Thread: The brooding club
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I might be short, but so is my temper! Hmm.. That might be a great signature for me..
The police are in big trouble over my arrest they comited three different offenses whilst arresting me plus four in the station!
I still haven't found the any key....
Keep on trying, Plastic, keep on trying.
Ok I wanna join the club too...
What are you guys doing here again???
A very fond welcome to our little club, Asteroth. As a member, you're doing just fine. Nothing, that is. Just talking about stuff that are on your mind. See what other people think. Or just to get if off your chest. Everything's fine really. Just stick to pt's general rules and enjoy!
The police are in big trouble over my arrest they comited three different offenses whilst arresting me plus four in the station!
Arrested, Ross? First thing I hear about it. Anyway, if we don't see you around here for a while, I guess we know why... No, really, hang on in there, and like Val said, be wary.
If you read some older posts here you'll see this is the place where you can come and complain about everything from a mosquito bite to more serious problems. Nothing is to small or to big to talk about in here.
It is always good to get things of your chest and to maybe get another point of view on things or just get some encouragement.
And your avatar is from Soutpark right?
Because the market has picked up somewhat since then, I decided to try selling it once more. It needs quite a bit of work doing to it, so with this current "seller's market" I figured it would sell easier than when there's a slump and people start getting fussy.
Anyway, yesterday I put it on the market, and today I managed to sell it for considerably more than I was offered three years ago. The estate agents haven't even had a chance to put a "For Sale" board up yet, let alone advertise it in the local paper, so they have earned themselves an easy £1500. I don't care though... Their job was to sell it for me. I cannot complain that they have managed to do just that in only 27 hours.
The million dollar question is, do I now buy another place and save the cost of my rent, or do I hang on to the cash and hope the present housing bubble bursts in the next year and buy one of the inevitable repossessions?
I cannot see housing prices rising much more than they already are. People can only afford to borrow what they are doing at the moment because the interest rates are so low. An increase of just a few percent in the interest rates now will see thousands of people lose their homes. The whole situation is crazy at the moment. Okay, a lot of people are managing to buy houses, but they are walking such a narrow tightrope.
I cannot see housing prices rising much more than they already are.
Yeah, but we were all saying that a year ago as well weren't we? Buying a house is right out for me, and I'm having enough trouble trying to find one to rent at the minute, need a 3 or 4 bed house in town, you'd think it would be easy wouldn't you? No chance...
2 years ago when I moved in here, I couldn't find any 1 bed flats til this one, cos there were too many big 3 or 4 bed houses in there, guess what? Now it's swapped round hasn't it? Life is such a complete total.... at times.
My current brood: kids of my brother are here. They're staying till Wednesday. Lovely kids, but they're way too noisy to my liking. (there's no real headache smilie, so I'll take this one)
If you can live with out the sea Val you could always move to Greater Manchester
My brood though..... SOLICITORS!!!!
I can understand why I need a solicitor to oversee things when I buy a house, if only to make sure I'm not buying somewhere where a motorway is about to built in the front garden next year. But why does it have to cost me £500 to have a solicitor sell my house? Do I care at that stage if a motorway is going through the living room?
Do I care at that stage if a motorway is going through the living room?
Yeah, solicitors... My brother will be tried for a car accident soon. He ran over a cyclist. I'm not going to tell you the story in full here cos it would take me ages, but anyway he's got a solicitor too of course. I'm sure the guy means well, but hey, when my brother had to appear in court for the first time, he was on holiday! Hellooo?
Most of those who teach in classes where there are over a 100 students really don't seem to care whether there are a 100 or 50 or even 10. On the contrary, the less the better, because that means they can get on with their course. One of the last classes we had last term was English grammar. There were about 10 people there. We started off with about 150 for that class. The woman who teaches it didn't seem to mind though. She got on with her class, and in two hours we had seen nearly 150 pages. The others nearly fell off their chairs when we told them what they had missed. So that's how you can get punished if you don't go to class.
Talking about lack of attendance in classes reminds me of one of my chemistry classes during the first year at Uni. It was a big class with around 120 of us. The lecturer was so incredibly boring, however, you could see the attendance dropping off daily. He used to hand out printed notes of the lesson and then just spend the next hour reading through them. After a while a few of us used to just take it in turns to turn up to his lesson and take enough of the sheets for the rest of us. After a while, we also sussed we could just turn up, take a handfull of the sheets and walk straight out again without having to listen to him drone on.
By the end of the course he actually only had three people regularly attending his classes. 3 out of 120... I'm sure he must have noticed.
Never take hard lecture classes first thing in the morning or right after lunch as your attention span is very poor at those hours. For some reason the powers that be usually offer their hard courses then to quite effectively weed-out the dumbkoffs.
I also hated courses taught by teaching assistants and also by lecturers who were more interested in their research projects and only taught to obtain grant money to get on with their real work.
I am so sorry you are not well and I do hope you recover soon. Take care.
Eryan; I hope you will get better soon, I hate when a fellow PT'er is feeling ill. My thoughts are with you too.
Thank you to everyone for your concern. I do appreciate it, and it means a great deal to me. I will be in and out, but I am always here in Spirit. I love it here too much stay away for any length of time. This place is my 2nd home I could never leave it. I have missed everyone so much.
Eryan: I am sorry you are under the weather as well. I hope you get well soon. I enjoy reading your posts a lot.
And Tommy, my fingers are crossed!
My problems are of similar, chronic nature, I am having cardiac arrythmia, and I have months when all is quiet and then periods when I am having nasty fits practically every day. Right now I had a very troublesome period and I even landed in a hospital for a few days, but the things seem to calm down right now, let's hope I will have some respite on my new drugs!
Samwisegamgee, I hope very much that your problems will not trouble you too much and that you, too, will be able to enjoy life and this beautiful spring!
Rednell, Celebrian, Val, Ringfaxwen, Samwisegamgee - thank you a lot for your kind words, they provided me a great support! As lately I did not submit many posts, I wondered whether I am still remembered at all by you? Nice to see that I am still not entirely forgotten! )
Eryan, of course we didn't forget you! We really missed you around here. I'm so glad to see your back! If we would live closer to each other I would give you a big hug right now! You know I will always be there for you.
You see Sam, I lost people who were dear to me in the past. But I'm glad I didn't gave up because about one year ago I met this wonderful person, who now became my best friend. To loose that friend would hurt me again, but all the touching conversations and wonderful things we've been through is worth the risk of getting hurt. I hope you find such a friend soon, too.
Sweet dreams everyone!
To anyone suffering at the moment, i hope things get better
I explained it so thoroughly that they gave me friendly laugh and told me that wasn't necessary, they heard I knew what I was talking about.
The other guy had no idea what he was doing. He didn't know what the theme was about, but still he managed to eel his way out of it..and he got a better grade than me!!! He told me he has been doing this for years, fooling people to get his grades up, he twirles them around his little finger!! He walks in the room seeming confident, telling a joke or two when he is in trouble and this actually works..this ******* fails every subject but manages to pass this exam in a subject he knows nothing about
I am so angry that my heart litterally hurts...tea? Yes that would be nice now...calm me down..Tommie, my fingers, toes and tounge is crossed for you! Good luck!
I haven't visited this thread in a while either, so I would just like to add my best wishes to all those who are feeling poorly. And good luck with your exams Tommi! Not that you will need it, since you are such a bright and clever young woman.
Here is my brood (not a very big one, but it is on my mind a lot): The price of houses and economic rationalism. A typical house in my suburb is about $250K. How is any ordinary (or in my case, sub-ordinary) person supposed to afford that? Rents are also at an appalling all-time high. So the rich get richer and the poor get poorer, and the people most in need are supposed to live...where exactly? And on top of all that, Uni fees have gone up again, by about $2000 per year. Soon, only the rich will be able to afford an education, hence a decent job, hence property...and so on.
Guess I better start buying lotto tickets...
Just knuckle down and work your @$$ off, it will pay off!
Ross: That's very easy for you to say, being a single male; however, it is very much harder to accomplish when you find yourself a now single mother with young children to raise and their father refusing to provide any support.
I don't want to turn this into an arguement, but my Mum managed that in the seventies when it wasn't a particularily femine friendly working enivoroment in the UK!
when you find yourself a now single mother with young children to raise and their father refusing to provide any support.
Can you imagine trying to tell this to the little girl in a few years befor she hears about it in school? Your first daddy went ga-ga and tried to murder your new daddy, so your new daddy had to kill him?
Funeral was thursday, and I couldn't come because I had an exam. He was my second cousin on my mothers side, 24 years old I think. Didn't know him, but the story is so sad and awfull because I feel for those left behind by this psycopat, just had to share it with you.. Don't think the ex-wife and children where home, I pray they weren't....
Does put things in perpective doesn't it?
I had an exam on the day my grandfather was buried. Didn't do to well...
As you say, it sure does put things into perspective. Someone my age doing something like that. I must have a wonderfull life really, compared to many others!
To all of us; Someone clever ones said life is not so much what happens to you, as how you take it. Optimists live longer and happier lives than pessimists. How to become an optimist? Well, for me it took a lot of tea, Freecell and a German girl to learn from..
I am sorry for you and yours too.
A friend of mine lost her brother in law last year. He discovered he was suffering a mental disease. There is no medication for this disease, not yet. Now he still was in an early stage, but he feared so much turning into a mental patient. And out of fear that he might hurt his wife and child one day, he killed himself. He didn't talk to his familly about this fear.
Every loss is hard to bear, but the way you loose them, can make it even more painful.
OMG Amarie, I am soooo sorry for your loss, that is beyond horrible. My prayers are with you.
Three years ago, we had a similiar situation in our family.
My sister, got pregnant very young, and before my niece was born, the father went to jail. While S was in jail, my sister started dating his best friend M. She and M got married about a month after she gave birth to a beautiful little girl. (Kari now has 3 kids, the last two are both boys from M) After S, got out of jail, he had started dating someone else, and the 4 of them kept in contact on a regular basis. (My niece never knew S was her father, but a friend of the family) Well, S's new girlfriend left him and started staying with M's aunt and her boyfriend. S went over to see her and long story short was killed my M's aunt's boyfriend) Recently my niece started asking why she has grandparents that are just hers and not her brothers. How is my sister going to explain that her step-father's aunt's boyfriend killed her father?
So, Amarie, I really can empathize with you. I pray, that the children in your family are not too traumatized by this horrid event later in life.
Tuesday my friend called and told me the kittens didn't move and didn't respond to sound. I rushed over, and just before I arrived I saw a huge, black cat leave the place where the kittens laid and I knew that wasn't the mother.
A terrible sight met me...all four kittens were dead..and the cat that had just left killed them..paws were chewed off, throats were ripped open, blood was everywhere..(for those who don't know; I love animals, so this was a terrible experience for me. Ppl often tell me that I have a silly love for animals, that it is not possible to care for them as much as I do). So small and defenseless! Imagine the terror they must've felt! No one to hear their stifled squeals! I can imagine how it happened; total chaos, no mum to protect them, pain, fear, rage, silence...
I felt sick and tears whelmed up in my eyes (told you I loved animals). Friends tried to comfort me by saying this was natures way of creating balance, all can't live, some must die. I see what they mean, but if this were humans, it would be like an adult killing small children that had just figured out how to use their feet and arms and ppl would call it murder...this is how I see it, not as a balance in nature, but as a murder.
This is a sight that will stay with me as long as I live, and in some way I do blame myself for not getting there sooner, maybe I could've saved them? I did mean to go back, but it was to late when I finally had time..they were so beautiful and now they are gone..so beautiful
I will now try to distract you all from this awfull story by telling you about my catlady Blackie who have two male friends, cute as can be, who sneaks into our flat when they can, walking about like they own the place and eating Blackies food and she doesn't seem to mind. We try to tell them that they don't live there, but they just don't listen. The most frekvent visitor is the houseowners cat. They call him Tassen, we call him Rent-a-cat, cause he comes all cute and cuddly and has a wonderfull purrrrrr and we pretend he is ours for a while.
That was a cute storyright? Do we all feel a bit better now? Hope so. I was worth a try. Nature has it's ways. At least aminals don't kill for fun like humans do, but that is a whooole new discussion that don't belong here.
I used to live in a semi-rural area, and we had a (one!) fox that used to roam about. He was gorgeos! Shiny red fur, bright eyes and a magnificent brush of a tail. I loved to watch him from my lounge room window each morning, he was so full of life!
I never saw him during the day, only very early in the morning and late at night. We had a huge ferril rabit population, so I imagine that is what he lived on. I never heard of him causing any problems. I called him "Cobber" - it seemed to suit him.
Then one day (in the middle of the day) I was out walking my babies when Cobber suddenly appeared out of the undergrowth at the side of the path in front of me. This surprised me, because as I said, he never usually came out during the day. As I turned around to go back the other way (just to be careful, he was a wild animal after all), Cobber looked at me, then collapsed onto the ground and died. He had been poisoned. Most likely by one of the local hobby farmers.
The memory has always stayed with me - maybe partly because no one bothered to clean up his remains (I think if you are going to poison animals, you should at least clean up the mess you make), but just left him there by the side of the road for the magpies and other dogs to worry at.
[Edited on 15/6/2003 by Allyssa]
Turned out the two local grain elevator operators were putting out poison to control the mice and rat population and the cats were catching eating the poisoned, but not yet dead mice and rats. We lost Smokey, a big grey tomcat this way. Soon after, they started using a quicker acting poison and the problem disappeared.