Do you have a friend/enemy? I do. I'm apparently not good at keep promises because I have somehow found myself sort of being friends with an ex-friend who has hurt me a lot in the past. I've moved on from the pain that she inflicted, but I can NEVER forget how she made me feel. I don't want to. If I forget then I'll allow someone to hurt me in the same way again and I so don't feel like being that bitch's punching bag again.
Anyways, this particular person IM'd me yesterday, gloating about how she finally graduated from college. Normally I'd be happy for her or anyone because graduating from college is a major achivement. However, she had an ulterior motive. ( SURPRISE, SURPRISE!) This bitch knows very well that I'm still in college and how utterly wounded I was for having to drop my summer classes this year, and yet she had to fucking gloat.
She made sure to point out all of my faults and failings. Like me still living at home, not working, not having a drivers licesense and what not. Yeah, apparently she convienetly forgot that I have a learning disability and can't work while I'm in school. That and the fact that money is tight enough as it is and I can't afford to learn how to drive due to gas prices. Sure the solution is simple, but for me it's not.
Speaking of finding a job, I have given up on getting a summer one. I have applied to virtually every local place in town and haven't gotten one nibble. It's a little disheartening, but whatever. My life isn't always going to be like this and I know I sound like a totally ninny, but I'm just going through a slump right now. And where there's a slump, depression inevitably follows.
Overall, I hate it when people gloat like she does. What are you trying to prove anyways? I mean, it's not like there's some medal waiting for you after you've done strutting around like a ruddy peacock. You'll still be the same person, degree or no degree. Sure as hell wish you were a better one though. That way you'd be humbled by your achievement, not gloating like a snob.
Anyways, WTF do I know anyways. I will probably look back on this post months from now and laugh my pudgy ass off, lol.
Well, that's it for now folks
There's been so much drama in my life as of late. My sisters have been having some financial issues, which almost got them evicted from their apartment, but they pulled through. While I am saddened by their current prediciment, I can't completely sympathize with them. My middle sister is making it hard on everyone because she's being so damn picky about getting a second job. All the while we are giving them $200/ a month to help tide them over. I personally find the situation unfair because my parents need that extra money. My middle sister seems to be totally oblivious of this fact and quite frankly, it's pissing me off.
I have been trying to find a job ever since I decided to drop my summer classes. My middle sister on the other hand has an associates degree and more of a job background than I do, and yet she is being so damn picky because she wants to stay in college when she really can't afford to do so.
Anyways, because of my sisters financial prediciment we were going to sell a pretty valuable flute to help them out. However, when we had it appraised by the manufacture we found out that it's a rare peice and is worth A LOT more than we anticipated. I also realized that I wanted to play again. I haven't had time to play due to my busy scheduele and now that the prospect of selling it has been put on the table, I can't bare to part with it. Granted, the flute is not mine to sell. Heck, none of the ones we had were. They were LOANS, but dad was the one who paid for them so he has the final say when it comes to the future of the flute.
Thankfully my dad has choosen not to sell it. This of course doesn't bode well with my sisters because they want to sell it for the money. What angers me the most is that they don't care what it meant to them or dad. He bought that flute and the others, which were all pretty expensive, because he wanted us to have the best. He cared about our musical careers. That's why he paid for the lessons, the band camps and flute choirs because he cared. Now he feels that they are just throwing that back in his face because they are so desperate for the money.
It's all for a quick fix in my opinion. They will spend that money like water and when it's all gone, they'll be back to where they've started. Maybe even worse! If they had definate future planned where they wouldn't be in debt anymore. Where they had a better job and what not, then I'd consider it, but that is not the case and besides, it's not up to me. I think, and surpsingly enough my father agrees, that my sisters need to change their lifestyle instead of selling everything they own for a quick fix.
Their life isn't working anymore and it would be unfair if we had to start selling our valuables to give them a temporary fix. I regret selling my flute and oboe, but it had to be done because we were going to loose a lot, but the future wasn't blurry like it is for them. We have a stable income comming in while my sisters...don't.
Anyways, I'm done rambling for now
A lot has happened this past week. I never expected in a million years that I'd drop my classes three weeks into the summer semester, but alas, it happened. If I had another option I would've taken it, but the last day to drop was on the 10th before I'd get weight listed, which means that my GPA would be crapped-out, as my dad puts it. There is however a downside to dropping. I have to pay roughky $1,300 in order to sign up for more classes. Thankfully I had the foresight to sign up for classes before they could penalize me. Which would've been bad because I wouldn't have been able to sign up for classes, which basically means I'd not be allowed back into school until I had paid that $1,300 off.
So yeah, I beat the system, but it's a bittersweet victory. I hate dropping out because it makes me feel like a total and complete failure. I am proud to be in college because I've learned so much in such a short amount of time. More than I did when I was in elementary school through highschool. Heck, what I've learned in God knows how many years pales in comparison to what I've learned in a short span of two years in college.
Anyways, the reason why I dropped is because I wasn't able to keep up due to the fact that the normal 15 weeks per semester is shortened to 10 weeks during the summer. Then there is the fact that there is virtually NO tutoring for my programming logic class, which in my opinion is unacceptable. Programming Logic is a new language to me and in order to understand it in its entirety I need tutoring outside of the classroom because I am a disability student. As for math, whoo boy, where should I begin.
I am NO racist in any shape or form. So, to anyone who reads this please don't mistake me for being so. Anyways, my math teacher is Russian, which kind of made it hard to understand the lecture because her accent is so thick. Secondly, the communicatio between us was not good. She never replied to ANY of my emails and basically embarrased me in class when I came in on Monday. I was sick during the previous class and unfortunately, we had a quiz that day as well.
Anyways, I walk into the next class and she is like, in front of the entire class, " Why didn't you take your quiz?" Well duh, I wasn't there! So then she basically goes on telling me that I should've went to the testing center because apparently it had been there since last Wed, despite the fact that the testing center wasn't even open that day. So to make this short, I took the quiz, which was harder than any test I have previously taken in math. When I finally got out of the testing center the lecture was half way over and I. Was. Pissed!
The gist of my deliema is this. I was having a hard time keeping up in both classes and neither teachers were any good. So, logically my own choice was to drop and start fresh. Yes, I have to pay a fee, but it's better than fucking up my GPA that I worked so hard to obtain.
Now I am at a cross roads. I either continue on towards my associates or work on taking classes to transfer over to OSU, so I can go to their college of engineering for my bachelors. However, there's a downside to taking that route. I have to be accepted into the college of engineering, which is conditional, according to the CSCC academic advisor that I went to this week. Overall, I am planning on schedueling an appointment with an OSU advisor to get an idea of what the game plan for them will be before I make any major decisons.
Anyways, my sisters had their baptism on the 7th. I went only to support them as they fully indoctrinated themselves into becoming a " born again " christan. Granted, I respect their choice, but I have NO respect for their so-called "church" at all. When I first walked into their church it was like walking into some sort of corporate theme park that had NO resemblence of a church at all. The baptisim was worse. Yes, it was sort of moving, but it was like watching some whacked out circus.
The people were nice, but I could see beneath veener of their well-played illusion. My sisters church is nothing but a money-making racket. Plus, for one to remain a member of their enterprise you either have to pay a monthly fee or volunteer. What a load of bull! A church should be a place solace and a place where one shouldn't feel forced or obligated to do something because another person says so. Well, that's how I've been raised. But that's just the tip of the ice berg. It gets worse...much worse.
I've been doing research on my sisters church now that I've more free time. I've read blogs, have read numerous comments, have researched the church website and have seen a couple of videos about their church on youtube. More than HALF of the people believe this enterprise has cult-like tendacies, which scares me. My sisters are apart of the Vineyard church now and I can already see the rift starting to form.
The church will demand all of their time and eventually will coax them into giving money that they don't have. Then, when shit gets bad they will come to us crying because they realize that they've been totally disillutioned. Ugh, I hope, and I know this may sound " out there ", but I hope this doesn't turn into another Jim Jones or Wako incident. That would devastate me.
Anyways, I am pretty much done for now
Well, I got through my first week of school, which was hot and stressful. Intro to programing logic is not what I expected. As I read through the material I feel more confident that I will succeed in that class. Math however is debateable. My teacher is tough and to top it off, she's Russian. Which doesn't bother me in the slightest. In fact, I find it kind of cool. I know this class will be a challenge and I welcome it with open arms. Lets just hope I make it out on the winning side when the semester ends.
Anyways, money is tight right now because of the my sisters and yesterday I found out that we only had $2 to our name. I admit that I felt guilty because here I am, living at home, scott- free MOST of the time when I could be working while in school. Then I remember my disability and how much harder it would be for me to stay in school and keep my grades up if I had a job. Still, even that aspect didn't stop me from feeling guilty.
Anyways, I realized that I had some things that I could sell to help tide us over, but one of the items used to be my sisters. So, naturally I asked their premission, because that's just good manners. Anyways, to be frank, I got bitched out by my eldest sister about not having a job.
Yeah, to a lot of people I may look lazy or spoiled, but that's NOT the case. To be honest, I'm afraid of getting a job again. Back in 2006 right before graduation I worked at Mcdonalds for a few months that summer. I was so excited because I finally felt like an adult. However, for me, a girl with a learning disability such as mine had a hard time grasping the new responsibilties like using a cash register or working at the drive-thru.
It was all so overwhelming for me and I knew that it would take me longer than most to get the hang of the new job, but aparently that wasn't okay with the manager. She knew of my disability before hiring me and understood that I needed time to get the hang of things, but she didn't care. Anyways, one day when I came in for my shift I had to go to the managers office to talk about transfering work days with another person because my family wanted me to go on vacation.
It was then that I heard the conversation that scarred me for life! She basically said that she was going to cut my hours down until I would quit because I was, what she so amically called " Dead Weight ". She even had the nerve to call me stupid! I should've reported her, heck, I should've told my parents to help me out, but I was too mortified. I didn't want my parents to know that the manager of my first job thought I was a complete idiot.
So, I've kept it a secret up until now. I figure offloading this terrible secret online makes it more impersonal in a way. However, I've been battling with this fear for years and I still do. I figured if I went to college and obtained an associates degree, then I'd be better off. Heck, I'd have more of an educational background than that damn manager.
What she did to me was unforgiveable. With a few words she demeaned me as a person, insulted my intelligence and my very intergrity as a human being. I promised myself after that I would NEVER let that happen to me again. Too bad I didn't truly realize the signifigance of my decsion until long after because I tried to get a job again a year or so later.
I applied for a position at Krogers for the Deli department and got it. I just didn't make it through the training because I got sick with a terrible cold because the training rooms were ice cold and it was in the middle of ruddy summer! Anyways, she too, in her own way called me an idiot. That of course set me back to the point where my confidence in my intelligence was nearly nill.
Now I'm at a point in my life where I honestly don't have time for a job because I'm at a critical juncture in my college career. That and my fears about getting a job still linger and I am thinking about seeking proffessional help to help battle this phobia that has formed.
Overall, I've been considered an idiot all of my life because of my learning disability, but now I know differently. I know what I'm able to accomplish now because of what college has given me so far. Sure, I feel foolish for letting the opinions of others rule my life. Who wouldn't? But alas, we live and learn. Now that I've accomplished one goal I am ready to get the councling I need so I can combat this fear of getting a job.
Anyways, that's pretty much it for now
I've been having a hard time channeling my anger as of late. Our fianical trouble have put a strain on our life and I feel it's all because of my sisters. Granted, I don't go around randomly accusing people of shit to take the blame off myself because that's just distasteful. However, I just recently found out that my parents have been giving my sisters $200 a month to help take the edge off their finanical burdens.
I was at first okay with it because come on, they're family. Enough said, right? Now we're short on money because of that $200. Anyways, something happened last week that spurred my anger almost to the boiling point. My dad and I had to take my sisters car on grocery day. I'd just come back from the gym and needed some hand sanitizer. Stupid me, I forgot mine at home so I figured my sisters would have some in the car.
Anyways, I found some in one of my sisters bag that was laying on the floor. What I found however shocked. A fresh recipt depiciting a recent charge from Sephora. The amount was tremendous! It was then that I realized that my parents had just given them the $200 when the items were purchased. So, logically, that money, which was supposed to be for food was spend on nonsensical items like expensive perfume and lip gloss.
Normally I don't go rooting through people's shit, but this quiet literally fell into my lap! Anyways, anger surged through me like a tidal wave. How fair is it that my sisters can go out and buy $20 lip gloss and $50 perfume spent with OUR MONEY??? After further investigation I soon found out that these type of splurges are considered normal for them. They go to nice resturants on a regular basis when we're stuck going to places like Mcdonalds and what not.
I thank God everday for what I have, but this situation with my sisters is not right. They did not earn that $200 and if they can't afford to shop at places like Sephora and eat at places like Brio, then they shouldn't go there period! The last straw for me is when they critisize me for not having a job and making money to help contribute to the financial household.
My parents understand why I choose not to work. I'm in college and have a learning disability. I need the extra time to get through the course work and what not so I can keep on top. So, working while in school right now is not in the cards for me. So, how fair is it that I get bitched out when they can't even make it own their own? Recently they bitched about me having Adobe Cs6, for school no-less, because it costs money to keep their Creative Cloud plan.
Overall, I'm just sick and tired of their shit. They think the sun shines out of their asses because they're going to be born again christians. To them, I am going to go to hell because I apparently am choosing not to live for God. Live for God? Them? Hah! What a fucking crock! They are such hypocrites. They sit there in their little fortress of a townhome and think that the better than us when they can't even make it own their own with three jobs between them.
I am done ranting for now
I joined Experience Project to make some geniune friends, to share my stories and experiences. I DID NOT join to hook-up with random dudes and pervs. If you see my profile and think, " Hey, maybe this girl is looking for a sexy time?" Well, NEWS FLASH!!! I'm not. So, if hooking up is your intent, then please move on.
That's all I have to say
I feel so bad for one of my friends right now. She's going through a rough time because of a certian inconsiderate ass, who shall not be named, didn't have the decency to pay her the benifit of the doubt and listen to her. Dumping your kids onto to someone doesn't make you mother of the year, especially when the person in question having to watch them couldn't really do so in the first place.
As a result my friend failed her math final. She even went to the head of the math department to take a look at her final and knew that she missed sections that she was to go over when that inconsiderate person basically dumped her kids onto her front door step when she was trying to study. Depsite whether she has to retake the class, justice WILL be served. The inconsiderate person will get what's coming to her in court.
Because she was unable to study that night, she had a hard time with the few problems that probably could've given her a passing grade. And it's all because of this one person's lack of consideration and tolerance for higher education. This person didn't care a smidgen about the fact that my friend was to take her math final the NEXT day! As long as this person got what they wanted, it didn't matter!
I don't use the word " hate " flippantly, but I really do hate the person who caused my friend to fail her final exam. I will cheer with my friend when she takes that peice of trash to court so they can pay their dues. At least then my good friend will get the compensation that she deserves and, it'll go towards the math class that she'll have to retake.
Anyways, other than that I am still having 'lady' problems and will have to be put to sleep for some procedures. Other than that, life is good. I am enjoying my free time and am using it wisely. Got a new cross word and am loving it! I love puzzles. It keeps my mind sharp.
Well, I passed both of my classes. I recieved an " A " in my CS6 ( Adobe) class and a " C+ "in math. Granted, I would've recieved a higher grade if I wasn't given such a shoddy final, but whatever. I passed and that's all that matters.
Anyways, that's pretty much it.
The semester for me is offically over! I took my math final yesterday and guess what, I bombed! The final math final was too hard in my opinion. I felt that the questions were all trick ones. Ones that we rarely went over in class. I studied my ass off! I'm so mad because I feel that all the studying amounted up to naught!
Anyways, regardless I am confident enough to know that I passed. With a C, but I know I'll pass regardless. I worked hard enough through the entire course. I went to class, did my homework and studied for each and every test to the best of my abilities. Sure, I had one or two flubs, but I got through it, and that's all that matters.
Anyways, I feel I have finally resolved myself of the whole EP perv issue. This experience has taught me a valuable lesson. One that I should've reinforced within my self a long time ago. You can't control what other people do, but you can control what you do. Sure, I know it takes all sorts to make a world, but I don't have to recognize some of the more darker aspects of it.
I still however think that talking about 'some' aspects of sex on EP shouldn't be allowed, but that's just me. There are sex forums where you can talk about all of that to your hearts content. Why contaminate a public website like EP????
Anyways, other than that I am going to be spring cleaning this week and sorting through some clothes and what not. I only have a 2 week break, so I'm going to use it wisely.
Well, that's it for now
I've been reflecting these past few days in-between studying for my finals. The recent incident on EP shook me to my core. I felt so humilated when that boy said those things to me. How he could consider that those words were romantic in any shape or form is beyond my ability of comprehension.
For days now I have battled with my feelings about this matter. Apart of me still feels humilated, angry and wants to see that boy get whats coming to him. However, the other more rational side of me sees that I can't control what people do, I can only control what I do.
Society is fucked up these days. America is all about free speech, which I am all for, but there is downside to having too much freedom. Apparently defecating on someone is an acceptable fetish these days. It's normal. How can that be? I understand about BDSM and what, but seriously? You all can so grossed out by watching 'shock' videos like "2 girls 1 Cup?" Yeah, I've seen many reaction videos. People are grossed out, just like was when I saw those videos.
So, how is it okay for someone to say that to me? How is it any different? I got trolled for being digusted by someone merely asking me that, and yet when a group of people takes part and even has the audacity to film it, it's not okay? Seriously, I would like to know where the logic is in this situation?
Overall, I should've been careful before talking to this boy. I usually check a persons profile before talking to them, but I was neglectful, and this is what I get. As much as I hate the situation, I am powerless. I can't control what people do and no matter how many times I report to EP, nothing will be done. The problem is too great. All I can do now is just ignore those people, groups and situations and let God handle the rest.
Something happened to me on EP yesterday that shook me. If you’ve read my previous blog “Grossed Out” then you’ll understand what's in the content of this blog. I admit that I may have been too hasty when writing in both my personal blog and the story on the “ I’m Open minded “ group. I should’ve waited until I had clearer head so I was able to express my feelings more ob
I understand this website has a variety of people with preferences and groups that vary in topic. What you write about, what groups you join and what kind of fetishes you like is your business, not mine. It isn’t my place to dictate what’s allowed and what isn’t on this site or to anyone in general. However, I have a right to express my outrage.
Think about it, if you were having a nice conversation with someone and suddenly, that person says, “ I would love it if you peed on me while I rub my belly :) “ How would react? Sure, that person has a right to be into that kind of fetish, but to say that to a person that has given you NO indication that they were into the same thing is wrong.
When I posted my story on the “ I’m Open Minded “ group I was stampeded by trolls. All saying that I am narrow minded, I live in my own little world and that I should get off my high horse. Again, I never said that I had the right to dictate to anyone about his or her personal preferences. What I was trying to say is that in my OPINION there is a right place and a wrong place for that sort of thing.
Experience Project is an open site. This means that any child who figures out how to bypass the age law is more than likely able to see that sort of thing. In my opinion, there should be another site specifically for people who want to hook-up with other people who want to discuss their sexual desires, away from the prying eyes of children. Again, I was in NO WAY saying that I have the right to dictate to other people about their preferences.
Everyone has his or her right to free speech, but one should use common sense as well. Sites like EP have their limits because perverted people like this boy take advantage of the freedom that he’s been given. He didn’t care if he was offending or demoralizing me me as woman. As long as he got what he wanted and sated his desire, it didn’t matter.
What baffled me the most was that people were defending this kind of behavior. There were only a few people that understood that someone must stand up for what is right. Has society gotten so bad that instead of trying to keep these public sites clean, we should just let it go? Let me ask you all this. How bad does it have to be before it’s labeled as unacceptable? Huh? How far does a person have to go? Where is the line?
I was talking to this really nice guy on EP this morning. He's in high school, but I still found him pretty cool. That was until he basically said that he "Wanted me to pee on him while I sit on his lap while he rubs his belly." Yeah, take that in for a moment while I vomit up my lunch. I am not going to name names because I don't want to embarass him, but seriously, I'm grossed out! It's thee most deprave thing someone has EVER said to me.
In what universe does anyone think that saying something like that to someone you just met in any way acceptable???? I blocked him because I felt tainted by assocation. I'm just baffled by this, by him. He seemed so...normal. I know there are weird fetishes in this world, but deficating on someone is gross. It's like 2 girls 1 Cup gross.
I told him that this kind of talk IS NOT ACCEPTABLE and that he needs to see someone. Look, I know there are a lot of pervs in this world and on this website, but talking about defecating on someone is...I don't know what to say. I don't even have a category to put this in. This has got to be one of thee worst EP experiences to date, even worse than the whole "Tianajade" drama.
I don't know how EP is still letting groups like that exist. I did some reasearch because I looked on his profile and realized that he is into this sort of thing. Yes, there are groups like that on EP, for real! I am just so grossed out by this and appauled that EP would let shit like this, pun intended, to continue to go on, on their website. Children have EP accounts and they don't need to see shit like that. If he still reads my blogs and what not, please get help!!!!! Anyways, that's pretty much it. Just be careful who you friend on this site. Look at their interests and what not before you either add them or even talk to them.
Well it's finally happened, My two sisters have become creationists. I thought they'd see sense and stay away from such nonsense, but apparently certain external factors have pushed them towards a theory that has no viability whatsoever! Granted, there is the Book of Genisis, but it's credibility in my opinion is highly debateable. ( Note: I respect everyone's religious beliefs, but I will admit loud and clear that I DO have a problem with creationisim. If you don't like what I have to say then don't read. Enough said.)
I beleive in a God that is all forgiving and merciful. I know when all else fails and there is no one to turn to, God is always there. However, science has debunked creationisim and it pains me to see them being taken in by creationsim. I respect their choice without a second thought, but what I am experiencing right now is pain of the heart. I know that their decision with put an ever bigger rift in our already shaky relationship.
Like oil and water, we will drift apart even further and their newfound religion will make it even harder to find a common ground. No, this WILL NOT be one of those, " Well if you can't beat them, join them" situations either. I honestly don't know how to deal with my feelings right now. Mum is upset because she, like me, can see where this is going and it's not good.
Overall, I pray to God that my sisters will eventually get back on the right path. That one day they will recognize their own faults instead of mine all the time.
Sometimes I wish I could just push a few buttons and reprogram myself. I've been feeling so...blah lately. Finals are coming up, I've still got to get through the final project for my Adobe CS6 course and I've one more chapter math test before the final. I can't wait for the two week break in-between semesters. I'm really going to need some serious recharge time before summer semester begins.
Anyways, I was on FB ( Facebook) the other day, just idly checking out some of my friends posts. Then, I idly checked out the list of people who are friends with some of your friend list. For some odd and unexplainable reason I was shocked when I saw a lot of my old school mates from the town that I grew up in. That night when I went to sleep I had nightmares....well, more like flashbacks.
I kept on replaying incidents from when I was in school. I had blocked out a lot of what had happened to me in school because the memories are too painful, plus those times are behind me. I don't need to rehash those days. So, it shocked me the next morning because I was still able to remember the nightmares with perfect clarity.
All of the bullying that I had to endure and the people responsible seemed to have woken up with me that morning. Now I am having a hard time shaking the memories. It's not like I asked for this to happen, but alas, it's happened and now I have to some how interpret why I am suddenly having all these flashbacks.
Apart of me feels relieved that those hellish days are behind me. The other part of me feels angry at the people responsible for my pain. After that day I have been going through some of my bullies FB pages, curious about how their life has turned out. Here's where it gets worse, I am jealous of them! I guess the reason why I am is because I resent them.
I resent the fact that they have lots of friends, a good job and family life when I am struggling to make something of myself. I know this is probably a common problem for most bullied people. It seems unfair to me that they're able to have such rich and fuilfilling lives when I've developed a social anxiety disorder because of the bullying. This problem has kept me from meeting new people, making friends and seeking good opportiunities.
I am not shoving all of the blame on them because that wouldn't be fair. However, the resentment still stands and I wonder if any of them even remember me? Probably not. Why would they? I was just that fat band geek with a learning disability. I fell beneath the cracks while they flourished.
All of this just makes me want to work harder. I don't want to spend my life falling beneath the cracks of society. Mabye this is a symptom of what my mum likes to call " The College Blues " but still, I know that this part of my life won't last forever. Someday I am going to really be out there, working in the field that I want and really flourshing. All this hard work that I am putting into school WILL pay off. I just have to keep telling myself that instead of acting like an insecure ninny all of the time, lol.
Anyways, other than that I was in the ER....again! This time I had some " lady problems". Suffice to say, I hate " lady exams ", if you catch my drift.
Well, that's pretty much it for now,
Adios my lovelies--
This is hard for me because I don't want to go into specific details, but I believe a certain TV network stole a story idea of mine. You see, I am an avid fanfiction reader and writer. I wrote a story for a certain TV fandom a while back ago, but scrapped it because I was bored with the story line. Anyways, I kept it on the site for a long time before I decided to take it off, so I guess that maybe someone from the show found it and decided to use MY concept.
Anyways the certain episode aired this week and there were a lot of similarities to my story on FF, which basically means they only used bits and peices of my idea. I am angry because I deleted the story both from my hardrive and from FF and now I am like, WTF??? I love this show and now this?
I know I don't stand a fighting chance if I were to sue the network for this. Now I don't know if I want to watch the show anymore because I feel that it's tainted for me. I am disapointed with the writers, producers and what not because they couldn't come up with an original idea so they had to basically take shit from FANFICTION!!!!!
Overall, I worked hard to put that story together and those assholes had to put their name on parts of MY story. Another part of me feels sort of flattered, but still, stealing is stealing. I guess they thought that because it's fanfiction, it doesn't matter, but it does. No matter what, when a person creates something and decides to make it public that creation is theirs, no matter what! Yes, I understand I am using their fandom to write my story, but I make no claims on their show or their characters.
Someone from the show could have at least wrote to me and asked to use some of my story. I would of said yes and not even asked to be paid for it. Just the fact that they vauled my idea would've been my reward. Anyways, I am done venting about this. What's done is done.
All I know now is that sometimes life sucks, people suck and no matter what, the world keeps on spinning. Hee hee, I already knew that, but still, it's a fact.
Ta ta for now
I am such a klutz! I was working out yesterday at the gym and fell of a fitness bike. Long story short, I tore a muscle, according to the ER doctor. Now I probably won't be able to work out for at least a week or so. Anyways, Uncle John sent mum and dad a letter yesterday. Basically, he said that he regreted that he didn't have enough time to chat with mum, his sister.
I am so pissed because I now know, more than ever, that my sisters made damn sure that Mum and Uncle John didn't get any alone time during the entire trip. How dare they?! I would like to know how they are able to justify their actions. It's pretty obvious that they didn't want mum to talk to him because they were afraid that any fight might ruin their relationship with their uncle. Regardless of this, they had NO right to dictate and ignore mums requests.
I'm not supposed to know about the email, but I am glad that my parents told me because it confirms my suspicions. I intend to continue to let nature take it's course and let the cards fall as they may, but that doesn't stop me from being pissed off! I am so sick of my sisters " I'm superior and the sun shines out of my ass " additude.
My middle sister even had the gual to call me two days before Uncle John was to come over, basically calling to dicate to me about proper social edicate. I of course gave her a peice of my mind, but still, what right does they have to talk down and patronize me? None, that's what.
Anyways, I'm not sure what's going to come out of all of this, but what I do know is that my older sisters are going to pay for what they did. Maybe not in this lifetime, but karma always find a way to bit one in the ass...
Just some art creations that I created using Photoshop.
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Okay, so I have been ill so much this week and quite frankly, I'm kind of happy about this. I also had an emergancy dental procedure because I had a chipped tooth that had a cavity down to the nerve.
Anyways, I have barely seen my uncle since he's been here. I am sad, but kind of relieved because I don't have to deal with my sisters shit. I don't have to sit and watch them put on their little show. Sure, I love my uncle, but I really have nothing to say to him. He already has preconcived opinons about me, no thanks to my older sisters, so nothing I say or do will change his mind.
Like I have expected, my eldest sister undermines me in front of him to make herself look good. I had my tooth out yesterday and was tired because they gave me "laughing gas" and quite framkly, I felt like total shite afterwards. We had a pizza party back at his hotel, but I was so sick that I had to leave early and go home.
Before I left my eldest sister was ordering me around like a fucking scullery maid. Embarrassing me in front of John, not caring as well. She said to me " Oh your tooth pain is not THAT bad. You're not THAT sick." Yeah, like she's ever experienced what I have had to go through. She doesn't have my health problems, she doesn't understand and yet she feels she has the right to make statements because she THINKS that she is right.
What I am trying to say, and am failing rather miserably is that I feel that there is no point for me being there. This is their show, not mine. I want no part of this spectacle that they are putting on. Sure, they are trying to make his visit fun, but they both never miss an opportunity to put me down. I just don't want to have to deal with the humilation and I don't want to get into a fight either, so, I avoid having to be with them and John as much as possible. Well, not really. I have been genuinely sick this week with a ongoing UTI, IBS and that damn tooth shit.
Anyways, I am done ranting for now.
I had a lot of back pain today and I was unable to meet Uncle John at the air port. I am worried that my sisters will give mum and dad hell for me not being there, but I doubt they'll even care. They will be putting on their best show. Kind of makes me wish I was there, plus popcorn. I'm in need for some entertainment, lol.
Anyways, It's kind of funny, but sad when you say something totally profound on Facebook, but no one even bothers to hit "like" or even make a comment. I wrote a small footnote on bullying that was attached to a article found on yahoo.com. I was so touched by the video that I felt the need to share and write my own little peice.
Of course though it was a swing and a miss! I shouldn't feel so bothered about this, but I can't help it. For once I'd just like someone to acknoweldge that I am there. Sure, I have Facebook friends, but I barely talk to anyone on there. And I have known some of these people since I was little.
Whenever I comment on their posts it's like I don't exist. I get totally ignored. I don't understand what it is about me that turns people off. My boyfriend doesn't feel the same way about me, but of course, he is not a big social media fan like I am. Maybe this is the reason why. He doesn't want to deal with this elitest crap that goes on those sites. Regardless, it would be nice to be aknowledged by more than one person on Facebook.
Of course I have a hard time approaching people, whether it be face to face or virtually. I have a social anxiety disorder and with that, comes baggage. I do still make a conservitave effort when I can. Anyways, I am done venting for now.
I will keep you all abreast with further developments during Uncle John's visit.
So my Uncle John is flying in later on today. I am super nervous for various reasons, but mostly, I am nervous about how I'm going to be able to deal with my two older sisters. I just know they are going to do their little suck-up routine to impress him. I know I shouldn't let their actions bother me, but what they make themselves out to be during his visit will no doubt effect me. I just know that they both will try to undermine me, again!
Heh, what else is new? I feel like that is their favorite passtime. Anyways, they are both stressing about his visit, which is making me feel stressed when I really don't need that right now. I am having health issues and am trying to get through school with good grades. I don't need their insecurities dragging me down.
My second eldest sister basically expected me to take this week off from school! I mean, I know this is an important week, but I still have my priorities. I can't just drop my life to suit them. My uncle isn't expecting it, so why should they? I don't have to put on a show to impress him. Being myself is good enough as far as I am concerened. If they want to put on some show then that's their deal.
Whew! I really needed to vent, lol. Anyways, I may do a blog every day to update on his visit. I just know there will be plenty of drama to blog about, lol ;)
That's pretty much it
Previous Posts"Friendenemy", posted July 7th, 2014
The flute blues, posted June 26th, 2014
So many doors...which one do I choose?, posted June 14th, 2014, 1 comment
Week 1 of Summer semester and the drama that ensues...., posted May 31st, 2014
A Needed Rant, posted May 21st, 2014
Important Notice, posted May 21st, 2014
Update on Life, posted May 15th, 2014
The Verdict is in!, posted May 12th, 2014
Finally over, posted May 8th, 2014
Only so much you can do......, posted May 3rd, 2014
We shouldn't have to deal with it PT2 of Grossed out, posted April 28th, 2014
Grossed out!, posted April 27th, 2014
Why God, Why?????, posted April 26th, 2014
Through the Cracks, posted April 25th, 2014
I think I am a victim of Plagiarism, posted April 22nd, 2014
And the drama continues...., posted April 15th, 2014
I heart photoshop, posted April 11th, 2014
Bitter disappointments...., posted March 29th, 2014
Swing and a miss..., posted March 23rd, 2014
Jitters, posted March 23rd, 2014
A Different Arena, posted March 15th, 2014
Life...so far..., posted March 8th, 2014
So, yeah, updating on life., posted February 26th, 2014
The Night of Red Hair, lol., posted February 15th, 2014
Bullied by a creationist., posted February 11th, 2014
Bill Nye VS. Ken Ham: Creationism VS. Evolution. What do you believe?, posted February 5th, 2014
Quick Update, posted February 4th, 2014
Ugh, sisters., posted February 3rd, 2014
Turning Point, posted February 2nd, 2014
Apology & Update on my Life, posted January 28th, 2014
Surface Flaws: A Rant., posted January 25th, 2014
Bill Nye on Creationism, posted January 23rd, 2014
Veronica Mars: The Movie, posted January 5th, 2014
Fifty Shades of Sisterly tension, posted January 4th, 2014
Blackfish, the documentary, posted December 27th, 2013
No one's supposed to cry on Christmas, posted December 26th, 2013
ER Education 101, posted December 13th, 2013
Christmas break, yahoo....right?, posted December 6th, 2013
Ready for some real changes, posted November 23rd, 2013
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Almost Done...., posted November 14th, 2013
Loki, Owen Wilson Style, posted October 21st, 2013
I love my Egyptian Mau, posted October 13th, 2013
Updating, posted October 4th, 2013, 1 comment
Nixie, our new addition :), posted September 26th, 2013
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Reflections, posted September 19th, 2013
Funny Happenings at Walmart, posted September 13th, 2013
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My life....so far, posted September 13th, 2013
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