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WHY is she scared of your parents?
hmmm, so i got some sudden and worrysome news.
the last few onths my husband, best friend, another friend and i have been living together and it has been good. however about a few weeks ago we decided to split up, my 2 friends are no longer single so each couple kinda wanted to pair off and have a apartment with their significant other. kinda sad but no hard feelings from anyone really, however, we established that we would all go our seperate ways at the end of june.
but tonight, in our room mate group message our friend (not my best friend) suddenly sent a message saying she had already moved out! apparently during the night she had slowly moved out her stuff these last few weeks.
her moving out when she wants? fine, she is an adult and is under no real obligation to stay. however, the thing that is upsetting is she moved out all her stuff BEFORE telling us. like she wanted to make sure she was already out which gave us like, no heads up whatsoever.
so, we were all suppose to be using the last shared month to save money before moving into seperate but more expensive appartments but now we have to make up for her part of the rent. and what is worse is that my husband and best friend have had a hint of tention when it comes to money since he pays the most living here (although she works at the sister complex of this apartment so because of her we get a discount.) so now, i am really worried this is gonna start an even bigger argument between them, because there is a chance my husband might be expected to pay for our ex-roomates part of the rent completely instead of splitting it between them. (i am a house wife so i do the chores to make up for not helpin with the bills.)
so now since i am the only one whom has seen her message so far, because my best friend is asleep and my husband works the night shift, i am waiting in light terror to see what will happen next.
i kinda didn't expect this from my friend...
That is so not fair. Good luck!
At school, I'm part of a drama unit and we have this production coming up where we make up our own production. We decided who we'll be as characters and I chose to be a specific character but theres this one girl who HAS to have her own way no matter what >: ( We all knew that if she didn't get the part that she wanted, then she'll throw a hissy fit. So annoyingly, she has to have her way. She thinks that the whole world evolves around her. It's so annoying how she always must have her way. The same girl is in my media class and in my group too :( Lexie, Laney, Sophie and I do all the work while she draws on the board. She NEVER helps contribute >: ( I quite frankly don't want her in my group if she's not going to be a group member. She doesn't even care, all she does is make hurtful remarks about my friends :( . All my friends and I are sick of her.
Sorry about the rant, it was something I needed to get off my chest.
Lunette, the sneaky one should be required to pay her share of that last month. That was a dirty thing to do to you. Just because she got her things out doesn't mean she isn't still obligated.
:'( honestly, we aren't very confrontational people, so i am gonna be honest and say she probably won't pay and I doubt we will try to make her. I mean, she paid for this month and she is gonna be out before next month so she would probably argue that she shouldn't have to pay for a month that she wonkt be there.Quote:
Originally Posted by PearlieMae
i am most upset with the rather cowardly way she did it. she waited to tell us, she could have easily let us know the day she realized she wasnkt gonna wait. it still would be upseting but we could have been more prepared and discussed it together as room mates.
it's just, like i get how, if we are speaking in a tactful manner? she did the 'smart' thing.this way she avoids an in person argument and the decision is final because it has already been made. so she did good as far as self preservation goes. But it was not kind, and it was not considerate, which hurts a bit.
i dunno, i don't feel mad, it's like, she is human, humans do these things...but i do feel, i dunno, i guess dissapointed might be the best word?
I was going to swim...but I got out of bed , looked at the pool and it's raining hard, temperature is 50f....
This is California damnit! Where the hell is the sun!?
We stole it :) ~ColoradoQuote:
Originally Posted by Lexicious
Its a week from June, of course we don't have any sun. June in Cali is a gloomy time of year.
May we have it back for an hour or two? That's all I need ;)Quote:
Originally Posted by Mermaid Arabella
It's colder than the UK right now. Oh well, I guess I could do housework instead :cry:Quote:
Originally Posted by Saelyyia
I'm afraid not, I'm going to the Denver Comic Con beer release party this evening, so I will need the sun until I've had enough beer to stay warm. You can have it this weekend, I'm gonna stay in and craft anyways. ;)Quote:
Originally Posted by Lexicious
I guess that's only fair. Enjoy the con!Quote:
Originally Posted by Mermaid Arabella
That's another thing on this year's agenda, I'm hoping to make a Togruta headpiece out of latex foam to wear to cons seeing as I'm now somewhere that has decent conventions.
Was supposed to go on a day long ride this morning, but we couldnt find stormy (my main riding horse who is 19).
We found him.
He was gagging, and coughing, and saliva and bile coming out of his more and mouth.
We took him to the vet and turns out he's choking. And has something in his throat.
So we're taking him to ANOTHER vet, with a scope to maybe get it out.
When it rains it pours.
My poor baby
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Originally Posted by Shimmer Mermaid
Oh no! I wish you the best of luck at the vets.
$900 later-he's okay. My dad and husband are going to kill me.
Update: I'm not dead? My dad (who raised the horse) actually thanked me for taking him to the vet.
"It wouldve almost been like losing a child. That horse helped me through a lot. That is the last horse I will ever ride."
Soooo I'm in the clear I think.
Sleepy baby. They had to sedate him to run a scope.
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Home and able to breath, eat, and drink again. Obviously he feels better-His willy was out!
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Poor baby. I'm glad he's doing OK and that you're not in trouble :D
Depression is making my life harder. I'm overly stressed from having a ton of work to do to pass my finals at school: namely 2 portfolios and a web site that must be done in ten days.
I'm also not losing any weight at the moment; plateauing again after gaining weight, primarily stress related I believe. I feel powerless. Friends point out that I should remember I've already lost over 100 pounds.... yeah, I have... but I still have about 70 to go until I am where I want to be... or at least at a "healthy" weight based on bogus BMI.
I am exhausted from listening to people tell me how wrong I am for eating meat, wearing perfume, eating fish, doing the small things that bring me joy in my miserable existence, and trying to convince me through guilt that I'd be a better person if I didn't do X Y and Z. "I have to wear a mask when I go out in public because of people wear chemical scents, I wish they'd think of people like me!" I wear rose, jasmine, or lilac oils to calm myself down, to make being in public bearable, for my own aroma therapy. But, sure.... I am wrong. I need to "think of other people" like I do every single fucking day of my life at work, when I am out and about, when at school, when dealing with my family. So long as everyone else is happy, then I am doing this right, right? Fuck what I need or want or what makes me happy. I love how you have to think of others, but when you ask those who preach that to do the same, they get mad.
Work is stressful and we are penalized (mostly through guilt rather than an actual penalty) if we try to take time off because we are so short staffed. The stress is making people sick, too, so therefore people are calling out more. Everyone is burned out. No one wants to be there anymore. One of my favorite nurses is leaving. Thursday will be her last day. She told me in secret since she does not want everyone to know, but she pulled me aside to tell me. She then almost cried, hugged me and said, "You're going to do good things; big things. I know it. I believe in you." I wish I believed in me right now.
I'm so close to things starting to turn around, to things getting better, but I feel like just giving up because I cannot see the finish line. I don't see the friends and family cheering for me with the small reward of happiness. Things that I've told myself to wait for, that will happen and make me happy have been postponed (wedding) and who knows when things will happen.
I am feeling utterly hopeless and I'm leaning heavily on my supports (which I hate to do) just to keep going. I'm masking my feelings with dolphin smiles and stupid memes on Facebook to keep those who are not closest to me from knowing how I am really feeling, how bad I'm really doing.
I don't even have time to take care of myself. My self care is me getting more than five hours of sleep a night before I deal with a 16 hour day (school 9am-5pm, work 5pm-1130 pm.) Spending the $5 on Starbucks before work to try and breathe before I jump into the fray that is a mental health crisis unit.
I just want some ray of hope to focus on. Something to tell me it's all worth it. I am so far in the darkness I've forgotten what the light looks like.
Depression is so hard to describe. It's like waiting for the sunrise when the blinds are stapled shut. It's feeling paralyzed inside but forcing yourself to move. It's so tough, but you're a survivor. I've struggled with it for more than a decade, myself, and I can say for certain that it's not something that words or hugs can fix. But I can tell you this: you are stronger than you can ever imagine. When you go to work, you're doing everything that everyone else is doing but with weights attached. When you love people, you love deeply and are more vulnerable than most. You've likely been hurt before, but you pulled through despite everything inside telling you that it wasn't worth it. You're a warrior, and an inspiration. You can do it. Just hold on a little longer. If you ever need anyone to talk to, I'm here. And I'll be praying for you. ::hugs:: <3Quote:
Originally Posted by Little_Orca
Having a super tough day today at work. A few weeks ago my mom told me that she had two cancerous tumors on her liver and she needs a liver transplant. The tumors are super tiny and they caught the early. But still today she came to my work to buy me lunch today and it just really got me upset that I might not have a long time with her. My department leader asked me what was wrong and I told him and it just so hard to keep from crying. So he sent me on my break. But fuck I can't handle this, because she keeps coming home early from work because she doesn't feel good and she's spending a lot of time with me.
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That sucks, Orca, Kelly. Good luck.
*already warning y'all that this is tmi* Michael and I finally got to go on a date for the first time in forever. Between my semester ending, moving, and both of us working two jobs we just haven't had time. Date night finally comes and I feel like I have the worst front wedgie all day. I ignore it, we go on our date, come back home, and that "itchy front wedgie" feeling all day was actually the battle cry of a yeast infection. 😭😭😡😠
I was devastated but he was more than understanding and even ran out to buy me monistat and cultured yogurt to regulate my pH.
Talk about the ultimate frickin c*ck block.
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Yikes. Those are no fun to deal with! But he's so sweet for understanding and getting you what you need!
Something similar happened to me the other day. Me and my husband were having a really nice time spending quality time together, netflix, cuddling, pizza and ice cream, we ate and were going to do the "do" and my baby (22 weeks pregnant) starts kicking like crazy, he didn't realize he could see our son moving from the outside yet so he freaked out and killed the vibe.
I am livid so I'm not gonna have much of a filter.
So this kid gives me a ride home so I invite him in for a minute. Idk why I did but anyway. We're just playing with my dogs and my douchebag brother (the abusive one) calls my fucking dad who flips shit. He calls me 15 times, leaves me threatening voicemails, plays the victim card ("I'm going to miss my games because of this"), just a whole bunch of shit. I'm embarrassed as all hell. But no, not only this my dipshit of a brother puts my dad on speakerphone and he screams at me because "you know the rules" and no??? I don't??? "You're not allowed to have friends over when I'm not home" bitch what am I 9? that was a rule when I was a little girl what the hell? so I walk him out to his car right and my brother FOLLOWS ME. BECAUSE CLEARLY I WAS GONNA RUN AWAY. I can't believe this. I'm old enough to have friends what the fuck. This is the only time he's ever done this when I've had someone over when he's not home. And my asshole brother thinks he can do whatever the fuck he wants because my mom is out of town.
Sorry about the infection, but he went to get the things to care for it (and by 'it', I mean 'YOU')! :swoon:Quote:
Originally Posted by Mermaid Marius
What a keeper!
PS: Shimmer, you're killing me! :fallover:
This is so sad but also really funny! 😂 I'm sorry it happened, but I might have to write this into a webseries I'm working on this summer.Quote:
Originally Posted by Shimmer Mermaid
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Okay so here's my rant. As usual mermaiding has to be put on hold for me again but this time it's for a good cause. I'm going to be a surrogate soon. Today I actually have a Skype interview with the couple in Argentina I could be matched with which makes me all kinds of nervous. My husband says everything will be fine and I know he's right but I'm still really nervous about messing up somehow even though everything else has gone great with the surrogacy agency orchestrating everything.
Anyway, mermaiding needs to be put on hold is because the first few payments of compensation I'll get has to go towards bills and such for the townhouse we just moved into. We're only able to afford it because the surrogacy will help my mother in law pay for the first couple months. I understand I need to be an adult about it but I'm extremely disappointed that I won't be able to use any of the money for myself right away. By the time I'll be able to use any of it for anything mermaid related I'll be too pregnant and it won't be safe for the baby. At least, I'm assuming it won't be safe since it's a core workout.
Also, my shitty mother has been trying to get in touch with me by contacting my mother in law. She had my older brother (who is apparently just as good at doxing as I am) find my MIL's home phone number and called her at 10PM to ask how Eevee (my daughter Evelyn) and I were doing and if I could call her sometime. That started a HUGE fight between my MIL and her asshat boyfriend. This was about a month ago if I remember correctly.
Two days ago my MIL received a letter for me with no return address. We weren't with her so we asked her to open it for us and tell us what it said. My mother SERIOUSLY wants me to call my father and APOLOGIZE FOR EVERYTHING I DID!
Apologize for getting pissed off when he threatened my husband's life on multiple occasions? Apologize for when he also threatened to beat up my friends who were going to finish the room he took his time fixing during my entire pregnancy when it was only a couple days worth of work? Apologize for when my husband jumped between us during a stressful heated argument where my POS father moved to push me down when I was close to my due date? Should I also apologize for my father taking out a government loan in my name and using all the money on his movie prop projects when he was only supposed to take out a student loan for me?
The answer is no. I refuse to continue being a pushover. I'm taking control of my life and I'm damn proud of it. I've been the happiest I've ever been in my life since I've stopped talking to them and I won't ruin that now.
I didn't realize how badly I needed to do that. It started out as venting about mermaiding and then turned into this. I feel better.
Go ahead! It was beyond hilarious after I got over the fact that he ruined the whole mood. Lol
I'm so happy for you!
One for standing up for yourself, my bio mother is doing the same thing pretty much.
Two because being a surrogate is such a selfless thing to do, Reguardless of compensation, you are giving someone the gift of a baby.
Also I actually asked my doctor about swimming with my tail and mermaiding specifically!
He said swimming is actually a really nice way to excercise during pregnancy, and mermaid swimming (if you dont over exert yourself at one time) will actually strengthen the muscles you'll need during delivery!
But to be safe, always ask your personal doctor their opinion on your excercise and activities you may have a concern with.
I actually even asked about riding my horses and all the bouncing around I may do while riding, he also said it's fine but to be careful as not to fall.
Thank you, Shimmer. I feel a lot better about it now. Once I meet the doctor and get started on hormones (which should be soon) I'll ask him and see what he says.
So last night we tried again-
And I have fairy lights hanging above the bed, those hanging lights of pain are coming down.
My hair is almost to my knees-got caught in the lights,tangled in them, I panicked. Me and my husband have the worst luck when it comes to anything intimate.
It took 2 hours to get my hair untangled from the lights. 😣
Since I'm further in my pregnancy I'm getting my libido(?) back, and for some reason it's just not working out in my favor.
And Raina posted something about Hodor yesterday, so I watched the latest episode of Game of Thrones, and I feel like crying myself an ocean to swim in....
Game of Thrones was just spoiled for me...
We just found out his origin. Nothing gutwrenching...
😅
Oh okay. Nevermind then. :phew:
I have another thing to b*tch about...
So today at school for the second last lesson of the day, we were doing physical education (for some reason, I absolutely despise) So it was going all well and dandy, but when we were leaving to go to our nest class, this stupid girl who was waving her arms around, HIT ME SMACK IN MY LEFT EYE. She was also wearing rings and fake nails also (which you are not supposed to anyway) So I went to English and my friend Lexie noticed that my eye was getting swollen so I asked my teacher if I could go to the nurse's office and my best friend Laney came with me (That's what besties are for XD) The school nurse (who's really nice) gave me an eye patch and some ice to soothe the pain. The nurse suspected that I had scratched my cornea so I have to go and get that checked out tomorrow. Laney also brought my school bag and laptop into the nurse's office and I got to stay there for the rest of the day :) Eye's still sore and swollen.
I had my share of flail injuries when I made the mistake of taking dance two semesters. Once, my partner had a bout of insecurity about his strength during a performance, so gave me TOO much of a lift from my bridge, and I went flying the other way, face first to the floor.
So this year, I took two semesters of advanced adventure ed. Got noodles thrown at me while on the high ropes course, 25 feet in the air. Never got hit in the head with a carabiner, but I did get hit in the head with the point of Jack's kayak while competing with him for the ball in kayak polo. I was a water person, which meant I wasn't in a kayak, and both Jack and I went for the ball at the same time.
Gods did I get my retribution when we were playing water kaybasketball which is a full contact sport. Jack and I full on wrestled for that ball. I took special pleasure in kicking him in the face with my flipper while tossing the ball he'd just been holding to one of my ladies in a kayak. (Only people in a kayak can score)
The point is, I have lots of sympathy with your situation.
Keep in mind, I did dance and advanced adventure ed to avoid team sports. Or racket sports. Because every time I play a sport with a ball I get hit in the head. Of course, the kayaking unit proved fairly treacherous.
I hate the DeviantART app so much right now. I checked my account to see if I had any notifications (which is set to notify me of anything) and there's a message back from May 17th about a possible commission. If I missed out on a commission because of a buggy app I will NOT be a happy camper.