Another ranty-whiny post
Disclaimer: I am not completly sound of mind. I may have clouded judgement, but godsdamnit, I will speak my mind. If you don't want to read it, fine. Don't look. If you continue and don't like it, fuck off. Sorry to say it. < rant > Okay. I am really fucking pissed. I hate groundation. I hate it when people care too much about their children, preventing them from seeing their loved ones. I hate over protective parents who believe I am the "corruptor", "bringer of Apocolypse" and all those other negative connotations. I really fucking hate people like that. If I were Pantherchan, I'd press charges for involuntary incarceration (being held hostage basically under her mother's roof) and move in with
chaoswolf. That's perhaps just my opinion, but seriously. I don't think that
mdlbear or
flower_cat would have a problem if Pantherchan crashed here until she got her life in order. They both like her. My sister likes her. I love her, and I would seriously lay my life on the line for her if I had to. I miss my panther, and 6 months of this torture....it's inhuman. It's unbearable. Considering the fact that Pantherchan's over 18, she has the legal right to make her own fucking decisions! What about this part do people not fucking understand? Just because someone is your daughter does not mean they have to be of your fucking religion or sexuality! A plauge on you evil bigotory shitheads who believe this...< /rant >
< whine > I miss her. I really do. I sit at my computer every night with homework, asking stupid questions like "will your mother lighten up at all?" and trying to help lighten the torture. I have nightmares about not being able to see her again. I have nightmares about her moving away because her mother is a person who doesn't believe that sexuality is important, and doesn't believe that bisexual is a perfectly acceptable way of life. I have issues with this. I seriously have issues with this. I don't handle this type of thing well. It's like a Long Distance Relationship with the exception I get to see her at school. I've learned from experience with
asahoshi and
emp42ress that it doesn't work without some form of physical contact, and that a friendly voice on the phone isn't enough. Major difference between the past and the present: Pantherchan's local and the other two were from Washington (state of, not DC.) I never got to see them. I never got to hang out with them. Except at cons or during the times I flew up there. Case & point: I don't handle seperation very well. I really hate how life has turned out the last week, and I really hate how much it hurts me. I really hate how much my dependence on people tears me apart, and I really hate myself for having these weaknesses. I need to learn to get over it. I need to learn that I need to get a job. I need to learn. < /whine >
< rant > I hate being broke. I really do. I don't think that I will be attending school next year...going to try taking a year off and seeing if I can get a job, and my driver's license. Would do the latter this year, but my academics are getting in the way. The job thing...I'll see what I can do. Probably not much, but the holidays are coming up. I could see if I can get a job @ one of the local bookstores in Satan (Santana) Row and see what happens. I hate the fact I don't have a fucking car. I hate the fact I don't know how to drive even if I had one. I hate the fact that the DMV doesn't offer the actual written test online, only the samples. I don't mind the fact that the DMV actual behind the wheel test is an in person thing, but seriously! WTF? Nevermind, don't answer that. I know what my fucking problems are, damnit. I'm trying to take care of them. < /rant >
< whine > If life exists, why do we? If we exist, why do problems exist? If things are meant to be, are there ways of knowing? The answer to these questions: we exist because we are meant to overcome the problems that allow us to know if things are meant to be. This is a lesson I am learning the hard way, and godsdamnit, I wish I'd paid better attention when I was younger. I know it seems like a stupid thing for me to be saying now, but humans do make mistakes. I have made so many I lost track. I have made too many mistakes to call myself a saint. I know damned well that I'm being bitchy & whiny for no apparent set of reasons...fuck it all. Just....fuck it all. There are ways around this. I can't...I won't give up now. Pantherchan will be un-grounded, damnit...< /whine >
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< whine > I miss her. I really do. I sit at my computer every night with homework, asking stupid questions like "will your mother lighten up at all?" and trying to help lighten the torture. I have nightmares about not being able to see her again. I have nightmares about her moving away because her mother is a person who doesn't believe that sexuality is important, and doesn't believe that bisexual is a perfectly acceptable way of life. I have issues with this. I seriously have issues with this. I don't handle this type of thing well. It's like a Long Distance Relationship with the exception I get to see her at school. I've learned from experience with
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< rant > I hate being broke. I really do. I don't think that I will be attending school next year...going to try taking a year off and seeing if I can get a job, and my driver's license. Would do the latter this year, but my academics are getting in the way. The job thing...I'll see what I can do. Probably not much, but the holidays are coming up. I could see if I can get a job @ one of the local bookstores in Satan (Santana) Row and see what happens. I hate the fact I don't have a fucking car. I hate the fact I don't know how to drive even if I had one. I hate the fact that the DMV doesn't offer the actual written test online, only the samples. I don't mind the fact that the DMV actual behind the wheel test is an in person thing, but seriously! WTF? Nevermind, don't answer that. I know what my fucking problems are, damnit. I'm trying to take care of them. < /rant >
< whine > If life exists, why do we? If we exist, why do problems exist? If things are meant to be, are there ways of knowing? The answer to these questions: we exist because we are meant to overcome the problems that allow us to know if things are meant to be. This is a lesson I am learning the hard way, and godsdamnit, I wish I'd paid better attention when I was younger. I know it seems like a stupid thing for me to be saying now, but humans do make mistakes. I have made so many I lost track. I have made too many mistakes to call myself a saint. I know damned well that I'm being bitchy & whiny for no apparent set of reasons...fuck it all. Just....fuck it all. There are ways around this. I can't...I won't give up now. Pantherchan will be un-grounded, damnit...< /whine >
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The only solice I can offer is that time will cure the grief given by parents. That doesn't help right now...I know it. But it's the best I can offer by way of help.
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Summer/part-time jobs are different. Tell you what -- if you get a transfer into a 4-year school for next year, we'll buy you a car. Also remember that if you're not in school we can't keep you on our health insurance.
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Life's a bitch and if I find her, I'll kill her...
*smiles*
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She could attempt to go to court and become emancipated from her parents; however, you should double-check the law on 'illegal detainment' and make sure that it really is possible before suggesting it. (Note that if she's over 18, she rationally could press felony charges against her parents. If she's not, then what the hell are you doing having sex with her anyway?)
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Six months with contact on a regular basis would have been heaven for me compared to what I've had to endure to see my Fate. Remember, he lives in SoCal and I've been lucky to see him once a month. I don't do well with LD relationships, and I don't always do well with monogamous relationships. I don't consider myself a very strong person when it comes to either, I usually give up. However, my love for this man has made me stick by it for the last nine and a half months. Because of that I have two more weeks until he moves in with me and we no longer have to be apart for months at a time.
*hugs* I know you just wanted to rant, but I hope the fact that my sitch is finally turning out for the better helped boost your morale some. Six months isn't really all that long, and if you can stick together without being able to see her whenever you want then your relationship will be the stronger for it. Hell, six months has always seemed to be the breaking point for me... that was usually when I knew whether or not it was going to last. Good luck hun. You can always email me if you need someone to talk to, I'm almost always available. Of course, until I get the new power supply for my comp emailing is the main way I hear about anything... but at least I have a cell now and can call you back within a reasonable amount of time.
Job/car stuff
... despite this current run of temp work, I'm still technically out of a job. So if you wanted to carpool to Santana Row and hit the shops for job applications, I'd be up for helping with that.
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Don't worry, things have a habit of working out in the end.
*hugs* And, as always, you can talk to me any time I'm home by way of web or phone :)