as stubborn, perhaps more so, but when I argue with him, it makes everything for me just kinda fall apart I guess. I hate the feeling, and I actually ended up crying to day. (Is there such thing as tearproof make-up? I could use some...) But the fight was over something so stupid that I feel like an idiot about it in the first place. Question for those of you who have boyfriends, do you guys ever argue over stupid tiny things that are pointless, yet for some reason, at the time seems like such a big deal?
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Post by vividlyvisceral on May 12, 2011 22:20:59 GMT -8
Thanks everyone. I'm feeling a bit better now.
Yes, every now and again. We don't argue too much, since we've been together two years and we know how the other functions, but when we do it can get kind of desperate on both sides. For instance we had a colossal argument over the metaphorical existence of hell.
...yeah. The METAPHORICAL existence. I started balling my fists up and everything, and I even tried to hit the poor guy. We've had a few more arguments since then, about me going out to parties or him not trusting people over stupid things- and as intense as they may get (he doesn't usually cry, but sometimes he does.) we always make up in the end. It's like you said- they're pointless, but at the time they seem important. All that's important is to take a step back and think 'does this matter enough to get so upset about?'
That's why I don't get into those arguments so much anymore. We've realised that some things only need a brief discussion- not an entire argument.
Please don't be mad at me for giggling! That's happened to me as well, but with the jerk-ass boyfriend, and his answer was "don't worry- here's a towel. We'll just lay on that.". Sigh.
I hate periods. I just hate them. I read a book by Germaine Greer "the Whole Woman", which is the only feminist literature I've read, and it talked about how women need to stop seeing period blood as dirty and disgusting and stop thinking about their periods as a bad thing.
-when I read her argument I just stared blankly at the page, let out a flat 'what?' and wondered if she had ever had a proper, terrible period. With cramps, headaches and aching all over. The only thing they're good for is convincing me that I'm healthy inside, and even that can be untrue. D:
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Post by Purple Embers on May 13, 2011 2:35:09 GMT -8
Yes, every once in a while. Like once I was having a real off day; felt sick and had a raging headache and Carlo (my boyfriend) with his twin brother came up to me and said, "What's wrong with you, have you got your period or something?" I dunno, but it was something about the way he said it that just set me off. Damn my moody teenage brain!
We argued for days after that, but then we made up after a while so it was okay.
Gotta agree with you Vid. Completely and utterly agree. -Sigh-
And I'm really sorry about the whole 'bitch person in your house' thing. I hope things get better for you soon.
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Post by Peeta the Frosting Prince on May 13, 2011 8:14:11 GMT -8
Absolutely. Rane and I argue over stupid stuff all the time. I get mad at him so easily for stuff like him not replying to something I sent him, or when he gets sidetracked easily (he has ADHD) and loses track of what I'm saying. I've even gotten mad at him over him saying what was a compliment...and I took totally the wrong way.
We fight over Skype/the phone, though. As soon as I see him in person it's like, "wait...why do we ever fight again?"
Even so, on this visit I managed to get mad at him.
Nah, I'm not. In hindsight, it was funny in an unfortunate way.
Ew, how gross. -hug-
D8
I highly doubt she has, if she feels that way. Lucky her. >.<
Yeah, nowadays the only good they do for me is, "Yay, I'm not pregnant." That's about it.
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