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Say whatever you want   Give zero fudges   Establish your own persona and don't let anyone get you to stray from it. Understand and respect your own values.   Don't be afraid to walk away.   Whoever cares less has more power.   Love isn't something that just happens. It is an earned feeling.   Someone who doesn't add value to your life (be it the same sex as a friend or opposite sex as a mate) isn't worth a whole lot of your time. Someone who takes value away from your life doesn't even deserve a place in your contacts.  

Mr FANG

Mr FANG

 

Dani in Éire, part three

The plan that hatched on that Saturday morning - October 29 - was hatched thus: drive up north avoiding the motorway, to see a bit of rural Ireland, on the East coast. Then, as soon as night fell, speed up north towards Belfast. And we did. Saw a lot of hamlets, lovely rolling hills, the urban areas of Drogheda and Dundalk, and it became night pretty much as soon as we passed the border (which we hadn't even noticed, except for a sign in miles per hour)   Lots of jokes were made about us driving to Belfast with a Dublin-registered car, mostly of the light-hearted horrible variety "have you checked for bombs" and "hope they don't set fire to our car, it's a rental". And indeed, a few people afterwards told me that, until about twenty years ago, driving up north with a Dublin-registered car, in the eyes of most people and the authorities, meant you were either carrying weapons or personnel, and you'd get special attention wherever you went. Thankfully times changed a bit, and when we reached Belfast we noticed quite a few Ireland-registered cars in the car park.     After a stroll in the centre we remarked that Belfast is a completely different city from Dublin, being more "industrial" looking, and despite some lovely sights all of us preferred Dublin to Belfast.   By the time we finished our walk around Belfast, we set off to find a pub where to eat, and we found it. We ate pretty typical stuff (fish and chips, stew, that kind of thing) and used the pub's wifi to look for a hotel, while behaving as perfectly adjusted adults.     No hotel in Belfast had a vacancy that night. Ah, DUH, it's a bank holiday weekend, go figure. After a few minutes of frantic research, we found a hotel in Carrickfergus, 15 km north of Belfast. Well alright, we had seen enough of Belfast so the plan for the next day was going anywhere but Belfast, so I booked the hotel in my name and stop at an ATM to withdraw some British pounds, just in case. 160 pounds in all, to have some leftover in case anything happens.   Of course we booked a triple room, because it was much cheaper.   Drove up to the hotel, showed the booking to the receptionist, and I do notice he looks at me a bit funny...then I look at the receipt, which sports a "Miss Daniele" as the booking name (and "United Kingdom" as my residence, welp). And that's when he saw two lovely girls come in (E. and G.), and his face changed from mild confusion to a smile that seemed to say "a-HA, ye filthy lucky love-child, shoulda told us, we have soundproof rooms".   The hotel had wifi (my Irish mobile sim wouldn't work over the border), so I took the occasion to message Luana, carefully avoiding to mention lodging arrangements. First sentence in the answer: "Are you staying out for the night? Did you book single rooms?" Ah, shizzle.   The next morning, while E. and I were awake at 8, G. would sleep soundly until 9. During breakfast (they had quite a lot of glutenfree options!) we discussed about the itinerary, what we wanted to see, and so on. We settled on a "we'll see what's on the road". The hotel had a hotel-sized mural with local attractions, though. Helpful!     So we got on the road...and stopped half a kilometre afterwards to see Carrickfergus Castle and its lovely scenery, and then followed the Antrim coast, enjoying the landscape and the seaside (Dani rate: 9/10 worth seeing)     ...and arrived at Carrick-a-Rede, where we stopped for a coffee and to see what the deal was. Basically it's a stunning bridge to an islet off the Northern Irish coast. What? It costs eight pounds per person? Bugger that. We just took a walk around the coast, learned that it was the set for a few Game of Thrones scenes, then left, but not before mooching off the café's wifi to book tickets for the Giant's Causeway, which was just a few kilometres up the road. We arrived there, left the car at the park-and-ride facility, and went to see this incredible natural attraction. While riding, we did notice the bus seemed to struggle a bit, but we paid it no mind. Then we arrived at the site, and noticed that the bus's brakes had caught fire. The driver had left the handbrake on. Gods.   The Giant's Causeway was incredible, quite crowded but the sea washing on these columns - so perfect that they looked manmade - was a spectacle to behold.       Took the full walk around it (oof) and got back to the Visitors' Centre as soon as it got dark. Mooching off the centre's wifi, we booked a hotel in Letterkenny, a few kilometres east of Derry, so we had the chance to see a bit of Derry too. We really liked the city, along with its buzzing Halloween events around the streets, and the dinner we had wasn't half bad either (highest point: the artisanal cider, 10/10 would drown). Then we took a walk around the Bogside, and realised how far, and yet how close, the Troubles were.     It was then that we realised that the cutoff time for checking in was midnight (we called it Mission Cinderella for a reason) and it was a quarter past eleven already. Ran to the car, drove off, set the navigation app on E.'s phone, and rushed towards Letterkenny (and duly joked about a Republic-registered car gunning for the border). Apple Maps is decent, but has one itty bitty problem: in cities where roads are divided between Upper X road and Lower X road, they don't bother to tell one from the other. Of course our hotel was in Upper Main Street and the app sent us to Lower Main Street. We managed to get lost in a Donegal town. The shame will never go away. Reached the hotel at 11.58 (suck on THAT, Cinderella) and checked in under the mildly disapproving stare of the lady at the reception. The hotel itself wasn't too bad, but the Halloween party downstairs and the fact that it wasn't in the best position were a bit of a problem. Oh well, it was cheap enough.   E. and I were awake at 8, G. snored through 9 o'clock. Surprise, there. :P We drove through County Donegal (inspiringly wild sights) to Donegal Town, where we stopped to see the Castle (lovely little castle), and then came back towards Dublin through County Fermanagh, stopping both by Lough Erne (at Tully Castle)...     ...and in Enniskillen. Right after leaving Enniskillen, I realised I still had a few pounds left, so I stopped at a petrol station to refuel the car with the *counts coins* twelve pounds and 30p left, so I wouldn't have had to bother with exchanging them. Smart :)   And it was getting dark, so we drove straight to Dublin Airport, left the car at the rental office at half six, took the bus...and our new travel cards weren't working. Tired and slightly angry at that, we just paid for the bus and went home. Took out my wallet, looked inside...       Pip pip and cheerio, Your Majesty. Smart indeed.

Arianna

Arianna

 

who knew

So my puppy was about to go into the light this morning but I was able to bring him back. Turns out he has pneumonia and showed no real signs of it until today. I noticed he would get a runny nose when we were outside to potty but it was cold and my nose would run as well. We weren't out for more than five minutes. Of course my mom blames herself for it but he could have had the start of it when we got him; who knows. Vet also said he might need to have surgery when he's older to fix his air ways but that could go away. If he does need surgery I'm going to chalk it up to his breeding. Can't have your Sire, being your sire, grandsire and great grand sire then your mom also your sister. I only know because being curious I got his pedigree, just like my other Pug. I know linebreeding and inbreeding are things but come on, that's just asking for trouble.   It was scary this morning though when I thought I had a dead puppy. Everything should be fine now. He just needs his medicine and plenty of rest.

Teeders

Teeders

 

Dani in Éire, part two

I made a rough draft of what to say in these entries. There's enough to fill at least seven of these posts. Welp.   ANYWAY   After landing in Dublin on a very windy Sunday afternoon, we were scooped up by a bus sent by the language school that would support us through the internship and the others met their host families at a parking lot in West Dublin. Yeah, the others, because M. and I would have to be driven to our host family, a nice old lady and her (daughter's) two cats in western Knocklyon. We had a quick chat to get to know one another and we faced our biggest adversary: the South Dublin Accent, manifesting itself in making us confuse - for instance - the words "pub" and "pope". We couldn't understand how Pope Francis would serve beer and have live music at a twenty minutes' walk from our house...despite it being possibly the coolest thing ever.   We both got to our rooms (mine was bigger, but his had a desk) and then set off for the most important things to do: 1. say hi to E. and G., two girls from our group who lived the closest to us, and 2. map the nearby pubs and set a meeting point.   At this point I should say that M. was one half of the sweet-as-molasses couple I mentioned in part one; the other half, R., lived about two miles away. Poor lads.   We had been assigned our internships a few days before: M. would work as a gardener in Phoenix Park, while I would work as an admin assistant in an industrial estate in West Dublin. He'd start work at 10 and I would start at 9.30, which, accounting for timezones, meant that for us it was like starting at 11 and 10.30 in the morning. SCORE!   The next day we took the bus to the language school. Some of us arrived a bit later because they didn't realise that, since Ireland drives on the left, they were at the wrong bus stop and missed it as a result. They were duly made fun of. The language school held a crash course in Irish slang and tips about living in Dublin and brought us on a walking trip of the city centre, during which - guess what - it started raining, and I forgot to put my raincoat in my backpack.   A lesson truly quickly learned; since then, the raincoat would always be in my backpack. It rained precisely once more during the daytime for the whole flippin' month, and precisely on the same day I had left my backpack at home.   And on the day after - Tuesday 18 - I started my internship in a recruitment company (how ironic, an unemployed person working to find work for others). The coworkers were very nice to me, but I realised that the South Dublin Accent outlined earlier was, possibly, playing in easy mode. A few coworkers from all over Ireland had accents I couldn't believe were made by humans, not to mention the speed at which they talked; took me quite a while to understand what they were saying, but I also realised that most Irish people talk too fast even for one another to understand, and so half the conversations are made up by the words "Sorry, come again?" or similar ones.   The not-so-good part was that I had to take two buses to get to work, and I could either choose to go to the city centre and get jammed in traffic, or go to the outskirts of the city and take the bus there in the other direction, in exchange for quite a longer trip. I took the latter option. I had to change buses in Tallaght, which in Gaelic translates to "plague pit". Lovely place.     The workload itself wasn't heavy: formatting CVs, searching databases for suitable candidates, inputting work hours in the payroll database, filing of invoices...usual clerical work. I also had to phone applicants to ask them questions relevant to recruitment, like pay expectations, notice period, reason for leaving, and such.     At first, obviously, I was unsure about how I'd fare, then a colleague said "you have what they're looking for: if you're unconfortable talking on the phone, they'll probably be terrified about making a good impression." Cue the inevitable evil laugh, and the ensuing phone calls went well.   Of course, I had to change buses to get home, too. I'd usually take the 49...   FFFFFFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUU----------   The first two weeks floated by easily: during the weekend the language school organised a trip to an archaeological site (Knowth) and a Viking-era cemetery.   The second weekend, though, would have been much different: not only Monday was a bank holiday, but the Friday before was a builders' holiday, so I could look forward to a four-day weekend (h*ck yeah). That's when, chatting with E. and G. (see second paragraph), a crazy plan hatched: rent a car, travel somewhere, no plans, no guide. We agreed to leave on Saturday morning, and return...whenever.   So that Friday I was to have lunch with my colleagues, since one of them was returning to the US after a year in Ireland. But before lunch, we'd go kart racing. Hell. Yeah.   But there was an itty bitty issue - the kartodrome wasn't served by any bus line, so I thought I'd rent the car a day earlier to save myself some trouble.   That Thursday evening, therefore, I took the bus to Dublin Airport and started looking for the car hire office. Looked everywhere...except in the only obvious point, the arrivals terminal. Whoops. After that, rented the car (a lovely Skoda Fabia) without problems, got to the car park, opened the car, sat in it...and there was no bloody steering wheel because I sat on the passenger's side. After some light cursing and thankfulness for the evening darkness, I started the car and, in a mild panic and thinly veiled terror, off I went.   It wasn't bad at all, it's just that shifting gears with your left hand is hard if you never did it. Oh, and the fact that the Irish drive like the Italians, but without any self-preservation instinct to speak of.   Friday went smoothly (apart from getting lost on the way to lunch, but oh well), and prepared the few things I'd carry for the weekend.   Saturday morning, wake up at 9 to be ready whenever the girls were...and ready they were, at one in the afternoon. Load the backpacks in the car, turn around, and we're off. Destination: north.   But that deserves a post of its own. :P   (Brace yourselves, part three is coming)

Arianna

Arianna

 

what a ride

I have no real idea of where to begin. I fell off the runescape wagon hard about six years ago. Logging in only to play for a few minutes or sometimes days at a time; every 4 or 6 months. Warcraft stole part of my soul and so did a bunch of other games. Husband died October 2015 and I think I finally feel "safe" to say that things weren't the best. I think he hated that I even had a computer and that I even played games online. He was a good guy but hard to be married to. Kept a lot of things buried down deep inside.   I've moved and I have a really good desktop now. Duo monitors, doing things how I want to do them. I have two Pugs now, a roommate who is also my ex but crap happens. 98% of the time I'm a forgiving person and we do get along well; it just didn't work out dating. I think that's why a part of me was scared to leave husband; plus he also made it very clear he would go to the ends of the earth to have full custody of our daughter.   Months ago, or whenever it says on my adventure log; I was able to start invention. I'm finding that I don't understand it that well but I do know that all the stuff I have horded away in my bank I can use, even if it doesn't give me much. I still ping pong around doing various skills, not minding doing things the slow way or how I use to do them in 2009.

Teeders

Teeders

 

oh mickey you're so fine

now that i have your attention   Hello.   and welcome   to my blog.   many thing to say. i've restarted my mma training. i can't remember if i mentioned this in the last post but if i have good if not now you no. i trained bjj for 6 months, before switching to k1 kickboxing cos i enjoy kickboxing more and i don't really have the time to do both. hopefully in like 6-7 years you'll see me fighting at 145lb for some mma promotion.   life is good. 2nd year of uni. doing good. christmas good. GOOD.   got a pair of jordan 11 space jams. GOOD GOOD.   happy in my social life. still partying as usual. resting my liver over the christmas period   THEY'RE COMING FOR US. THEY'RE WATCHING US. YOU KNOW WHAT TO DO.   memes. ALL THE MEMES.   im ok. in fact. im GOOD.   the twisted parts of your mind can do many many things.   only a savage would use it   arent we all savages   food for thought   SPINNING WHEEL KICK

Conspicuous

Conspicuous

 

Dani in Éire, part one

As many of you probably know, this April I was made redundant and so - after a bit - started looking for jobs (with less-than-stellar prospects) and applying for public jobs (with even-less-stellar prospects, but that hasn't stopped me from trying).   So one day I came across a job listing that wasn't a job listing but an internship programme. 90 places reserved to those who were unemployed for at least one month, resident in my province, and registered as jobseekers. You could try for one (and only one) of six 15-places selections: London (August), Brighton (August), Malta (October), Dublin (October/November), Berlin (November) and Malta again (November). My German isn't even decent, so Berlin was scratched off the list right away. London and Brighton had the application cutoff time set too early for me to have the necessary requirements, so I had to choose between Dublin and Malta. (Not that I would have chosen London, anyway. Brighton, perhaps, but not London)   "October temperatures in Malta range from 15 degrees Celsius in the night up to 25, or even more, during the day"   Scratch. That. Let others go roast themselves in the middle of the freakin' Mediterranean. Dublin it is. I always wanted to go to Ireland, after all; even my secondary school leaving thesis topic was the Easter Rising, back in the days of yon.   The programme included: a language test in early September (B1 level);
a three weeks' English course starting September 26;
Departure for Dublin on October 16, return on November 20;
Travel expenses (plane tickets, Dublin bus card), accommodation (host families) and meals provided
Support from a local language school
90% monetary contribution towards a language certification (I have one from 2001, so that's one of the main reasons I applied)
The keenest of you will think, "and Luana?" Well, to say she wasn't exactly excited would be an understatement, but seeing that it could be a good experience lasting five weeks only (and after telling her she could come to Ireland for a weekend) she agreed. Puppy eyes may have been involved. Everything's fair in love and/or war.   The language test went well (WHO DA MVP???), so I was due to start the English course. There were 13 other people going to Dublin, a pretty well-assorted group (ranging in age from 25 to 41) and made up of mostly agreeable people (a couple were a bit full of themselves, but oh well, no one is perfect).   The three weeks' course also went well despite a few hiccups, and in the meantime some friendships (and a disgustingly diabetes-inducing-sweet couple! ) were formed, since we were together eight hours a day for three weeks straight. Of course, we behaved like perfectly well-adjusted adults at all times.     Welp. Alright.   The course ended on October 14, and on October 16 we were brought to Milan to catch the flight to Dublin. My scale at home wasn't working well, so I had no idea whether my luggage was actually within the weight limits or not. There was only one way to find out in Milan: use the unused check-in conveyor belts as makeshift scales. It's technically prohibited, but hey, Italy.   The checked-in luggage was well within the weight limit (~21 kg out of 25). The cabin luggage went on the conveyor belt, and after a tense half-second, it gave the reading 9.95 (out of 10 maximum kilograms).   High-fived all of my colleagues (and a few people in the queue to boot, too). Hey-ho, let's go.   After the security checks (during which I was selected for a patdown search, typical) and the boarding, we had an uneventful flight apart from very windy conditions that had us circle the airport for a bit before being allowed to land (slightly roughly).   Fáilte go hÉirinn, Fáilte go Baile Átha Cliath. Welcome to Ireland, welcome to Dublin.   Let's do this thing.   (part 2 - and more - to come)

Arianna

Arianna

 

What's up Sal's?

Hey, it's me, how are you all? It's been a looooongggg time.   I'm also procrastinating right now, I should be righting an essay on whether Emperor Justinian's diplomatic policy in the Carpathian Basin and the Steppes was successful, but eh, just checking in.   Uni is going reasonably well, I'm the vice-president of a university HEMA group. It's pretty fun. We do swordfighting. Lots and lots. We had a group from London come down for a tournament today (sadly, we didn't get to finish).   Not sure what else to say, I'm super hyped for Rogue One and I still love Lego.

Whiskas

Whiskas

 

Getting Back Into Things

so, im just getting back into the swing of Runescape. I made a post earlier on the general forum hoping some people can give some advice since it's been a while since I've played!   Ive been alot happier this go around. Though my stats are nowhere close to where they were as a whole... I got Runecrafting up to 58, because the runespan did not exist when i played last! much much easier to power level, just dont get the GP from the runes, but im ok with this because its alot easier to just auto random stuff in the runespan.   I only got 1 month of membership, so i bought 1K pure ess to turn into Laws and Nature runes while I can since im a high enough level for both now. Im going to focus on law runes this go around to get my mage up easily from 39 where its at. Just enough to get to high alchemy! I miss being able to high alch Yew Longbows. Too bad im only 51 Fletching atm :(   Prices have changed so much. Flax alone used to cost waaaay more than 10GP from what I remember. Now I can buy it and make bowstrings instead of plucking them myself!   2Mil so far saved up. Already 1/3 of the way to the small amount of wealth I had on my old acount lol. But, I did have expensive items in my bank and items from high level quests i miss. :( I Remember doing Barrows and getting a few Torag pieces before I had to stop playing originally.   860 on my total level, im just trying to level everything up towards 50. Power leveling Fletching and got to 54, using that to do maple bows, bought 5K of them to make into bows... Then Ill string them up as best I can before I run out of membership to make as much money as possible! I already went from 1.2Mil to about 2.2Mil since becoming a member. I know it doesnt sound like alot, but realize I dont have any skills above 60 atm! lol   Anyways, im having fun, its taking up all my depressing empty time for the moment.

Skullshogun

Skullshogun

 

I stumbled upon this...

I was googling myself today (not using my name, just nitua56), and I found this thing. I'll quote it here for convenience, or something.   I guess 14-year-old me thought it was funny.

Nitua

Nitua

 

Update to last entry

I've hidden the last entry but here is the Part II. For those who haven't seen it, the very short version of the issue at hand is: problems with gf.   So we had a very big discussion involving a lot of tissues in a quiet little park. All our problems were laid bare and we tried to find solutions/compromises for them. In the end, we decided to try our best to work through our problems this summer break, and if it doesn't work out, then it doesn't work out. We've got a lot of good things planned, so hopefully things don't take another nosedive. Relationships = hard work.   But the main reason I'm writing an entry closer than 6 months apart is that something happened that I can't possibly not tell the entire world.   I've worked the Saturday night KFC shift for at least 3 years now, which is the night where we get all the drunk and high customers past a certain time. Of course with this comes countless slurred 'so what are you doing after work', 'can I get your number', you know the drill. Some of these people are really sweet, but 95% of them are sleazy guys that are much older than me, just looking for a quick fudge. Who else to prey on than poor innocent-looking girls at KFC? To the guys reading: yep, it really is as easy as you think it is for an above 4/10 girl to sleep with a guy. Yay equality.   Of course, being a) taken b) not-so-straight and c) someone who has standards, over time I've learned how to reject these guys without stuttering and blushing and making a fool out of myself. For example, the most popular and original 'can I get your number' comment gets the response something along the lines of 'sorry, I can only give you what's on the menu', then charm my way through completely changing the subject. It's always a delight when I get a different pickup line, because I can get a bit more creative with my rejection. Which brings me to my shift 2 nights ago...   A chick with a group of drunken people in her car came through the drive-thru and ordered, we had a small chat, she asked what I was doing after my shift, and invited me to come to her party afterwards (not in a 'let's fudge' way). I thought to the Jim Carrey movie 'Yes Man' and thought I shouldn't pass up on something like this, so for the first time ever, I accepted someone's number through the drive-thru. They drove through, and I served the next car. Lo and behold, a guy in his 30s asked 'Do you wanna catch up after this?'. I picked up a packet of tomato sauce beside me and pretended to mishear him, saying 'Ketchup?', and he must've been so blown away by my response that he dropped it completely. I don't think I'll ever be able to top myself there.   In other news, tomorrow I'm getting a haircut that will end my hairstyle that has been relatively unchanged for about 10 years, and I'm gonna get tested for ADD. Exciting times.

Sofee

Sofee

 

Nostalgia and Resolution

Hi everyone. Lately I've visited this forum a couple times to experience the rush of nostalgia as this board occupied a lot of my time for several years of my life. Sal's has always been important to me, and I really miss the community here. I know many others can relate to what I'm saying, and I hope that we all find a way to keep in our memories the best that the forum had to offer. I'm stopping in to say hello, and I hope everyone is doing well.   ...and for those of you who used to peruse the Story Mat...         ...particularly the Runescape Stories section...         ...I have FINALLY FINISHED DEMON TIDE.     The work is a complete novel (exclusively published here, of course ;) ). I'm hoping that those of you who were interested in the story will find a chance to read the remaining four chapters, maybe post what you think. But no pressure :) .     Like I said before, I hope everyone is doing well and has a great life really. It's a journey, and I hope we all encounter the experiences that make that journey worthwhile.   ~ Finway

Finway

Finway

 

hello hi here's an update on life and stuff

What's going on guys, Kamil here, coming at you with another blog post!!   sooooooooo i've finished uni for another year, still not sure if i've passed or failed everything but who cares summer's here right???   i managed to land a job after a few months of searching, it's nothing special but it pays and i get great hours so I'm happy with it, plus all my coworkers are pretty cool and chill to work with so I enjoy it   following on from that, i've started thinking about maybe moving out to a shared house. i'm still a bit of an idiot when it comes to doing adult stuff, but I'd seriously love the independence and I think it'd be a fun experience. i've been looking around, and i can get a decent room in a good area for around $175/week including utilities, so i'll be able to support myself fully provided i be frugal about it...   ...but i wanna buy a motorbike. i'm going for my permit test next week, and i've already ridden a mate's bike around a few times and got all the basics down so i should be alright for that. i've got my eye on a kawasaki ninja 300 because it looks sexy and goes fast and is pretty cheap (around $4,000 for a used '13/'14 model). i've got enough saved up for it and all the gear and shizzle so yeah i'm fudgein pumped.   also another reason i want to move out is because my parents are absolutely not happy with me getting a bike. in fact they said they'd kick me out if i did; i think they're just bluffing and they wouldn't do that because i'm such a nice son but who knows. i understand their concerns, but man i don't want to live my life in constant fear and never doing what i want to do because it might be a bit dangerous. does that make me a bad person? who knows. it's a pretty shizzlety situation, but whatever i can always move out i suppose   i've also been getting into photography a bit, just messing around with mum's dslr. i'm especially in love with astrophotography here's a photo i took earlier, nothing special but I just love going way out into the bush at night and seeing the city lights and stars and shizzle   anyway that's about it for now, until next year :)

O hai im KAMIL

O hai im KAMIL

 

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EXCESSIVELY DRAMATIC SOFEE ENTRY HERE

AH it's been too long since I've written one of these.   For those not acquainted with my 2000-word rambly rants over pubescent highschool drama, I direct you to just about any 2012 entry in this blog. There is some absolute GOLD if you can drag your dicks through the very jagged, painful glass that is 15-year old me. If you don't feel like educating yourselves on the inner thoughts and passive-aggressive fights of me, some extra-juicy ones are here and here. By the way, I had the BIGGEST straight girl crush on 'M' in the first link. The more you know.   I am so thankful that I documented every facet of my high school life so I can look back and think "ha, thank god that's in the pas-waitnothinghaschanged".   For those who saw the title and furiously rolled their eyes whilst excitedly clicking the link to my blog because they've been deprived of dramatic me for too long, YOU'RE IN LUCK.   Except, this isn't dramatic on the same level as my high school drama. It's a bit more grown-up, a bit less out-there. It's a bit too real, and a bit (a lot) sad. And I'm coming to you guys because you always give it to me straight, no fiddlesticks or sugarcoating, and I really need an unbiased outsiders perspective on the matter. This is gonna be a long one, so I'm gonna wrap the body in spoiler tags. The TL;DR is at the bottom. I even made some pretty dot points not only to make it clear for you guys, but also to lay it all out for me.   It's about my long-term girlfriend. And I'm torn between leaving her, or staying together.         TL;DR - Having a lot of doubts about my relationship, which over time has been overcome with incompatibilities. We both are still young and immature, which leads to some glaring issues. However, we are still in love, and have many more good times than bad.   Reasons to break up:   For I want to date around and explore I can do anything without inhibitions (friends, activities) I want to be single when I go to Canada VERY uneven sex drives Improve myself to be someone who can be attentive, supportive and sensitive Find someone else with the same passions as me (gaming, TV series, media) who I *might* end up happier with Against I love her, she’s so kind, caring and loving, and makes me happy. She means a lot to me. We have many of the same ‘end goals’ Won’t have anyone to talk to every day, life will be much more boring She’s in a really bad spot right now and needs my support Breaking off a relationship that is much more good than bad (about 80% good, 20% bad) seems pointless and unnecessary. What would that achieve? -----------   Oh yeah, it looks like I'm going to Canada to work a season at a ski resort in the winter of 2017/2018 when I finish my degree! It's definitely not finalised yet - I haven't been offered a job or bought my plane tickets, but I have started the process of it, and it's looking really good. After the season ends, I plan to go around the country, couch surf a bit, and explore. Any Canadian slammers here who wouldn't mind saying hi to a poor Aussie girl and isn't scared off by my description of me above? :P   Also, sorry about the wall of text again. Big decisions equal big word count in my world!

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