Complain!
 

From what I"m reading, we're ALL really stressed out at the moment - so I'm starting a thread where you have every right to simply whine and complain about your life, becasue it feels good to get it out. I'll go ahead and start.

If anyone read the thread about my boyfriends Ex you know that he went out drinking with her Friday night. Well he was to hung over Saturday evening to drive to meet me at a friends BBQ, however he was feeling better a few hours later, better enough to go to hooters with the guys - AHHH.

Then today I drive to his apartment to pick him up for class, we're running a few minutes late so he calls me and tells me that he's just not going to go because he doesn't like to be late. I drove there to get him, and I wasn't even late!

On the lighter note, my roommates friend (dirty, long haired, man friend mind you) has been free loading with us all summer. He FINALLY moved out yesterday. However, he did leave half of his **** here, and I'm sure it'll take a good month for him to actually take it all out. Now the trouble is going to be getting him to pay us back for all the rent and utility money that he owes us.

Plus, I haven't lost weight in a month - great.

I feel somewhat better.

Here goes:

I just found out today that I may have to move job locations. Not that I WILL but that I MAY have to. How annoying. So for another month I am working in limbo. I am a teacher so you can imagine how annoying that may be! How do you get to really know your kids if you think you may be leaving them soon!?

Also, my really good friend, has recently gotten a BF. Forst time in a relationship! Crazy I know but basically I am on the backburner. I understand, she's really into him blah blah, but this is a little much. Don't want to get into all the details but basically I am ignored and we live 5 mins away from eachother. And she forgot we had plans tonight-didn't even call like she was supposed to!!!

And- I am on a plateau!

Garstar- boys always seem to have time and energy for Hooters!

i want to moan about being sick. Damn sinuses are painful, and screw up my work out plans! I also need to whine about my work load- do they thinkim super woman or something? Why cant i just get started? Why is everything taking 10 times longer than planned? Raaa....

I'm annoyed because first of all, I have a bad cold that's not shifting and it has really screwed my exercise routine for the last week. I just want to get better so I can exercise better!

My granda is very ill (has been for years) and will probably pass away from cancer soon as the docs say it's looking bad now. I'm just so gutted as he's only in his early 60s and I adore him and I live so far away that I can't go see him (money issues with travel and my parents don't want me to see him as he is right now) so this is really upsetting and stressing me out.
I live away from home and haven't seen my parents in a month and I really want to go home for a week but planes are too expensive and uni is starting next week. I don't want the next time I see them to be at my granda's funeral :(

My ridiculous 4month plateau is getting on my nerves to the point I just want to scream every time I get on the scale. I've tried everything and it SUCKS and I almost bought some diet pills today.

I feel better for venting :)

i think this is a great thread we should do. mine would have to be that only one of my guy friends notice i dropped 88lbs. hellllo how can u not notice?????? and they rated me on a scale of 1-10 ten being the greatest n they had me at 4. so im just feeling really down n wanting to eat but im not going to do that.

Last month my sister and I got into a HUGE fight. HUGE HUGE HUGE. Over something really dumb. She started screaming in my face (trying to look tough in front of her stupid little friends) so I pushed her out the door and locked it. She kept banging on the door so I finally opened it. As soon as I opened it she grabbed my waist and ripped my pants and underwear!. So without thinking I spit in her face, she then slapped me, then I punched her in the face and pushed her to the ground. She then ran to our backyard and grabbed a HUGE peice of wood and intended to take a swing at me. So once again I closed the door and locked that crazy b!t** outside. She phoned the police and tryed to have me arrested. Thankfully I do not have a criminal record, so they let us go with a warning (She however DOES have a criminal record, for shop lifting, by the way, she's only NINETEEN).
Anyways, It's been a very uncomfortable month living together and not speaking.
I will never ever speak to her again.
And now she uses this as black mail!
I hear her telling our Mom "If Sherri does 'this' I'll phone the police on her again'
blah blah blah.
Because the police told me, one more incident, and this will go on our records as a domestic dispute. I for one cannot have a criminal record due to the line of work I am in. Plus I travel internationally to Jamaica frequently.
So now anything little thing I do "wrong" she threatens calling the police.
Even if I say the wrong thing she will phone them, hence why I reufse to speak to her..... forever.
I realize we were both acting incredibly dumb, but it was a heat of the moment thing.. You had to be there.
She's very crazy and I just had enough.
So my complaint is, it's VERY awkward living with someone you cannot speak to.

P.S. She's also an alcoholic druggie. Basically.

luvja- Woah, props to you for still living with her!

Thanks haha, it isn't easy....at all. Like when she's watching T.V. and I want to, I can't just go sit downstares with her anymore. Very awkward haha. I was just re-reading my post, let me clarify, I AM NOT A VIOLENT PERSON lol, she is just too much to handle at times.

Ick, those are not friends.

my sister is the same way! And we live together also... it's os tough. She's not violent - verbally abusive and controlling at times... i just laugh her off now, ignore her - the only way she can get to me is if I let her. So i just shake it off. It's hard to do, but get's easier with time.

I'm new but I would also like to rant. I have been working out for 2 weeks and when I weighed myself, I lost a grand total of 0. Bummer. But, that is why I am here. Without that 0 I may have never discovered this great place!

Sometimes, you gotta lay the smack down.

Oh, my complaint: I WILL NEVER BREAK THIS PLATEAU. NEVER!!! It's impossible.

my wisdom teeth are coming in and it looks like there might be room but the damned things are cutting up the insides of my cheeks and it hurts and I can't eat anything spicy or citrusy and it kind of sucks? I need to go see the dentist but I can't figure out my damn dental insurance other than the fact that it kind of sucks?

blah!

I got my wisdom teeth out last summer. The first thing my father said to me when he saw me was "you look like John McCain" because my face had swelled so much (yes, the presidential race has been going on that long it isn't all in our heads :dizzy:).

My complaints?

• There's a boy I really like, whom I met over the summer while I was in San Francisco. Now I'm back home, and we still talk a lot but I miss him. :( It was supposed to be a quick easy "I've only got two weeks left here" sort of thing and now it's 6 hours of skyping a few times a week.
• My school dicked around with the paper work I needed for a job for 3 weeks, and only just today was I able to get it all in. While being able to go to the gym during the middle of the day is nice. I am bored out of my skull for the most part.
• I have a headache
• I have crazy amounts of student loan debit. And I just got a new computer, so more debit, but my old one died and it was wait 3 months until I had to get one to go back to school next semester or get one now and get a free ipod and printer (okay the free ipod and printer are pretty awesome :) ). But crazy amounts of debit also make it harder for me to justify a trip back to San Francisco to see the boy. Argh.

How can anyone who's not in the 6th grade possibly think that making a hotness scale is a good thing to do?

What a childish thing to do.

oh i totally agree with u

Yes, very very childish for one to use a "hotness scale"....just those words alone make me want to take my own eye balls out with a spork. (Graphic, but true)

Ok, here is my complaint today: I am still fat.

I know it's stupid and trivial but that is my complaint.

OK, my complaint is about dieting and the FREAKING time it takes to do it right. I have no time to cook. I have no place to cook the foods I want to eat because I live in a meat-free household. I feel like I am losing control and am going to gain back all the weight I've lost.

I have writer's block. I worked on my dissertation half the day yesterday and managed to produce two paragraphs. How am I ever going to graduate?

Well...my extended family basically told me that I'm a deviant, I worship satan, I won't be successful in life and that I'm going to ****.

All because I want a few tattoos, have gay bestfriends, listen to rock music and believe in change.

Oh and apparently, according to them I also vandalize houses and then lie about it so I won't get in trouble.
Puh-lease. I have better things to do with my time than TP your house...like becoming successful.

Too bad I caught their kids out TP'ing another house in my neighborhood...I told them before they start criticizing me for decisions I make in my life as an adult, that they need to reign in their spawn and control them so they don't make the mistakes they seem to think I'm making...because heaven forbid their children end up like me....graduating college at 20 years old with a head full of common sense and a pocket full of savings from the job I've held down for over a year...tisk tisk..I'm such a screw up.

I could rant for hours. I think I have spent days doing it before. I'm tired, I'm lonely because of this awful job my husband has and I get sick of people using "you don't need to lose weight" as an excuse for "I either don't care or don't pay attention so I'm going to hide it with an empty compliment."

So, my husband is a recruiter, so he spends 6 days a week talking to teenagers. He's been fussed out by his boss on many occasions because he can't get a teenager to do what his boss wants, join, say this, magically make this charge go away, blah blah blah. He gets unhappy, which makes me unhappy and it has taken it's toll on us.
I don't have any friends around here, it's a tiny town with nothing to do and I guess most of all, I'm bored.

And I agree, a hot scale is childish, but it could be worse. I've had several guy "friends" tell me, since I got married almost 5 years ago, that if it doesn't work out they want to be the first to sleep with me. When my husband was deployed and I was back at my mom's house in my hometown since my niece was born when he left, I decided to use the time to get in touch with some old friends. I did so with a guy that claims he's my ex, though we were never really in a relationship, and one of the first things out of his mouth on the phone was "so I guess the marriage didn't work out?" Gotta love how supportive people are when you marry young.
His family is still waiting to get rid of me, didn't want me around from the beginning and assumed I was pregnant the reason I was even there.

And I swear this roofing job better be finished today or I'll go nuts. I can't do 7am again. It's not even mine, but like I said on another thread it's a townhouse, so theirs is mine.

I need a nap.

Where to begin...
 

I'll try to keep this short...

1) It's pouring here, which is normally a good thing. Except we have a puppy at home that's house training, so I have to go home every 1.5 to 2 hours to let her outside, and stand in the rain with her while she panics because she's getting wet and won't even go until we go back into the house, when she does it in the floor anyway. Oh, and I bought a nice, big, warm, steaming cup of coffee on the way to work, only to get here and find I'm entirely out of sweetener. I can't stand black coffee, and I don't want to get out in the rain, so I dumped it.

2) My brother-in-law's birthday is today, so that means cake will be forced upon me this evening. My husband's birthday is tomorrow, so that means MORE cake will be forced upon me. His mom's making him a German chocolate cake, which I don't like, so maybe that's a good thing.

3) The house training dog? Yeah, she's in a crate while we're gone, and she poos in it ALL the time because she's too young to hold it. Nothing like sticking your head in a plastic, poo smelling crate four times a day to clean it out.

4) The people I work with....ahhhhhh!!!!! :devil: The general manager and the only other person in the office are best buddies, so they work together on everything. It's a good cop, bad cop act when they're against me, which is all the time. But I love my job, even if I don't love the people here with me, so I'm not quitting.

5) The husband's been on a cleaning binge recently, which is normally a good thing since I'm primarily the one who does it. Only his cleaning is punctuated by comments like "I'm tired of living in a dirty house!" and "It's nice to finally have that dresser clean!" Makes me feel like CRAP! I want to tell him, "Well, maybe your next wife will be a cleaner person than me!"

That's enough for now...

I want to vent about my face... and that it is breaking out constantly. As soon as it gets cleared up, the pimples are right back. I can't get a break! It makes me feel so icky.

Clear up stupid face! Grrrrr.

Gay bestfriends are the best! I have a couple close gay male friends. Every girl needs a gay friend. :D

I really, really want to stop worrying about everything.

I'm glad we can vent in this thread, b/c I need it just getting home from work. I have a stressful job where people's lives are literally in my hands being that I deal with cardiac patients. Lately the acuity at work has been pretty bad. There are some very sick people out there. I hate to say this b/c I love being a nurse but, I dread going into work b/c you never know what to expect with people's health. I want to switch jobs soley b/c of the stress it carries but there is too much going on now in my life with planning a wedding next summer.

I am also a nurse, I understand what you mean about STRESS. I got a job in a hospital in the cardio unit after graduation, intensive care, to be exact. I lasted about 8 months, then quit. Far too stressful for me. I'm still in the nursing field, but more office work now.

yay for you guys starting this thread!

I had a thesis committee meeting yesterday and I wanted to strangly my advisor. In all the years he's been a prof-he has NEVER graduated a grad student because he is never around and extremely difficult to pin down to talk to because he only comes to school 2 days a week and takes off as soon as he is done teaching. So basically I am the first person close to graduating and yesterday I was told I have to do a lot more work and measurements because my data didn't prove any differences....couldn't possible be because there was nothing to prove and all of the damn things are the same!

In any case...I've already started my PhD program at another school and the days of the week when I am at that school are the ones where my master's advisor are at the other school...so pretty much I am never going to see him again because that would mean skipping classes (like I had to do yesterday) to waste time chasing him around and trying to get him to stay on topic.

If I don't finish my master's this semester...I have to drop out of my PhD program which would ultimately just suck

Thanks for the venting place!

First of all, how in the **** have I been stuck on the same weight for nearly 3 MONTHS!?!?! Tell me, how is that possible? And is it sick that I'm trying to remember my 'diet' from when I had pneumonia so I can figure out how to lose 12 pounds in a week again? I am soooo frustrated and tired of this. I just want to quit and eat my self into a blissful oblivion. Or at least a freaking slice of GOOD pizza. Goodness!

And another thing, I want to go out next month so I know I'm going to have a horrible shopping experience trying to find a shirt that doesn't make me look like an overstuffed sausage. I hate shopping for shirts. They are always too long and baggy or low cut and the smaller sizes don't fit my chest. *grumble*

And I love my apartment...I really do, but I'm starting to resent coming home to it every night because it's empty. I can't 'get right' is what my friends say. I don't think I'm good enough to be in relationship. I think that every decent guy who approaches me can do better. So I send them away, or push them away with some bogus excuse as to why they are not right for me. Ok, so I was a busted up looking teenager and my awkward stage lasted for YEARS, but I'm not that teenager anymore. I can look in the mirror and like what I see, rolls and all. I think I'm alright looking, but I think every one still sees me as that busted up looking 15 y/o in the faded black sweatshirt. And I know no one can be attracted to that.

Woooooo....

I'm not a 20 something but can I play too?

I sprained my ankle over the weekend (um, trying to do stuff I used to do when I was a 20 something :o ). My company is moving halfway across the country and I'm not going. I'll be out of a job by Thanksgiving but I can't go on interviews until my ankle gets better because my foot won't fit into any of my good shoes. argh!

Well...
 

It's been really nice outdoors lately so i've been leaving the windows open. One of the upstairs screens has a hole in it and I patched it with super glue and mesh until I can buy a new one.

Somehow a lizard my have gotten in through it because this morning I woke up to a weird fishy smell, and the sweet mewing, gentle headbutts and purring from one of my cats. When I opened my eyes he had blood on his face and paws and there was half the mangled remains of a skink laid on my chest. The rest of it had been disemboweled on the end of my bed and the giblets were being picked at and nibbled gingerly by my other cat. The head had obviously been a snack for one of the felines because it was nowhere to be found and the top of the mangled part looked chewed.


The fact that they caught and ate a lizard and left it on my chest does not bother me. They were being sweet and bringing me breakfast in bed.

What DOES bother me is that they decided to rip it to shreds on my snow white, silk and cashmere blend comforter!!!!!!!!!! Wtf cats, you couldn't have done that one the floor where I could steam clean it!?!??!?!?!

Now I have to take it to be cleaned professionally. It's king sized so I know it's going to be ridiculously expensive. :tantrum::tantrum::tantrum::tantrum:

My husband who is deployed hasn't e-mailed me since Saturday night and I'm going bonkers not being able to hear from him. I'm stressed out and I just feel so down that I don't want to go anywhere.

I can't figure anything out about my health insurance and I need to have some moles checked out and I need to get some cavaties taken care of but I have no idea who to talk to about that. My health insurance is through the military and it's so confusing, and I'm not even on base because I moved back home while he deployed!

Baahh!

Oh well. I'm going camping at the beach tomorrow night so hopefully I'll be able to let that stress go and start fresh on Saturday.

*whine whine whinge whinge*

* The boy and I have a bit of a thing going; he gets sent out to afghanistan again at the weekend... bah!
* The bruise/blood blister I got under my big toenail two months ago (!!) is taking forever to grow out.. the doctor said be patient and that they're fragile little things
* Some woman on the phone today (I work answering phones/doing admin) was highly obnoxious and offensive
* I get home from highly obnoxious/offensive woman and get it in the neck from my mother for not being all talkative and happy
* Why is it when you're offplan time seems to go really quickly (woah I've been eating junk for like three weeks!) vs the onplan (as I am at the moment) (woah... only been three days?)

*whinge whinge whine whine*

Feel better now :)

I know the feeling, Melissa. It's like "yeah, you're deployed and busy and doing whatever...but you know what? I'm going nuts waiting for you to call, jerkwad!" My husband does it to me. Do you have tricare?

Yes ma'am. And I don't understand it one bit.

My husband is a Marine, too. This is his first time deploying and he's on a MEU, so I guess there's only 1 phone and like... 15 computers for all of the guys on the ship. :[

i just want to rant ... and rant again...
yesterday was terrible. My bf has a very bad habit of sleeping that when he sleeps, no one can wake him up. Honestly. And even if we have appointment to go, when he sleeps, it's just impossible to wake him up. And yesterday was one of the day. I waited for him 5 hours to wake up, but nothing. And obviously we can't do what we wanted to do and go.
And then i have to deal with some stupid online people. They keep complaining that i have to do this and do that for FREE, FOR THEM. Well, i can do what i like, and WHEN I WANT TO. Who the **** they are that keep complaining that i have to do this and that, and it's free, it's volunteer, why i have to make myself work like crazy ? it doesn't even have a deadline. If they can't wait, they can go and do it themselves. Gosh. I was calmed and told them reasons, but what they gave me was "why are you fighting with us?" . I just wanted to yell at them that all this time i've been trying really calm and say reasons for you, don't you understand it. It's just so annoying sometimes.

oh well, rant over. >.<" I hope today is better day. I'm so stressed atm as well. I haven't slept enough at all (3 hours perday in a whole week). It's getting abit serious.

My ears still hurt. So i cant work out, and i cant go to training, which really sucks because i can only go when its the uni holidays and the holidays are nearly over and ive wasted half being sick >:( And i dont want to eat, because my ears crackle and hurt when i swallow. But im hungry

Hearty soup...it will help open your ears to drain down and you don't have to chew as much.

I DESPISE rude people in grocery stores. When I go shopping, I go to buy food, and sometimes it's to relax...yes, grocery shopping is relaxing and I find it fun. But when I go, I don't want to hear you argue with your husband, talk crap about products that aren't convenient enough for you (no lie, this woman looks at a packet of sauce mix for honey mustard chicken and says "well you should just call it mustard if you have to add honey!" and puts it back) while you block the isle with your enormous two kid stroller while one screams. Nor do I want to have to watch out for your toddler kid because you let it out of the stroller and it starts running around, sometimes right in front of my cart because believe me, I will not stop. It's cruel to say, but your kid will be tapped by my cart if you allow it to run wild in front of me. I shouldn't have to wait 5 minutes for you to stop complaining about sauces when all I want is a freakin can of tomato paste your ENTIRE family is blocking. They invented child leashes, seatbelts in strollers and carts and spankings for a reason.

oooh thats a good idea!