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2023.05.29 05:08 not_an_alien_99 Does anybody else feel like this ?
I am a post intern . 2016 batch. Trying to prepare for the nov inicet . This will be my 5th attempt . Started preparation after internship only. During ug , apart from college exams , never took any pg prep courses .I am an average student during ug period. In neetpg22 I got 99k+ rank , nov 16 ini 25k , neetpg23 35k , mayini - 9.6k . My friends all got good ranks and are planning to join pg , I want to do better and give one more chance for myself . But my parents are not supportive , it really hurts when they tell that I can't do better even if I give one more exam . Sometimes I consider taking non clinical branches . But I don't really know what I want. Seeing people get top ranks in the internship itself makes me feel like a loser. Sometimes it's really difficult to just start studying. Sometimes I wonder is this really what I want? . Can't cope up with the prep phase . At night when I try to sleep , all I am feeling is guilt , guilt of not studying during ug period , guilt of wasting 1 yr , guilt of wasting money. Feeling so alone in the process . Can't talk to my parents , can't really talk to my friends as they are enjoying their time right now . I don't know I just want to rant , don't know where to go 🙃
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2023.05.29 05:08 Adrik-Doe I love my best friend
First of all, apologies if I don't express myself correctly. English isn't my first language and I am intoxicated as of now.
He's the most amazing person I know. I genuinely think that meeting him was one of the best things to happen to me. We live in a place where everyone has problems, maybe economically or socially, but he got the worst of them all: family. He's never got along with his family and he has grown to develop depression and other problems that make him susceptible to be disappointed in people often, which makes him go into a loop of self doubt and anxiety, spiralling into pits of even worse depression. He is very sweet, always caring for others, even though he often tells me that the only person that he's sweet to is me because I'm his best friend, I've seen that he naturally can get along with people he doesn't even like, that's just who he is, amazing. At one point he was addicted to Clonazepam (I don't know if this medicament is the named the same in other places, but it's basically a depression treatment, that's highly addictive) but he managed to get through it due to sheer will power. He often doubts his own capabilities, and I consider that to be his worst flaw, because he and I both know he can do anything he set himself to do. Honestly I wasn't even planning to be his best friend, I met him through another person who I thought I would get along with more than him, but one day he came to my house a day where me and my friends got drunk/high and he guided me through it since it was my first time smoking pot, and I am forever grateful for his company. We grew closer since he often hang around my school (he stopped studying during the lockdown but when students returned to the school, he was there since he hates to be alone a lot because solitude makes him spirale into bad thoughts) and he was honestly pretty chill. As we grew closer, I noticed we shared a lot of opinions in the world, but still kept ourselves in check and were honest to each other. I first found out about his suicidal thoughts when one day he was drunk told me that I should get used to the idea that one day he wouldn't be around any longer, because he didn't saw himself any future, but at this point we had grown so close that I broke down in tears in front of a pizzería. Do you know how fucked up is it to be comforted by a person you love about their own death? It's horrible, I must've been the one making sure everything would be okay. I knew he was my best friend rather quickly and the idea of him killing himself made my stomach hurt. It was one of the few things that made me cry like a baby. Fortunately, after a lot of time together (he's slept at my house after running away from his) he's confessed to me that he is trying to get better, and if I trust one person's word, it's him.
I love him with all my heart, I've always been very open about my love, which is weird for a male where I live since we all grew with the macho idea of a man, but I've never been afraid to kissing and hugging people that I love, thing that I do often with him. I spent almost all of our time together speaking of deep stuff and hugging him freely, kissing his head to comfort him. I am good being open about myself, but not so much about being vulnerable, but with him it doesn't matter. He's comforted me through heartbreaks, something he knows about a lot.
He is my other half, and I don't ever want to live in a world without him. I am not attracted to him, I know, I am pansexual and I'm not ashamed of admitting who I am attracted to, but my love for him is more strong than everyone else I've loved outside of family, and I... I don't even know what to say anymore.
He's been living in his workplace, friends houses and everyone he can find a place to sleep, he can't bare to live with his parents since they don't understand him, despite of their love.
I don't know what my point is, I guess my dream is to get a place to live (probably an apartment, I'm pretty minimalist) and I want to live with him. I want him to see my kids grow, I want him to be my best man, I want him to be my children best parent (I think that's the term), I want him to share his whole life with me, but sometimes I feel like I can't help him through his problems since I've had a very good life with a good family, so I don't know how to deal with such a bad situation, and he often tells me "You're the only one who listens to me, the only one who understands what pain is, and that's all the help I need" but if I ever wake up knowing that I'll never chat with him again, I'll never drink with him untill we're blackout drunk, if I never see nice guys together with him, if he's not with me, I don't want to keep going on, but I know I have to. I have to live a life he was worthy of.
I can't express how much I love him. I can't express how lost I will be lost will be without him. I can't express anything that's worth of his name. I can't express what my purpose was when I decided to write this.
I love my best friend with all of my heart, and I'm afraid that he doesn't love himself as much.
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2023.05.29 05:07 Zilloclaw The Moonshadow Slave
It was a dark and dangerous night in the Midnight desert, with the Soulfang serpents lurking around, waiting to sink their fangs into a victim to consume their soul.
Luckily, though there was an oasis in the desert, and a new group, Team Zym, was safe inside of it. Two members of this group had been there before, but the rest hadn’t.
“This place is beautiful!” The young King Ezran exclaimed as he took in the oasis; a lush green area contained in a huge magical shield.
“Yes it is,” Ezran’s older half-brother, Callum, agreed.
“Yeah, but we should probably get some rest,” Rayla said.
After their failure to get the clue to the location of Aaravos’s prison from Rex Igneous, the group had gone back to Katolis to think. They had realized that the next clue to Aaravos’s prison was in the possession of the Archdragon of the Ocean, but they needed a guide to that dragon. And while Callum and Rayla had travelled with Nyx the Skywing, they had learned that she knew a lot about the ocean. So they had travelled back into the Midnight Desert to try and find her, but they had had no luck.
So Team Zym had gone to the Oasis and now they settled down to sleep.
Ezran, Bait and Zym slept next to each other.
Rayla and Callum on the other hand, lay apart from each other.
Rayla sighed as she wished she could sleep next to Callum. During their journey to return the Dragon Prince to his mother, they had fallen in love and shared several kisses, but later, Rayla’s lingering anger and grief over the loss of her parents and her mentor at the hands of the ruthless dark mage Lord Viren had led her to leave Callum to seek revenge. She had lied to him that they would look for Viren together, and then left him on his BIRTHDAY of all days.
Callum had already forgiven Rayla, but things were still awkward between them. They both wanted things to go back to the way they were, but they both knew they needed to rebuild the trust between them again.
But it wasn’t just the awkwardness, something else was happening.
Rayla and Callum were both eighteen now; officially adults. They still felt deeply for each other, and something new unfamiliar feeling had awakened within them. A nice warm feeling.
Looking Callum, sleeping so peacefully now, Rayla wanted more than anything to be lie down beside him, but she restrained herself.
Rayla knew that the awkwardness between her and Callum was her fault. She may have had good reasons for leaving, but that did not change the fact that she had deceived and abandoned him. Regret pierced Rayla’s heart as she thought of how her own desire for revenge had almost cost her the one last person who truly loved her. I was so obsessed with revenge that I almost lost him for good, she thought.
Rayla needed to think, and she couldn’t think clearly staring at her handsome prince mage. So she stood up and walked to another place near the edge of the oasis. She sat down upon a log and looked out into the desert, letting her confused thoughts flow through her head. She wanted more than anything than to get back with Callum, but how could she regain his trust?
Furthermore, she couldn’t think of a way to deal with these strange new warm feelings of hers. This… lust. She wanted Callum in a way she had wanted no one before.
Rayla was a beautiful Moonshadow Elf; a type of elf that drew power from the magical energy of the moon. As an elf, she had four fingers on each of her petite hands, dark violet stubby horns and pointed ears that peeked out from underneath her hair. She was slim and willowy with shoulder-length white hair, light pink skin, and purple eyes that had indigo tear-like elven markings underneath them. She wore a braid on the right side of her head. She also wore a form fitting teal and navy bodysuit secured by a black vest, dark brown straps, and a dark brown belt embellished with a silver brooch. The outfit was topped off with thigh-high navy blue boots and bracers. Now that she was eighteen and officially an adult, Rayla’s body had become a bit curvier, and her breasts had grown a little larger and perkier. And with the maturing of her body came new feelings.
A sudden touch on Rayla’s hand startled her. She looked up, expecting to see Callum. But it wasn’t. It was Stella, the female cuddlemonkey she had found and adopted while hunting Viren. “Oh, hey Stella,” Rayla cooed, giving the little primate a gentle touch on the nose. Stella chirped gently, looking at Rayla with huge eyes.
Rayla sighed. “Ah, I don’t know what to do Stella. I want Callum to trust me again, and I… I want him, but I don’t know how to get back with him.”
Stella gently nuzzled Rayla’s four-fingered hand. “Thanks, Stella, but there are problems you can’t nuzzle away,” Rayla said gently, appreciating the gesture, but knowing it could not make her problems go away.
Rayla’s thoughts drifted back to Callum; his handsome face, his powerful magic, and she felt the strange hot feeling in her body again. It seemed to burn like a fire in her skin. What could she do with these feelings?
For a long time, Rayla just sat there, thinking her strange thoughts and feeling her strange feelings.
Then, quite suddenly, Rayla became aware that Stella was not beside anymore. “Stella?” She asked, looking around. When Rayla look over her shoulder, she gasped, her purple eyes widening in shock and horror.
Standing several feet behind her was a huge, green creature, dressed in armor and with a green face like a pig. It was holding Stella tight in its hands and keeping one hand tight over the cuddlemonkey’s mouth to keep her from screaming.
“Hey, let her go!” Rayla cried, leaping to her feet and reaching for her butterfly blades. But before she could even touch them, two long, strong, green arms swung down and wrapped a large, white kerchief around Rayla’s mouth, sealing it shut.
“HYRAGMMMHHGAMMMMPH!” Rayla sputtered incoherently through her gag. Instinctively, she grabbed it and tried to pull it off, but the creature that was pulling the gag against her lips was too strong. It tied the gag behind the nape of her neck in a VERY hard knot, sealing her mouth tight shut and muffling her voice. “LHH MHH GHH!” Rayla whined through her gag. “LHH MHH GHH! MMMMMMPH!”
The creature behind Rayla seized her arms and forced them behind her back. Then, there was a jingling sound something made of metal and had chains was whipped out. Next moment, there was clicking sound as a pair of iron shackles was slapped onto Rayla’s slender wrists. “OWRMPH!” Rayla gasped through her gag as she felt the cold metal snap onto her wrists. That HURT! She thought.
Rayla was quite helpless now; with her mouth tightly gagged, her wrists cuffed behind the small of her back, and her shoulders held tightly by the creature behind her, she couldn’t move. “GHH OFHH MHH! LHH GHH! MMMMMMMPH!” Rayla whined through her gag, wriggling and thrashing will all her might, but the creature was too strong.
Rayla was able to take one last look at Stella before the creature forced her to turn around, revealing itself to be yet another big, green, armored, two-legged creature with a boar-like face. Before Rayla could do anything, the creature raised its right hand, curled it into a fist, and PUNCHED Rayla square in the forehead!
“OWRMPH!” Rayla grunted through her tight gag as the creature punched her so hard that her white-haired head buckled under the blow. Rayla straightened up. She felt stiff and then dizzy. Her purple eyes rolled in her head and her vision went foggy. Then, very slowly, the beautiful Moonshadow Elf fell to the ground, blacking out before she even hit it.
The two Gamorreans looked down at their new captive with satisfaction. They had been sent by their master to hunt for new slaves, and they had found one.
They looked at each other and smiled in their own hideous way. “Jabba will be pleased,” they said in unison.
To be continued...
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2023.05.29 05:07 bodhijbd Talk about a short trip..
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This pax waited longer for me to pick them up than it did to take them out of the parking lot and ONE block to the apartment gate (where they got out). The parking lot is the majority of that 0.20 mile submitted by bodhijbd to uberdrivers [link] [comments]
No mobility issues, no heavy bags, nothing I could think of that would make sense to call an Uber. Maybe safety walking at night..?
Uber Eats has canceled a trip this short before but apparently not Uber rides
2023.05.29 05:07 SimpleAndBeyond Is our puppy getting enough exercise?
Hi everyone. We have an 11 week old cavapoo. Crate training has been going really well, however, the last few days she’s not been wanting to settle and keeps waking up after only 30-60 mins when she would usually nap for a good 2 hours and when she doesn’t get enough sleep she really does turn into a little gremlin. We do usually follow a routine of 2 hours down, 1-1.5 hours awake with a night time sleep of 9.30pm-7am.
We’re wondering if she’s not getting tired out enough to be able to nap well. We live in an apartment and try to play fetch and tug of war in the hallway with her in the morning for 10-15 minutes, unfortunately she seems to lose interest in fetch fairly quickly and we generally play and cuddle with her for another 30. I also use her breakfast to do some command training. During the day I’m working so try and play with her for 20ish minutes for every hour she is awake and during lunch will do another quick fetch and tug of war and will again use her lunch to do command training. And at night we’ll play some more but I feel like this isn’t enough but not sure what more we can do without taking her outside, which we can’t do yet.
Any tips or ideas would be greatly appreciated!!!
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2023.05.29 05:07 KittyRenuwu I’m done
33 almost 34 spent most of my life just trying to stay housed. I don’t care anymore. I want to die in someone’s arms and feel loved for a little while, I’m too tired.
My family is really fucked up and constantly causes me problems, I get into relationships with liars and people who refuse to support themselves because I’m “kind” and people see that as a weakness. I just wanted to have a small apartment and someone to share it with, I don’t think that’s ever going to happen and I just want it over with. I’m so tired of being isolated and treated like I’m disposable.
I didn’t ask to be born disabled, I wish my mom had just tossed me in a dumpster or something. She reminds me constantly how much of a burden I am, how much of a leech I am, she literally made my body. Idk what she or anyone wants from me. I’d rather it be over. This isn’t living.
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2023.05.29 05:06 RevolutionaryArm5500 New to UberEats
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Can anyone enlighten me, I’ve been doing UberEats for about 3 weeks now and I get this…. I am always polite, always go up to apartments…. Is there something I am missing / doing wrong? submitted by RevolutionaryArm5500 to UberEATS [link] [comments]
Also, would they ban me from UberEats for bad ratings?
2023.05.29 05:06 vyktym Got some options for $1m incoming, but not sure on best way to proceed.
It's fairly complicated, but I'll try to cut it short:
36 Years old, 0 qualifications, married, no children.
Assets: House in Ipswich, QLD ~$350,000 460 Acre Land ~$1,000,000 2022 Audi A3 ~$55,000 (My daily and our long trips car, great on fuel/safety/comfy) 2010 Nissan Skyline ~$15,000 (Her daily, bad on fuel, good fun) Computer Shop ~$90,000 Assorted motorbikes ~$30,000
Debts: House in Ipswich, QLD~$180,000 Audi A3 - 4.4 years to go at $228/week and $17k balloon at end ($53kish?) Business & Income tax debt ~$75k Credit card debt ~$10k
~$130k pre-tax per annum (Operations Manager for disability support company.) ~$26k from computer shop being sold to a friend ($500/wk until it's paid for).
Circumstances to note: - Wife currently earns $0, will get back to work soon and earning ~$60k (pregnancy loss, mental health etc.).
- MIL lives with us in small 3BR house in the suburbs, we need to find somewhere to live in 6-9 months else it'll end in a giant sh!tstorm between MIL and wife.
- MIL will rent Ipswich house at $320/week once wife and I move out. $360/wk if she gets a housemate. House currently costs ~$275/wk on variable interest rate, 25 years to go.
Currently trying to sell the block of land, getting a fair bit of interest. Thinking the best option once it sells is to pay out Ipswich house, pay out tax and CC debt, pay out the Audi. The wife's expressed interest in wanting a decently nice house for us to live in on a good amount of land ~45mins west of Ipswich. I like the idea of this too, I'd be best pleased with being out there. Would make for a 45 min commute to/from work daily, but I'd say it's "worth".
Should leave me with ~$700k. Use this to buy 2 x more cheap houses ($350k each). have the rental income from all 3 ($320 + $400? + $400? = $1,120/wk) with 0 debt give the bank a good reason to give us an ~$800k house which will have itself paid for solely with the rental income from the other 3 houses, with cash to spare. With my decent income and hopefully hers, they'll throw cash at us.
I guess the big question is: Pay out the Ipswich house and buy 3 more houses, OR, pay out debts and put cash into other investments?
I lost ~$150k 18 months ago in some terrible trades, so a bit hesitant to do that again....
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2023.05.29 05:06 ElectricEel404 Now am 18 and parents have no legal obligation to take care of me, but keep taking my money
Sorry in advance for the long post, but I feel I need to give full context I am 18 and doing summer classes, which they are paying for, and will be taking fall classes(free through scholarship) this year. I have been applying to jobs and hopefully will get one soon, especially since I have more credentials (working my ass of high school year and getting certifications and such). HOWEVER, my parents have a joint account with me that we created when I was a minor, they take my money(have taken over a 1000 dollars) and refuse to give it back for bs reasons, and have made it clear that they will not stop taking out my money since I haven't "proven" myself yet. To most people, the solution seems simple, "stop being ungrateful, your parents pay for everything", and while I am extremely grateful to have food on my plate, clothes on my back, and a place to sleep, my parents are extremely strict, and have made it clear that now that I am 18, if I dont obey them completely or piss them off in any sort of way they legally have no obligation to feed me, clothe me, or even give me a place to live. This wouldnt be a problem if they didnt keep taking my money so I would actually be able to afford my own food, clothes, and place to live. So far its only been 2000 plus a couple extra here and there, but once I get a stable source of income, it will escalate. It will start of with 6000, "we're just holding on to it so you dont spend it all, 10,000, "we are investing it in the stock market and will give it back to you when you *really* need it", my entire savings "we are your parents, were just doing whats best for you, its not like you need it anyways since you are living under our roof rent free". And once again, I know that I am lucky to have a place to live in a decent neighborhood, theres no denying that it is their house and they dont have any obligation to let me live there and they are just being generous, I dont have a problem with that, if they want to kick me out they have that right since they have no obligation to take care of me, what I DO have a problem with is taking *MY* hard earned money for bs reasons then complaining that I dont have enough money and that i'm not developing my money saving skills, which I cant even develop if they constantly take away my money. I'm being kept on a leash, and holding their generosity to let me stay over my head and taking away any other options. They said that they dont want me moving out for the next couple of years. My previous plan was to work and save up enough money to leave, I was under a fantasy that they would give my money back, let me open my own account without any sort of threats or fights, and help me/support me with the move in process, but after they've come clean about what they're really using my money for (investing in the stock market) and that they have no plans to give it back or stop taking what is mine, I have no other choice but to take out student loans. Will I be able to take out student loans during the fall semester, is it through fasfa? Can I even do that since I am still technically dependent on my parents. Will they take into account my parents income knowing that they wont be financially supporting me? I've already filled out my fasfa with my parents so I could do the summer college courses, so can I even take out loans? (I didnt get any money from fasfa btw, grant, loan, or otherwise). Can I just walk into my colleges financial aid center, ask for a student loan, get the money and walk out? I know i'll have to create my own bank account, but that might start a fight so I need to do it when I am 100 percent certain of my plan. I dont have a car but I can always use uber, and I do have a drivers license. I know I should be grateful but I cant live like this! Constantly worrying if when I come home my shit will be thrown out on the street and I wont be let inside because i'm "not doing good enough in class" or "not adhering by our impossible rules". To make things worse, they are hardcore conservatives and i'm gay, trans, and a whole bunch of other shit that they constantly complain and say I cant be as long as I am living under their roof. And when I say they are homophobic and transphobic I mean *hardcore* kick you out of the house kind.
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2023.05.29 05:05 elteza Rental Crisis
Question for those in the know:
As a kiwi with wife and 4 kids in tow looking to make the move to Australia in the new year (Brisbane admittedly is the favourite but is not the only option), I have to ask, just how bad is the rental crisis in Brisbane? The aim will be to buy a house but until we establish ourselves we likely will look to rent.
I've been following the local news and of course this sub to try and get a feel for how it's going on the ground. Am I wrong to estimate that the shortage is primarily an issue for young, single people or those looking to rent 1-2 bedroom homes?
I also have the homes.com.au app which I check regularly and still see decent availability for 4-bedroom homes. The houses look, for the most part, in good nick (I understand the PM probably often use stock footage rather than up to date pics) the prices seem reasonable, and I can't help but compare them to here in NZ, which really is getting out of control.
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2023.05.29 05:05 gallick-gunner Enabling Optional features (DirectPlay) in Ghost Spectre?
2023.05.29 05:04 ElectricEel404 Moving out of toxic parents home but they wont let my keep my own money
Sorry in advance for the long post, but I feel I need to give full contextI am 18 and doing summer classes, which they are paying for, and will be taking fall classes(free through scholarship) this year. I have been applying to jobs and hopefully will get one soon, especially since I have more credentials (working my ass of high school year and getting certifications and such). HOWEVER, my parents have a joint account with me that we created when I was a minor, they take my money(have taken over a 1000 dollars) and refuse to give it back for bs reasons, and have made it clear that they will not stop taking out my money since I haven't "proven" myself yet. To most people, the solution seems simple, "stop being ungrateful, your parents pay for everything", and while I am extremely grateful to have food on my plate, clothes on my back, and a place to sleep, my parents are extremely strict, and have made it clear that now that I am 18, if I dont obey them completely or piss them off in any sort of way they legally have no obligation to feed me, clothe me, or even give me a place to live.This wouldnt be a problem if they didnt keep taking my money so I would actually be able to afford my own food, clothes, and place to live. So far its only been 2000 plus a couple extra here and there, but once I get a stable source of income, it will escalate. It will start of with 6000, "we're just holding on to it so you dont spend it all, 10,000, "we are investing it in the stock market and will give it back to you when you *really* need it", my entire savings "we are your parents, were just doing whats best for you, its not like you need it anyways since you are living under our roof rent free".
And once again, I know that I am lucky to have a place to live in a decent neighborhood, theres no denying that it is their house and they dont have any obligation to let me live there and they are just being generous, I dont have a problem with that, if they want to kick me out they have that right since they have no obligation to take care of me, what I DO have a problem with is taking *MY* hard earned money for bs reasons then complaining that I dont have enough money and that i'm not developing my money saving skills, which I cant even develop if they constantly take away my money. I'm being kept on a leash, and holding their generosity to let me stay over my head and taking away any other options. They said that they dont want me moving out for the next couple of years.My previous plan was to work and save up enough money to leave, I was under a fantasy that they would give my money back, let me open my own account without any sort of threats or fights, and help me/support me with the move in process, but after they've come clean about what they're really using my money for (investing in the stock market) and that they have no plans to give it back or stop taking what is mine,
I have no other choice but to take out student loans. Will I be able to take out student loans during the fall semester, is it through fasfa? Can I even do that since I am still technically dependent on my parents. Will they take into account my parents income knowing that they wont be financially supporting me? I've already filled out my fasfa with my parents so I could do the summer college courses, so can I even take out loans? (I didnt get any money from fasfa btw, grant, loan, or otherwise). Can I just walk into my colleges financial aid center, ask for a student loan, get the money and walk out? I know i'll have to create my own bank account, but that might start a fight so I need to do it when I am 100 percent certain of my plan. I dont have a car but I can always use uber, and I do have a drivers license. I know I should be grateful but I cant live like this! Constantly worrying if when I come home my shit will be thrown out on the street and I wont be let inside because i'm "not doing good enough in class" or "not adhering by our impossible rules". To make things worse, they are hardcore conservatives and i'm gay, trans, and a whole bunch of other shit that they constantly complain and say I cant be as long as I am living under their roof. And when I say they are homophobic and transphobic I mean *hardcore* kick you out of the house kind.
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2023.05.29 05:04 Chocs73r Nervous? Scared? “Niggles” “Momentum”
You should be. It is what drives us, how can you fight properly if you’ve got nothing to lose( Brighton, Brentford). We tried to win the UCL in 2021, we failed. We tried again in 2022, we failed again. But we didn’t give up, we went to war again. We went to war in 5 competitions, we’ve lost 2 and the 115 or 130 PL charges, “It doesn’t feel right at city at the moment. Eras come to an end, is it coming to an end?” Everything seemed to fall apart, everything at risk. And what came next, our warriors showed up for the war again, we fought to deserve to win, to show how much we fcking wanted to win it. Our next final frontier, Wembley.
Now with all the talk and doubts about momentum and niggles, do you really think these “niggles” and “momentum” leave bigger bruises than other physical and mental injuries throughout the season? I for one, don’t. Come match day, even if one of our warriors shows up, others will join him. Thin line between winning and losing, difference most often lies in not quitting. No matter what outcome, we play not to win it or not to lose it, we play to deserve to win it.
To somewhat make you more nervous for our battle ahead, watch this again https://youtu.be/f62PqJTb-uE
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2023.05.29 05:04 menage_a_trois123 Looking for someone to sublet my apartment on Green & Sixth (next to Target) for fall 2023!
I will be taking a semester off for studying abroad, and looking for someone to take up my room at a 2 bed 1 bath. Here are the details: Property:
707 S Sixth St, Champaign IL. Managed by JSM. Right behind Gameday.
- Fully furnished, including closets and storage space, AC/Heater, in-unit washedrier, and free access to the JSM fitness centre downstairs.
- Utilities: Water, Sewer, Recycling, and Internet.
- More information here: 707 S. Sixth JSM Living Sublease period: Start as early as August 18th 2023. End as late as January 15th 2024.
If anyone is interested, please DM! If you'd like to move in with a roommate and occupy both bedrooms, we can make an arrangement for that as well. If not, my current roommate is very clean and considerate.
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2023.05.29 05:04 Spikefall9777 Can i be sued for defamation of character over a Facebook post?
A dude i was trying to rent an apartment with is threating to sue me over a Facebook post after he decided to manipulate me for over a week by pretending to be a super hot co worker of his he said he was going to set up with me. he said he did it all because he felt like i disrespected him. So i made a Facebook post calling him out and he is not happy about it.
This is in Arkansas, USA
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2023.05.29 05:04 mudskips Did anyone feel the memories in BOTW are better than the memories in this game?
I think because the memories in BOTW are centered around the relationship growth between Link and Zelda, I felt many more times emotionally invested in the plot and development. The memories in this game just don't hit the same way. It's not even close, apart from the non-geoglyph memories (those tend to be a lot better). It doesn't help that the scripting for the English dub was pretty cringe
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2023.05.29 05:04 Marksman08YT Need 2 for OG CMM (last gen)
Have 1 need 2 for Apartments CMM. Prior experience highly appreciated, some form of communication is a MUST (let me know if you'd like to use discord and I will invite you to a group chat.)
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2023.05.29 05:03 Drechenaux Claustrophobia
I'm nearly out of breath as I reach my destination- the fifth floor. Running up and down the stairs an average of ten times a day gets annoying- but it is part of my job.
I've had lots of people ask me the same question- why not just use the elevator?
"I'm just really claustrophobic," I say. Occasionally I'll just throw in a different answer for fun- like that I'm trying to lose weight or something like that.
But that never captures the whole truth.
I honestly don't know why it started with me- there's no one else I've met with the same problem. I don't know if I did something wrong- though as far as I know I didn't do anything to trigger it. Our house wasn't built on some sort of sacred Native American burial ground, it wasn't occupied by a Satanic cult, and I had not bought anything cursed off the Dark Web.
But I'm getting ahead of myself.
I was eight when it first happened. My bedroom was on the second floor of my home- there was a long hallway leading out of it to a second bathroom, and in the middle were the stairs. The lights were usually turned off at the end of the hallway so that while I could peer out at it from the open door of my bedroom if I adjusted my head a little while sleeping, I wouldn't see anything but a curtain of black.
One day that all changed. I just guess that I'm glad that I was walking up the stairs when it happened, I had turned around to hop into my bed when I felt it.
And I turned around.
In the darkness- there was something else. A void that consumed even the shadows with even darker shadows- a figure devoid of light. It had the shape of a man.
And it began to move towards me.
I flew down the stairs and nearly tripped, though I was unharmed thankfully.
I cried to my parents about it and they reassured me that it was nothing but a figment of my mind.
And for two years, it never happened again. I slept in my bed and had nearly forgotten about it.
Until it happened again.
This time I was in my bed when he began to approach. I had nearly fallen asleep when the darkness moved, and I got a better look at him this time. He was truly a being of nothing but black. He moved- he was slow, but he moved nonetheless towards me.
I jumped out of bed, but he was blocking the entrance to the stairs now. I seriously considered jumping out the window when thankfully my screams called my father upstairs- and the man vanished.
I told him I had just had a nightmare, but I slept in a spare room on the ground floor after that. I always had the window open just in case I needed to jump out.
Adulthood came and with no further interactions with that man, I almost forgot about him.
Two years ago, I was walking down the stairs of the apartment complex I had moved into after college. I was headed towards the laundromat- we had one in the basement of our building. A few quarters lighter, I was about to go back up to watch some television before coming back in around half an hour when my heart nearly froze.
I saw him. At the top of the stairs.
He was every bit as terrifying as I remembered him- no features, just a void in the silhouette of a man.
He began to come downstairs. I panicked and turned- but there was no way out. Our laundromat was old and didn't even have any windows- we were technically underground as it was.
I thought I was done for until I heard voices coming from above- and the shadow vanished. Thankfully some other folks had to come down. Unlike the other two instances where I saw him, this was in the middle of the day.
I've realized two things since then. One, that the man never approaches me while there are other people around.
Two, that while he is slow, he's always tried to corner me in a place where I can't run. And I just know that the day he catches me- it's going to be all over. Death, or a fate worse than that, awaits me the moment he lays one of his formless hands on me.
I was saved twice by other people, but I don't think my luck will last a third time.
I have to always make sure that I'm in a crowded area- but as you can imagine that's not always possible.
And so, I always have to be vigilant. I need to always make sure that there are at least two exits wherever I go. Elevators? I can't count on there always being people in them- and if someone gets off before my floor- well, what a coincidence! I have to get off on that floor too. I just don't risk it most of the time.
But it's hard to explain all of that to someone you've just met, I'm sure you understand.
And so I tell them something which, now that I think about it- is true.
"I'm just claustrophobic."
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2023.05.29 05:03 hammerclouds Short term auto insurance
I live in the US and I'm taking a vacation to Italy for a week and a half. I was going to rent a car but my friend suggested I just drive one of his cars and save money. Allianz Travel Insurance and Enterprise were no help in getting any auto insurance. Is driving in Italy without auto insurance illegal? Any suggestions or companies that provide this type of insurance? Thanks.
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2023.05.29 05:02 IzumiChan22 received aid package how do u know if you'll get a refund
As the title says I was wondering when/how I'd know if I'll get a refund. I'm planning on using it for rent so I'd really like to know.
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2023.05.29 05:02 Loose_Mail_786 I need your help/ I’m drunk
Hey, so I’m drunk tonigut. And I’m just done. I thought it will help to end it all but I can’t event do it because I’m too soft after drinking a few white claw.
Want your advise. I’m sure I need help but I don’t know who to. Reach.
I’m getting a new job so financially should be ok soon if I can make it work.
But I’m married with a younger girl since over a year and I guess she just use me for immigration as we never done anything and I live with my ex wife simply to share rent and take care of our pets.
My life is a mess and. I don’t know what to do. I lovey wife but I feel like she don’t want me at all. I suffer so much for over four years it’s insane.
I will prob. Delete that when I’m sober so I’m sorry.
I’m moto sure why I drink tonigut. But my head was hurting so bad I. Had to ubs e a breaks
Love you all
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2023.05.29 05:01 SpammyMauer How badly did I eff this up?
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I am pretty sure this was my grandmother's, acquired from my late brother's kitchen. My husband has a habit of wanting to cook, but not clean or properly care for jack shit. Hence, I discovered this pan outide, covered in not only rust, but layers of chunks of what some may call "seasoning." submitted by SpammyMauer to castiron [link] [comments]
I brought it inside to the kitchen (with another that was just rusty) and he "cleaned" them then placed them on a shelf in the garage where I keep the deluge of cookware from my late amateur chef brother's home.
Knowing he would not do the job right, I allowed him a chance to do it, then checked to see if today would be the day I would be pleasantly surprised.
I found the pans stacked with the bottom pot still wet inside. Not only was it wet, but I then realized it reeked of rancid oil. At this point, given his history of being "not worried about that right now," I was fairly certain the lumpy surface was from him cooking steak after chop after whatever and just cooking off the grease with the bbq fire before starting again.
I kind of sort of reacted.
Being thoroughly disgusted, I took a scrubber, a razor blade scraper, and then coarse then fine grit sand paper to the pan to remove the filth.
Then, in an effort to see how to properly season it, I landed here.
So, tell me. How bad it it? Apart from not throwing it into a bonfire, I went a little medieval on it in my utter disgust.