How's life treating ya?

I am up for that, sounds like fun

Same!

I'm up as well. You can make a passworded game so that only certain people can get in.

In for that!!

I usually don't post personal stuff anywhere, but today I would like to say thank you to the (at least) three police departments involved in shutting down a school threat quickly.  They managed to trace an "untraceable post" in just a few short hours and arrest the poster.  Since my kids attend one of the schools where a shooting was threatened, this is deeply personal.  To the kid who did it:  I understand your life may be hard, but I hope you spend a very long time behind bars where you can't hurt my kids.

And to the people who built that anonymous website where you believed posts couldn't be traced:  F*** you.

punk noob kid never heard of a proxy

but seriously, what the hell happened to kids to make this a thing? when i grew up, kids shot each other in school all the time, but it was never just... random people!

glad your kids are ok!

I just nearly edited my last post to take out the line with the naughty word because I've finally calmed down.  Plus I've learned that it was the people that own that site, or more correctly an app, who alerted police and helped trace the post.  But really, anonymity breeds all kinds of bad behavior when people think they can't be held accountable.  I've spent today learning more about that app than I ever wanted to know, including that some people use it to be horrendous bullies to kids, because they think they can never be traced.  There is more than enough blame to go around here, from the people who set up this kind of site, to those who abuse the site and, especially, the one who posted and scared the daylights out of an entire community.  I am so glad the kid didn't act on his threat.

Thank you for the post Anto, it's awful that kids ever have to be afraid to go to school.  I'm glad my kids are ok too!

college and work is busy, so college and work and a social life is like a super effort. Here's tomorrow's time line.
Wake up at 6(2hrs from this post, and im currently drunk), go to college for 9, exam at 11, finish that as soon as possible cause im in for work at 1 (takes an hour of travel) finish work at 9 and gotta race back out to town for a college halloween ball, then staying out in town, back in work the next day (thankfuck no college on fridays) for 1 o clock, til 9 again, then a wedding the next morning

well, I asked for this

drunk the night before an exam? Wait till after at least man

Life has been crazy this week. Way too many shifts in a short time, all but one dealing with psych patients...and I think it's all getting to me.

A couple weeks ago I had to go in and give my statement to the police and say yes to charges against my dad for sexually abusing me when I was a kid. It's something that I have told maybe 5 people in my life up until the end of August. After what happened then, life got pretty fucked up for me.

I had thought it was getting better. Talked to a councilor, life was returning to normal. Ten days ago he was supposed to have had his first court appearance for the charges against my daughter....my brother said he wasn't going to fight the charges....but I have no clue if he plead guilty and I'm scared as hell to ask and find out we'll be going to court.

I haven't slept well since then. The past three nights have been filled with nightmares about him coming back. He came after me in one, kidnapped diz in another, molested a poor waitress in front of me in the last one. And I know it's my mind making this shit up. The man, while a pedophile and waste of skin, is a coward. He can't stand confrontation, he hides what he does, I know damn well if there was ever a physical altercation between us, he wouldn't be walking away from it....so why the nightmares?

I just want my normally fucked up life back, where I don't pray daily that he'll just die so my family won't have to deal with this shit anymore.

Sorry this is such a sad post, I just need it out of my head.

I dont know what to say Bella, but I wanted to send my support, you and your family will in my thoughts.
I hope everything ends up well for you, and that you and your family can be allowed to have normal lives. Nobody deserves this crazy shit, particularly someone as nice as you.

All I can do is send you my love, Im sorry you had to go through all that shit.

Oh wow. Bellz. I'm sorry to hear you and your family have to go through all this. *sends some virtual squish hugs your way.* :/

Damn Bella your damn family can't catch a break!!
You need to move far, far away, and have a holiday or something. Ugh! That's horrible. Sending love your way.

I attended a vegetarian, or vegan wedding on Saturday. It was not ok... A man needs meat. It wasn't even just "no meat" cause I would of liked a salad or pasta or like a veggie lasange or something but it was all super weird shit I just felt uncomfortable force feeding myself

went into work the next morning and put every single meat topping on a pizza and it was so so good.

Aidan wrote:

I attended a vegetarian, or vegan wedding on Saturday. It was not ok... A man needs meat. It wasn't even just "no meat" cause I would of liked a salad or pasta or like a veggie lasange or something but it was all super weird shit I just felt uncomfortable force feeding myself

went into work the next morning and put every single meat topping on a pizza and it was so so good.

Sounds too much..I would have smuggled in some cheeseburgers like a drug mule and taped a couple of ribs to my stomach.

Fordo, you would have been the hottest bitch in that place. I'd be on the Cheeseburger Smuggler like white on (super meaty) rice.

Lol, now I am imagining a group of wedding guests huddled in a corner, shoving burgers in their mouths like fiends. Hehe.

I'd be the one with the trench coat going 'psst, what you want?' With strips of bacon and sausages hanging inside...hahaha

They at least had to have alcohol? Some kind of trade off for that horror? O.o

There was alcohol, but drinking on a basically empty stomach was not good so I had pints of water throughout the night.

awww I love drinking on an empty stomach! It goes straight to the head for a delightful buzz!

Blegh. So this last year or so has been really crummy to say the least, but this last month in particular is gray and fucking depressing. I've told a few people a few odd details about what's going on, but think it might be good for my mental health to just rant about shit.

So I was raised by my mom, and then two and a half years ago I decided to change things up and move in with my dad. Things were going real smoothly for the first year and a half or so, but the last year of that got real crap. Something just seemed to have switched in maybe my head, or maybe my parents, but we stopped getting along at all. Every week we would get into a fight about something, and it went on for about a year. Then when my dad was out of town, and it was just me and my step mom, my step mom decided to kick me out of the house. This was right before I was going to leave on a vacation, so for a week, from the day I got kicked out, to the day my flight left, I was going from house to house mooching off of my friends. My vacation was pretty chill and I temporarily moved in with my mom after I finished visiting everywhere I was going to visit. Things cooled down, I spoke to my step mom and dad, and then I moved back in with them and things went smoothly for about a month.

Then out of fucking nowhere my step mom causes a massive fight. Me, my dad, and her were all furious and saying some really disrespectful shit. I didn't care, I don't give two flying fucks about the words. The moment I say the word cunt though my dad loses his shit, and for the first time in my life I got to know the pleasure of having one of your parents attack you, so I bolted out of the door and snuck over to a neighbors house who I knew I could trust and waited there for about an hour while I tried to calm down and cool my head.

Not going to bother with the details about what happened next, but what basically happened is I got into contact with my dad over the phone the next morning and he told me that he booked a flight to my moms city that was leaving in 24 hours. I had just a day to say my goodbyes and pack as much as I could then move. I was the goddamn pillar of my community, knew everyone everywhere, and not only was I leaving all that behind, but I only had 24 hours to try to explain to people why I was leaving. I only had 10 minutes to go home and pack my things, so I ended up leaving a LOT of stuff behind. All I ended up grabbing was a few momento's and my clothes. My CD collection, my bookshelf, my instruments, my games, had to leave all of it behind. And they didn't provide me with any of that shit. I bought all of that shit, they can't use the excuse that they paid for it so it's theirs. But they're not going to mail it out. I have to wait until goddamn december until I can go there myself and package it up and ship it out.

Now I'm living in a little city called Charlottetown, Prince Edward Island. It isn't quite the middle of nowhere, it's big enough to be interesting, but everyone here is so antisocial. They have a goddamn small town mentality, always spreading rumors and shit, and if you're from somewhere else or don't fit in (I happen to be from somewhere else, and pretty goddamn weird so definitely don't "fit in") most people won't talk to you. Me, being the social butterfly I am, still made some pretty cool friends, but it's a shitty experience being in an environment where nine out of ten people that know who you are just don't give a shit about you. And I have none of the shit that I can use to escape the world when I just don't give a shit. Such as my instruments, whenever I was in a depressed mood I just wrote music. Don't got no instruments, even though I worked my ass off and spent a shit ton of money on them. Want to just read and relax? Guess who doesn't own a single book..

Now I don't want to come off as an entitled prat. I can go without luxuries, but when I fucking worked and earned my own shit, and was willing to pay the price of shipping, I would hope my own fucking father could take an hour out of his week to drop my crap off at the post office.

The schools in this province are shit too. I ended up dropping out of school and looking for work, but there's no work in this shithole of a province, so I just went back into school and dropped my academics. (Still taking math though, because math is fucking awesome, even if haters gunna hate)

It's real shitty, seeing that your really dad doesn't give a shit about you, and just having your entire world go away.

The worst part of this though is over this last month of me living here in PEI I've become a misanthropic asshole. I just don't enjoy people anymore. At school I just mind my own business and listen to my music. There's a few kickass people I talk to in passing, and I'm a big part of the metal scene already, here in my town, but I don't feel any connection with people. When I'm being social it doesn't bring any satisfaction, it just kills time, which is really weird for me. Even talking to my friends back in my old town over Skype or whatever, I just don't really give a shit about them or their problems anymore. Kinda messed up, really, not seeing anyone the same way.

Not to mention that there's not a single fucking person to boot for you or a goddamn place to get weed.

I literally don't give a shit about anything anymore though. I feel detached from reality. I'm going back to British Columbia (Mah home Province) for a few weeks in December though, and will visit a bunch of old friends and other cool people (*Cough* Bellz *Cough*) so I'm hoping that will help me regain some of what my life is clearly lacking.

Real quick... Are you David.c?

EDIT: someone has let me know you are indeed the David.c I was thinking of. thanks!


Now I forget what I was gonna say, but you're a cool guy. Don't let all the stupid shit get you down, I'm sure there's some real awesome stuff around you. Like random skype video calls, and alcohol (when you're old enough )