The Ranting Thread!, put up your rant today! Options

[voices_in_my_hea...]

What do people like more than complaining? nothing, of course! So, here at last, is the ranting thread! Just post a nice, long rant and you'll feel better, I promise!
The one rule of the ranting thread is this: you etheir comfert someone once they've made their rant, or you ignore it.
Since I have alot to rant about, (or maybe just beacause I'm, really, really obnoxious) I'll start.

I've been sick for 4 days, It's spread around to everyone in the family, and even my sister's friend, and we don't even know what it is! I have TONS of school work to catch up on, can't go out of the house, AND the worst part of it all is that it's my mom's birthday! Also, my mom runs this sort of at-home daycare thing, and she had to work today, and the little kid she's taking care of found out how to open the doors, and woke all of the sick family members up.


see? I feel A little better now, so don't wait, and put up your rant today!

[I_am_the_best]

Ooo! I didn't see this thread. What a great idea. I have a LOT to rant about and so I just shorten it into three words. I hate Mrs Andrews. Oops that was four.

Aww, poor you! I hope you're feeling better now! Hmph, I lot my voice yesterday and now it's come back it sounds like it's breaking...

[voices_in_my_hea...]

How'd you lose your voice?
I'm feeling a bit better, since the little kids wern't here today.


Other than still being sick, I don't have much to rant about.....

[mooooooooooopo]

I'm banning myself from this thead for my own safety and the safety of a small minority who shall remain nameless.

[Forever Unknown]

My teeth bloody hurt all the arsing time at the moment. I have to cope with it until Thursday (emergency appointment my bum!) and it feels like my brain's leaking out my ears. I'm on so many painkillers that I can't think straight, I'm constantly exhausted and can't do my job properly. Because I'm on so many painkillers, I can't get my tattoo done tomorrow.

And then, in order for it's fixage on Thursday, I have to face my biggest ever phobia (ze dentist, with 'iz drills and needles). Terrified? Just a little.

On the bright side, at least it's a kick up the bottom to finally go see a dentist, which I've needed to for years.

Ooh. I really do feel better for that. Thankies for a very useful thread! I hope you're feeling a little more healthy and human.

[Snugglebum the D...]

Not really a rant - more of a winge.

The boy's ill, the other half is ill and now I've caught the chuffing bug as well.

Difference is, where they can sleep it off/live on drugs and generally get over it - I still have to run the motherarsing house, cook, clean, wash, iron and work. I'm fecking shattered and my tummy hurts and it's really rather pathetic to want your Mum to look after you at the age of 25.

Now, I'm going to crawl into bed, cuddle my pillow and feel sorry for myself.

[voices_in_my_hea...]

see? doesn't that feel better?
And I hope you feel better soon!

[Quoth(The Raven)]

Normally, I'm healthy as a horse, but lately, I've had two Migraines, and a lower backache that lasted a week. The back is better now, but I've picked up some kind of flu-like bug... erg! I'll be crawling back under the covers, soon...

[I_am_the_best]

Aww, everyone is ill (almost). *Hugs everyone* I do hope that you all get better or stop having toothache or stuff like that. Meh, and then I went and got my self a nice dosage of flu and so now I have to miss my piano competition and it means that I can't go to Camden today. Oh and I still told my parents about my *sigh* three damned detentions and oh ho, as much as life loves me it seems to be bullying me right now.

Man, that felt good. You are a genius Voices.

[mooooooooooopo]

Grah! Easyjet must die.

They caused me an entire week lying in bed going owowow thanks to a throat infection. Learn to filter your recirculated air you bastages! Then headache badness the next weekend and now some weird painful thing that makes it hurt to breathe in deeply.

owowowowowowowowowowow

Health seems to hate me these last few weeks.

Oh, while I'm at it Heart of Midlothian football club and all other major sports teams must be stopped too. It took me 20 minutes to cross the road last week thanks to the outflow of idiots (according to the impression of football supporters the media gives this is mostly justifiable) from their stadium (which is 0.8 miles from my flat) who'd just finished cheering or booing for another 22 idiots who had mastered the godlike level of skill required to kick around a fake inflated pigs bladder.

Any football fans offended by this post, sorry but professional sports is a bad bad thing in my opinion:
1) Think how much less hatred and violence there would be if people didn't hate other people purely for their support of a certain sports team. We have enough international conflict as it is without this conflict within our own nation, even worse that hatred is based on something completely irrational.
2) Professional sports people earn huge amounts of money yet give back nothing to society while enforcing the horrible celebrity culture that we seem to have at the moment.
3) Lots of kids aspire to be professional sports people, reducing the future number of candidates for useful jobs which are beneficial to society and the human race.
4) If people enjoy sports they should get out and play, not sit on a couch or in a stadium eating junk food and getting fat.
5) It forces innocent people like me (this was while I had a throat infection, causing difficulty breathing when cold among other things) to have to stand in the cold for 20 minutes just to cross a bloody road.

[voices_in_my_hea...]

what happened to banning yourself from the thread?

My mom's pretty much recovered from the cold, but everyone else is still sick. I've already missed 4 days of school from it, and all of the make-up work is just makeing a pile on my desk! We cleaned the house yesterday, and my sister, being the genius that she is, used bleach on EVERYTHING. My eyes are watering like crazy....

[elphaba2]

Everyone feel free to skip over this post. I really ought to get myself a blog, but Polocrunch did say Matazone is my blog.

I have enormous problems with my drama teacher. She runs all the plays at my school, and apparently there was this schism when my mother (who was very good friends with the former drama teacher and did all the costumes for the plays) commenced to costume for this new teacher. They didn't exactly get along, see. So I, who has always loved acting, join up for her class two years after she started at my school. From the very first day she's been glaring at me in class, and that was magnified by my missing a rehearsal for the play (that she, incidentally, refused to cast me in, despite what I can say without *much* arrogance was a damn good audition) that I volunteered to help out with sorting costumes. They had to clear the building because of a fight and this arsebucket security guard wouldn't let me back in.

The next day in class, she spoke to me in a voice somewhat like that of Satan. For a full six minutes (I kept glancing at the clock) she dressed me down as the rest of the class looked on in a confusion. One of the things she said was, "There is no possible way I can cast you now, knowing this."

So, another audition comes around. I audition anyway, on the council of everyone I know. Didn't get cast. A friend who stage manages with her and watches the auditions mentioned I got put in the "absolutely not" pile. Ow.

Then I fell down a flight of stairs and missed the midterm. Someone I shouldn't have trusted told me they would reschedule it with her for me, but didn't. She bites my head off again. In front of the class, again. Louder this time, though.

Try out again, for the play with the largest cast. All of my friends get cast. I don't. She tells everyone to sign up for a benefit to fund the casts of the past two plays' trip to Disney World. I offer to usher, not because I want to help, but because they get to dress up as Disney characters and I have made a lovely Tinkerbell outfit. It took me about a week, but it is lovely. I tell her in class what I plan to be and get the ice smile. "That sounds great. We'll see you there."

A week later (today) it is benefit time. I show up, and find there to be another Tinkerbell. She stares at me. Apparently, two days ago, the drama teacher told her they *needed* a Tinkerbell, and would she please be it?

I am told to tell the children coming to the benefit that I am Tinkerbell's cousin.

It's a slap in the face, and I can't believe this. Reading over it, I sound like a no-talent obnoxious girl who can't take a hint, and for that I apologize.


You may resume your normal foruming now.

[I_am_the_best]

Ayi, poor you. That teacher sounds like a right meanie. Maybe you could get her fired if you get your parents to talk to the head. There is nothing sweeter than revenge...

[elphaba2]

*Revels in the sweet sweet pity*

[little_bear]

*other stuff removed*

...another 22 idiots who had mastered the godlike level of skill required to kick around a fake inflated pigs bladder.

Actually, it does take extreme levels of skill. To be able to kick a stationary ball perfectly and guide it into the top corner of a rectangular area (whilst at the same time other people are doing there very best to stop you) takes skill. And the balls aren't actually made from pigs bladders anymore...

[mooooooooooopo]

Actually, it does take extreme levels of skill.  To be able to kick a stationary ball perfectly and guide it into the top corner of a rectangular area (whilst at the same time other people are doing there very best to stop you) takes skill.  And the balls aren't actually made from pigs bladders anymore...

Yep, so it takes skill. It also inspires needless hatred, violence and riots; causes people to aspire to a career which does society no good; reinforces the damaging celebrity culture in which people try to imitate the usually excessive and harmful life style of the football players they practically worship; makes people who just sit around and watch it on TV fat and in addition to that makes my 300m trip to the supermarket into a nightmare.

[snip]who had mastered the godlike level of skill required to kick around a fake inflated pigs bladder.[/snip]

Hence the use of the word fake, highlighted for your benefit in the above quote of my previous post and now highlighted in my original post.

I have another rant to add to the list: people who ignore the main point of a post and instead pick holes in the irrelevant parts, usually assuming that this in some way counters the main point made in the post.

[Usurper MrTeapot]

I really have no problem with the game, just the culture.

[mooooooooooopo]

Likewise, playing sports is a good way to stay healthy but when it gets over commercialilised to the same proportion as football has here things start to get ugly and a lot of negative effects spring up.

Watching sports on the other hand strikes me as mind numbingly boring.

[Mata]

Blue packets are salt and vinegar, green are cheese and onion. Anything else is an aberation of nature.

[trunks_girl26]

I'm tired. I'm tired of having plans and then having them be cancelled on me. I'm tired of coming home specificly for plans that get cancelled. I'm tired of planning beforehand how I'm going to look, and what I'm going to say at these plans that get cancelled. I'm tired of not having control over any of it.I'm tired of crying. Oh so tired of crying. I'm tired of not feeling loved, even when I'm told I am. I'm tired of feeling caught in a snare. I'm tired of working for something and still not getting it. I'm tired of feeling worn out emotionally. I'm tired of people telling me one thing one minute and something else the next. I'm tired of being the only one trying to figure it all out. I'm tired of not knowing where I stand. I'm tired of knowing what I want, but never knowing what anyone else wants. I'm tired of not being able to find any solutions. I'm tired of being hurt. I'm tired of loving too much all the time. I'm so very tired.

Thanks for reading (if any of you actually could, lol) and I hope everyone else here feels better/solves their problems.

[PsychWardMike]

I'm sick and tired of being sick and tired.

[Quoth(The Raven)]

amen, Mike, amen...

And, Ange, hang in there, it gets better...

To everyone else, I hope things get better, soon...

[Feyliya]

Elphaba, I'd start writing down a list of your greviances with your Drama teacher. Then I'd give it to your mom and dad and tell them all about it. Then I'd start carrying a tape recorder to her classes. "Accidentally" leave it on. The next time she does something nasty to you, turn the evidence over to the principle and bring your parents with you. Your teacher should NOT be doing stuff like this.

And now for my rant...

WHY is it that the arts attract such @ssholes to them? Like drama teachers. I have YET to meet a drama teacher who isn't a Drama Queen. I swear, they think that just because they're "artists" that they can run around with their noses stuck high in the air and take out every little greviance on others around them. And the same goes for the majority of chorus teachers that I know. The couple that I've met who aren't snobbish Drama Queens are so religious and into religious music that they make me want to scream. Yes, religious music is beautiful. Yes, the majority of the religious-affiliated music the schools recieve and are allowed to perform were composed for the purpose of "praising Jesus and Christianity". DO YOU REALLY HAVE TO PUSH IT?

Every time I meet one of these stuck up, snobby, self-absorbed "artists" I just want to become an accountant instead of a writer. Do things as far from art as it's possible to get because I DON'T want to be associated with them, even by the most tenuous of bonds. Sometimes I HATE the human race...

[little_bear]

I have another rant to add to the list: people who ignore the main point of a post and instead pick holes in the irrelevant parts, usually assuming that this in some way counters the main point made in the post.

Yep, that's me alright. . I just object to the generalising of a demographic purely based upon the actions of a minority. Annnyywayy...

Very well moop. I acquiesce. *extends olive branch of peace to quell any potential hard feeling.*

Okay, now for my rant.

Yesterday, my Eclipse 512k connection went down. Okay, so this was for the first time ever, so I was fine with it. So, I decided to ring up Eclipse tech support and try and see what I could do to get it back on. I was greeted with a delightful recording saying there were no 'advisors' available at the moment to help me, and that I would be put on hold. Now, I'm normally pretty patient, so I waited and waited listening to 'musak' staight out of the school of 'I know a song that's going to get on your nerves'. I waited. And waited some more. And even, for the fun of it, waited a bit more. Finally, I got through, and was met with the most sanctimonious, condecending tech support person I think I have ever met. He didn't seem to want to help me in any way at all, and came across as though he knew f*ck all about the field he was employed in. I've spoken to countless tech support staff, and they've all been extremely genial and helpful. But this guy just had me fuming. Gah! I finished the conversation by (politely*) excusing myself and saying I'd fix the problem myself. Not knowing the first thing about Internet connection protocols and whatnot, I failed miserably, but thankfully my connection came back on three hours later. But bugger me, he was the most horrible man I've ever had the 'fortune' to have a phone conversation with.

*¬_¬

*hugs bb connection*

"Let's never part again, okay? *sniffle*"

[voices_in_my_hea...]

elephaba, I've had teachers like that....well, maybe not that bad, but I hated them all the same. I've never been known for thinking things through before I say (or do) them, but I would still give the teacher a good taste of her own medicene!

Or at least put a thumbtack in her chair....


I'll get back to my random complaining.....I've lost my voice, but It seems to come back whenever it feels like it. I'm STILL sick, and This stupid cold (or whatever it is...) doesn't show any signs of going away. I've lost 5 pounds...but that's not a good thing for me, since I look like a skeleton as it is!