acting singing and making a complete fool out of yourself is required for the interview (aka "roleplaying"). luckily enough for me, i am a former theatre student
acting singing and making a complete fool out of yourself is required for the interview (aka "roleplaying"). luckily enough for me, i am a former theatre student
The SeaGlass Siren
OH DAMN, that is totally up my alley!
migrate over to toronto! we've got a lot of disneystores!
The SeaGlass Siren
My friend's dad wanted to meet my new boyfriend but I didn't get to introduce them, I thought that they could meet next time Sean's down. My friend came to my work earlier tonight and told me that his dad died the day before. That he died of a heart attack. It was so sudden.
I regret it, and hate myself that I didn't introduce them. I haven't seen him for a few weeks, I wished I had a chance to see him the last time. I've known him for 4 years and we were close, I knew I was able to talk to him and he gave me advice and sat with me when an ex broke up with me.
I'm pretty broken up about it, and worried for my friend.
*Swims up to Vixy and offers a hug* I'm so sorry to hear. I'll be praying for you, fishy. No one knows the future, including us. Focus on how many happy memories you have of him. It'll get better, truly. Just don't keep it all inside.
Okay, I really need to get this off. It's about 2:30 am here, I'm supposed to be asleep because I have to drive 3 1/2 hours back home tomorrow. Well, slight issue about that, I think my dorm ro is either haunted or my roommates are screwing with me through a locked door. Now I'm absolutely terrified of ghosts and such and something moves from where I put it I completely freak out.
Now, this has happened several different times but now I actually saw it happen. I have this little fan in my room to keep me cool at night, well somehow, it has been turned and either pushed or pulled to the back of the wall. I don't know how it has been doing that or if I'm throwing this way out of proportion, but I'm really f**king scared right now!
Turn on all the lights and do a search for strings, footprints and peepholes.
Maybe it's a djinn. *shrugs*
I actually wouldn't be scared at all. Either someone is pranking you or it really is something otherworldly, but either way, it's not actually hurting you, and it doesn't seem to be intent on hurting you, so there's no reason to be scared.
I'd kind of feel it's more irritating than scary. I used to live in a house where the taps would turn on and you'd have to get up and turn them off. It wasn't scary, it was just irritating. Although, the moving shadows and shadowy reflections in the mirrors were definitely creepy. But like my main point, if that stuff really is real, it's not hurting you, so don't be scared, be annoyed. Lol
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Yeah. Ghosts sense fear so they keep doing it because it's fun to scare people. Just tell it to go awayit works wonders.
also vixy..(hugs)
The SeaGlass Siren
I have small shadowy creatures in the house, here, but I simply assumed it was the fey folk finally working up the nerve to come inside. They are far easier to see, outside. Granted, there's also a ghost in the house but she hasn't started moving things yet. She only repeats knocked patterns, floats through people, and harmless things like that.
(Formerly known as Æolius)
are your roommates aware of this?Originally Posted by Carolina Mermaid
if yes, they *might* be pulling pranks on you, thinking it's the wittiest and funniest thing to do
remember, in about 9999 of 10000 situations, there's a perfectly rational explanation for something
And if there isn't (which I somehow doubt), don't be discouraged by comments like "just be tough and don't be afraid lol".
It's perfectly normal to be creeped out by something genuinely paranormal.
Reminds me of one of my friends, a "super tough afraid of absolutely nothing"-guy, who loudly declared how I was silly and he "just told all demons, gods or devils to go away, and voilà".
And then he spent one night screaming at the top of his lungs and threw a violent fit because he saw my little housespirit fly by.
>>morale of story: it's very easy to be confident when sitting on one's completely normal couch safe at home, and a very different story to actually see something for real.
LOL! My oldest son saw one of my guardians once but then again he and I channel the same sorts of energy.
(Formerly known as Æolius)
yeah. it all really depends on the situation and how long it's been ailing you for. also depends on the person.
storytime: one night i woke up and i removed my cover because it was super hot in the room... and i saw a black shadow. i freaked out and put the covers back on but then decided to check if she was actually there. nope wasnt there. i freaked out and though oh maybe i was dreaming.
a week after that, same thing happened. i peeked out from under my covers and she was sitting on my computer chair beside my bed! and i literally screamed. i'm not making this up, i screamed and pulled the cover back up and didn't put it down until morning light came in. i think that's when i was talking on mernetwork about it. can't remember where tho or on what thread...
EDIT: FOUND IT! http://mernetwork.com/index/showthre...ght=ghost+girl
but anyway when it was daylight i made sure there was nothing on my chair because then i thought (maybe i left things on my chair, maybe it's just a silhouette
the next week after that appeared AGAIN but this time she was up close looking at me in the face. at that point i got really angry because she wouldn't go away so i screamed at her to go away. i was still scared but my level of anger surpassed my level of fear... i told my mom about it and she thought i was crazy or had sleep paralysis :s anyway after that she just stopped appearing.
who knows, maybe after a while you'll just summon enough anger and annoyance in you that you'll tell it to go away and it won't bother you.
Last edited by SeaGlass Siren; 09-12-2014 at 05:07 PM.
The SeaGlass Siren
Funeral is this week, for the past couple of days I've sat with my friend and his feuding family. I'm hoping that his dad's death doesn't break the family apart but I can see cracks starting to happen.
my goodness... i hate when that happens. my husband is in that position himself where his grandpa is almost immovable and his family is fighting over who gets what in the will. disgusting. same thing happened to my mother AND my father when my grandpas passed away. irks me to no end like why would you fight over what's in the will and then get mad at each other become one receives more than the other, and then family breaks apart because of that. so. fucking. stupid.
vixy you have my sympathies.
The SeaGlass Siren
It's election here in Sweden today. The prognosis of the result shows that A FREAKING RACIST PARTY GETS 10% OF THE VOTES.
Right now they will be the third largest party in Sweden. It's so scary and wrong.
Last Friday, I had a final job interview at H&M and it went very well. I fit the profile they were looking for and I have been told that they liked my personality. Finally, I just got the call I was waiting since a few days and my referent of the recruitment firm that handles my file was sorry to inform me that my application was not successful for the following reasons: "labor risks". That means they thought that the work pace might be too fast and stressful for me WITHOUT giving me a chance to prove them wrong! I'm upset! I worked four years as a hairdresser before and the work pace was just as fast, I do not see how I would have been unable to produce the tasks that they would have asked me to do in the stores. I do not see the point of creating test periods if you do not give a chance to the candidates. I'm disappointed but I will definitely not stop here! I will retry again. As of now, I'm going to turn the page and move on. FUCK !
yikes.. good luck arion!!
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argh okay. So here's my 'this is why I've been MIA for months' bitch-fit/explanation.
July in particular was hell on earth after graduation on the 10th. (graduated with a 2:1)
we moved into the rental house on the 11th, and then just since that point all the following happened:
- 15th - My grandmother died suddenly. and then in the days that followed....
- 19th - During a heatwave, I left the bedroom window open as ya do and was out the room for an hour, when I returned the whole bay window had a tide of grey polystrene balls that were still flooding in through the top of the open window. Closed it and spent the whole day hoovering and emptying the hoover. 5 bin bags worth. Week later the maintenance guy came and emptied another bin bag/refuse sack and sealed a huge gap at the top of the window which was letting the cavity wall insulation into my room. It had gotten into all the boxes and bags of fabric etc that I had stacked in the window. I am still finding the damn things.
- 22nd - 23rd Bearing in mind that my husband Doug and I were not doing any better (he took bedroom 9 at the top of the house - this house is usually staff accom with one caretaker and rooms rented out to seasonal staff, mum is down as caretaker and we have the house to ourselves... it's strange having two kitchens, 9 bedrooms, and a bunch of bathrooms lol) and basically his depression was just overwhelming him. He went to stay at a friend's house for two nights but came back after 1 night cause the friend had a family member go into hospital. When doug got in he told me he wanted a divorce and I agreed. Doug's friend dropped everything and got him to go stay over as planned for that 2nd night. I ended up crying myself to sleep, woke up at 5am crying again and then got up and continued trying to unpack stuff. He came home about 10am super agitated and such and long story short he was then asking me to give him his pills (that the dr had put me in charge of and so had them hidden in my room) so that he could OD. Ended up with me calling an ambulance, waiting for it for an hour while doug continued to beg and/or start trying to hunt for the pills. Then had to go sit with him in A&E until he finally got to see the mental health nurse at like 10.30pm. Then when we were done and waiting to get picked up by my mum (they wouldn't admit him as he wasn't bad enough) he was going on about wanting to reconcile. I said no and have stuck by that ever since. I'm in the process of filling out the paperwork. Everything's been fairly hard/awkward and painful since then with him, and for example in august he dissapeared off home to PA for a week, quitting his job and only telling us the night before he was due to fly. Luckily he starts a new job on monday and so should find his own place soon.
- 26th - On the last night of the heatwave, I had the windows open on my ground floor bedroom (at the front of the house where most people have their living room) in an attempt to stay comfortable. 5 mins after I switched the lamp off I suddenly realised there was a man climbing in my window and I screamed at him to get out at the top of my voice and he ran off. I probably scared him more than he scared me but I'm now left feeling unsafe in this house and paranoid about noises outside my window etc.
- I also lost my clutch bag during the move, that I'd had at graduation which had some of my favourite Mac makeup in it and my bank card, so had to cancel my card and get a new one etc. And I'm so broke I don't have the money to replace the lost makeup. We have searched everywhere and in every box, bag etc so can only guess that it got dropped somewhere or someone grabbed it off the top of a box or something while they were loading or offloading the removal van.
- Also, can't remember the date (it's all gotten kinda confusing, I had to reference my phone to get the dates to get everything in the right sequence here) but asshat Paul (mum's ex) struck again! This time preventing me, mum and my brother from going to my grandmother's funeral (paul is my dad's brother fyi). He threatened mum with prosecution for 'stealing' nanny's stuff (she went to help clear out nanny's room at the carehome as paul still hadn't bothered) and then the next day, the morning of the funeral was basically threatening mum with harm should she attend and pointing out that there would be no security there. In the end it caused so much angst and upset within my family that none of us got to go. Turned out that paul had organised the cheapest possible funeral, not followed any of her wishes like to have the service at her church of 60yrs rather than at the crematorium. He turned up to the funeral in his nearly black with dirt 'white' van, in jeans and a tshirt and nothing in the service was really about nanny. We still don't know what he's done with her ashes. He says it was 'nanny's wishes' that mum not be there. Paul is STILL texting mum, using whatever excuse he can find to try to force mum to see him. Such as photo albums of nan's and after that didn't work, he's now using another thing, can't even remember what he's using this time. He's really that fucking delusional. Mum ended things august 25th last year and kicked him out of the house the friday before xmas via a court-order.
There are two things that help right now. One is a brand new thing cause I got some promising news back from a local pool - a large pool too - that I should be able to train there, just waiting for confirmation. Then will go try it out, and find out the price plans and then gotta wait for the bit of money I'm getting from nan's will and will be investing that in tailmaking gear and a gym membership. I'm still looking for a job, and have £0 >_<
The other thing was that about a month ago, I thought I had a mouse in my room, I'd heard scrabbling in the walls and ceiling now and then since we moved in here. This one night the sound started in my wardrobe to the right of my bed. I moved stuff away to make sure they didn't get chewed and to see if I could find anything and saw two biiiig black eyes staring up at me and my phone-torch. It wasn't a mouse. I eventually managed to catch it and it turned out to be a chinese dwarf hamster that escaped last year as a baby from a previous tennant next door (she's now moved back to france) and survived all this time even though there's been a dog living in here til november, the company that owns this place put poison down regularly and there are tons of cats in the neighborhood. This house has been empty since november and all the doors are heavy sealing firedoors. We have no idea how the lil guy survived but he has.... we bought him a swanky cage and he now has lots of toys and food and healthy treats all the time (me and mum kinda spoil him). It took him 3 weeks to learn to use the wheel and I still don't know for sure if he has figured out the water bottle but have seen him drink from the water dish I give him. X_x He hoards his food in his cubby-hole like he must have done all this time. Meet houdini....
He's super antisocial and waits til all the lights are out and I've gone to bed to come out and explore. But I cleaned him out today and in the process I managed to actually stroke him a bit without him freaking
so yeah at least I now have some kinda fluffy friend to tide me over until we move into our own house in april or w/e and I can finally rescue a new kitty or puppy.
Other good things: finally getting a dream piece of black milk clothing (purple galaxy leggings) that fit and I can wear out (they look awesome on even!), I finally got my fabric training tail made in august for my first tail shoot and had my first public event last sunday raising money for the local cancer fund.
but yeah just generally.... mer-hugs would be much apreciated *falls over* X_x
Oh gosh lils you need more than a hug. You need some girl time and some alcoholic beverages. And a few of us to fly over there
The SeaGlass Siren
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