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[NotAHenchwench]

So, I need a place to let off some frustration. Lucky you.

I'm putting it in spoiler tags in case you don't want to see me upset.

Spoiler

I've been feeling really run-down lately, and I'm burning out. My student teaching placement [I'm now teaching elementary school] isn't going well. I'm struggling with the teacher I'm working with, who won't give me the time of day. At all.

I'm graduating in a month... and in that time I need to try and find a job, a place of my own to live so I'm not depending on anyone [namely my mother...]... I'm just so stressed out.

And then I get a phone call this morning. My cousin was found dead last night in his car. Apparently he had been drinking... we don't know all the details yet, and no one else was in the car with him. We think he pulled to the side of the road to smoke a cigarette and ended up passing out, thus dropping the cigarette and the car going up in flames.

Here's the news story I found after getting off the phone with my mother
http://www.wpri.com/dpp/news/local_news/east_bay/warren-man-found-dead-in-burning-car

I don't know how to feel, to be honest. As a veteran of dealing with death, it makes me angry when people don't care about their lives. It's a tragic thing that happened, but I'm actually angry at him. I fight every day tooth and nail to live and try to have a good life, and not only was he drunk driving, but he pulled to the side of the road to have a cigarette. I don't even know if that's the story... I'm just so frustrated and sick and tired of being put through the mill.

I realize life happens on life's terms. I'm not debating nor am I complaining about that. But I just want to be happy, and not be so on top of everything all the time. I just want to work my 9-5 job, come home to someone who loves me and enjoy my time with them while I still have the opportunity to.

The kicker? I can't even go to the funeral because I was so sick a week ago.

 

[ImWithTeamConan]

I'm sorry for your loss.

 

[Manic]

A certain someone stumbled home yesterday after a drug binge, slept all day, then waited until this afternoon (in fact, a few minutes ago) to ask me to do their taxes. I want to tell them to **** off, but I won't. No, I'm going to do their taxes with what will probably be incomplete information, putting aside all plans I had for the rest of the day because the rest of us can't do enough for this idiot while they smoke the remainder of their life away.

 

[imaperson2]

Whoever it is, it sounds like you're allowing for the problem to continue.

 

[Marx]

So, I need a place to let off some frustration. Lucky you.

I'm putting it in spoiler tags in case you don't want to see me upset.

Spoiler

I've been feeling really run-down lately, and I'm burning out. My student teaching placement [I'm now teaching elementary school] isn't going well. I'm struggling with the teacher I'm working with, who won't give me the time of day. At all.

I'm graduating in a month... and in that time I need to try and find a job, a place of my own to live so I'm not depending on anyone [namely my mother...]... I'm just so stressed out.

And then I get a phone call this morning. My cousin was found dead last night in his car. Apparently he had been drinking... we don't know all the details yet, and no one else was in the car with him. We think he pulled to the side of the road to smoke a cigarette and ended up passing out, thus dropping the cigarette and the car going up in flames.

Here's the news story I found after getting off the phone with my mother
http://www.wpri.com/dpp/news/local_news/east_bay/warren-man-found-dead-in-burning-car

I don't know how to feel, to be honest. As a veteran of dealing with death, it makes me angry when people don't care about their lives. It's a tragic thing that happened, but I'm actually angry at him. I fight every day tooth and nail to live and try to have a good life, and not only was he drunk driving, but he pulled to the side of the road to have a cigarette. I don't even know if that's the story... I'm just so frustrated and sick and tired of being put through the mill.

I realize life happens on life's terms. I'm not debating nor am I complaining about that. But I just want to be happy, and not be so on top of everything all the time. I just want to work my 9-5 job, come home to someone who loves me and enjoy my time with them while I still have the opportunity to.

The kicker? I can't even go to the funeral because I was so sick a week ago.

I'm sorry to hear that you're going through all of this. It's only natural to be stressed and nervous when you're nearing graduation. (Whatever you do, do not let your difficulties with the teacher you're working with bring you down. Some people just do not click. I'm sure it's more a case of that than you doing poorly in your student teaching.) As far as finding a job goes, there are alot of people in the same boat you are. I know that doesn't help you any, but you just need to realize that you are not alone in your struggle.

You just have to keep pushing through! You'll land on your feet...it might not be as quickly as you'd like, but it will happen.

 

[Sloth7d]

Dammit, due all clubs have a quota for how many black people they allow in? Because everytime I go to these spots by myself everythings fine and dandy, but the instant I come with a group or even just one other person the bouncer looks for any excuse to deny one of us, even made up ones, and this isn't the case when I see these same guys allowing in the other races without so much as an I.D. check.

 

[Schlosser85]

The neverending saga of my ex boyfriend is continuing.

As some of you know, Mark and I were together from September 11, 2006-April 10, 2008. (if anyone doesn't know this, I'm a guy) He was going to give me a $1,000 engagement ring for my birthday, May 4, but dumped me in April saying he felt "numb" about the relationship. Afterwards we were off and on a few times.

Mark got engaged to a girl named Jamie. He had been engaged to a girl years before but couldn't "get it up", and broke it off because he felt it would be unfair to marry her when he couldn't be fully intimate with her. Well he was engaged to Jamie, but then April 2009 he told me he had realized that he loved her like he loved his other female friends but wasn't "in love" with her, he was going to talk to her within the next few days, and he hoped we could get back to where we were.

From April to October Mark and I were having sex but he kept this a secret from his friends, although I told a couple of them. Jamie was across the state in college, so he was waiting for her to come back to talk to her, but when I got really pushy about it, he said he had realized he really did love her, and that they had had a couple times when they thought she was pregnant, and instead of scaring him, it made him feel like everyone made sense. Now Mark has always had a determination to be a father of his own biological children, and I suspect he used that to delude himself into thinking he could be with a woman, although he has said a million times that he finds vagina repulsive (great recipe for a marriage to a woman, eh?).

Well anyway October 2009 I told him I wasn't going to have sex with him anymore unless he ends the situation with Jamie. He said that was ok as long as we could still be friends.

About a week or so ago, Mark meets a guy named Dustin through a friend. Suddenly Mark is texting Dustin 24/7 and spending all day every day in Pennsylvania where Dustin lives. I suspected what was going on, and then found out through a friend Mark had told Jamie he wanted to "take a break". However, he neglected to tell Jamie about Dustin's existence. Jamie was brought fully into the loop by friends who were upset about how Mark treated her in the breakup.

Mark admitted to me a few days later that he and Dustin are dating. He also had told his friend that he had felt "miserable" in the relationship with Jamie for over a month, and that if it continued on, he would end up hating her and she would end up resenting him. He says he is "so much" happier with Dustin, and while Mark and Jamie never held hands or even kissed each other goodbye or basically showed any kind of affection in public, he and Dustin are almost nauseatingly cuddly and kissy-kissy.

Now, Mark didn't want me to know about he and Dustin because apparently, given our history, Mark was afraid I would be jealous and Dustin was terrified I would hate him. But, somewhat to my pleasant surprise, I find I feel no resentment toward them at all. I actually asked him for a pic of them together and took a couple myself because I thought they were a cute couple.

I told Mark that if he is so much happier with Dustin, then he shouldn't get back with Jamie, and he said I am probably right, and that he talked to her, and she said as long as he's happy, so is she, and she even wants to meet Dustin.

His friends were upset about his poor handling of the breakup, however, to the point where one of my more melodramatic friends tried to stage an "intervention", luring him to her house for "movie and wine night" and then basically him being ambushed by everyone grilling him about how he treated Jamie. I thought this was a horrible idea and would only end up with him pissed off at everybody. After much debating, not wanting to get involved in the drama, I forewarned Mark about what this "movie and wine night" was actually about, which resulted in about 2 hours of tension. Me, Mark, Dustin, and a friend who is determined to avoid becoming involved in people's drama headed to Perkin's to write and take our minds off this big headache of a situation. Finally, the friends texted Mark saying the situation had gotten out of hand and needed to be resolved, and came to Perkin's. After a 15 minute talk in Mark's car, they came in, including the one who had refused to even meet Dustin out of loyalty to Jamie, and from there we eventually proceeded to a friend's house where we spent until the wee hours of the morning watching Glee, Supernatural, Vampire Diaries, Rent, and entertaining ourselves in various ways (this is our Thursday night routine, by the way).

If any of you watch Glee, we have a friend who looks scarily like Chris Colfer who plays Kurt Hummel, so we got him to lip synch to Kurt singing Defying Gravity and put it on Youtube, and at one point during the night this friend and Dustin were tipped off by Mark that I am unbearably ticklish on the bottoms of my feet, so they simultaneously pounced on me as I sat unawares on the couch and had me pinned, thrashing and screaming helplessly for about 15 minutes. Of course, no one came to my assistance.

In other words, one big night of tension release.

Whew. Long ramble.

 

[Gilpesh]

(great recipe for a marriage to a woman, eh?).

Hasn't stopped conservatives yet.

 

[Manic]

On Wednesday, my English teacher played "Whatcha Say" by Jason Derulo in class. He told us to analyze the music video, and that we're going to write a paper about it. Thing is, he didn't tell us exactly what the paper is supposed to be or what he expects because he doesn't want us to write it until Monday in class-- likely because he wants to make sure we're not plagiarizing our work.

At the end of class on Wednesday, I wanted to shout "WHAT THE ****, MAN?!" He doesn't trust us to write our own essays about a bull**** pop song?! And why that song? It's a half-assed piece of crap that samples an Imogen Heap song for its chorus-- Something that my teacher was clearly unaware of, because he talked about the chorus as if Jason Derulo wrote it, and he had no clue who the hell Imogen Heap was until I said something. I mean, god damn. At least know what you're making us write about.