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Miscellaneous Rants Part V

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Yeah he knew, we only had one computer untill i brought my own.
Mums spewing, he deleated her bejewelled and alchemy deluxxe games that i brought for her for christmas last year. So he can spenmd 40$ getting them back too
My mood has settletd but still i feel like apart of me is missing, i know how nerd that must sound.
-funk-
 
My mother pissed me off this morning, in a huge way. I've been in an awful mood the whole day because of it.
She called me (okay, it was 9:45am, but it's the weekend so we're allowed to sleep in) and yelled at me to bring the digital camera (which belongs to Dad) over right away because she needed it to take with her to the races. She lives approximately 4 minutes drive from my house. I asked her if she could please pick it up on her WAY to the races because I was still in bed and Michael was asleep (I don't drive, he does). She said that absolutely no way, not a chance, she could NOT pick it up on her way to the races. So I sighed and hung up on her and woke Michael up. We sleepily got dressed.
Two minutes after the first phone call, she rings again - "Are you coming?!" I tell her we're getting dressed and we'll be leaving in a second. Then I tell her that I don't know how charged the battery in the camera is, and she cracks the shits. I tell her that if she'd told me last night that she needed it, I could have charged the battery for her. She tells me she didn't know I had it. I tell her Dad knew I had it. She kicks and screams and cries like a 12 year old. I hang up.
We get in the car. She rings AGAIN. "Are you HERE YET?!" I tell her I'm sorry the process of driving to her house isn't instantaneous. She whinges. I hang up.
We get to her house. I give her the camera, the battery and the battery charger and she storms around like I've just told her I'm becoming a lesbian pagan and amputating my face and then leaves, whilst yelling at me. I go and sit in the car so I don't say anything she'll hate me for, because it's my birthday tomorrow and she always manages to make my birthdays shitty.
It was GREAT! YAY MUM!
She doesn't even know how to USE the digital camera. oooh. My blood boiled.
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hmm. i too hate cityrail (management)..the complaints could go on forever, trains that are late, trains that make you late because they stop somewhere to rest etc but what i really hated were the series of ads running with the slogan 'keep on training sydney' wtf is up with that shite? 'keep on training sydney' like we have a fucken choice.. im over it only 'cause the other option is drive a car and be damned if im gonna pay toll to sit in that car park 'they' call the m4..the joys of commuting *shesh*
and finally overpaid ceo's who fuck up. "geez mate you fucked up big time, you must feel like shit..here's a few million- that should cheer you up"
 
i thought i could handle it but i cant. life has finally got the better of me and im sick of trying to be happy and deal with it. im going to head overseas to escape you all. RobertRollie...im sorry for how i have behaved lately. you deserve better than that and i love you dearly. i hope you can forgive me in time. to those of you who helped put me here...i hope you are happy. and to those who have supported me i value what you have done for me and i wish you all the best.
 
I really FUCKING hate having a group of Asian guys in Chinatown punch me in the fucking face (and make me nearly bite my top lip off in the process) cause I apprently stole their car parking spot! :(
Though, on a lighter note I am thankful I didn't get stabbed or shot...
...nuff said
 
+=== TRAMS IN MELBOURNE ===+
Ok, so, as like any other morning I hop on the 72 tram up burke rd, 4 stops from Camberwell train station. As I go to get off, a group of thug-inspectors get on and demand I show them a ticket. The CUNTS fined me for not having a ticket at the time, even though it was BLATANTLY obvious two seconds later I would have purchased one from the train station.
I'm going to contest this motherfucker, it's damn right STUPID that I would have to purchase ONE ticket on the tram, then another (DAILY) at the train station, considering that (1) you can't buy dailys on a tram and (2) trams don't take notes.
There has been a precedent set in a case earlier this year, so FUCK THat SHIT! I had every intention of getting a daily, they can kiss my ASS.
 
You can buy daily's now on trams....although maybe you were on one of those shitty old trams that move at 4k's an hr and they're never done up either.
 
well i FUCKING hate racists and i FUCKING hate arseholes with no compassion and i FUCKING FUCKING FUCKING hate capitalism, bush, howard, shell and exxon and all the rest of the FUCKING greedy bastards.
smile. therapy session over. :D
 
I just got back from the hospital where I had dozens of tests – worst of freaking all was the blood test. That’s right the blood test.
After spending 25 mins waiting for the stupid bitches to stop nagging and realise there’s 10 people waiting I had to wait another 20 minutes while they fucked around doing god knows what before seeing the first person who they promptly sent away since he didn’t have his form. Ok so I was next, but the freaking cows disappeared again and another ten minutes was spent wondering what the fuck they were doing.
And when I finally get in there the bitch misses my vein 3 times. Now I can’t understand how this can happen, these people do this all bloody day you’d think they knew how to find a vein. My arm looks like I got in the way of a softball and the only reason I didn’t deck that woman is because I fainted. I still can’t believe it… Surely it’s pretty simple, if you can’t find a vein don’t just cross your fingers and stick the needle in the arm – it doesn’t work.
I loathe incompetence.
I hate doctors, I hate nurses, I hate hospitals and I hate the fact that I’ve had over three months of tests and they still don’t know what’s wrong.
Not to mention that I see my specialist every two weeks now. Every two weeks I go too his office, sit and listen to him tell me the results of my latest test and suggest some new experiment to see if we get it right this time, at 150 bucks a visit this guy’s laughing all the way to the bank. Hell they should pay me for being a guinea pig.
This is it tho, if the tests are inconclusive this time I’m saying fuck it and forgetting about it. I don’t have the time, money or emotional energy to stay on this merry-go-round.
 
I dont have a huge problem with injecting drug users, if they wanna do that responsibly they they can.. but what SHITS me is when I leave for work in the morning, and walk across the road to find a USED SYRINGE lying in the gutter *scowls*. I've seen a lot of people wondering why injecting drugs is so stigmatised... its coz theres a portion of this type of drug user who I consider to be filthy inconsiderate drug addicts out there. I mean really, this person is going somewhere, injecting up then dropping their used needle on the ground/beach/road and leaving.. waiting for an innocent child to walk along the beach in barefeet and stand on it. No one should be faced with that threat.
There is no pained excuse that anyone could give me about people like that to make me think that they have any reason to be allowed out on our streets.
[ 11 November 2002: Message edited by: stacyrox ]
 
People who friggin linger in front of the ATM once their transaction is complete and scrutinise their receipt when there's a queue of impatient people behind them...
 
^^^^------ When there are 2 ATM's - both are surprisingly in working order, you are the only one there, and some dumb phucker queue's up behind you... leaving the other one free/empty!
GO FIGURE?
 
I hate it when you're driving and the dickhead in front of you slows down to 1kph to make a turn when they could have easily gone round it at a much higher speed and not made the string of cars behind them grind to a halt.
 
Originally posted by Donny Don't:
People who friggin linger in front of the ATM once their transaction is complete and scrutinise their receipt when there's a queue of impatient people behind them...
Oh yeah!! grrrrrrr
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When you're really happy but those around you can't handle it, and so they try to bring you down and make you feel like shit...
 
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