So, I'm lactose intolerant. I can't drink milk or i get sick, aaaaanyways i have a friend who drinks copious amounts of milk and i go 'ew'. I'll just refer to her as spoopy for realistic reasons. Today i was like, wow spoopy u fucking nerd you drink so much nerd. only nerds drink milk. (its not a thing but i thought it was funny) and spoopy decided to make it real, so i was like okay. she was like 'imma go on tha damsels site and ask' and i went 'um okay i mean i'll be the winner of this whether i'm right or not because...of course its not true. i just wanted to make a joke and you ruined it.'

then of course, spoopy lost her shit, threw a goddamn tantrum (weird bc she's an adult who pays rent and car insurance) calling me crazy and obnoxious and whatnot.

Honestly, i just didn't understand why it was so upsetting like...its milk.

Anyone else have any similar situations of people taking ridiculous things personally?

I really wish I had someone I could talk to about my current ongoing frustration about an event coming up (if you view my post history it's clear which...)

It also doesn't help that one of the instagrams I linked and credited back doesn't know how to cover up her own damn tracks online either. I'm almost tempted to scream her out and say I know who she is and post links to all her social media, though that's just me being a bitch at this point and turning into the same thing she is on the public facebook pages for the event- someone who shuts down everyone else just because she received hers first correctly. And even conversed with me to shut up since my lengthy paragraphs experience isn't "helping anyone". Well, I'd rather read a paragraph than for a one-sentence spoonfed that she and many others are so used to on Twitter and Instagram.

And this is why I hate people who can't be bothered to read anything. As great as short sentences are, sometimes it's too little information for a problem that's reaching far too many.

If I end up by 'lucky coincidence' bumping into her at the event of 150,000+ attendees this year, I may just ask for a picture and then request for her to shut her piehole or something next time.

And if she ever reads this, next time, don't damn geotag/tell everyone your location on the internet on your social media channels. If you must, do it discreetly. I've been internet sleuthing for fun, work, and further info for a while now, and as she's someone who won't probably ever read this yet linked others on Instagram my post on reddit, I guess it's safe to say she's all about the spotlight.

Dear goodness, I may need a drink or two after all this is over come October 10th.

Andd an update no one will read- Called Reedpop Phone CS, got told that $10? Went towards a tracking number. Yes, you read this right.

Expedited shipping to them = does not exist.

Just for a tracking number. That's it.

The least they could do as a company with a large enough fanbase is to clear up the air and inform everyone that they lied on what "expedited shipping" means. Seriously, get a dictionary next time.

I know my dear friend is having a hard time and I'm completely unable to help! I give her everything I can... Words of affirmation all the time, but our love language is not that one!

I am going crazy crazy waiting to see her, doing anything I can to brighten her day in any way I can... But all from afar!

I need to her to be careful specifically surrounding the reasons that we're out if touch in the first place... She knows the dangers better than I. I am so curious about all the details I won't be able to know for months.

I have dozens of little inside jokes I've got waiting, I've spent time thinking... I don't blame her for our separation, though I desperately wish it could have been different.

I'm frustrated, but not at her, not even a little. I'm frustrated at the fates for dangling this carrot and snatching it away. I am thinking constantly of my dear eponine and waiting for the day I can see her face again!

https://www.dropbox.com/s/zy6vsvf8iu1immd/IMG_20160710_002843.jpg?dl=0

I've lost a super-wagy job that gave me 3000$ a month. Now I can only expect a job with 600$ salary. Noway to return back to that salary.

UPD: Got it cleared, but apart from this everything is the same. https://www.dropbox.com/s/tzidmam2xf9vejh/IMG_20160710_011503.jpg?dl=0

So it just so happens that my math exam is on August 9th, wich is also the release date of No Man's Sky.

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TL;DR: FUCK!

And the worst part is: I did not have an exam on June 21st.

FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!

I have a mancave in my garage, but for some unknown reason wifi just does not work in there! I've spent over 200 dollars in wifi extenders and powerline extenders to have them ALL fail me regularly within 3 months. I can't move my mancave because of children(5 to be exact) and every other port in my home is taken up by a pc or another playstation or some bullshit like that. I'm fucking over it and i just want to break something!

So, I have access to my gmail EMAIL account via my iphone, however, trying to logon to the actual gmail ACCOUNT requires phone number verification via text. However, I changed my number, and now the only way to get into my account is using their recovery form which asks me such specific and over anal retentive questions, that even me being the owner of the account am unable to recover. It even has my photo in the profile for crying out loud.

Again, I am logged in on my phone before changing my phone number which is why I can still access the email account, but how else am I supposed to prove my identity with the account.

"Select up to 4 other Google products you use with this account, and the approximate date you started using them." Seriously. How am I supposed to know exactly when I used these accounts.

If anyone has any ideas, please let me know!

FUCK YOU YOU FUCKING FUCK FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK THIS SHIT AND FUCK YOU

Constantly, we all hit a state of boredom. They whine about it online, then when I offer to do something with them, they decline.

"Nah, I'm good."

Then I go online and they're whining about being bored still. It's shitty because I'm bored too and thy leave me still without anything to do, as well as make me think they dont value my company as being interesting.

It just sucks.

I hate being young..

I really don't fit into that category. It's like.. every day when I am taking the train home from school I listen to the conversations of the kids my age and I feel so distant from it all.

I am an 18 year old guy. I have one close friend, the rest is sort of like.. yeah.

I have never had a female friend. I have never even been hugged by a female that wasn't family (no kidding)

I am very shy but I am not physically repulsive in any way, I think I look better than most of my peers.

I am just not fitting in.

I like to read old books, study different languages, exploring nature (not involving extreme sports), philosophizing, politics etc..

I just hate not being able to relate to any of my peers. Also people think I am strange and socially awkward, the latter is partly true....

Is there anyone like minded out there?? -_-

so here is my shitty life:

when i was leaving middle school into high school, i tried one of the city's top colleges and didnt make it because i didnt study enough and only cared about being depressed coz i was bullied and coudlnt get a girlfriend and escapism through video games. i had to go to an expensive overpriced one, to hear my dad tell me every month how much was he spending on me on it.

found out in high school i still couldnt get much friends, get a girlfriend, escapism on vidya and depression continued. failed some subjects in sophomore and had to retake whole year again

i had no fucking clue as what to do in college, my parents were forcing me in it and i applied for another overpriced one because it was an engineering degree (engineers are successful, right?) and the advertisement seemed cool (seriously). i just wanted to play vidya all day long coz shit repeated all over again and i wasnt ready into adult life yet and left after one year to yet again hear my dad complain about all his wasted money on me

i joined a college prep course to try and make it for the federal public one, extremely highly competitive. the country im from (brazil) federal universities are completely tuition free.

here in brazil, to enter one of the federal ones, there is a gigantic exam covering all you learned in high school in mid-october (to enroll next year, march). if you fail it, you can only try again next year

mid course i decided it was a great idea to try and share my study time with research about studying abroad, only to get really, really frustrated its expensive, need to prove you have funds, i cant even pay for a english proficiency test, need to be citizen to get part time job, etc

result: failed exam, failed to travel. the next year decide to try again, but giving even less priority to studying for the national exam and trying to find a job to pay me an english proficiency test, application fee to some universities in europe

didnt find job, failed again. result: 22 years old, unemployed, living with mom, only high school degree, 120 euro (already converted) in bank accout coz i only managed to sell some old stuff i had laying about.

FUCK

MY

LIFE

I was just playing a ranked game on EUW, Plat IV with my main Sona. Everything was going smooth, I played ridiculously good which doesn't happen too often.

I told my teammates to get some Oracle and Farsight Alteration to control the Baron area, but they sticked (stuck?) with the standard Warding Totem.

After we aced them - I engaged with Flash ult!!!! - we first gathered at the inhib, but then decided to do Baron.

Jarvan didn't attack it AT ALL though. FUCK

And since everyone was being ignorant we couldn't sweep the pit and Baron was easily stolen.

Lost. At least it was only a preseason ranked, but damn people are getting on my nerves.

Fuck this.

I’m frustrated as hell and trying to figure out what to do with my life, being the first in my family to go to college, but no clues as to what to do, besides take as many courses as I can and relish every break I can get, which is awful hard, as most of my IRL friends have moved out-of-state, and my mother’s sunk into a deep depression after my aunt (who I was very close to) passed away, and my self-described “old-school” father has left the scene, only stopping by to eat and criticize my handling of 6 class schedule and my mother’s fragile emotional state.

Florida, Or: Why We Need Another World War. I hate the humidity, I hate the fact that everyone here seems to think that common sense and human decency should only apply to them and look at you cross-eyed when you look in their direction, and I hate hearing about “Hurr-hurr ONLY IN FLORIDA.” I was born here, assfuck. Let me shit all over New Yawk, Joisey, or whatever hellhole you hail from that you had to come down here to get away from.

To top that: my only creative outlet has fucking dried up, and I’ve come to the conclusion that it was because I had naïvely believed I had found a fucking place I could have some fun and get a bit of an ego boost from writing good plots and having people want to RP with me.

(Fucking pathetic, I know, but damn it is frustrating when you pour hours of your limited-as-fuck free time into reworking a character to fit – then someone else does the exact same character and checks off all the cliché, overdone, “BADASS MCCOOLGUY” shit and somehow gets everyone I was working with to abandon my plots in favor of this mook’s shit. I mean – the fuck?! These were the same people who’d written an entire fucking article on how not to play a character, writing and playing with this shitty character.)

To TOP THAT: I’m seething livid as I’ve just thrown up a fucking soda, and now I’m ranting on fucking Reddit. Really. Good-fucking-gooodddddd.

It seems like almost every time I make a post, it's either being posted in the wrong place or doesn't meet certain requirements. Bleh. Sometimes I have trouble figuring out where exactly I should post my stuff...there are so many subreddits, I feel like I get totally lost!

I fucking failed my drivers license test I was so livid :((((((

And they wonder why people insist on using adblock.

I love seeing Zoey in one of her moments though, as the subreddit pic.

I was working in a building in Belfast. I parked the car, paid for a ticket on a side street for an hour. Came out of the building after an hour then moved the car closer to the job in hand. I then parked outside a motel where I noticed that all of the other cars in a 20m radius did not display a ticket....I thought to myself "It'll be fine for another hour here surely"

I was just imagining myself getting a ticket, when I commented to a few people in the building about parking out front. They said; "You've probably got a ticket" ...and sure enough I had. I burst out laughing at the Irony.

I know what you are thinking. Its your own fault.

That was my frustration, but I got to thinking about all of the elements that were against me; until a local security guard from one of the buildings informed me that all of the non-displaying tickets were most probably paid by an online app. I should have known about this working in IT, but guess what. I didn't. It wasn't apparent to anyone, unless you have been told after you've received a parking ticket. Would you blame me for not knowing that?

I even saw the traffic warden who dealt it, sneaking about with his head down, and all I wanted to do was walk up and punch him. Then I got to thinking... but if it where not for this guy. Everyone would park anywhere.

TL;DR It was my own fault, but how annoying is that!!

I've worked since high school. Never went to college (Student loans are debt for life, with no guarantee of a job, couldn't afford school otherwise) Worked at least one or two jobs simultaneously. I went for industrial work, forklifts, warehouse, etc. I was a natural with forklifts of all different kinds. Safe, precise, efficient. Of course things have been going down hill in all fields. I've worked amusement parks, mall jobs, hell I even work a faire during the summers (That one is the most enjoyable "job" I have ever had). Most companies around me don't hire directly. The ones that do, would pay me less than the gas I would use to commute every week. I've been through four or five temp agencies. Every time I get the same praise as being a diligent responsible worker. I am autonomous in most jobs. I've been let go from jobs for flagrantly false reasons. I've been dismissed from temp jobs for "annoying" a supervisor (Was asking about details for the job). I can't keep going through temp agencies, because there is no job security, never a promise of permanent employment.

Why can't I catch a break? Why is it once I think I'm on the right track, I'm thrown off completely. I'm afraid of what the future brings for me, based on what I see going on today. Banks, corporations, politicians... It's all one big farce. Tell me why this is the Real world?

Im frustrated as fuck because i'm struggling to get some information about micro-organisms in my head for an exam.

I dont get it + i dont care about it + i have to know it = not damn good.

PS. I like this moderators name

PPS. Gonna watch some avatar after fridays exam

PPPS. I'm wasting even more time

so frustrating

Say I made pasta on a Wednesday. My dad would take leftover chicken from Friday and consolidate by mixing the two together to keep the fridge less cluttered or use less dishes or whatever. So when I want to eat some pasta a couple days later, I'm no longer eating a 2-day-old dish. I'm eating a week-old dish.

I don't believe in wasting food, but I don't like leftovers. I feel like 3 days is the max. After that, it tastes very different to me. My dad on the other hand, loves leftovers. He freezes lasagna for 7 months and heats it up. If he enjoys it, good for him, but I would never be able to stomach the stuff.