The Whine thread.

[Pitseleh]

My whine today revolves around my design professor. She has been checking my plans for two weeks now, and she knows every single sheet I'm going to turn in. So, yesterday on our final project presentation she tells me, "You should have those two plans on a single sheet." I didn't say anything, 'cause you can't exactly argue with her by this point, but she should have told me this, oh, I don't know, two weeks ago when she first saw the drafts and when I actually asked her if I should do those two on separate sheets or in a single sheet. She is a rather good teacher, easy to talk to, but she always does this thing where she doesn't tell you something she doesn't like and you could change until you are in the final presentation.

[Asso]

Ahem...
You know.
Professors are... professors.

[TPoptarts]

Whine: today I had to work. TWICE. Like what the frell. I just finished working and went to bed to take a nap because it's too hot and I was exhausted, then the manager comes in goes like "Poptarts you have to work again". Some obnoxious drunk dude (whom the manager doesn't want here anyway THEN WHY THE FRELL DIDN'T SHE KICK HIM OUT ALREADY!!) brought in all the frelling sand like the second I finished working and I had to get out of bed and do everything all over again. And I DON'T get paid. The manager said she asked that guy to pay me like $5 for having to work my shift again. FIVE BUCKS. Not that he actually paid me or anything anyway. I just wanna cry.

[JadziaKathryn]

I'm pretty sure that forcing people to work for no money is illegal.

[TPoptarts]

Whine: so those 7 chicks came today and there were only 3 beds in my room so they're like divided between 3 rooms. But like obviously they hang out together and of course their headquarters just HAS TO be my room for some reason. It's like a frelling train station and the door's always wide open. Well I'm outside right now but they BETTER stop this "togetherness" in my room by the time I go to bed. Like seriously people just don't think that there's others in the room too. And my room just wasn't made for 10 people.

And could someone PLEASE explain me like how come when people wanna be like 2 or more in a bed, that bed for some reason just HAS TO be by default the top bunk above me!!!! When the other top bunk has no one under it!!! And the bottom bunk just below the other top bunk well has no one under it either, duh!!!! Like seriously how come when people have so many choices they ALWAYS make the most retarded, inconsiderate one!!!!!!! I'm sick of worrying about my bones getting crashed or my computer getting crashed all the time!!!! *hugs computer* Really what the frell is wrong with people!!! Where the FRELL do all these retards come from!!!!!

[TPoptarts]

Gah and those bitches have loud music playing in the room great my room is now frelling party central!!!!! I'm sure they're using my power outlet thingy too which I keep on my bed because it's MINE and I own it duh, and I put it under my pillow when I go to bed but like then when I go back in and ask them to kindly unplug their stuff and let me sleep I'm obviously the bad guy right

[CX]

I had something of a bad dream this morning, and I have no idea who to talk to about it because it was disturbing, and I'm seriously afraid that it'll turn out to be one of my precog dreams.

[Distracted]

I had something of a bad dream this morning, and I have no idea who to talk to about it because it was disturbing, and I'm seriously afraid that it'll turn out to be one of my precog dreams.

Didn't we have a bad dream thread at one point? Hmmmmm.....

Nope. Can't find it. We need a search function or something.

Don't you have a best friend you can talk to about anything? If not, maybe you should use your new government insurance plan to hire a therapist. Then they'd have to listen since the insurance company is paying them to.

[CX]

I'm an intern, I don't get a medical plan for the three months I'm employed...

[Distracted]

Well, that's a bummer.

I'm no therapist, but if you pm me maybe it'll help to get it off your chest.

[Elessar]

I had what seemed to be a precog dream once. I had a dream that while I was at my dad's house in Idaho (I was actually there at the time), that my brother woke me up at like 5 AM and said that my OTHER brother's wife was going into labor. So that day at dinner I said, "Who woke me up to tell me that ____ was going into labor this morning?"

And everybody was like "...." and I was like, "Somebody woke me up to tell me that ____ was going into labor this morning." and they all looked at me and were like, "We all just left, we didn't wake you up because we figured you'd want to sleep. Nobody woke you up ."

That was creepy. Obviously, she really did have the baby that morning, at like 6 am.

Plus I always seemed to know when my ex-GF was cheating on me. That's why I think telepathic bonds in humans DO exist to some tiny tiny degree. Maybe it's just a really complex arrangement of behavioral predictiveness, but there's something, because my mom and I start thining the same thing at the same time all the time, and my mom and my sister REALLY do it all the time.

But yeah. Three or four times, I was on the phone w/ the girlfriend and pressed her about whether this dude was over there and finally she was like, "YES". One day it was out of nowhere, I just felt the compulsion to call her out of nowhere, and yup.

[TPoptarts]

I get that stuff all the time. And sometimes they're really bad dreams and then they like haunt me everywhere every random thing in real life is directly connected to the dream/premonition and it's really scary. And like then more and more bits and pieces of the dream turn out to be for real and that's even scarier. Well it's usually just like neutral insignificant precog dreams but sometimes they're really bad. Like the dream I had when I was like 11 about my English teacher being in a car accident and hurting her leg and then the next day she really got in a car accident and hurt her leg. There's been worse though about death and stuff. And try to warn someone they'll think you've gone mental. And like the thing is you can only know for sure whether it's like a premonition or just some random dream if it actually happens. And then it's too late

[Mitchell]

Mine are usualy stupid. Like Ill have a dream I cross a Barb wire fence, an rip my pants. Then a month later Ill cross an rip my pants exactly like I did in the dream.

Or Ill dream about some boring conversation with my family during a meal, an then sure enough a month or so later sure enough same boring conversation an Meal actualy happens. I get the most boring Precog dreams in the world.


Whine. I really wish it would stop raining. Oh its not raining none stop. Just usualy one shower a day, for over a week now. In other words just enough to keep things annoyingly damp. An now my baby Sis is wedding is Friday, an theirs no way Ill get the 1st cutting of hay done before then. Which was the plan. Uhg!

[CX]

The two I had that I remember the most are one in which I was conducting a science experiment about 4 months before I actually did, and another where I was bending down, tying my low-quarters in my room at field training about 5 months before I ever went to even know what the room looked like. This time though it involved watching a show like 48 Hours or Dateline describing the murder of someone in intricate detail, which is why I've found it so disturbing.

[Escriba]

That sounds disturbing indeed, CX.

My whine. Well, really it's not exactly a complaint: my test, my super-duper really important test to enter judgeship is the 29th. Yes, this Sunday. That's why I've been missing (if anybody was asking.) I'm frenetic, really hysterical, because I know I'm not going to pass it. I'm going to fail again, and it's driving me crazy. I can't sleep (therefore I can't concentrate enough to study), I can't eat, I can't really do anything because I'm so nervous that the only thing I want to do is curling up and panic.

And two days ago I had to bear people's stupidity too. It's the last time I go out from my house, I swear. I usually can't get out much because I have to study, study, study, but the other day I had some bussiness to attend. Anyway, I was so happy walking under the sun when I met a friend of mine and while we were speaking she said with lightness if I was going to attend the homage of (we're going to call him Roger.) OK, to understand which it means I must say I'm Basque so "Roger's homage" here means that Roger is in jail accused of terrorism and the "homage" is a demonstration to ask for his release (because he's a good guy, one of us, and having a charge of terrorism isn't a big deal, as it seems.) I answered her that I didn't intend. And then she looked at me as if I was an alien and said "but he was our classmate!" That's reason enough, he was our classmate, so we have to forgive (and forget) everything he does. That's stupid (what if he would have raped a girl? for example) and I told her so. She was horrified, of course, because after all he wasn't a criminal, he was "a fighter for Basque Country's freedom". This was the last straw. I really don't like politics and I usually don't discuss about it (a wise idea here), but I was so mad that I did. Yes, Roger was my classmate, our friend gangs were very close in fact, my uncle and his father are very good friends, but that doesn't mean I don't think he's a stupid who has ruined his life forever pursuing a criminal and futile path. And yes, we were classmates, but he was helping the people that would shoot me if I turned into a judge. Maybe my decision to not to attend the "homage" isn't as serious as triying to kill me.

So yes, I'm pissed off.