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My stepdad wants me to move out as i turn 20.

Im still at last year of college,i cannot earn enough money to move and i do not want to give up my dreams

I will have a fcuked up year...

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My stepdad wants me to move out as i turn 20.

Im still at last year of college,i cannot earn enough money to move and i do not want to give up my dreams

I will have a fcuked up year...

Punch him in the nose :P

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possibly, i can move it around but then it just feels like there's something between my back teeth - physically can't close them regardless of how hard i try, and it's pretty painful on one side. Will have to go docs or something later on, laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaame.

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Not so much angry, just need to write it down somewhere, not even sure why. One of my best mates has been expecting twins for a while, and I just got the call that they've got to make the ridiculously, unimaginably tough decision of terminating one for the good of the other.

No words, really.

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Not so much angry, just need to write it down somewhere, not even sure why. One of my best mates has been expecting twins for a while, and I just got the call that they've got to make the ridiculously, unimaginably tough decision of terminating one for the good of the other.

No words, really.

That's mental, can't even begin to think how they might make that decision. I've got a twin step-brother and sister, definitely couldn't choose between them!

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Courtesy of recent diagnoses for family members, I've now got another 3 hereditary illnesses/diseases I might possibly have/develop to add to the ever increasing list. I might just not even bother sorting out a pension :P

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Yeah, think I got some mystery membership thing for some company recently as a result of that. I just won't bother adding to the pot, and hope that courtesy of some shrewd financial moves those guys will have made on my behalf I'll be rich beyond my wildest dreams (if I last that long).

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Got a serious dilemma. A guy I know (and I need to state this very clearly that we are NOT friends) called me up an hour ago after 2 years of not seeing each other and said he wants to come over. I agreed, we met under my house and then he said he wants to show me something. We went outside the premises and walked to a car carrier he arrived in (a Crafter if I'm not mistaken) but custom modified with features I've never seen in my life and I use such things frequently. He said it's for sale but has no documents. Then says he stole it last night because the keys were inside. The vehicle had a website address on it which I quickly wrote down on my phone in facebook messenger, pretending to be responding to a friends message. Now the problem is this - if we did not know each other, I would turn him in in a heartbeat and get in touch with the company from that website. But if I turn him in he is going to assume it was me. He does seem to trust me guessing by some of the information he gave me about his activities but he's not stupid. And I'm going to be in a world of shit if he decides to get his revenge. That carrier is probably worth 30-50k Euro so it must have been insured. What do I do?

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That would have been too much of a coincidence. After some time in Google I think this vehicle is a one off. Found an advert for one in exactly the same colour from the same country. I want to do the right thing here but don't want to get myself into trouble...

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I guess the thing is he might not even have it any more if he's trying to offload it? If he came to you, someone who isn't really a friend who he hasn't been in touch with for a long time, it seems he's just trying to find anyone to take it off his hands. Maybe he didn't realise how unique it was perhaps.

Going back to the hereditary diseases thing I mentioned before, just found out courtesy of a phone call with a family member that my brother, sister and I should all have had a test done about 6 months ago to check for Parkinsons as it seems we're all genetically predisposed to it (courtesy of having another family member who has it, and developed symptoms at a relatively early age). I'm not particularly bothered as I wouldn't really want the test anyway in that if it turns out I'm likely to have it, it's essentially just a case of being told that in 20 or so years things are going to get really shit. If I'm powerless to do anything about it I'd rather just not know and go on as normal really. I'm sure I could shake it off anyway.

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I'm definitely going to need to keep hold of my steadicam too.

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Hmmmm the police are often actually quite open to a bit of lying, and would likely be up for telling him a bit of a story, like it was spotted driving to your house on some CCTV that they were reviewing in relation to another investigation? If you know where he is storing it, just report that. Any passer by could have reported seeing it if they recognised it.

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Going back to the hereditary diseases thing I mentioned before, just found out courtesy of a phone call with a family member that my brother, sister and I should all have had a test done about 6 months ago to check for Parkinsons as it seems we're all genetically predisposed to it (courtesy of having another family member who has it, and developed symptoms at a relatively early age). I'm not particularly bothered as I wouldn't really want the test anyway in that if it turns out I'm likely to have it, it's essentially just a case of being told that in 20 or so years things are going to get really shit. If I'm powerless to do anything about it I'd rather just not know and go on as normal really. I'm sure I could shake it off anyway.

Just over a year ago I had a load of stress-related headaches and stuff - well at least that's what various doctors concluded, and it seems to come back whenever I over-work myself or have a lot on my mind.

Anyway, back then I had a brain and neck MRI. I'd just arrived in Australia and had really bad pains on the flights, and was scared I had a brain aneurysm or something. As I was fed into the machine for my 45 minute stint, I found myself incredibly calm and accepting. I just thought, you know what, if they tell me bad news, then I'll be happy for the last year of my life, and happy for whatever I had left. Puts things in perspective a bit. I think generally people push death way way back out of reach in their heads, and as such anything to do with death - be it bad diagnoses or a friend dying or whatever - hits like a big shock. I don't thing three days can go by in a row without me thinking to myself, hey, one day I'm actually going to be dead. I think about it, then I shake it off and carry on with my day. But since that MRI and losing a friend (who was also an ex-girlfriend) to cancer last year, I'm more accepting than ever.

Some guy phoned me up, telesales, after I opened a new bank account, trying to sell me mortgages and pensions and asking about my retirement plans. Why do we take it for given that we'll make it anyway? And, further, why do we make so many important plans and decisions based on this? Sure if you're comfortable in a career job or have a successful business, stack money away and buy a house. But I realised that in the absence of enough money to be truly fulfilled now AND plan for ages 60+, I had to choose now.

And that MRI was the litmus test. I lay there thinking, hey, if I have 3 months left, I wouldn't have done much different, and I was 100% genuinely ok about it.

They dragged me out, I was actually disappointed because I'd enjoyed it in there, and said that their look over the results showed nothing obvious, and the doctor the next day said everything looked fine. But I didn't forget: there could always be a next time. And we have to remember - if tomorrow we were told that we had a week or a few months to go, would we be happy about what we're doing now? Or would we suddenly dive into some big bucket list of things to do before we die - things which, if left to decay into being an OAP, we'd probably never do anyway.

Food for thought.

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