Hannibal. wrote:I'm not allowed to eat anymore because apparently I'm fat and nasty.
Thanks, mom.
Hah.
*hugs*
Maybe she is just having a bad day c:
Hannibal. wrote:I'm not allowed to eat anymore because apparently I'm fat and nasty.
Thanks, mom.
Hah.
Shippeh wrote:What the heck ;n; You send me two trades asking for free stuff, so I do it back to you. You then send me a message yelling at me. I explain I was just 'returning the favor' the you tell me "well anyways, your items and pets were terrible so i'll be sure not to come near your terrible collection againpeace!" Really? ;n; Might as well give up. This puts me down. I thought I had really good pets. The thing is, I keep them locked ;n; Uggg.
will graham. wrote:my dad won't stop yelling.
i haven't eaten more than 1400 calories this entire week.
i hate myself.
ah.
west , wrote:Urgh. *dead*
In less than twenty days I have my proper GCSE exams that go towards my actual final gradeI just can't...
I hate revising and I find it so hard to start. Once I'm into it I can revise heap-loads, but at the moment my mum's on me to get going with my revision and I just want to stay on the internet. I hate school and after my German speaking exam my mind has just blanked. Nothing is going into my brain. In lessons I'm more distracted and although I get my work done to a decent standard I'm just sick of school. Especially art. I've gone off drawing and everything because of my art at school which has just gone so badly. I am a perfectionist, so whenever my art goes wrong - especially painting - I just... urgh.
I wish I could curl up at home for a year and do nothing. I can't wait until I finish school
2freeAlex wrote:I play soccer. It's not competitive, just rec, so there aren't awards and stuff. I've enjoyed it a ton this far, and I played last season too. My coach and my team all tell me I'm one of the best players, even though I only started last fall. So today we were playing a game with one of the cities in our tri city league. It was going really good, and from the start it was fairly obvious that we were going to win. So in the last twenty minutes, things started getting really bad. It started with a girl on the other team. We had just scored a goal, and were getting back into our line up. We were switching goalies, and the ref was waiting for our goalie to get her coin (the different colored jacket that marks the goalie) on. One of the girls from the other team was like "Hello?!?" because she wanted the game to start, so the ref told her to be quiet and get some manners, and he also informed her that he could remove her from the game. She was really snotty and dared him to kick her out. He didn't play along, so we just proceeded as normal. Then, on accident, one of our team members fouled a girl from the other team. The girl on our team that fouled her even helped her up, and both of them were very kind to each other. Then, later, one of our girls did a tackle slide, which is where you kick the ball out from under them. As a result, they usually trip. Of course, it wasn't counted as a foul because the girl on our team didn't touch the other girl, so the coach on the other team started freaking out and yelling at the ref. Like five seconds later, their team did a tackle slide as well, and again, it wasn't called as a foul. So our coach yelled down the field, "Hey, it's going both ways, so relax." The other coach quieted down. Later, when they subbed, their girls swore at us while their coach wasn't watching. The ref didn't hear either, so it was our word against theirs. By then, our team was really upset because they were being such poor sports. Then, during a sub in, their coach yelled at our coach because apparently we weren't subbing, which was a huge lie. I personally got subbed out every other sub in, and the forwards rotated every time. So my dad went over to the coach and got really defensive of our team. The coach was screaming at my dad, so my mom finally got up, packed up our family and took them to wait in the car for the remaining fifteen minutes. The ref called the game because the whole situation was getting so out of control, and as we were walking off the field the coach yelled at us until most of us were really upset. We had won, fair and square, with the final score being 8-0. Obviously, none of us were really up for the mandatory high fives, but the ref insisted we do it, so we went to give them a high five. As we were walking away, their coach grabbed my friends arm and started yelling at her about how she was being so disrespectful to their team, when she hadn't even said a word. She lives with her grandma, so the coach (who acts like her second mom) brought her to the game. The coach's husband went up to the guy who was holding her arm and said "You have no right to talk to her," before leading her away. Then the coach swore at us and just walked off. The ref had to tell everyone to calm down because everyone was so angry at each other. When we got in the car, I was just crying because it was so rude and disrespectful of them. They were just being poor sports, and that's their own dang fault, but because of them, our win was ruined for us, and we don't want to play any teams from their city again because they obviously have no morals.
Can I just have a hug? It just really stressed me out and made me so angry because they treated us so poorly. ;n; Thank guys.
2freeAlex wrote:I play soccer. It's not competitive, just rec, so there aren't awards and stuff. I've enjoyed it a ton this far, and I played last season too. My coach and my team all tell me I'm one of the best players, even though I only started last fall. So today we were playing a game with one of the cities in our tri city league. It was going really good, and from the start it was fairly obvious that we were going to win. So in the last twenty minutes, things started getting really bad. It started with a girl on the other team. We had just scored a goal, and were getting back into our line up. We were switching goalies, and the ref was waiting for our goalie to get her coin (the different colored jacket that marks the goalie) on. One of the girls from the other team was like "Hello?!?" because she wanted the game to start, so the ref told her to be quiet and get some manners, and he also informed her that he could remove her from the game. She was really snotty and dared him to kick her out. He didn't play along, so we just proceeded as normal. Then, on accident, one of our team members fouled a girl from the other team. The girl on our team that fouled her even helped her up, and both of them were very kind to each other. Then, later, one of our girls did a tackle slide, which is where you kick the ball out from under them. As a result, they usually trip. Of course, it wasn't counted as a foul because the girl on our team didn't touch the other girl, so the coach on the other team started freaking out and yelling at the ref. Like five seconds later, their team did a tackle slide as well, and again, it wasn't called as a foul. So our coach yelled down the field, "Hey, it's going both ways, so relax." The other coach quieted down. Later, when they subbed, their girls swore at us while their coach wasn't watching. The ref didn't hear either, so it was our word against theirs. By then, our team was really upset because they were being such poor sports. Then, during a sub in, their coach yelled at our coach because apparently we weren't subbing, which was a huge lie. I personally got subbed out every other sub in, and the forwards rotated every time. So my dad went over to the coach and got really defensive of our team. The coach was screaming at my dad, so my mom finally got up, packed up our family and took them to wait in the car for the remaining fifteen minutes. The ref called the game because the whole situation was getting so out of control, and as we were walking off the field the coach yelled at us until most of us were really upset. We had won, fair and square, with the final score being 8-0. Obviously, none of us were really up for the mandatory high fives, but the ref insisted we do it, so we went to give them a high five. As we were walking away, their coach grabbed my friends arm and started yelling at her about how she was being so disrespectful to their team, when she hadn't even said a word. She lives with her grandma, so the coach (who acts like her second mom) brought her to the game. The coach's husband went up to the guy who was holding her arm and said "You have no right to talk to her," before leading her away. Then the coach swore at us and just walked off. The ref had to tell everyone to calm down because everyone was so angry at each other. When we got in the car, I was just crying because it was so rude and disrespectful of them. They were just being poor sports, and that's their own dang fault, but because of them, our win was ruined for us, and we don't want to play any teams from their city again because they obviously have no morals.
Can I just have a hug? It just really stressed me out and made me so angry because they treated us so poorly. ;n; Thank guys.
Naoimh wrote:I'm not a great comforter, but I'm going to send you all gifts to let you know I read your posts and that I care. Check your trades, anyone who posted recently. ♥
I'm trying to make people feel better because the truth is, I feel pretty vulnerable myself tonight. I need routine and I hate the unpredictability of my job- they can call me to work at any time, usually with less than half a day's notice. I feel powerless. I feel like I lack direction and like I'll never get out of the rut I'm in. I can't just "go out and meet people" because my AS and social anxiety makes it impossible for me to even make eye contact with the cashier at the shop checkouts most days. I don't quite feel alone in that nobody understands, but I feel alone in that I can't tell anyone about it because they'll all think I'm just being melodramatic. I need my fictional characters to comfort me on a night like tonight and I want to just curl up under a blanket and read X-Men comics 'til 3am but I think they're going to call me into work tomorrow so I have to get proper sleep. They might not even call me. I hate not knowing. It really puts me on edge like nothing else can.
Naoimh wrote:I'm not a great comforter, but I'm going to send you all gifts to let you know I read your posts and that I care. Check your trades, anyone who posted recently. ♥
I'm trying to make people feel better because the truth is, I feel pretty vulnerable myself tonight. I need routine and I hate the unpredictability of my job- they can call me to work at any time, usually with less than half a day's notice. I feel powerless. I feel like I lack direction and like I'll never get out of the rut I'm in. I can't just "go out and meet people" because my AS and social anxiety makes it impossible for me to even make eye contact with the cashier at the shop checkouts most days. I don't quite feel alone in that nobody understands, but I feel alone in that I can't tell anyone about it because they'll all think I'm just being melodramatic. I need my fictional characters to comfort me on a night like tonight and I want to just curl up under a blanket and read X-Men comics 'til 3am but I think they're going to call me into work tomorrow so I have to get proper sleep. They might not even call me. I hate not knowing. It really puts me on edge like nothing else can.
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