Ironic that the day I got sick, people started spreading rumors that I'm pregnant. I'm not.
It's a rumor I can live with haha. I'm getting there in age, so maybe next year, eh? I think what makes people drop the rumor fast is how comfortable I am with it. :P
It's very hard not to write about what bothers me. People tell me, well, it's just one month. Yeah. One more month of doing so much extra. One more month of not getting treated fairly by one person. When you are the lowest rank and a woman, you are the lowest to some people. It's sad.
It doesn't matter if 99 percent of people respect you, if one person with "power" hates you, it brings you down fast.
And my beautiful fucked up dyslexic brain... it's the only thing I have going for me. I don't have a college degree or schooling. I have this genius brain of mine that's being suppressed every step of the way. :(
People shouldn't be jealous. You don't feel like a moron most of the time like me. I'm a living oxymoron. I have to give 110% to be smart. I have to watch videos to learn. I have to re-read instructions again and again.
I just hope things work out for me. I'm tired.
Something many people never knew about me. I actually have a phobia. Ichthyophobia. I don't hate live fish. In fact, I love sharks. But as soon as they're dead or someone is eating it, I can't be near them. I will over wash my hands if I made contact. It's just so gross.
The other week I was catching up on the Chilling Adventures of Sabrina. I don't have Netflix so I watch series slowly when I have time.
I'm up to the part where Hilda gets turned into a spider by what I'm assuming is Arachne. All because she thinks spiders are cute and make good pets. I've been in this debate before. The all too familiar "How do you know how the spider feels about that?!"
I honestly don't but I'm on Hilda's side.
Spiders live longer under the right conditions as pets. They are given food instead of looking for it.
They have almost no danger to worry about if you know what you're doing. And female tarantulas as pets can live up to 20 years or more. So how is it cruel? It's just propaganda to stop people from having pets.
Even if you give me the "they are wild animals" routine, so what?? I'm giving them the best life. Not like I'm hurting anyone.
I'm giving my cats the best life too and my cat was found as a stray.
So the moral of the story is, if I was turned into a spider I would welcome it. Put me in a cage and feed me. Best life attitude lol. I'd probably want a freak show about it.
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Thousands of years ago humans lived for 15 years as wild animals.
Now they live 100 years inside homes, with food, medication and hygiene.
It doesn't take a genius to see this and call propaganda for what it is.
I mean, unless someone wants to tell me that they'd rather die after 15 years of a miserable, terrible life. If they can tell me that, then I'd really believe their stance on animals being better off in the wild.
The spider feels nothing about anything because spiders can't rationalize situations. All they know is survival.
Where is survival better? The wild or with an owner? Answer most of the time is with an owner.
OdellBACKHAM, you know what sucks the most? Ever notice that you hardly see ball pythons in NYC? Because you need a fancy license. These snakes are not dangerous but someone decided it was okay to ban them.
Idiots. Ignorant fucks.
Well personally, I hardly see any snakes or spiders because I was brainwashed about them as a child and I'm scared of them / don't know anything about them. So I avoid them at all costs.
Dogs and cats are more destructive lol. A small snake bite from a non venomous snake is nothing.
I've never been bitten but my corn snake I can imagine feels like rose thorns. Compared to a pitbull? I'd rather take my chances with a snake lol.
I understand that now, as an adult with my own mind lol
I've been very frustrated lately. Might be tmi but I "wasn't feeling well", (if ya know what I mean.) and I went to work *Day 1*. Exercise helps you not feel pain, working is the best in that sense. But really I haven't felt sick in years because I'm in the best shape.
Day 2. Wake up at 3am crying for no reason. Literally no reason.
Got up at 4:50am for work. Very intense. Overworked. Stressed out.
11am hits and I'm not feeling so good... nausea. 11:30 and I vomit. Wtf??
So I say I'm going home but I can't drive. I just really don't want to be near people at all.
I feel overheated anyway. I take a nice long walk. 40 minutes later I'm in town. Walked 2.1 miles, not including the super big driveway.
Spaced out at Walmart to waste time. But I can't spend much because I'm broke. So I refilled any prescription I had. Waited an hour for my asthma spray lol.
That didn't kill enough time... bullshit with my friend on the phone...
All I can eat are tortilla chips.
Got picked up to go home finally at around 3:35pm
Day 3. Feeling better but very tired and cranky lol. Home from work. Thank god tomorrow I can sleep.
Stress is killer man. I sware.
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