The not happy thread

Uh oh. I hope you feel better.

I'm sorry, Lydia.

You could come here! Nice and dry.

 

Yale University SCEA decisions were distributed today. Is it bad that I'm really happy that three of my friends (of the four which applied) were deferred and / or rejected?
...I feel really awful for saying that, but it's just going to make my own impending rejection (tomorrow's the day, assuming the USPS doesnt screw me over!) that much more bearable. We can have parties, BYOK (bring your own Kleenex)!

Speaking of exams, I have my first day of finals tomorrow. My math exam, which is my first exam, starts in thirteen hours. Have I prepared? Hardly! *kick me*

Also, I notice that most of these not happy / happy posts are about exams and school. Is this what my life has succumbed to? The next test, the next assignment, the next results period? FML, I, as a being, am pointless.

It's also just been one of those days. For instance, I have to wonder: Am I really that great of a writer (unlikely) or is everyone around me just the worst of the worst?
I was editting a paper for a friend today. Did you not learn that vowels are coupled with the article adjective "an" --and not "a"? Ugh. I am not a spell / grammar check.

 

You are not pointless.

And I maintain that you will be accepted.

 

Thanks link.

Bring your boat to Aus, hot weather is os its way again.

Hope the weather gets better soon.

 

My Uncle Steve is getting worse and worse. My Aunt Sara, his sister, flew out to see him and is staying "indefinitely", which isn't a good sign, because they're all sure he's slipping away.


I feel like crying. I don't want him to go. He can't leave me! He can't just leave us! It's not fair!

 

I'm so sorry, Gigi!

 

Gigi, I am really sorry.

I saw an article on a parenting forum I joined recently about a couple who aborted their baby at 7 months and put it in a gift box under their Christmas Tree. What kind of sick person are they? How anyone could do something like that to their unborn is beyond me. It is so heartbreaking that a life so precious and pure was ended in such a horrible way. I hope the couple rot in hell.

 

I'm so sorry Gi!!!
If you ever need anything I'm always here for you!

 

I wanna see the article... Lol

 

My deepest condolences, Gigi. If you need to talk or anything, we're here.

I don't really have a leg to stand on next to that. I'm at a crossroads in my life, torn between giving up a job I love and returning to school so as to nab that Creative Writing degree I was trying for. Still, my family and friends are all in good health, always supportive and all. Of course, it doesn't mean that I don't agonize over the decision I have to make. And soon...

 

That is revolting.

Is there any way that you can keep the job and go to school? I'm all about having everything I want.

 

Go for the degree, man. As long as you quit the job on good terms, there's always a chance you could return to it if things don't work out. Right?

Though, hidden's suggestion is best if possible.

You're lucky that your family and friends support your writing.
Mine did not when I was growing up.

 

I hate the United States Postal Service.

My life-altering letter is somewhere between Most Desireable University and my house, and the USPS should stop all efforts for everyone else and make me a priority so I can have some piece of mind!

Why cant this school be like all the others and in addition to a letter, send an email as well? Come along; it's the 21st century, and email is the new snail mail!
Legally speaking, the letter just has to be postmarked by the 15th of December, but I really was supposed to know yesterday, so I can have a full month to gather my documents and send confirmation (which must be postmarked by the 15th of January). OR, the more likely result, a month of mourning.

It looks like I have another 24 hours of frustration to endure.
Where are my sleepy pills?

 

A friend from another forum posted in their "not happy" thread saying that her dad had actually threatened her and yelled at her for not being 100% perfect (He yelled at her for drinking water from his cup, and for not cleaning the house SPOTLESS), so she spent a good hour or so crying in a janitor's closet in school.

I can't believe that parents would do that to their own children.

 

The way I see it is this: you can either let it break you apart, or you can do something about it. My cousin had that problem with her parents. She has cancer when she was young and was supposed to die, but she didnt. Instead of treating her like the miracle she is, they would beat her. Her dad even stabbed her once.

Time has passed and now she knows what she's doing with her life and she's a happy, healthy girl with a wonderful man. . . Sure, your going to cry when that stuff happens but how about you come out of the freaking janitor's closet and do something. Call child services or just leave. -grumble- there are things people can DO in those situations for christs sake.

 

I think she is. She's suffering through it so she can be a better person.

No offense, Nonnie, but is something bugging you?

 

Nonnie is sick.

 

Oh, okay

Well, hope you get better Nonnie.

 

How very Buddha-esque. I think one of the end results of being a better person is taking control of their life. I dunno, I just know how hard that stuff can be and I know not everyone has the strength to say enough is enough before its too late. She should contact someone. Stay with a relative; thats what I always did.

EDIT: The Flu loosens my tounge some, but the thoughts are always there.

 

Not happy because I received an ominous call from the 'learner services' office at my college telling me to go and see the adviser. I feel this is a bad sign.

 

D: you never know. . . maybe they want you to assist someone!!!

Find the silver-lining possiblities! ?

 

took Mason to pre-primary for the last time today. Almost cried when I went in cause the room is so empty and it just doesn't look right. Next year he is i year 1, big boy school. There goes my little man. <sniff sniff>

 

And now I'm really sad because Dan came in and told me that our budgie has died. R.I.P Billy. We will me miss you.

It's really sad, because it was the first pet we had as a family and he was a much loved bird.

 

That's sad Sherie. R.I.P. Billy!

 

On that note (and not mentioning any names of course), one of my staff at work just lost a custody case with his ex. She took his four-year-old son off to another province and he's been in a horrible state ever since. I feel for him, as he really did dote on the little guy, took him to work and everything. I try my best to comfort him, but having no children I can't even begin to know what he's going through.

Thanks! Yeah, I can suffer through the occasional bout of writer's block or rejection letters knowing that I always have such great people willing to back me.

And yeah, hidden's suggestion is an ideal one, if possible. I manage a bookstore for a living, which is a full-time job. Similarly, working towards a degree is also full-time. Nonetheless, two semesters (three tops) will get me that degree. So yeah, returning afterward is a very real possibility!