Thread: Rant and Rave, Cry and Complain

Originally Posted by IndieAnthias

England I love you but FUCK YOUR WEATHER.

Does it ever stop being terrible here? It's May ffs.

lol, where abouts are you?

chat is being a poopybuns

but hey, that gives me more time to read y'all's workbooks

Originally Posted by OpheliaBlue

chat is being a poopybuns

but hey, that gives me more time to read y'all's workbooks

Mind giving me some private lessons?

*runs*

Originally Posted by Wolfwood

lol, where abouts are you?

I'm in Durham, I go to university here. But I'm from Texas where the wheather is... the opposite.

Originally Posted by IndieAnthias

I'm in Durham, I go to university here. But I'm from Texas where the wheather is... the opposite.

Pretty much at the opposite end of England to me. And guess what? It's rainy here too.... nonstop. So used to it now. O_O

My cousin and counterpart on guitar just sold his equipment and told me he was giving up.... Really sucks now I feel I have to restart since our drummer has been mentally checked out for a few months now and our bass player joined the army, So now back to square one.... and its also taking a toll on me since my cousin was one of the people that got me started down the guitar road.

Had another talk with my dad about college and paying for it. Then I went outside and swung a pickaxe busting up dirt for a while until I got a nice size blister on my left hand. Now I'm inside on here and I'm still confused and agitated.

My problem is that I really am not satisfied with my life right now. I know I shouldn't say that, I'm blessed to have food when I want it, a bed to sleep on, a great high school to attend and two parents and much more. I don't know why, I probably have the power to change it tomorrow, but I won't. Just like I haven't for years. I wake up, go to school, go home, eat dinner, do homework/get sucked into DV and the next thing I know it is 10:30 and I go to bed and start the cycle over again. I guess I'm feeling the natural drive to leave the "nest" and make a name for myself. I saw an opportunity to change my same old tired routine by going to college and living on campus. Unfortunately, I was too stupid my freshman and sophomore years of high school and my GPA is only a 3.1, and my ACT score is a 25. Both are higher than average (I think), but below the line to get any sort of merit financial aid. Apparently my parents don't qualify for any sort of need-based grants either. So, unless I happen to win a private scholarship(s), which to be honest is not very likely.

So I procrastinated on applying and mulling over college, as I do with most things, and now is the time when one must decide which they were going and such. I applied to some and visited some and I came back with an idea of which one I liked the looks of best. The one I wanted to go to was Grand Valley State University.

Previously, when I was applying and visiting colleges, my dad said "Pick the one you want and I'll figure out how to pay for it". GVSU is one of the middle of the road-cheaper public universities in the state, and it costs about $18,000. That's a boat-load of money. A TON of money. More money than I could imagine making right now. I finally showed the price to my Dad and he said that it costs too much. He doesn't know if he can pay for it. He says that he thinks that I need to decide "how badly I want to go to that school" and if I should take classes at the local community college for a year or two instead. I was a little shocked to hear that from the same guy who said "Just pick a school and I'll pay for it". But it's ok. The "Just pick a school" was a great offer, but since that won't work I suppose a degree from any school is a good offer.

I just don't know whether I am completely at fault for all of this, either way I am kind of disappointed. My parents tell me that I should have gotten the ball rolling on this a lot earlier and that because I should have showed them the price a long time ago. I just don't think that it is very smart to make me, the 17 year old responsible with informing them about the financial side of going to college, if they are going to be the ones paying for it.

Part of my problem is that I had not been briefed on any of this. True, I had heard some of what my mom and the school said to me, but a lot of it I either didn't take seriously or I just didn't know.

What really troubles me is that my parents assume that I know things about the world that no one had taught me. I really didn't know that they couldn't afford the amount of money that college costs, or that living expenses cost so much that a local school might be the only one we can afford. I just kinda figured that they would know these things and be planning for them, because I sure wasn't. I am a 17 year old. I am ignorant about the world. I thought that we had money saved up. Plus, I did what my peers were doing about college, but most of my peers are rich and I had forgotten about that. I don't know of anyone at my school going to the community college because they couldn't afford big colleges. I only saw kids going to community college because they were too into drugs, or failed all their classes or something.

I don't know....Don't bother to read that because it is mostly incoherent and I didn't proofread. Maybe I'll edit it later. I'm not sure why I typed this up at all. Oh well, my as well post it now that I've written it.

The Conservative party keeps introducing new initiatives that go against the will of the people. The majority of Canadians disagree with these initiatives and law changes, but those shiesty sons of bitches totally disregard what the citizens want and force these ridiculous policies on us. Stephen Harper is just the Canadian equivalent of George Bush, except not nearly as funny and twice as greasy. And our "Public Safety" Minister, Vic Toews, is just as much of a goobag as our Prime Minister.

I don't want to go home for vacation. I'm looking forward to seeing my half-sister someday in Canada, but ugh, not home here in Houston.

And I have to start packing, but I don't want to...I don't really have that many clothes to pack up, but still...

*sigh*

*starts rubbing head*

Speed browsing DV because I am in a rush to go out but I'm pulled back by some force to read everything that's new...

Woke up to my neck hurting like hell, then I missed my bus and my stepdad had to drive me. Can't wait to see what the rest of the day will bring.

God damn it.

Wolfwood in the kitchen again: tried to make some garlic potato salad.... Wayyyy to heavy handed with the garlic. Jesus.... lucky I won't be kissing anyone.

One day, I will learn.

edit: naa, this is bad. Why the hell did I eat it all.... >.<

Originally Posted by Wolfwood

Wolfwood in the kitchen again: tried to make some garlic potato salad.... Wayyyy to heavy handed with the garlic. Jesus.... lucky I won't be kissing anyone.

One day, I will learn.

edit: naa, this is bad. Why the hell did I eat it all.... >.<

No chilli huh, Wolfwood? I guess you really like spamming the flavours.

lol, it's more the fact I left it in the fridge overnight, and so the garlic came out proper strong. >.< Alright, and my heavy hand too.

Originally Posted by Wolfwood

Wolfwood in the kitchen again: tried to make some garlic potato salad.... Wayyyy to heavy handed with the garlic. Jesus.... lucky I won't be kissing anyone.

One day, I will learn.

edit: naa, this is bad. Why the hell did I eat it all.... >.<

At least you're cooking and learning, which is more than a lot of people do. You should be proud of yourself.

And garlic is probably one of my favourite typical-considered-bad-breath smells.

Originally Posted by Wolfwood

Pretty much at the opposite end of England to me. And guess what? It's rainy here too.... nonstop. So used to it now. O_O

It's the rainy season, I get it. But must it be frozen at this time of year?

Have you not been here long?

I was here all winter, but I only made it through by visioning the light at the end of the tunnel... which apparently was a lie.

Originally Posted by DaveTheJoker

Had another talk with my dad about college....

A lot of what you're talking about is understandable... a lot of people have the same problem at much older ages than 17. The desire to live on your own is natural and it's good that you have it. It's a sign of independence. Even though you're still living with them, at least you have the drive to live independently and I'm sure you'll find the means to someday soon, when it's convenient.

17 is so young. You have plenty of time and should not be expected to know where you want to go. I'd suggest the community college, for at least a year. Just go to ratemyprofessor.com beforehand, make sure you get some great instructors and your experience will probably be better than most University students'. College class sizes tend to be smaller, with more personal attention given to each student and opportunity to participate. Even if you already know what you want to do, education-wise, transferring to a more prestigious school after a couple years is not very difficult, will save you and your parents money and is probably overall better for a few reasons.

And you shouldn't expect yourself to know so much about the world already. You will, eventually. If you'd like to speed up your knowledge, make an effort to. Take a trip during the summer, by yourself or with friends. Learn about the world and how to do things on your own. If you did, it would be worth it.

A 3.1 GPA really isn't that bad. It's high enough to get you into most first-year programs.

Anyway, I wish you luck with school and your parents. You're only 17 and have plenty of time. People aren't supposed to know what to do at your age, so don't worry about it so much.

Originally Posted by IndieAnthias

I was here all winter, but I only made it through by visioning the light at the end of the tunnel... which apparently was a lie.

Haha, well, rainy season is every season in England. There's a small flame at the end of the tunnel in July....lasts about a month to two months, and then the rain puts it out again.

Originally Posted by Dianeva

A lot of what you're talking about is understandable... a lot of people have the same problem at much older ages than 17. The desire to live on your own is natural and it's good that you have it. It's a sign of independence. Even though you're still living with them, at least you have the drive to live independently and I'm sure you'll find the means to someday soon, when it's convenient.

17 is so young. You have plenty of time and should not be expected to know where you want to go. I'd suggest the community college, for at least a year. Just go to ratemyprofessor.com beforehand, make sure you get some great instructors and your experience will probably be better than most University students'. College class sizes tend to be smaller, with more personal attention given to each student and opportunity to participate. Even if you already know what you want to do, education-wise, transferring to a more prestigious school after a couple years is not very difficult, will save you and your parents money and is probably overall better for a few reasons.

And you shouldn't expect yourself to know so much about the world already. You will, eventually. If you'd like to speed up your knowledge, make an effort to. Take a trip during the summer, by yourself or with friends. Learn about the world and how to do things on your own. If you did, it would be worth it.

A 3.1 GPA really isn't that bad. It's high enough to get you into most first-year programs.

Anyway, I wish you luck with school and your parents. You're only 17 and have plenty of time. People aren't supposed to know what to do at your age, so don't worry about it so much.

Man, what I'd do to go back to being 17.... to make different choices.

This is Mr. Retrospect speaking though. And Mr. Retrospect knows things I couldn't possibly have known.

Just here to rant about how long it takes to get a thread up in the Help! forum. Considering people need help, you'd think they would try and get it moderated more quickly. Of course, I don't know what it's like to be a mod and I feel bad for complaining because I'm sure it's not their fault, but I wrote a really long post to clear my head. I need advice as quick as possible to ease my mind and I can do nothing but wait. I really want to re-read it because I'm starting to feel bad for it, but I know I have a reason not to. I deleted my original document on my computer so that HE doesn't read it... yet anyway. really want to read it again to get my thoughts straight again. :/ see how flustered I am? I'm repeating myself...

I just wanted to tell you guys about this bitch:

So I'm in agricultre, sweeping the floor (It's a pretty amazing subject, I know) and the teacher aid in the class, who by the way does nothing (She's not there for anyone, I assume they put her there because there were no spaces needed to be filled) is doing these little laps around the farm to see what everyone is doing. So I've got a pile of dirt collected, and I'm in the process of pushing it onto the dirt, when she comes over and says "Why don't you sweep under the bagracks, there's rubish under there, that you can sweep out, and then pick up."
I, being the gentleman I am, respond with "Yeah, sure! Just let me get rid of this dirt pile, and I'll do that."
I'm not sure why she had to do this, probably trying to show her power or something, orders me to do it "RIGHT NOW!"
This pisses me off a bit, so I put our situation a little wrap up. "Look, that rubish has probably been there for weeks, this dirt is going to get blown away in the wind, so let me take literally a minute, to sweep this away, and then I'll do the rubish, which will NOT move, in the minute it will take me."
She still doesn't agree, so we go back and forth arguing for about five minutes. Losing my shit at her determination to be an absolute demonic bitch, I sware at her. Don't get me wrong, I'm a big person about respect and everything, I'm normally pretty chill, and it takes alot to get me angry. I was just having a bad day, and she was being really unreasonable about a totally petty thing.
So anyway, she stands there shocked, and decides to go get the 2IC teacher, Ian. He comes over, and asks what's going on. I explain the situation, and I can see he agrees with me but he says "Look man, I get where you're coming from, but just do it, aye? It's the easiest way to stop a fight."
I don't mind Ian, so I do I walk over to the bag racks, prepared to do it for him, but just as I'm about to begin, the bitch comes over and sticks her head in. "Was that so hard?!"
At this stage, I'm ready to place her in the cattle yard, with fergus who is currently pretty randy.
Refusing to put up with her shit, I take the broom, and push it under the bag racks. What's the catch you ask? Well there's a strip of wood under the frame, so the only way to get under it is to crouch/kneel down and slide it under from there. I make sure the broom does nothing but hit the wood strip repeatedly, whilst the teacher looks over in dismay. "Look, you have to kneel down, it's not going to go under."
"I can't, I have a bad back" I reply, having an orgasm as I see her come close to losing it."
This whole thing goes on for about five minutes, with the dull thud of the broom hitting the wood seemingly giving her a brain tumor. She looks ready to explode.
"FOR THE LAST TIME, YOU HAVE TO GET ON THE GROUND, AND SLIDE THE BROOM UNDER."
"No, no, no, it'll work! Just give me a few minutes" I say, returning to banging the broom against the wood.
She finally cracks, and rages at me for a few minutes. She runs off to get the 1ic teacher, mr Jackson, and I wait for her to get out of view.
I quickly drop to the ground, and push the rubish through. I pick it up, and dump it in the bin, and return back to sweeping the floor.
Mr Jackson walks around, and says "Nathan, what's the problem?"
I say, "She wants me to sweep under the bag racks, but there's nothing there..."
Mr Jackson looks at the bitch teacher, and shrugs.
She runs up to the bag racks, and looks under, she shakes her head furiously.
"He must of done it when I left, He's been nothing but a rude child to me since I asked him to do the simple task" She says, as I now add "patronising" to my mental list of things she needs to work on.
Mr Jackson looks at her, and shrugs. He knows for sure what I've done, but he seems to hide a smile, as he says "well, it's done now, no big deal." I get the sense that no one really likes her.

Mr Jackson walks off, and I'm not left with the teacher. "You're going on oneschool..." (A system to report good/bad behaviour)
"Go ahead!" I say, as rest my trusty broom against the metal leg of the roof, and walk away.