Piper Maru
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I hate Mondays. I am absolutely dreadful of them.
I hate that its freaking snowing...in march. I'm tired of the cold weather.
Although it's been a bit warmer and even with slowly melting snow in last recent days over here, I agree wholeheartly with both of you.^
You and me both.
YES, I really wish my school would go to a 4 day week, and make Monday the new Sunday.... : )
Although it's been a bit warmer and even with slowly melting snow in last recent days over here, I agree wholeheartly with both of you.
This winter contained way too much snow and coldness, and people have had some really weird colds and flus compared to earlier years. I'm sooo frakking tired of this winter now..
I hate that I have to go to work at 8:00 p.m and leave at 4:00 a.m. FML
YES, I really wish my school would go to a 4 day week, and make Monday the new Sunday.... : )
Then you'd just be posting "I hate Tuesdays!"
I've said it before, but I really hate depression. I hate that I can't get rid of it. I've had it for years. I've lived with in throughout my school years, and it continues in my adult years. I've tried counseling, I've tried medication and nothing is helping. Not to sound melodramatic, but some days I feel like I can't even function. And the last two years have been really bad due to a series of unfortunate things that happened one after another in such a short span. Is there anyone that can give some advice, maybe even talk about their own experiences with depression? Even words of wisdom would be welcome.
I've said it before, but I really hate depression. I hate that I can't get rid of it. I've had it for years. I've lived with it throughout my school years, and it continues in my adult years. I've tried counseling, I've tried medication and nothing is helping. Not to sound melodramatic, but some days I feel like I can't even function. And the last two years have been really bad due to a series of unfortunate things that happened one after another in such a short span. Is there anyone that can give some advice, maybe even talk about their own experiences with depression? Even words of wisdom would be welcome.
I hate it when crackers or chips break off in dip.![]()
I hate how my nephew, who I get along with better than my niece, has gone and said things about how I treat them when I babysit to his mother, which makes her get mad at my brother, who gets mad at my mother, who gets mad at me. The way their mother overreacts at such little things about me makes me wonder if she just has something against me.
I've told my mom plenty of times that I'm done with them, but I'm sort of stuck with them because the babysitting job is really hers, and I'm only doing it to help her out since my brother pays her for it. But after a recent complaint over the weekend, he threatened to send them to another relative for the week since they don't have school, meaning my mom wouldn't get paid. But as always, he realized its just more convenient to drop them off with us since we live a few blocks away, as opposed to him having to wake up earlier to drive them somewhere else before he goes to work.Solution: Decline to babysit for them, unless they clean up their act.
Yeah, my brother just got a new car recently and he's the same way, which is why I can't help but feel like his wife has something against me, and maybe even against my mother. The kids complained about having to do their homework on the floor since we don't have a table yet, but they act like they've never done that before on their own.My sister's bf doesn't even allow her (let alone anyone else!) to eat in his car. And she's in her mid-20s.![]()
Yeah, everytime I post something in this thread about my family or babysitting, I realize this more and more. It's just hard to think about moving out when I still don't even have a job yet.Boy, Spideyville, maybe it's long past the time you move out on your own
Don't think of it as beating your chest proclaiming why you're better than anyone else. Talk about what makes you excited. I mean, the essay is just so they know you have SOME kind of personality beyond standardized test-taking automaton.I hate application essays. They bug me. Maybe I'm unnecessarily humble, but writing a school about why I, over anybody else, should attend their school is just annoying.
Don't think of it as beating your chest proclaiming why you're better than anyone else. Talk about what makes you excited. I mean, the essay is just so they know you have SOME kind of personality beyond standardized test-taking automaton.My sister wrote about how she was deathly afraid of the dentist and how she brought her potty to preschool. She didn't say to Stanford that all that was EXACTLY why she deserved to be at Stanford.
She got accepted early, because they liked her personality and chutzpah, in addition to all of her academic stats.