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Not very many, though. I had that one for Tucson a few months back, and the ones for Anchorage and Barnesville a few weeks ago, but aside from those and the one for Idianola coming up, I haven't had a lot of interviews. 

 

Plenty, I say! The idea is to get a job, not all the jobs. It seems to me you're doing fine, particularly how whack job positions can be (sometimes, job positions are listed as a formality even if they have someone lined up all ready to take the job. So that, coupled with the fact that it is clear to these prospective employers that you would have to move out of state TO their state (for most) shows that there is something in your resume that attracts their attention. At this point, you just need to keep persevering and you'll get a job)

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I'm having one of those days when everything goes wrong. Can I haz hugs?

*hug*

I can't post a pug picture at the moment, so I'll just mention that every morning when Bruce hears my alarm, he'll ask to be let up onto my bed. When I do, he curls right up next to me and goes back to sleep.

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So, I wrote an essay. Yes, yet another one. And since my time management skills are worse and worse every year (I don't know what's wrong with me. Maybe I've burned out my energy.) it is probably the worst essay of my life. Seriously. But I think it's a pass. So more or less. 

 

The problem is that, the website I needed to submit it on didn't want to work, and when it finally did, it was so close to the deadline that I had to really hurry to submit it on time (I didn't want to get late submission penalty), and then by accident i submitted the DRAFT version. Yeah.

 

So now in best case they will let me resubmit my essay, but will give me late submission penalty, and in worst case I'll get 0, because this draft is really bad. 

 

Bye bye, good grades. Bye bye, good life. Bye bye all my dreams for the future. See you never.

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So, I wrote an essay. Yes, yet another one. And since my time management skills are worse and worse every year (I don't know what's wrong with me. Maybe I've burned out my energy.) it is probably the worst essay of my life. Seriously. But I think it's a pass. So more or less.

The problem is that, the website I needed to submit it on didn't want to work, and when it finally did, it was so close to the deadline that I had to really hurry to submit it on time (I didn't want to get late submission penalty), and then by accident i submitted the DRAFT version. Yeah.

So now in best case they will let me resubmit my essay, but will give me late submission penalty, and in worst case I'll get 0, because this draft is really bad.

Bye bye, good grades. Bye bye, good life. Bye bye all my dreams for the future. See you never.

I'm sorry :(.

Hey, the thing about dreams - if they don't work out, you can modify them or redo them entirely or go around the back way to get there. I'm doubtful that you life is ruined because of one bad essay. I mean, it's theoretically possible, but I have more faith in you than that.

Edited by Delightful
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I'm sorry :(.

Hey, the thing about dreams - if they don't work out, you can modify them or redo them entirely or go around the back way to get there. I'm doubtful that you life is ruined because of one bad essay. I mean, it's theoretically possible, but I have more faith in you than that.

But modified dream isn't what I dream about, is it? And the whole university thing I'm trying to do right now for me is kind of one chance in a lifetime, and still knowing that I postpone all the assignements till very last minute, which decreases their quality and makes it totally impossible to do anything in case accidents like the one today happen. I'm such a bloody dissapointment of a person. 

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But modified dream isn't what I dream about, is it? And the whole university thing I'm trying to do right now for me is kind of one chance in a lifetime, and still knowing that I postpone all the assignements till very last minute, which decreases their quality and makes it totally impossible to do anything in case accidents like the one today happen. I'm such a bloody dissapointment of a person.

You're not a disappointment. :) And so far as the university thing goes, you're probably doing better than you think. I once skipped three weeks of online discussions, for a class with s prof known for her lack of mercy, missed points on major assignments, and still got a B. Just try explaining the technical difficulties you had with this assignment, and see if your prof is willing to help. Chances are, this isn't the first time a student has had problems with online submissions.

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I'm moving to California. Leaving all my friends, family and home. I'm so sad.

Can I have hugs?

You have the exact opposite of my problem.

Believe me, I know how moving is. But I will give you hugs. And it's gonna be hard, and you'll have bad days and good days, but we'll be here with virtual hugs and pugs and chocolate to make you feel better.

Hugs. All the hugs.

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*stops hiding

...

*gives all sharders hugs

hours later...

*hugs last sharder

*falls over from exhaustion

*is slowly dragged away ...

Posted (edited)

I'm moving to California. Leaving all my friends, family and home. I'm so sad.

Can I have hugs?

I haven't moved since I was 2, so I can't say I know what you're going through, but I can give you hugs and remind you that we'll be here, no matter where you are. :)

*warmly hugs*

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I hate my sister. I hate my sister, I hate this house, I hate this storming family, and I hate myself. 

 

She does the. EXACT. SAME. THING. our mom does. I tell her how I feel, she says I'm accusing her of doing things. 

 

I HATE HER I HATE IT HERE I WANT TO LEAVE AND I DON'T WANT DINNER TONIGHT

 

Edit: A request for her to go to the store turned into an argument. I felt like she was only agreeing so she could win at some passive aggressive game. I told her how I felt. She accused me of acting like our mom, said I was doing the same thing she was, stormed out the door. 

 

I HATE HER SO MUCH RIGHT NOW

Edited by TwiLyghtSansSparkles
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I hate my sister. I hate my sister, I hate this house, I hate this storming family, and I hate myself.

She does the. EXACT. SAME. THING. our mom does. I tell her how I feel, she says I'm accusing her of doing things.

I HATE HER I HATE IT HERE I WANT TO LEAVE AND I DON'T WANT DINNER TONIGHT

Edit: A request for her to go to the store turned into an argument. I felt like she was only agreeing so she could win at some passive aggressive game. I told her how I felt. She accused me of acting like our mom, said I was doing the same thing she was, stormed out the door.

I HATE HER SO MUCH RIGHT NOW

hate is a strong word

Sorry. I know that feeling. Here's a hug! And an upvote!

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hate is a strong word

Sorry. I know that feeling. Here's a hug! And an upvote!

I know it's a strong word. Maybe I meant it then, but not now. Now I just...feel numb.

A TARDIS would be nice. Thanks.

She made dinner. And put mine on my bed. Maybe she's trying to be nice. Maybe she doesn't want me near her. I don't know. I feel like I'm acting like a brat and that I've dug myself down to the bottom of a black hole anyway. No point in making amends. It's not possible.

Edited by TwiLyghtSansSparkles
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You have the exact opposite of my problem.

Believe me, I know how moving is. But I will give you hugs. And it's gonna be hard, and you'll have bad days and good days, but we'll be here with virtual hugs and pugs and chocolate to make you feel better.

Hugs. All the hugs.

Thank you! You are the expert on moving.

Thank you, Honorspren.

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A TARDIS would be nice.

Of course. Who wouldn't want a TARDIS?

She made dinner.

nice

I've dug myself down to the bottom of a black hole anyway.

then all you need is a rocket

...

Does anyone have a rocket?

...

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It's late, i'm tired but can't sleep, i've had a horrible day, I failed my science test, my friend got diagnosed with cancer (treatable but could be fatal if left untreated). 

 

Oh HARMONY somebody hug me

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*Hugs* Mr Mistborn. HUGS.

Twi.....you can't help your family but PLEASE don't hate yourself. You are not them. You're better than them which is why it's so frustrating. You're amazing and persistent and compassionate and funny and we love you, and f any of us could wave a fairy godmother wand and sort life out for you, we would. Ok? Please love yourself.

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*Hugs* Mr Mistborn. HUGS.

Twi.....you can't help your family but PLEASE don't hate yourself. You are not them. You're better than them which is why it's so frustrating. You're amazing and persistent and compassionate and funny and we love you, and f any of us could wave a fairy godmother wand and sort life out for you, we would. Ok? Please love yourself.

*Looks at Delightful's member title*

 

<_<

Edited by Silverblade5
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*Hugs* Mr Mistborn. HUGS.

Twi.....you can't help your family but PLEASE don't hate yourself. You are not them. You're better than them which is why it's so frustrating. You're amazing and persistent and compassionate and funny and we love you, and f any of us could wave a fairy godmother wand and sort life out for you, we would. Ok? Please love yourself.

Here's what happened:

The whole blowup was over dinner. I asked her if she'd go to the store to get an ingredient we didn't have, and she said yes in a way that made it clear she'd rather do anything else. I said I'd just make something different, and long story short, that small stupid fight escalated until she was saying she'd just pay for the ingredient herself and I was storming upstairs for the grocery store gift card our mom had left us when she went on her trip. I don't know how she was feeling, but I was feeling bullied, so I told her so. And when she said "You are acting JUST like Mom!" it was kind of the last straw.

She stormed out of the house to her car, only to return a few minutes later. I told her I didn't want to talk just then and went and sat in the garage for a while. While I was there, she made dinner. I wasn't hungry, so I didn't eat mine. Not even later. I know it hurt her, and I know she probably saw that as a peace offering, but I just....I wanted her to know that the hurtful things she says to me stick. I feel like I'm expected to automatically accept every apology I'm given, wiping the slate clean for the next one, but this time I just couldn't.

Now she's not speaking to me. Even if she was, I'd still feel like I really was acting like our mom. I feel awful, but like there's nothing I can do to make it up to her. I can't even explain my side because every time I do, she twists it around so I'm accusing her of something. So now we're stuck. I'm just like my mom and there's not a thing I can do about it.

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*Looks at Delightful's member title*

<_<

Grandmother, not fairy godmother. I can't do everything, unfortunately.

Twi, I'm sorry. The only thing I can advise right now is to give both yourself and your sister time to cool down. This doesn't have to be - and probably can't be - resolved instantly and immediately. I'm sorry that you feel so bullied by your own family, that must be terrible. But that doesn't mean it'll be like this forever. Wen you've had some time to relax and cry and cool down, try work out how to best communicate with your sister. I mean she lives in the same house, right? She sees what goes on. Obviously I don't know her, but if you can work out what to say at the right time, you could maybe get through this as allies and not as enemies.

*more hugs and pugs and hope and cuteness*

Posted

Grandmother, not fairy godmother. I can't do everything, unfortunately.

Twi, I'm sorry. The only thing I can advise right now is to give both yourself and your sister time to cool down. This doesn't have to be - and probably can't be - resolved instantly and immediately. I'm sorry that you feel so bullied by your own family, that must be terrible. But that doesn't mean it'll be like this forever. Wen you've had some time to relax and cry and cool down, try work out how to best communicate with your sister. I mean she lives in the same house, right? She sees what goes on. Obviously I don't know her, but if you can work out what to say at the right time, you could maybe get through this as allies and not as enemies.

*more hugs and pugs and hope and cuteness*

She does know what goes on here, but she still thinks of our mom as a good parent who did some bad things. I haven't told her the worst of it, and I'm not sure I want to, because she might go to our mom for clarification.

And I don't know how to communicate with her, honestly. She's good at twisting things and I don't know if she's even aware she's doing it.

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The only thing I can think of is think very carefully about what to say and how to approach her. I don't know. I'm sorry.

Another extreme option - do you have a friend who's couch you can crash on, can you stay in a cheap youth hostel for a while? That'll at least get you out of home.

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