Maybe I'm Not Well Known Here But My Life Is Sucking Dramatically (vent)

Miscellaneous and Personal Stuff I Must Share
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Where to start.

Ah. Yes. I suppose this semester was going along beautifully until September 11th. I’m nowhere near New York, don’t really know anybody who lives there (aside from some Dopers I was highly relieved to see checking in) but damn, that was awful. And surreal! Grandma said that for her it was WORSE than Pearl Harbor. Wow.

I’m in love with somebody who not only is not in love with me, but isn’t even interested in a relationship. With ANYBODY. At least it’s not just ME. I’ve been there before, too. We’re friends, and I’m okay with that (except when I’m PMSing.) And no, I’m not going to give up the friendship. He needs a few people on his side far too badly. Not too many people seem able to look past some of his weird behavior and see the really nice good-hearted guy inside.

Continual money crunch. I never get ahead of the bills.

A few weeks ago one of my mom’s best friends ever, sort of an adopted aunt of mine, was killed in a car accident.

The day before yesterday my family had to have their beautiful, loving, absolutely adorable Golden put to sleep. She had cancer. Damn but I miss her!

I have an EVIL professor for the second semester running, two different classes. He seems nice enough, though all his pop culture references are to the 80s, but he’s actually Evil Incarnate. Trust me. (Seriously. His idea of a soap opera is “Dallas.” It’s a good thing some of us are old enough to remember the 80s!)

Thank you for the opportunity to vent. Oh, and I have a choral concert today that we are not only unprepared for, but that we need a good two months to really get prepared for. Um…you can’t learn Messiah choruses in two weeks, Dr. H…they’re FREAKING HARD, and especially when you make us count-sing them so that when you tell us to sing text, NOBODY KNOWS THE WORDS…

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That sucks a big one. I’m with you on the money problems and Evil Professors. I’ve got to get a second job and see if that can alleviate some of my problems. It’ll probably end up causing more than it fixes. Oh well what can you do but deal with it?

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I wish I had so life affirming piece of advice to give you, but I don’t. All I can say is, (aside from the WTC, deaths in the family, etc.)these are all pretty much every day things. It means that you are growing up, taking on more responsibilities…And it really just gets worse. Soon you will have a mortgage, even MORE bill payments, mean co-workers, and kids.

Then there are the good things: A mortgage means you have your own home. Kids are fun. Mean co-workers ae nice to pull pranks on…You get the idea.

Don’t let life get you down. There may be some rough spots, but it equals out. I have seen my share of tough times, but in the end, everything works out ok.

Oh, BTW…Keep ranting. That is the best way to get that stress off.

jcmckaig sends surplus of good vibes he has been having lately over to whiterabbit

Plato? Aristotle? Socrates? Morons!
~And I know I wasn’t right, but it felt so good… -Better Than Ezra

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Oh by the way, rabbit, your lab tests came back.

You have leprosy.

But at least you’ll be able to see Hawaii now.
But seriously, buck up, trooper. Things could always be worse:

http://www.snopes.com/horrors/freakish/climax.htm

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I don’t have anything wise or witty to say. Just wanted to let you know that I hope things get better for you. Are you doing OK, whiterabbit? I mean, I know you’ve got a lot of crappy stuff going on, but do you feel overwhelmed or are you dealing with it?