So... my sister's domestic partner is really going crazy. It's unbelievably sad, because she's always been a really delightful and awesome person in the past, and she and my sister always seemed like a great match for each other. Her behavior lately is... disturbing, to say the least. Horrifying depression + too much drinking... it's really depressing for everyone involved.

Catamari wrote:Fuck Beats, though. Too much bass. I suppose it's good if all you listen to is rap.

Even then, rap records are mixed to have the bass pushed up louder.

Of course, it's worth noting that Dr. Dre is the main musical consultant for Beats, and he actually mixes his records for sound quality instead of loudness, so if you only listen to Dr. Dre and his stable of artists the boosted bass might be something you want. I guess.

Rockets... Fucking hell, man.

Nuclear Lunchbox wrote:How often do you use them? Mine have gotten almost daily usage.

The oldest not so much; the 16-year-old ones daily - they're on my desk right next to me.

I'm impressed that they've lasted so long! I'm probably going to buy replacement earpads soon- I'm literally holding them together with duct tape at this point.

Well, many high-end Sennheisers have steel cords (or had - I haven't checked recently), and as I said, I've replaced that - also the pads. But yes, the headband and innards and stuff is original.

Why is my dad getting so upset over every little thing I do?

I ask him nicely to adjust the dog's collar cause I don't know how.

He throws at it me and calls me an asshole!

I ask for lip gloss yesterday, he says no.

He keeps calling me an asshole and I'm sick of it!

Him getting stressed over little things I do is him being an asshole!

Yeah I talk too much and ask for stuff a lot. But, he's always saying I'm a bitch and that he hates me.

I swear that his dog is the only thing he loves.

Apparently I am having a migraine right now. It is painless, but makes it hard for me to read the screen. I only discovered a couple of years ago that this effect actually is a migraine, though it's not surprising given that my father and both my siblings all suffer(ed) from "real" migraines with headache - which I never have.

When "migraine" is usually used to mean "splitting headache", the actual tiger-striped bloom across the field of view seems disconnected from the word as normally understood. It was only reading an article about the visual effects in SciAm way back when that I realised the optical effects I sometimes got after overexercising on a hot day were in fact a migraine.

Gave a full unit of blood today before having to RUN up the stairs to get to my history class. Nearly passed out.

Oh, those are fun times! Did that before a formation, once.



Good times!

Went down stairs to Chinese class, felt sick, said "fuck this," and went back to blood room. Felt sick for the next half hour AND missed Chinese lecture.

Nuclear Lunchbox wrote:blood room.

Where do you go to school? Freddy Krueger High?

EDIT
Wait.
I saw your previous post.

Nuclear Lunchbox wrote:They convert the student lounge into a blood facility for eight hours. Machines, stretchers, you name it.

I don't know how you guys, do it. I had enough trouble with the IV with the happy juice being put into my arm when I got my teeth yanked.

My car is finally running correctly. Awesome.

Why is this still in FML? Because I took the car back to my usual mechanic to see what he thought of this, and he tells me the first expensive thing they did was to replace the same idle air control valve he just replaced along with a few connected but separate bits all as a single module. The second thing, a MAP sensor, is what was probably actually wrong the whole time and would have been about half as much... And is again the same sensor he replaced the first time.

So basically the very first replacement sensor i had put in a month ago was a factory defect and everything since was just burning money for no damned reason, while all the dealership did was repeat the same work he'd done at a higher price. Or maybe my usual guy is lying to cover his pride, which is equally problematic. So FML either way.

I constantly get told to stop talking, but when I stop talking I start think about stuff and start to feel guilty, like a burden on my family especially my mother because if I hadn't been born she.would think my father should be around and she wouldn't have to work two jobs to support me and the worthless piece of shit. My aunt would have more free time because she wouldn't have to pick me up from school everyday. My grandparents would have more money because they would waste money on me.

Every time I see people who are happy without a care in the world I'm envoys of them. I think "I wish I could be like that". I wish I had someone who I could think actually cares about me and not feel guilty to them.

Some days I wake up and think "Why do I even bother. What's the actual point. Its always the same. Who'd really care if I were gone?" I can't stand thinking like that.

That's my FML today

Just remember this:
"There's always one person who loves you or cares about you even if you think everyone hates you."

It's a quote from me.

So, yeah I feel the same way at times too heavytread, but for some reason I wanna keep living, I'm way too optimistic to be negative all the time.

What is it with English professors and not providing enough description of their paper requirements?

This is an intro to literature class. This is what she says about our third, and final paper. Not to mention a good 25% of our grade.

At the end of the semester, the students will submit another analytical paper of 2000-2500 words. This paper is meant to demonstrate the students’ understanding of the larger issues in a text given its specific socio-historical context.

By socio-historical analysis we mean how the writer’s gender identity, nationality or race affects their work. Students should consider special characteristics of language or imagery that may be particular to a writer, such as feminist themes and ideas in Satrapi’s work. They may also consider larger questions that the themes of the text generate along with the identity of the poet; for instance, if Dickens’ interest in class in nineteenth century England colors his depiction of the characters in A Christmas Carol.

Okay, sure. I get that. But she throws us a curveball and tells us something completely different in class. What the hell am I supposed to say about The Great Gatsby?

Hand me a math problem or a circuit to build and it's done. Hand me a paper and "give me the freedom to write how I want" and I'm dumbfounded.

Fortunately, my prof seems to be pretty cool with having to explain things to STEM students.

You're making me nostalgic for the time when 2000 words was a lot.

Chuckman wrote:You're making me nostalgic for the time when 2000 words was a lot.

Shit, mate, I had enough trouble stretching my last paper into 1000.

Princess Asuka wrote:Just remember this:
"There's always one person who loves you or cares about you even if you think everyone hates you."

It's a quote from me.

So, yeah I feel the same way at times too heavytread, but for some reason I wanna keep living, I'm way too optimistic to be negative all the time.

That's some knowledge their in that quote. Hard to believe but true knowledge.

I never will understand optimists.

Catamari wrote:What the hell am I supposed to say about The Great Gatsby?

Fitzgerald got into a lot of interesting shit when he was alive. This essay sounds like a lot of fun. ;)