Arrrgh. Ever since Thursday my life has been nothing but sucky, and it just keeps getting worse. I’m so frustrated, angry, and irritated right now that I swear I could hit something. Or someone. Especially someone.
But anyway. I really wish that right now I could turn green, get really big, and go running around the desert and leaping over the grand canyon. That could really ease a lot of tension at the moment. So what happened? First there was the flamer, and that got really ugly. But I won’t go into details. Suffice it to say, it’s done with, but the flamer goes to my church so that’s going to be awkward. Especially since that’s one more person at church I have to avoid. Before it was just those idiots who ignored me, mocked me for being a home-schooler, or rolled their eyes at me for being different. I don’t get it, so I’m a capitalist, they wouldn’t know it if it weren’t for the fact that I like to wear nice clothes. So maybe from looking at me they think I’m a snob, but you know what? If they’d actually quit looking down their noses at me and talk to me, they’d realize that the only reason I wear Ralph Lauren is because I spend about $30 per dress. If they’d talk to me, they could be wearing Ralph Lauren too, but nooOOoo, because they’re jealous dipwads they’re still all high and mighty in their Old Navy. (Which, ironically, they must have paid more than $50 for, considering all the accessories and such.)
So now I have to avoid the Abercrombie Brigade, the Old Navy Platoon, and now the flamers. Suffice it to say, I’m switching wards. I just can’t take it anymore. There’s no reason why I should put up with that crap, especially not at church.
But you know what really ticks me off? Fate had to add icing to its horrific cake of meanness. I got a pointless speeding ticket today. It’s so pointless that there isn’t even any way the cop could have radar-ed me, he was too far away AND behind a hill and a big stone wall. There is NO way he could have possibly seen how fast I was going. And furthermore, there was no visible speed limit sign, AND I was going far slower than the rest of traffic because I was really lost. But apparently Mister Super Cop Who Can Radar Through Earth and Walls says I was going 38mph in a 25mph zone, despite the fact that I was slowing down to come to a stop at the red light. Hmm, interesting.
So now The Hulk has to go to court in May and I’m really mad. I’ve never been pulled over before, and I really don’t want this on my record. But with my luck, I’ll be sentenced to three years in traffic school for that stupid fake speeding ticket. ARGH! HULK SMASH!
Seriously, I haven’t been this angry in ages. If it had just been the speeding ticket I would have been fine, but it’s just that so much crap has happened in such a short time. Oh, and you know what makes the speeding ticket worse? I was driving my Mom to go to a crap car dealership I didn’t even want to go to and felt bad about going to, all because my Dad wanted us to look at some BMW for sale. But come on, are you really going to trust a small used car dealership called, “Maximum Deals”, which specializes in financing? I really felt icky about going and I didn’t want to. It was 45 minutes away, I knew it was going to suck, and I got a speeding ticket along the way, all cause I was doing something nice for my Dad.
Sure enough, when we got to “Maximum Deals”, I was exactly right. The car was a piece of crap. It had been smoked in heavily, the engine was a wreck, it had obviously been in an accident, and worse yet, the trunk smelled like it had been flooded out. Yes, that was a great deal, and totally worth the speeding ticket too!
Again, HULK SMASH!
*sigh* The sad thing is, there are still at least two really nice people that I like in my current ward, the one with the Abercrombie Brigade. One of those guys is trying to convince me not to leave, but I just can’t stand wanting to cry every time I go to church. It’s just… everybody’s such an imbecile there. So childish, so unwilling to accept anyone outside their miniscule comfort zone, so easily intimidated by someone who seems mature and confident. It just reinforces my belief that the vast majority of 20-somethings are really far too full of themselves and need to get over the fact that yes, they’re young, yes most of you are nice looking, but you know what? Shallow egotism really isn’t attractive. In fact, it’s sickening. It’s like that comedian says, “Just strike a pose and shut the heck up.”
Yes, I’m ranting, and no, I’m not sorry. 🙂
But I think I’m done ranting for now, because I bought myself a brownie at Wegman’s today and dang it, I deserve to eat it right now. Raspberries and chocolate, here I come!
I know why your life is getting worse Heather. You are angry and the devil feeds on this. I hope you will see this and find it in your heart to anger no more. He is very happy with you and you are in great danger. Please try to understand that you may not know all that you think you do at this time in your life. There is so much more to learn.
You want to know why my life is getting worse? You. If you’d leave me alone, I wouldn’t be so frustrated. You and your comments, your harrassment, that’s what’s pushed me over the edge. If you think it’s the devil, then just look inside, and leave me alone. You know nothing about my life, you know nothing about who you’re talking to, so just stop. I already asked you to stop, you said you would, so honor your word. And by all means, quit telling me to grow up, La-Z-Boy.
Z, that has got to be the most pretentious, ridiculous statement I’ve ever heard. Just dripping with irony, too: ‘you may not know all that you think you do,’ indeed. Why don’t you go play with your all-powerful compensation car and leave her alone? You’re only embarrasing yourself.
Hey Z, the chances of me not whipping your butt when I come to Virginia this summer are slim to none, and none just left the building.
Get over yourself.
I am so sorry you’re having to deal with all these stupid people all at one time. People suck and sometimes they just have to remind you of that fact by making you miserable before letting you go about your business. I would go to the new ward and forget about the losers at the old one. If they are anything like the crackpot above, then they are obviously undeserving of you.
And if you’re worried about not seeing the few nice people at your current ward, you can always keep in touch with them when you go to the new ward.
If you need to rant some more or talk to someone who understands, you have my email. Anyway, I’ll be sending you happy thoughts. [chocolate… root beer…]
Sweetheart,
I think you’ve got this completely wrong! Your point of view is about as twisted as they get! I happen to think that you are an amazingly talented young woman who simply has not found her niche in life. As a result your anger and frustration are sensed by other people and that is a huge deterant to friendship! You are trying to hard to be different and fit in at the same time. Believe it or not I’ve been in your situation before and I have come to realize that our perspective on the outside is never accurate. The reality is that we are not looking down on you in the least!!! The reality is that as we have named the Shen. ” the ward of misfit singles” (like the island of misfit toys). We all are just enough strange to work together to form an amazing ward and accept everyone. If you feel alienated it is your own fault- becuase no one is stopping you from being a part of the group. I understand that the invite is always open to anyone becuase our numbers are just too small to exclude anyone! True there are some who are closer friends than others, but that is life. Some of us have been in the ward for over 3 years and have been through some extremely difficult times together…time forges friendship into a bond of eternity. Give it time honey, and know that I think your are great! If I had known that this is how you feel I would have said something sooner. But thankfully someone found your site and let me know. Our group never wants to cause feelings like you’ve had, but we can not do anything about it until we know! I’ve got your back, darling!
Z (Rick… ooooh, brave man, can’t post his real e-mail address or use his real name. you’ve been online how long?), stop being a troll. Leave the girl alone and move on to something else. This macho grandstanding isn’t getting you anywhere, and this isn’t Utah. You can’t use that holier-than-thou BS to get dates on the east coast. She’s not going to go out with you, and this harassment does nothing but make you look like an idiot. You’ve got issues. Go deal, and leave. This is not how you impress the ladies. Really. She has enough problems without having to deal with a jackass like you. So… in the eloquent words of Jack Black, “Step off!”
Kevin, too bad I’m not Rick! And I’m a chick! Lay off and realize that Heather does have friends.
I meant the original guy (-Z-) – his name’s Rick. I know she has friends, but she has three older brothers who aren’t happy about this jackass giving out sister grief.
Yeah! Make that four older brothers who aren’t happy about it. You can adopt sisters right? 🙂
First of all Mike any time of the week ok buddy. Its like you think you ARE the hulk. Oh and Keven, Z is a nick name. If you don’t know that is me it’s probably for good reason. And my E-mail address was blocked smart one so thats why it’s not up, but if you need it and would like to chat it’s n 300zx93@ hotmail.com. It’s just too bad you all don’t see past the hand that is in front of your faces. Oh and Heather, Lay-z-boy waht is that a comment about my job that I do have. Yes some of us are adults and do work. Sorry if this comment came off as mean, but if you could only just shut up for one second about how the world is against you and how we all need to grow up then maybe you would. ,Rick
You know what, forget that last remark I’m done. I’ll do what I said and leave you and your friends alone. I was just a little mad is all. Sorry. Have a nice day.
No real adult uses their car as their e-mail address. You’re not a real adult. Real adults don’t play this kind of stupid game. Real adults don’t make claims against a woman’s virtue – especially in public, and anonymously. Real adults, real men just don’t do that. You’re a child. When you grow up, you’ll see that you’re just a frightened little boy who really has no idea what the point of life really is. I really don’t want to chat with out. You’re not worth chatting with. You’re a stain. You’re sticking your chest out like a little boy on the playground, trying to make yourself look bigger and more important than you are. That doesn’t impress real men. It makes them laugh and pity you. Yup, that’s it. You’re pitiful. And I’m sure we’ll all take you up on your offer to just go away.
Ok, is it just me or has this gotten out of hand? This is Tara by the way–just so there is no confusion, and this is partly my fault.
First let me say that Rick is a friend of mine. I heard what was going on, and felt like it had gotten blown way out of proportion. I still do, but that is besides the point.
At any rate, I was checking out Heather’s page to try and get a better perspective. That is when I came across all of the insults directed at my ward. I of course took personal offense because I have always liked Heather. In fact myself, and others, have made several attempts at including her in things over the past year that she has been in and out of our ward.
Heather, I have always thought you were a very unique person, and wanted to get to know you better. However, my attempts were always spurned. Not blatantly, they were just ignored. Granted, perhaps I should have been more persistent or more consistent, but it is difficult to continually try to include someone who doesn’t seem to want to be included. All the signs you were giving us pointed that direction.
But I am still so surprised that you are angry enough to call a lot of people who you don’t know imbeciles, among other things. Isn’t that a bit of the pot calling the kettle black?
Laugh if you will, but I was really hurt that you would say such cruel things about a group of people whom I love, and who I know have made efforts to get to know you. We like your quirkiness and all the things that we’ve seen that make you different. They just make you special. At any rate, I overreacted to the posting and sent it to some people. Some of them have responded.
So it seems I have mistakenly created a monster. I just wanted to offer my apologies for my part in this. I hope it will be a good reminder to all of us that no situation is exactly as it seems. Heather, I am sorry you feel the way you do.
Frankly though, I’m not that young, not that nice looking, but I do like Old Navy. Their jeans fit me just right. Does that make me an anti-capitalist? I don’t think so.
I know you have felt mocked and mistreated, and hope that because of this, you will find a way to look past the sterotypes that you have created, to give the people you are referring to, the same courtesy you hoped to receive from them.
PS, I hope this posting does not create a new barrage of personal attacks directed at me or anyone else.
Tara, it was very brave of you to come and write that. I don’t think you’ll get any personal attacks. At least, I hope you don’t. There’s a difference between what you’ve written, which was heartfelt and sincere, and what Rick has written (this wasn’t his first comment on the site, nor the first problem my sister has had with him), which was at first libelous, and is now confrontational, belligerent and insulting. He’s insulted her virtue on several occasions, which I hope you can understand is very distressing to her, and angers her family a great deal.