The Not Happy Thread

Sounds to me like it may be time to document all this and present it to a judge for a restraining order.

 

I'm sorry to hear that. When our first dog passed away I was too small to realize it, but with our second one I cried like a baby.

 

Sorry to hear about that dude. I myself have had trouble from a creepy ex girlfriend and I know something of what you might be going through.

 

I always cry like a baby. The whole family has a habit of taking in sick strays, so it makes us feel better to say at least they had a good life with us but it doesn't stop me sobbing. They're family

 

Went to the hospital today for an ultrasound and an x-ray of my knee. Turns out there's a cyst inside and now I need to get another scan to find out why that cyst is in my knee.
I wouldn't mind it all that much if I didn't have exams in less than two weeks.

 

Ooh, you'll be in my thoughts Lydia!

Did any of you know that sinus colds can make you do some stupid things? It was just brought to my attention that the waffles my mom heated up for me this morning, I took out of the oven and grabbed two of them to eat. Then I absentmindedly stuck the rest back into the oven. They've been in there for almost 6 hours. *face palm*

Now I have some very crispy waffles...

 

^ Talk about a first world problem.

 

Ninja throwing waffles...

 

Hey Lydia,
I'm wishing you all the best with your tests. Health is most important, don't worry about exams, they'll work themselves out

 

Haven't been able to sleep at night since my father in law passed away in my arms. It was peaceful. It was expected, though much faster than we expected, and although I don't FEEL like I'm grieving, I must be, since all I can do at night is watch movies on netflix or write about his final days. God, I loved that man.

Regardless, I'm useless once I do fall asleep, which is causing my children to wreck havoc on the house.

 

Have you tried putting that experience into writing? It may be cathartic, and it's also a challenge to your writing skills to do justice to such an emotionally potent event.

 

I'm a bit intimidated with a book that I promised myself I'd read this summer. It's Tim Pat Coogan's Eamon de Valera, and it's 699+ pages long. Even if I read ten pages a day, I'll be through with it by the end of July. I'll quite literally spend most of my summer with Mr. de Valera.

I did this because I made a promise to myself that I'd read that book. Spent all of last semester telling myself that I'd read about de Valera after I was through with my Irish History course.

I'll do it, I want to do it, I'm just a wee bit intimidated by the mammoth size of it.

 

Stop looking at the whole book and just get stuck in. You only need to read 10 pages today!

 

It's still shorter than King's Under the Tome. Undoubtedly a better use of your time as well.

 

Started the book. I love Tim Pat Coogan's work! Not only did he state in his introduction that he'll be as neutral as possible (un-biased historians are my favorite historians), but he's explaining de Valera's life in a calm, logical, orderly fashion that makes sense! I'm still reading about de Valera's childhood. It's very interesting, so far!

I think, once I finish Coogan's book about De Valera, I'll move to Michael Collins and see his side of the whole thing.

 

That's how I end up writing 14 pages in 4 hours. There's been much writing going on about him. Last night (I think I posted elsewhere) I tried working on something light hearted and (well o.k. around 5 a.m. this morning) I finally was drained enough to pass out after a few pages.

 

That sinus cold I wrote about...yeah, now it's a full blown disgusting cold. I can barely talk today, let alone sing a note. (It makes me sad when I can't sing or hum, it's one of my habits...) Good thing we communicate by typed words because I sound like a dying animal.

 

Last few days in Bath. Lovely weather but a bit too hot for my liking. So I'm going out in short bursts (wise too since the sun hates me) to make the most of my time here.

 

Days??? I'd be all pruny after a couple hours...

(you didn't REALLY expect me to pass up such an obvious pun, didja?)

 

I really hate chemistry sometimes! I got 8/10 of my multiple choice wrong but screwed up the two short answers... i got 32%... i still don't understand why she made that question worth 11/25 marks ...

 

Oooh, yeah Chemistry wasn't my favorite either. But, then I took Physics and wished I could go back to Chemistry. haha

I'm still not happy that I feel crappy...go away allergies and specific things that bloom.

 

I wonder at what point someone decides it's too late to notify me that they're not coming.

I'm seriously getting tired of this last minute nonsense.

Seriously, I could be working, writing or eating instead of waiting for this meeting not to begin.

 

Ah, that's enough to make me cry. I was a Chemistry major at MIT (with strong interests in Physics and Math), and worked as a research chemist before I switched over to software engineering.

But one thing I do agree with. It's a bad year for allergies.

 

I would hate to make a grown man cry.

Science in general has never been my strong suit, but once I convinced myself that it was research for writing Sci-Fi I was able to get through my last year of Physics. It's very interesting, I just wish it was easier for me to understand. Maybe if I had you as my teacher things would've been different.

 

I felt the same way about chemistry until my little Russian professor came along. Now I regard it as the magic that makes the world go round. I may not always understand the concepts, but it has helped me relax a enough to stop freaking out on exams, and realize that it does really make sense.

My problem has always been the math though. I struggled with math growing up, so I had to focus really hard when it came to applicable math.