I IMed my friend and ask him how's it going and he messaged back that he's 19…which is weird because as far as he has told me since I've known him his birthday isn't for a couple months yet. So I said that, and he said "oops" and signed off.
Either he was just responding to someone else or he was having cyber sex.
Or he's insane. Delightfully insane (the best kind of insane).
Ha, well he is a little insane, in a very delightful way, but it turns out he was just goofing around and then his internet cut out. Which I probably could have guessed, but he does/says odd things sometimes.
* My roommate isn't speaking to me for a very stupid reason
* I just got a D on a Spanish paper for, hah, not following the rules of the assignment (apparently I'm in elementary school again… "But hey, it's well written with few grammatical errors!" THANKS.)
* I submitted something to my school's gallery contest and got rejected
* I've had to redraw and redraw the page I'm on because it won't come out right; by this point I just don't feel like touching it anymore
We're not so pathetically poor that 600$ is going to do any damage, the number just surprised me since most of the purchases were small. THAT ADDS UP JERRY Enjoy your parental trust issues.
Anyways I had a very nice day today, made plans with nick to go to two plays, also terminator 3(i haven't watched the first two so he lent me them) and then possibly hiking sometime. Also went the the art show at school, some guy wanted 250$ for a pencil sketch that looked like it took 5 minutes but besides that there was some neat stuff.
I finally got the last disk of dexter from netflix, the twist was lame :/ I'm glad they didn't keep him around like the villians in hereos though, he's far less annoying then them but kudos to Dexter for actually wrapping it up.
We're not so pathetically poor that 600$ is going to do any damage, the number just surprised me since most of the purchases were small. THAT ADDS UP JERRY Enjoy your parental trust issues.
Yeah huh, enjoy your over trusting attitude and the inevitable fact that eventually your debt is going to compound if you continue to let people jump on it. Do you work in debt collections?
I do.
About 60% of the people who are in collections are there because someone else rode their credit into the ground and now they have to pay the price, most of these people refuse to pay because it's "unfair" and end up having to pay court fees while their wages are garnished.
Dont be a dumbfuck. 600 now can be 6,000 later. Regardless of WHO you let on your credit, letting ANYONE ride it is a retarded idea.
Also you pretty much are poor because you have 600$ of outstanding debit caused largely in part by your parents. This isnt even the icing on the cake though. The dumbest part of the whole thing is that you're shocked that allowing someone else to use your credit card, regardless of who it is, has resulted in unpaid charges. Should you allow this to make it to collections, you can and most likely will be taken to small claims court under your own name. And in that case it's not a matter of whoever has the most evidence. I've sued enough people to tell you that in small claims the prosecution almost always wins.
This is the very definition of stupid. You never let anyone use your card, not even family, it's got nothing to do with love or how much you think mom and pep-pep care about you, because if it was guess what you wouldnt have 600$ floating around. And hey you withold such a massive amount of bias that you cannot even take sound legit advice from someone on how to avoid issues like this later. Instead you have to be prideful and stuck up, which is the exact reason why things like this happen to you. It's the exact reason why you post more in this thread than everyone else.
But hey, fuck me for being helpful. I'm sorry that I tried to help you.
edit: i skimmed over your post, and it's your typical I KNOW EVERYTHING MARF DARF I AM SO MATURE AND BEYOND EVERYONE WOWOWOW MY BIG HEART fair. Why you continually think anyone is going to take you seriously, lest of all someone you know thinks you're a complete joke, is just beyond me.
edit: i skimmed over your post, and it's your typical I KNOW EVERYTHING MARF DARF I AM SO MATURE AND BEYOND EVERYONE WOWOWOW MY BIG HEART fair. Why you continually think anyone is going to take you seriously, lest of all someone you know thinks you're a complete joke, is just beyond me.
I'm sorry I tried to help you.
EDIT: I had a p. good point to make but you know what this video works fine too
ITT: you mix up, edit and rearrange your posts 30 times each trying to mask the insecure faggot beneath.
EDIT: you know what forget it, i'll just say i do not want your so called 'help', (i.e.ever) and if i have debt problems i will go to someone (who is not you) for advice (and actually ask) so please waste your valuable time on someone else from now on.
I suspect April has been a pretty cruddy month for most people. I'm looking forward to May (even though I know a new month is a totally superficial change). I was thinking about stuff that has happened lately and even though some things feel like they happened a long time ago now, they've still been in April.
I can't really complain about April beating the crap out of me though, because everyone I know has had worse Aprils than me. :[
I feel SO cranky and grumpy right now like you wouldn't believe. I've had my normal amount of sleep, I ate properly, etc.
it's the fact that my parents has been overstaying their welcome lately. apparently the fact that this is an one-bedroom apartment and isn't really designed to hold guests for a exceeded period of time… it has failed to be obvious to my parents.
I don't mind letting them stay here for one night out of the week if they need to get to work super early in the morning and would be late if they drove directly from home all the way to work, which would take hours.
But for the rest of the week, I prefer to be ALONE in this apartment, with all of my space to MYSELF.
yet, my parents has managed to find all sorts excuses to stay here for weeks on end, using my apartment as an pit stop as an commute from home to work, etc.
I've been dropping some pretty strong hints that I would prefer to be fucking left alone for a few fucking weeks starting tomorrow. if they don't take the hint, I don't know what the fuck I'm going to do.
I'm this close to going out to an hardware store while they're out, find myself some strong locks and the like that locks from the inside of the apartment that they cannot reach or unlock from the outside at all so that when they come back to my apartment, they'll find that they can't ever get into my apartment ever again.
sure, that's violating some of the building regulations for the apartment complex, but I don't fucking care!
I can't really complain about April beating the crap out of me though, because everyone I know has had worse Aprils than me. :[
My relatives tend to die in April for some reason. But this year I think it was the end of March when my last grandparent shuffled off this mortal coil.
But for the rest of the week, I prefer to be ALONE in this apartment, with all of my space to MYSELF.
Well you could try passive dissuasion: -Cook stink foods. Fried kippers can smell bad. And then there are various foods that just stink anyway… lots of cheeses, slightly off raw fish? Probably other things too but I can think of them right now. -Eat beans every meal. That will make you nice to be around :) -Eat lots and lots of garlic and onions too! -Buy some new stuff, that comes in big, bulky boxes, and then don't bother unpacking it; just leave it in the middle of the place as an annoying barrier. -Set up something to be a barrier on the floor, like a big plastic drop-sheet with a painting in the middle of it and paints all around! That could be fun AND useful! You could also just repaint a chair, table or any other bit item of furniture. -Set up a giant jig-saw puzzle in the middle of the floor. -Play annoying music constantly. -invite people over for parties and drinking.
I suspect April has been a pretty cruddy month for most people. I'm looking forward to May (even though I know a new month is a totally superficial change). I was thinking about stuff that has happened lately and even though some things feel like they happened a long time ago now, they've still been in April.
Ick. This month has kind of sucked for me. It's not anything bad like what's happeneing to you all, but it's just small stuff…like, things that are stopping my workouts, and or drawing.
And I'm tired every single day. Even after a whole cup of coffee. :(
But I think it'll get better in May. I just gotta make it better. I guess I'll bring my inking pen and do a little more today.
I'm in a pretty good mood. Oh, and on a side note, I had to draw Draycho (one of my characters) shooting something, but it's like he moved his arm from outstretched by his side, to the other side of his body, and shot like, 3 target things. It's hard to explain, but I actually drew it really well!
I think someone didn't want me to sleep last night. I went to bed at midnight with the intent of waking up at 6:30 to write a paper. I was first woken up at 1:30. I had to clear out some guests that had stayed past visitation hours. I couldn't find the guests anywhere. go figure. Then I was woken up at 5 to help a resident move their laundry to another dorm cause our laundry room system was down. As soon as my head hit the pillow, a violent storm started up. I got the paper done, but now I have a headache.
I'll see your April, and raise you January, February, and March.
Man, this year was supposed to be better. I was even real positive and hopeful about it. Well, "positive" in that I'm speakin' relatively- it ain't like I'm the sunshine and rainbow type; more like the "doom-mongering catastrophist" type.
Eh, maybe y'all is right and the advent of May will bring better tidings, eh?
I've really come to despise looking over the next hill or at the next page in the calendar thinking it'll be better. It almost never is. Make today the best it can be TODAY! Live in the eternal now. It works so much better for me.
I'm not giving unsolicted advice as much as reinforcing and reaffirming my choice of life style by sharing it, because it works so much better for me. What? positive thoughts and reinforcement? It sure beats whipping myself for every downturn and wallowing in misery. I listened to what I was saying and realized that my lifescript was not helping me and there was a better way for me to do things. My lifescript is still in re-write and always will be.
The more I think about it the more I see that I should go back to school and get that Master of Social Work. lol! Like anyone ever listens? All one can do is try, every step taken is up to you isn't it?
I dunno, man- and not disagreein' with your choice of lifestyle, but rather tossin' in my own world view- Perspective and positive thinking and living day-to-day only goes so far. I mean, I wake up every day and tell myself "Today will be better. I'm gonna make the best of it." And by the end of the day… well, there's always tomorrow, right?
The past four year have just beat me down. I've tried as hard as I could to make the best of things, and make opportunities for myself, and try new things and think happy thoughts and trust that if I work hard and believe in myself then I can make good things happen in my life. And all that's happened is that I've failed repeatedly, whether it's been my own tendency to f**k things up beyond belief, or external circumstances that I really have no control over. Four years of nonstop bad breaks.
F**k it. Sometimes you're just dealt a crap hand, and there's nothin' you can make of it.
And even if it's a bit of what my doc would call "magical thinking" to believe that for some reason or another, the next [insert calender change or significant milestone] your life is going to be better- hell, if it gets you through the day, then who cares if it's complete bullshit?
I think it'll get better in May. I just gotta make it better.
Man, you have the best attitude. I think everyone in this thread could afford to take a page from your book.
I have nothing left to look forward to…every time I get my hopes up and think something good might just work out it all just fails miserably. Anything I do have to look forward to is just something stupid that won't last and won't be as good as I hope anyways, like my birthday or summer vacation. I couldn't stand to live the rest of my live in this city, but I've seen it happen to so many people…jesus, no one plans to live here their entire life.
And I'm getting really sick of the people I eat lunch with. It's not that they're so bad, it's just that I spend so much time with them. Sometimes I would just prefer to eat on my own and read or something. But I'm not really sure how to go about that when I've been eating with them every day all year.
April was nice, I turned mousetrap into a drinking game, the weather was nice (in Lancashire? what?!) I tricked my riend into eating a hot sauce kitkat and I made green pancakes. but hey, next months another month, and I'm going to uni soon, so there's still time for my little sandcastle to come tumbing down…
I'm getting out soon, and there is nothing else I have looked forward to more than getting out of this dump and away from these people. Hopefully it'll be better next year, but I think there's more chance of winning the lottery.
I think it'll get better in May. I just gotta make it better.
Man, you have the best attitude. I think everyone in this thread could afford to take a page from your book.
I have nothing left to look forward to…every time I get my hopes up and think something good might just work out it all just fails miserably. Anything I do have to look forward to is just something stupid that won't last and won't be as good as I hope anyways, like my birthday or summer vacation. I couldn't stand to live the rest of my live in this city, but I've seen it happen to so many people…jesus, no one plans to live here their entire life.
And I'm getting really sick of the people I eat lunch with. It's not that they're so bad, it's just that I spend so much time with them. Sometimes I would just prefer to eat on my own and read or something. But I'm not really sure how to go about that when I've been eating with them every day all year.
On the lunch note, just go and do it. Nobody is going to bother you about it if you just disappear for a day. Most people will just assume you had something important to do.
As for the whole depression, and never getting out thing. I used to feel like that living in Iowa. It made me hate my life and feel like giving up. Then I started a comic to give myself something to do, and when it started taking off it made me realize that I could get out of there no problem as long as I treated it like I could and didn't sit around whining and worrying about the risks of not succeeding. The more you act like you f**k up everything the more it seems to happen. Sounds cheesy and like the kind of bulls**h advice you'd get from some self-help jerk, but it does seem to have an effect. It's all about making things that are total crap work out in your favor.
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As for my not-so-ranty sharing thing, I just realized how used to picking up and moving I'm getting. I went to go pack and realized that I've been habitually storing all my possessions in cardboard boxes since last August. I really only have my computer and a few odds and ends to pack up into boxes and just a few extra things to throw out.
I also have a whole bunch of unpainted little fish sculptures I designed and acquired from a friend ( The tag next to those is his. ) who built them that look like this: I don't know what to do with them though. I have about 40. I was thinking I might see if anyone wants a couple to paint for their own amusement.
Maaaaaaaan I need to start inkin' or I won't get my page done by the end of the day. But I left the TiVo on, and it cut back to live TV, and… "Flapjack" was on. I can't resist that show. It's frickin' brilliant.
I think it'll get better in May. I just gotta make it better.
Man, you have the best attitude. I think everyone in this thread could afford to take a page from your book.
I have nothing left to look forward to…every time I get my hopes up and think something good might just work out it all just fails miserably. Anything I do have to look forward to is just something stupid that won't last and won't be as good as I hope anyways, like my birthday or summer vacation. I couldn't stand to live the rest of my live in this city, but I've seen it happen to so many people…jesus, no one plans to live here their entire life.
And I'm getting really sick of the people I eat lunch with. It's not that they're so bad, it's just that I spend so much time with them. Sometimes I would just prefer to eat on my own and read or something. But I'm not really sure how to go about that when I've been eating with them every day all year.
On the lunch note, just go and do it. Nobody is going to bother you about it if you just disappear for a day. Most people will just assume you had something important to do.
As for the whole depression, and never getting out thing. I used to feel like that living in Iowa. It made me hate my life and feel like giving up. Then I started a comic to give myself something to do, and when it started taking off it made me realize that I could get out of there no problem as long as I treated it like I could and didn't sit around whining and worrying about the risks of not succeeding. The more you act like you f**k up everything the more it seems to happen. Sounds cheesy and like the kind of bulls**h advice you'd get from some self-help jerk, but it does seem to have an effect. It's all about making things that are total crap work out in your favor.
The problem is I can't just not show up at lunch, because my last class before noon is with three of the four people I eat with. It would take some pretty good sneaking skills to get away inconspicuously. I might just make an excuse like having to finish a project and go read in the library…though I'd rather sit outside.
And yeah, there are definitely some things that make me feel better and I have a lot of neat projects at the moment, but school is making me do crap as well so I often don't have time to do those things.
I've got three hours to make myself an expert on Dante's Inferno. The wife just informed me that I will be having a student show up at 8:00 PM tonight and that he and I are supposed to cobble together a freshman high school paper based on the work, which is due tomorrow. I have no idea which specific area we will be tackling nor any idea on how lengthy the paper is supposed to be [this is because the panicked mom that informed my wife did not herself know these things and we haven't yet been able to talk to the youngster himself]. . . although this youngster goes to a college preparatory private school and so it is likely as not going to be about a six to eight page paper double spaced.
The main problem – aside from me being rusty on Dante's Inferno – is that I cannot provide the fellow with outside academic sources. If we have to include scholarly sources for the purposes of quotation then he is screwed. Ummmm . . . probably screwed. I do have access to an academic data source but it is limited in scope. Hopefully I will find out this evening that it is a rough draft rather than a finished paper that is supposed to be turned in tomorrow. If that's the case [that it's a mere rough draft]then it's relatively clear sailing. We can just BS our way through the work tossing out our pseudo scholarly 'opinions' couched in a severe academic style writing. If you eliminate 'Be Verbs' and keep everything in 'active voice' then the teacher generally gives you a pass on mere content – when it is a rough draft, that is.
So how did this happen anyway? The boy's mother is a semi-famous surgeon of some sort and she spends much of her time flying from Texas [where I live] to somewhere in South America to do charity work and teach. Her husband is some sort of clueless idiot who thought that his son could or would be academically self sufficient simply because the father did not want to be bothered with parenting and so he did not bother to keep track of the boy's homework load. Of course this is from my wife's perspective regarding the issue and she might be a tad biased in the wife's favor. Personally I think that the son [the student that I am supposed to help] probably needs his behind kicked up to his shoulders so that he will LEARN the rudiments of self-sufficiency. I mean why did he wait until ZERO HOUR to tell either of his parents about this assignment's nature and deadline so that they, in turn, would have to reach out to an educational professional, such as myself or my wife, in order to keep the son's head above academic waters?
Myself, I don't know the answers. I just know that I have to eat an early dinner and then spend the next several hours cramming on Dante's Inferno while taking notes regarding possible approaches to writing a paper that might be anywhere between a one page equivalent of 'What Interesting Things Dante Did Last Summer' to some sort of mind numbing breakdown of the relationship between the mortal lover, Dante and Beatrice, and the antagonistic relationship between God and Satan. Oh joy! Hmmmm . . . actually that last sentence gives me an idea for a study approach.
So anyway I'm off to begin my study session. I expect that the youngster and I will be doing some lucubration tonight as it's likely to take more than a few hours of mutual skull busting between us to turn out something acceptable. Ah well . . . at least I shall be paid handsomely for the time and effort and besides which I get to relearn my Dante's Inferno! Sweet!
Always look on the bright side of things . . . that way you have a chance of seeing them coming at you in time to reload. :spin:
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PS: Still don't have a graphics package on my computer. The attempt to upgrade The GIMP went south on me and I haven't had time to investigate the viability of any possible freeware contenders. The replacement package needs to have a levels feature, I think, in order for it to really be useful. I might still have to try and figure out WHY GIMP won't work anymore on my VISTA operating system desk top. I just don't want to spend time in an investigatory hassle right now.
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