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About to have my first ever job interview lol. It's not for anything major but I hope they don't ask me something crazy.

Megaten said: ↑

About to have my first ever job interview lol. It's not for anything major but I hope they don't ask me something crazy.

Tell me about it when you're done.
The last one I had they didn't show up. I tried contacting them twice and nothing. I mean, I'm I getting THAT bad?

hmmmmmmmm.......

Ladies: is there ANYTHING sexier than razor-bumps on a moontan?

Look out Walmart, here comes trouble...

Either my neighbour has been listening to the same annoying song all day or his washing machine has some weird changes of pace.

"For those who've come across the seas, we've boundless plains to share"

This is great X) A breakdown of global stereotypes by country

http://www.nationalstereotype.com/all-national-stereotypes/

It really does suck to be seen as stupid fat and lazy by most of the world 😛

I had a dream during my nap earlier that I was at some sort of never-ending ice cream buffet and they had my favorite flavor (coffee). Mm, that was nice. It was a nice change in pace from the nightmares I usually have.

Megaten said: ↑

About to have my first ever job interview lol. It's not for anything major but I hope they don't ask me something crazy.

I hope it went well.

Looking forward to Thursday. I'm going to Adelaide and I'll be hiking the Mount Lofty trail.
It's only a 3 hour return trip, but It's good to stay in some sort of hiking condition. I get to try out my new hiking boots.Plus that part of the Adelaide hills is beautiful.

I'm taking my camera so I might put a pic or two up as well 🙂

There are many different kinds of "prisons" in this world, not just the one with steel bars.
In my situation being in a prison with steel bars would be a relief from what I am imprisoned in now. At least in the one with steel bars there is a definite, known ending. :🙁:

BlueDays said: ↑

There are many different kinds of "prisons" in this world, not just the one with steel bars.
In my situation being in a prison with steel bars would be a relief from what I am imprisoned in now. At least in the one with steel bars there is a definite, known ending. :🙁:

Our minds can be our worst prisons, too, speaking of my own.

I am sorry you feel trapped BlueDays. Is there anyway you could feel free, say for example immersing yourself in some creative projects? Have you ever tried art as a therapy? Here's a nice video about it. I know when I put music on and paint or draw it is like meditation and makes me feel a million miles away from my problems. Maybe we could start an art therapy thread on here and display works that are for helping us? Just a thought, anyways 🙂

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n8zlBJDZanc&t=33

MollyBeGood said: ↑

Our minds can be our worst prisons, too, speaking of my own.

I am sorry you feel trapped BlueDays. Is there anyway you could feel free, say for example immersing yourself in some creative projects? Have you ever tried art as a therapy? Here's a nice video about it. I know when I put music on and paint or draw it is like meditation and makes me feel a million miles away from my problems. Maybe we could start an art therapy thread on here and display works that are for helping us? Just a thought, anyways 🙂

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n8zlBJDZanc&t=33

Yes, Art is a good form of release for some people. I have tried drawing and painting but I am hopeless at it. My pictures look like an 8 year old has drawn them. :omg: Then I get angry that I don't have one artistic cell in my body, so it kind of defeats the purpose. :ironicsmile:
Thanks for the suggestion anyway.
One day I might find some hobby that helps, but finding the spare time is the problem.

BlueDays said: ↑

Yes, Art is a good form of release for some people. I have tried drawing and painting but I am hopeless at it. My pictures look like an 8 year old has drawn them. :omg: Then I get angry that I don't have one artistic cell in my body, so it kind of defeats the purpose. :ironicsmile:
Thanks for the suggestion anyway.
One day I might find some hobby that helps, but finding the spare time is the problem.

Well the beauty of it is "Self-Expression" and that can be anything. Doesn't have to be even something that is recognizable as a form, just colors and lines like in the mandala. Don't do it for anyone but yourself. Like watercolors, just paint and water are so meditative and there again just be free with it.

Art is anything you want. It's easy to get caught up in "I cannot even draw a straight line" But remember how fun art class was when you were a kid?

Ok I will let you be! LoL

PugofCrydee said: ↑

Looking forward to Thursday. I'm going to Adelaide and I'll be hiking the Mount Lofty trail.
It's only a 3 hour return trip, but It's good to stay in some sort of hiking condition. I get to try out my new hiking boots.Plus that part of the Adelaide hills is beautiful.

I'm taking my camera so I might put a pic or two up as well 🙂

Yeah good idea-I need to get out hiking again before I morf into a blob! New hiking boots, bring some moleskin for potential blisters. Take photos and report back 🙂

Here's the tiny Ben&Jerry's we have here! 😮

It feels like my life has become one big chase to finding reasons not to feel desperately guilty. I feel terrible and subhuman (for several reasons) pretty much all the time.

The only reason I still go out and volunteer is not to get better or feel better, but to feel a little less guilty and so a little less bad. It's the metaphoric equivalent of being between a rock and a hard place, and pushing the rock off a little to breath easier.

It feels more like survival than living. I'm just barely keeping up by literally scrapping all my mental resources together. While there's no actual quantity to speak of, I feel like I'm running out. I'm getting weaker and less able to keep up integrity. It stands to reason there's a breaking point - and I'm afraid I'll hit it soon.

Opaline said: ↑

This is great X) A breakdown of global stereotypes by country

http://www.nationalstereotype.com/all-national-stereotypes/

It really does suck to be seen as stupid fat and lazy by most of the world 😛

"Brazilian people seem to think that the Portuguese are either dumb or close-minded."
Interesting, I think that Brazilian people are the dumb ones. Did you know some of them don't know Portuguese (the language they speak) comes from Portugal? They can't even see the resemblance in the name of the language and name of the country. Anyway, I'd personally like them to change the name of their language to Brazilian or something because most books online labeled as translated to Portuguese are in Brazilian, which I really dislike reading. I can't understand half of it and the other half sounds terrible.

On that topic, when American/British shows have a "Portuguese" maid, more often than not they're actually Brazilian (at least they speak in Brazilian, not Portuguese).

There was this girl working at the post office counter and she was all nice and polite to every clients, and when it came to me, she said (referring to the whiny-romantic song playing on the radio) "Man, this f*cking song is never gonna end"

Conclusion: I guess it shows that I don't care about social norms

MollyBeGood said: ↑

Well the beauty of it is "Self-Expression" and that can be anything. Doesn't have to be even something that is recognizable as a form, just colors and lines like in the mandala. Don't do it for anyone but yourself. Like watercolors, just paint and water are so meditative and there again just be free with it.

Art is anything you want. It's easy to get caught up in "I cannot even draw a straight line" But remember how fun art class was when you were a kid?

You know you are absolutely right! :thumbup:
What I am worried about is if I die in a car accident then a family member would find my pathetic art work. I guess I could just destroy each drawing and painting after I have finished and it has served it's purpose. :thinking:

BlackPuma said: ↑

It feels like my life has become one big chase to finding reasons not to feel desperately guilty. I feel terrible and subhuman (for several reasons) pretty much all the time.

The only reason I still go out and volunteer is not to get better or feel better, but to feel a little less guilty and so a little less bad. It's the metaphoric equivalent of being between a rock and a hard place, and pushing the rock off a little to breath easier.

It feels more like survival than living. I'm just barely keeping up by literally scrapping all my mental resources together. While there's no actual quantity to speak of, I feel like I'm running out. I'm getting weaker and less able to keep up integrity. It stands to reason there's a breaking point - and I'm afraid I'll hit it soon.

If you know the "several reasons" why you are feeling this way, could you try and get some professional therapy (advice) on how you might be able to manage those reasons, so they don't make you struggle so much in life?

If anyone has issues with heartburn, I can't recommend Prevacid highly enough; I can't believe how well it's handling whatever I throw at it.

If only they made something this good for social anxiety. 😀