Seems like quite the hubbub going on over there.Following the European elections in a number of countries.
Seems like quite the hubbub going on over there.Following the European elections in a number of countries.
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Indeed it is, mildly amused at some infighting among a certain political group of a similar persuasion in France, look it up can't say more.Seems like quite the hubbub going on over there.
Power and money make siblings and relatives kill each others. Not surprising that it happens in party politics.Indeed it is, mildly amused at some infighting among a certain political group of a similar persuasion in France, look it up can't say more.
Yes, it is rather interesting.Seems like quite the hubbub going on over there.
That's better than cow tipping.Had to Google that one.
I'm glad for your positive accomplishments and sad for the trouble you've had.Many things are on my mind. I finished the school year strong, and did well in political science (which I didn't think would happen). Got back home on Saturday, and have been performing lots. I also got this HP Z420 for incredibly cheap (specs in signature), and it's been great!
HOWEVER, this week has been chock full of medical appointments, and you know how much I hate those... Actually, for the rest of the month are doctor's appointments. Really sucks. If my body wasn't so broken, I'd probably just have one or two. But nope, I have seven. It brings down my self-esteem, if I'm honest, knowing there is this much stuff wrong with me that needs to be consistently monitored every few months. I was just one of those unlucky ones, I guess. Just... I'm 19 years old, and I'm sooooo tired of all these health issues. I have yet to find someone my age like me in this way. It makes me feel very out of place at times. But whatever, nothing I can do...
I mean hey, I'm not missing weeks of school like I did when I was younger. And I can walk and talk and read and write (took me a LOOOONG time to get there), so things are a little better. Often, I'm just too hard on myself.
And, I was recently laid off from my video production position, which is disappointing. The executives just didn't have the time to manage such a large group of people, so they're just working with the core staff right now. I understand, because they have livelihoods and careers to focus on, too, so I'm not angry, just a bit disappointed. Hopefully I can find a similar position soon that is more sustainable. I want this summer vacation to be fulfilling and productive, not me sitting around trying to do stuff. I need time to relax, sure, but not the ENTIRE time.
Anyway, enough of my whining... I've missed you all, and I hope you're well!
I don’t really see that as “devastating.” More just that someone was born with a disability. You just gotta make the most you can out of your life, and think positively. I try to do both those things—sometimes it works, sometimes not. It sucks, but it’s okay!I'm glad for your positive accomplishments and sad for the trouble you've had.
Every week, I see someone around your age who can't speak or can't walk or something really devastating. I've also seen people in their 50s who need their mother to take care of them.
Keep your chin up! You'll manage to succeed!
What is normal? 😆I don’t really see that as “devastating.” More just that someone was born with a disability. You just gotta make the most you can out of your life, and think positively. I try to do both those things—sometimes it works, sometimes not. It sucks, but it’s okay!
Also, I think the reason why I struggle a bit is because I know am not "normal." When I was younger, I thought all the stuff I had to do--occupational therapy, speech therapy, being in special education to name a few examples--was a "normal" thing, because I didn't know any different. Now that I do, it makes it slightly harder. I don't need those specific things anymore, but that's not my point. The fact that that had to happen, and the fact that I will never be what society considers "normal" is hard.
There was a time (when I was younger) when I was afraid to have people over to the house, because they'd see all this medical equipment, and I worried they'd think worse of me. I never did have anyone over, so idk what would've happened. That doesn't worry me now, because I expect people to behave like grown-ups.
I don’t really see that as “devastating.” More just that someone was born with a disability. You just gotta make the most you can out of your life, and think positively. I try to do both those things—sometimes it works, sometimes not. It sucks, but it’s okay!
Also, I think the reason why I struggle a bit is because I know am not "normal." When I was younger, I thought all the stuff I had to do--occupational therapy, speech therapy, being in special education to name a few examples--was a "normal" thing, because I didn't know any different. Now that I do, it makes it slightly harder. I don't need those specific things anymore, but that's not my point. The fact that that had to happen, and the fact that I will never be what society considers "normal" is hard.
There was a time (when I was younger) when I was afraid to have people over to the house, because they'd see all this medical equipment, and I worried they'd think worse of me. I never did have anyone over, so idk what would've happened. That doesn't worry me now, because I expect people to behave like grown-ups.
Well, yeah..."...behave like grown-ups"?
uh-oh.....
Isn't that what non-grown-ups think/say."...behave like grown-ups"?
uh-oh.....
Now that I'm almost 65, I tend to be parental with the children of parents who aren't parenting in the store. They can give me all the dirty looks they want, but if their child is hurt climbing out of the cart while they're on the phone, they'll blame the store, not themselves.Isn't that what non-grown-ups think/say.
When we are grown up enough, we don't give a fk, we do as we please.
I certainly agree with you, except that I don't take any extensive responsibility for other people, and whatever lack of ethics and common sense some seem to have.Now that I'm almost 65, I tend to be parental with the children of parents who aren't parenting in the store. They can give me all the dirty looks they want, but if their child is hurt climbing out of the cart while they're on the phone, they'll blame the store, not themselves.
Personal responsibility in the U.S.A. seems to be a thing of the past.
I'm not about to deal with bigots quietly, either.
As a cashier currently, I have to be a bit more.I certainly agree with you, except that I don't take any extensive responsibility for other people, and whatever lack of ethics and common sense some seem to have.
I just try to navigate myself as far away from those types as I can. In a similar way I avoid crowds when I'm shopping or something like that.
Same! Glad it doesn't get dark at like 3:30 anymore.I love the long, lingering evenings (and twilight) of this time of year.
I agree. And I haven't even been alive that long, but I've seen a decline in the past decade for sure. More people on their phones being really ignorant.Personal responsibility in the U.S.A. seems to be a thing of the past.
Ouch.Some tourists, visiting Wales, went into a coffee shop.
A couple was seated there, speaking Welsh. In Wales.
Tourist piped up and said "We don't speak foreign here."
On top of that, who gives a crap about what language a group of other people speak among themselves. I am all for learning the language of the place people immigrate to, but I still speak Italian to my wife and my kids.Ouch.
Wince.
What can one say......
Idiocy, ill-manners (and a profound and lamentable lack of knowledge) are no excuse for such cretinous behaviour.
Oh goodness, what?!Some tourists, visiting Wales, went into a coffee shop.
A couple was seated there, speaking Welsh. In Wales.
Tourist piped up and said "We don't speak foreign here."