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Friday, March 7, 2008

The end of a breakdown... or the beginning of another


Warning!! Very long vent post!
Read when you've got the time!


I've done something that's either completely nuts, or completely freeing! What I have done could either make me or break me! I have no idea!!!

Most of my life I have been put in horrible situations, harassed verbally, physically and sexually. I have been a pushover all my life and have always let people take advantage of me.

I can't bring myself to talk about some experiences, because a lot of it still hurts too damn much! But every single one of these people that I have been victim to, have gotten away with it, because I let them.

The truth is, is that my life is a misery! I suffer every single day with the burden of what has been done to me. I suffer from agoraphobia because I have major trust issues and am too terrified to leave my own house! I suffer from depression and illnesses because I am under constant stress. It effects everything that I do, my thoughts, my decisions, my life! I can't even bring myself to work any more because of it!

When somebody hurts me, I end up feeling sorry for them even though it is me who is the victim. I know first hand how much it hurts to be attacked, so for that reason, I've always felt that if I was to take action against an offender, in some way, that would be like attacking them which would hurt right? I don't want to put anyone else through any pain, because I know it's not a nice feeling.

It's a lot like my relationship with my husband. He can do or say something that can really hurt me, I'll get angry at him and can say some horrible things to him to defend myself. But straight after I do, I get this strong feeling of guilt come over me, and I'll apologise to him for simply defending myself.

This is actually a very bad example, because hubby has never hurt me any where near in the way that other people have in my life. But still, I have done the same to them, when I have no reason to be sorry. It is them that are suppose to apologise to me, but instead I am sorry to them.

It is only very recently that I FINALLY came to the realisation, that this kind of thinking is wrong! For years I have let people walk all over me, and I have allowed them as though they have had every right to!

But they didn't! And they don't! I have finally for the first time ever realised that I never deserved any of it.

Sure, it has crossed my mind sometimes, when certain experiences play over and over in my mind and I cry myself to sleep over it. Sometimes I have had a moment where I've thought, that the reason why i am crying is because of what they / he / she did to me was unfair. But it never took long for me to just push the pain to the back of my mind and pretend to be happy with my life again.

But it never goes away, and it never would, because I'd never deal with it. Sometimes I get SO angry because I think surely, these people can't live with themselves for what they did to me. But instead, it is ME that can't live with MYSELF because I've let what THEY did to me affect me in ways, that it almost makes it impossible for me to get on with my day!

So finally, just a few days ago, I decided that it was about time I stood up for myself, and I did the craziest thing that I could NEVER imagine myself to do!


I've decided that it is time to fight for my justice from every single one of these people!

I wrote down a list, of every experience that makes me cry myself to sleep every night. And from the most recent, working my way down to the longest time ago, I am going to contact those people one by one and give them a piece of my mind!

Because there are so many, it is too much for one post! So I'll be doing a different post every day or so with a description of each experience I have suffered with! (there aren't gonna be a few GiGGLeS for a while!)


The most recent on my list is....


MONSTER 1!


About 18 months ago I was working for a construction company in reception. That place is full of male construction workers that were always in and out of the office! All the guys would be sleazy to me, and I would hear their degrading comments to each other about me. But that's just the same as every other bloody job I've had! I'm use to that, and it was just a normal thing to me frankly!

But there was one guy in particular (Monster 1) who was particularly sleazy to me, as well as very arrogant and cocky! As much as the way he treated me in the office insulted me and offended me, it really wasn't something I let bother me, because I knew there was no way of avoiding it (I've had it all my life and always will, so I learnt to live with it!) So like always I'd just smile and get on with my work and day, and act like no one could bring me down.

But it was at an end of the month work function where he really crossed the line.

It was a work get together with free alcohol and pizza. There were only two girls there (me and one other female worker), which made me uncomfortable but being the good little employee that I was, I felt that I'd better make the effort.

There was a small reason why I actually looked forward to it, and that was because an old friend of mine (who I'll call Dread because he has dreadlocks) who was actually my ex boyfriends best mate in high school, also worked for this company. We were actually quite good mates and I had lost contact with him when I moved to NZ. But when I heard he was gonna be at the work do, I thought it would be a good opportunity to catch up with him.

So I sat with Dread most of the time in the corner of the room catching up, and minding my own business when he was off doing other things. I'd actually learnt that Dread was no longer friends with Ex, in fact Dreads NEW best mate was now Monster 1!

Throughout the night M1 would sit across the room and yell out degrading comments towards me, I would just ignore it. For some reason he would just continue to try and provoke me and torment me, but I could not understand why! I would pull out a cigarette and before I could light it, he would run up and snatch it out of my hand and break it in half. He was really starting to upset me.
Before long, Dread had to leave because his brother was arriving from out of town, and my boss also had left at the same time because he received an important call that he had to attend to. I had arranged a ride home with the other female, so I would stay until she was ready to go.

But after Dread and my boss left, M1's behavior became worse towards me. It got to a point where I stood up, walked over to him and asked him "What the hell is your problem?"

To cut a long story short, from what he said to me made it clear that he had something against attractive women! My guess is that he has been rejected many times that he has become bitter from it! Basically, he was like "I know girls like you, you think you're so great, better than everyone else, and think you can have who and what ever you want." That kind of thing.
This guy didn't even know me, he just judged me by the way that I looked and assumed I was a snob! I tried to defend myself and it turned into an argument, and me being me, I felt bad that I defended myself, and I backed down and apologised for... well I have no idea!

During this time, one of the guys there (Smiley - who is actually a really nice guy) had arranged a huge drug deal to take place at this work function, now that the boss was gone. M1 and some other workers placed an order of how many pills each of them wanted. M1 was pressuring me to have some too, but i wanted NOTHING to do with it, the whole thing was very dodgy.

After the argument with M1, the weirdo started sleazing on to me as if I had given him permission to! He was pretty much suggesting that we duck off somewhere for a shag! I was shocked at this and imediately rejected his suggestion. But this made him angry, so angry that he slapped me across the face! It wasn't just a light slap either, it was a BANG!

I was completely shocked by it and certainly was not expecting it! Tears starting falling out of my eyes, and I just could not speak! Smiley, was just as shocked as I was and had a go at M1 for it. He told me that if I want him to kick his arse just say the word. I am a strong believer that violence does not solve anything, my husband wants to hurt a lot of people for the way they have treated me, but i am always stopping him from getting into fights, it really scares me, and I don't believe anyone deserves to get hurt.

When the tears started running down my face, M1 said to me "oh you poor baby, what are you going to do? Get your Prince charming to come to the rescue?" I replied angrily "No, because I don't want him to go to jail for your murder." And it's true, if hubby was there he probably would have killed him, he has a lot of anger for people like M1.

So after M1 provoked me more with verbal abuse, I said to him "if you slap me one more time I will kick you in the balls!" So what did he do? He smirked and then slapped me again, this time even harder.

This time I felt a lot of rage come over me, and I stood up and aimed for his balls with my foot. But just as I lifted my leg, M1 grabbed hold of it and flipped me up in the air and threw me across the room. I landed on the concrete, hitting my head on a pole.

He thought it was so funny, the whole thing just amused him and all he could do was laugh. I stood up in shock and went to look for my friend who was suppose to be my lift. But for some reason, she had left without me! I went into the bathroom and bawled my eyes out. I hate letting people see me cry, so I just pretended to be washing my hands or something.

When I cleaned myself up and had hidden my tears, I decided I'd go back and pretend like I didn't let it upset me. I had no choice as I needed to figure out a new way to get home. So I came back out and as I sat down, I joked to Smiley, "OK you can beat M1 up for me now." So Smiley started tackling M1 (kind of playfully because they are mates) and while Smiley was laughing, M1 was not!

He became so angry it was bloody scary! There was this look in his eyes as if he was about to kill Smiley. But when Smiley realised this, he backed right off and was like "Sorry man, I was only messing with ya."

By the time M1 was released from Smileys tackle, I was terrified of him. I knew then that I had better just shut up and not tick this guy off any more, because if I upset him further, he could be capable of much worse. (Even though I did NOTHING wrong!) Also too because around this time, the drug deal had arrived, and they had all taken at least 2 pills each.

At this stage I felt very uncomfortable, and very unsafe. Although I felt that I could trust Smiley, I couldn't depend on that because he was just as scared of M1 as I was.

So I just stayed where I was, in my chair like a frightened mouse! Smiley did the right thing by trying to change the subject, to get M1 in a better mood, he was telling jokes and trying to say something to laugh about.

Eventually M1 had calmed down and was laughing, and by then I had decided it was a good time for me to leave. I was living with my parents at the time, and they were just down the block, so i decided I would just walk home.

M1 was trying to get me to stay, but I politely said that I'd love to stay but I must go. (I was afraid of getting him upset again.)

So finally I got home, but I decided that I wouldn't tell anyone what had happened because a) I was afraid of him, b) I felt sorry for him, and c) Coz hubby would want to kill him. blergh!!!!

So the next Monday it was back to work. I pretended like nothing had happened and as it turned out... so did M1!!! But I was ok with this, it made it easier for me to just forget about it and get on with my life.

In the building next door to where I worked, I had made friends with this new girl who worked there. I'll call her Slut, because ffs she is one!!! Slut had just moved here from another town and didn't have any friends. So I befriended her and we would go out for smoke breaks together. She had the hots for M1, and she actually had been dating him. What I didn't mention before is that some of the awful stuff that came out of M1's mouth was about Slut. He came straight out and told me that he can't stand Slut, and that he is just using her for sex.

I felt sorry for Slut that she was head over heels for this guy that has only horrible things to say about her behind her back.
After everything was fine on the Monday, I was comfortable and quite happy that I was able to move on with everything that had happened.

But on Tuesday, I was out having a cigarette with Slut, when she asked me how the work do was. I wasn't sure whether to tell her what M1 had said about her or not, because I didn't want any part of it. But at the same time I felt terrible for her and wanted to try to convince her to not fall for him.

So without saying too much I said " lol, do you ever find that M1 can get aggressive when he drinks?" Slut said "ummm no not that I know of... why???" I just laughed and said "Oh it's no big deal, he just slapped me around a bit, it just surprised me a little." She looked confused. "Oh don't worry" I said "I laughed it off I'm sure it was playful really."

BOY WAS THAT A BIG MISTAKE!

Slut even laughed with me about it, and then it was back to work we both went.

The next day, still thinking every thing was fine, my boss asked me to ring M1 and call him into the office for a work meeting. So I dialed M1's number. M1 answered the phone "WHAT?!" I thought he must be having a bad day. I politely told him that boss wanted him to come into the office, but before I could finish he hung up on me.

20 minutes later M1 storms him and pegs his Foreman's reports at my head, and storms back out again. I was shocked. I didn't know wtf was going on. Boss came out and asked where M1 was... "I... He... he just stormed in and pegged his reports at my head and then stormed out again.." I said.

Thinking that boss would be concerned with this, all he could say was "Well why didn't you stop him??? I need to talk to him! Get on the phone and call him back in!" But no matter how many times I tried to call, M1 would not pick up, he was ignoring me.

I explained to boss that M1 wasn't answering, but he pretty much treated me like I was an idiot. "FFS I'll call him myself!" he said.

Eventually he got through to him and M1 bolted past me straight into the bosses office. (I got in trouble for "letting" M1 through too, with out giving boss warning!) Much to M1's disgust, he had to come and see me for some petty cash, as boss ordered him to go and buy some tools.

This gave me the chance to ask him what was wrong. "You're a fucking lying bitch" he said!..... This shocked me... again! "WHAT????" I asked. "You know what," he said, "You telling Slut lies that I bashed you!".... "Huh?" I said "First of all I NEVER said that, and second of all, if I did, it wouldn't have been a lie!" "Oh fuck off, you think you're so good, well let me tell YOU something, every one in this work place knows you're a liar because I've told them that you've made up this shit!" he continued, "You're a fucking liar and no one will ever believe you!" He snatched the petty cash and stormed out.

I started shaking like mad at this point. I couldn't believe what had just happened. For a start either Slut exaggerated what I had said, or M1 freaked out that I mentioned it at all and decided to get his army ready for battle. Secondly, I had let this prick get away with it, I wasn't planning on taking it further! I just couldn't believe that after I let him get away with something HORRIBLE HE did to me, HE was the one to challenge ME with it? I don't know what upset me more.

Unable to think, I walked out of the office and into the building next door to see Slut. She rolled her eyes as soon as she saw me. "Hi Slut, ummm just curious, what did you say to M1 last night?" "Oh" she said, "Don't worry, I now know the truth." 'And what truth would that be?" I asked, "Oh that you're a slut and you were trying to get into his pants all night!" My jaw dropped, she went on to say "Oh and by the way, fuck off he didn't lay a hand on you!"

I wanted to say "do you really believe that?" But I just couldn't say anything, I just walked out and headed into the bathroom to cry all over again.

After my boss basically told me to get over what ever was wrong with me and get back to work, I headed back to my desk to get on with my work. I just could not concentrate, I was dying inside to be honest. Boss needed me to call M1 again, so much to my horror I picked up the phone. If I were to type out all the further verbal abuse M1 had to said to me on the phone, this post will never end, and it's bloody too long already!

It upset me that he never let me get a word in, and I just NEEDED him to know how angry he had made me feel. So I started texting him with my defence, and it turned into text wars. During all of this I got an idea to call Smiley.

He answered the phone "Smiley, you know how M1 attacked me at the work do?" "Uh yeah, he can be a prick like that, are you ok?" he said. "No actually I'm not, he has decided to challenge me over this even though I was happy to let him get away with it, he has everyone believing I'm a liar, you were my witness, can you please tell my boss about it?" I pleaded. "Oh, look I'm sorry but I can't get into this, theres some other stuff that happened that night which I can't risk being found out (drugs) I'd rather stay out of this, but i will have a word to M1 and tell him to leave you alone."

This wasn't good enough for me, I felt totally alone. Everyone had turned against me, when I was the victim trying to protect the offender, it just didn't seem fair.

I started hyperventilating and a lady worker told me to go out and get some fresh air. I ended up walking to a mates house and just bawled my eyes out the second she opened the door.

Boss rang me and started going off his nut! "Where the fuck are you? I've got M1 here he's made a complaint about you harrassing him through text! Get back in the office, you can't just walk out ffs, you've got work to do."

Ok so now I'm really fired up! My boss didn't give a shit that M1 was harrassing me all day at work and pegged reports at my head! But here he was defending M1 because I sent him a nasty text message?

"I'm sorry boss, I just had to get out of there, I can't come back in yet, not while he is there, and besides I vomitted all over my shirt." Which i did, when I get too worked up I spew! ... "Not good enough" he said, "if you don't come in here right now, your job is going to be on the line." He threatoned. I started hyperventalating again and said "If you can't respect and support that I can not come back into work right now, then i will have no choice but to quit." I cried. "Resignation accepted!" He said, just as he hung up.

So here I was, completely freaked out by this situation, I just had my boss scream at me and I lost my job, I had my mobile phone going nuts from text messages of threats from slut, from M1, and I had Smiley begging me to not say anymore coz he didn't want to get busted for the drugs! I was just a mess!

My poor Mother came to pick me up to find that I was just an absolute train wreck! I was beyond upset! The anger and stress was almost too much for my body to handle! I don't know why i didn't drop dead.

On top of all of this, mine and Hubbys wedding was less than a month away (wedding planning is stressful enough by itself.)

So that was that! What did I do about it? Absolutely nothing! In fact! I apologised to my boss, to Slut and to M1 for defending myself yet again!

So my boss and the company got away with practicly fireing me with unfair dismissal, and M1 got away with bullying me and having the company believe that I made up this big fat lie. And Slut... well it can only end badly for her so, I couldn't care less about her.


Since then, something even worse happen. Hubby was out on his bucksnight when he ran into Dread! Here was Dread, who had been my mate for years, who i thought I could trust - telling MY soon to be husband in a couple of days... NOT to marry me!

Dread told hubby that he believes M1's side of the story and that is that I am a slut and I tried to sleep with him all night! Apparently I made up the 'lie' of M1 bashing me because I was afraid that he would tell Hubby that I tried to sleep with him??? Dread was being serious to Hubby "Seriously dude, you're a great guy, I'd hate for you to be hurt by VBF she's a slut, don't go through with the wedding."

Hubby didn't tell me about this until we were on the plane on our way to our honeymoon. Yep! Our whole honeymoon was spent with me bawling my eyes out on hubbys shoulder! I just couldn't believe that people could be so cruel. I couldn't believe that DREAD who I adored and trusted so much could try and do an awful thing! Try to sabotage my wedding??? That's pretty damn hurtful!

Lucky for me Hubby didn't believe a word Dread said and went through with the wedding! Hubby just couldn't buy that M1 would pass on an oppurtunity to sleep with me! Ha! I don't know how any idiot could believe that! M1 is a SLEAZE!!! The whole fucking town knows it!

But anyway, again I apologised to Dread for upseting him with all of this!

(I'm a Fucking idiot I know!!!!!!)

But guess what it is that I did a couple of days ago?

I contacted the company, I told them everything, about the drugs, about what happened and told them how it has ruined my life. I also told them that I am finally standing up for myself and that I hold them responsible for unfair dimissal and for not protecting nor suporting me, and I told them that I demand a FUCKING apology from the bastards!!!

I told them that I may even take it further!

Lets just say... they are investigating into it, and they are shitting their pants!... Then I will go after Monster 1!!!

To be honest, I don't know if I am ready for this, I don't know what is going to happen. It can either make me or break me! But this is the biggest step I have EVER taken in my life!

And this is just ONE of the things on my list!

It's time to get some justice ffs!

xx

Thursday, March 6, 2008

My brain never STOPS!!!

Except for when it is farting of course!


I've always thought of myself as being so BORING because I do nothing all day! But the truth is... I actually never stop!!!


I may not have an interesting life or have much to talk about when a mate rings me up and asks what have I been up to!!! But when I think about it, I'm actually occupied all damn day with things that are really quite pointless LOL!


Instead of being like most normal people, going out and looking for something fun to do I stay home and create random pointless things just for the sake of being creative!


I write songs, but never sing them! I write poems but never read them! I draw portraits but never frame them! And I make quizzes and riddles but never show them!


My brain is always filled with endless idea's of wierd shit but what is the fucking point, when i don't freaking use them!? I guess it's just a way I exercise my brain to keep myself from going insane being at home all day!!!


My family are always nagging me to use my creativity and make money out of it (bless them)! But I just don't want to ffs!!!! Dunno why! Just don't!!!



Heres an example of a pointless creation of mine....



This is something I whipped up in 20minutes just for the heck of it! It was while I was trying to think of some fun games to play for a cancer fundraiser I was hosting! (Oh I LOVE hosting partys too just to make fun for people!) I saw a bag of marbles and came up with this!!! But why? Don't ask!!!! Coz I havn't a fucking clue either! :-)...



SO YOU'VE LOST YOUR MARBLES!



So you’ve lost your marbles and you’ve gone insane,
To find them again, you must use your brain!


Here is a test, to help get them back,
Whoever does win, is the least of a quack!


So listen up carefully, Just take it all in,
It is now time for your test, let the thinking begin!



Write for me now, a four letter word,
the 4th letter’s Y, 2nd E, and N 3rd!




Here’s a strange question, I've asked it back to front,
5 with rhymes that, word letter 3 the Hunt?


“Make sure you read carefully to what I now say,”
Coz I want the first and last letter of that statement ok?


Imagine being stuck on an island, from a crash of a plane,
And you’d never be saved, you would so go insane.
It’s a lot like that show, oh what is it called?
With that guy named John Lock you know that guy that is bald?


Now what if you referred, to a friend and you,
Would you say a friend and me or a friend and who?


I’ve forgotten already what this game is about,
It was about losing what? come on help me out?


Don’t think this is over, don’t think you have won,
Think fast with the next step it’s really quite fun!


Now look at your answers, don’t they look kinda strange?
That’s because a hidden statement is there to arrange!


So jumble your answers to make sense of each word,
When you know the statement you must reply it! Be heard!!!


Yeh... pretty pointless I know! But Hey at least I had something to post!
:-P

Speaking of being creative! Aunty Vi is letting me pimp up her page!!! YIPPEEE!!!!!

:-) *GiGGLeS*


xx

Wednesday, March 5, 2008

OUR HOUSE IS HAUNTED!!!




Eeeeeeek!!!! So for the last few nights I could hear strange whispers and shit in our bedroom while I was trying to sleep!!! :-( I put it down to hypnagogic hallucinations that Aunty Vi was talking about, But LAST NIGHT HUBBY HEARD THEM TOOO! :-S...

And this is not the first time weird stuff has happened in our house either!!!...

Ok so... last October, me and Hubby had been sleeping in the spare room coz a while ago our water bed busted! Big job to fix it, but we'll get around to it!

Anyway!

We kept the door to our old room shut at all times coz it was a bit of a mess and it was heaven to the cats, because it gives them places to hide and poo everywhere! Also because Marbles had new kittens and she tried to hide them in that room making them impossible to find! So we keep the door closed at all times to prevent the cats from going in there, and there was nothing we needed from there so theres no need for the door to ever be opened!

But for a couple of mornings I'd woken up to find the door open!!! And I'd have to go searching for the bloody kittens!!! I kept getting up Hubby because I know it sure wasn't me!!! But he swears he never touched the door! So I figured that he probably was sleep walking or something, coz he is such a zombie in the mornings!

Anyways, so it was the night before halloween that I thought - Right! And I decided to lock the door from the inside (making it only possible to unlock with a butter knife LOL!) So... That night Hubby had to start work at 2am!!! So he had got up and left by 1:30am! I kept sleeping but at about 3am the dogs started barking like Ive never heard them bark before!!! They were going pshyco! And it was a very continuous stressed bark!

Usually Hubby would put his head out the window and tell them to shush and they stop! But he wasn't here and it didn't work for me! I waited half an hour hoping that they would settle down, but they just wouldn't shut up! In fact I could hear the neighbours getting upset and yelling about it! I thought I'd better do something! So I got up to tell them to be quiet!

On my way out I saw that the bedroom door was still closed, I thought Phew! That saves me a cat hunt in the morning! And I double checked that the kittens were still in the last place Marbles left them (as she keeps moving them) They were fine too! So I made my way to the back door and opened it telling the dogs to shut up! BUT THEY WOULDN'T!!!

So I turned the light on and I saw them....It was like there was something standing right in front of them tormenting them! They were barking directly at something THAT I COULDN'T SEE!!! And they were both looking in the same direction, heads turning and everything! It was so freaky! And I just could not calm them down!I got massive goose bumps and was like HOLY CRAP I'm outta here!!! So I Locked the door and made my way back to bed... But on the way... I noticed...

THE LOCKED DOOR WAS NOW OPEN!!!!!............. I wanted to run past it and crawel into bed, but I also noticed the kittens were gone! And I feared for them! So Brave ol me turned on the light to the room, and all the cats were in there... But they were like I've never seen them before, they were hissing and growling like there was something nasty in that room!!!!

EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I soooo ran by that stage! Ran to the spare room, locked the door, jumped in my bed, put the covers over my head and just stayed like that for the rest of the night! I stayed wide awake freaking out till I fell asleep! And during that time there were massive thumping noises coming from the house, and also flashes of lights or something in my room! OMG it was creepy!

The dogs didn't stop barking till daylight, and everything seemed to calm down by then! I didn't get up till Hubby came home, and it was then that I went on the kitten hunt again, and relocked the door!!! :S

Hubby reckons it was because it was the dawn of halloween, he reckons thats when all the evil spirits come out to play! !!! I don't care what the fuck it was... no more watching scary youtubes for this girl!!!!! (Which I had been watching all night just before it happened!)

LOL HERES A FREAKIER STORY.... we had actually had another strange encounter when we first moved into our house - over a year ago now. Dan was at work, and I was having a sticky beak in the shed. I found these great pool chairs - they were really grubby and hard to reach but I was determined to get them cleaned up and use them.

With the light on... I managed to get the first one, I went outside and cleaned it all up and put it in the pool area. I made my way to the shed to get the other one...I noticed the light was off... I was sure I never turned it off! I couldn't have because my hands were full with the heavy chair?? Ahhh maybe I did somehow!

I went to turn the light back on, but I paused and hesitated because I had the strangest feeling. But then I figured eh! I'm just being silly, so I turned it back on.

In that moment....

The light flashed and flickered back off again, as an image of this Gaunt woman with blood oozing out of her head flashed in the corner of the room staring right at me. She Made an ear piercing SCHREEEEEEECHING noise it was blood curdiling!!! It was only in a split second but I remember every detail, it was like she had burnt her image into my mind!!!

She looked late 20's, dark hair and was wearing a blue sweater and jeans covered in blood!!! She had a wound on her head and she was screaming in fear! I had absolutely fucking FREAKED out so much that I don't even remember this, but I managed to run and jumped in the pool fully clothed and just stayed there shaking.

We had a House mate living with us at the time, and she came home to find me in shock in the middle of the pool! I had been like that for over 3 hours!!!!

Now I want to point out too that I had just started taking Anti Depressants, so I put it all down to just a halucination!!!

But about 6 months later, a friend came over for the first time and said that her own Grandma was not comfortable with her visiting our house.

She went on to explain why...Apparently near a decade ago a dark haired woman in her late 20's was murdered by her husband ON OUR STREET. Possibly OUR HOUSE! not sure of that yet. She was struck on the head with a weapon that is still unknown. Her body was found thrown off (I'll call it) Homer Hill! All evidence proved that her husband was the murderer, but he was found not quilty all because his Mother lied for him and gave a fake aliby on his behalf. So no Justice was ever made!!!

*Dun Dun Dunnnnnnnnn*

Coincidence???

I don't know.....

:-S

xx

Tuesday, March 4, 2008

Would you want to know?


Spoke to my mum and dad last night and heard some shocking news about one of dads old work mates. He's a good friend of my parents and I've known him since I was a little girl, but I've only seen him a few times in my life and I don't know him very well. Last time I saw him was a few weeks ago when he dropped off a water bed to me and hubby (his Mother died and he was getting rid of all her stuff.)

But last night my parents told me that not long after that day he found out that he has a large cancerous tumour on his kidney and has been told that he only has 4 months to live!

He's a young guy (in his 40's) I always saw him as quite fit and full of life, he has a wife and a young son. It's really scary to realise this kind of thing can happen to people like that. I always looked at cancer deaths as something that happen to much older people after a long battle of trying to beat it! When I think of young people dying I imagine it being an unfortunate freak accident that causes death at a young age! (such as car accidents etc.)

I know that's rubbish because of course even children suffer and die of cancer every day, but it is just so hard to get my head around that people can die so young from it! Especially those that are healthy for most of their lives. And of course I have actually never personally known or lost anyone to cancer, until now, which makes it even harder for me to understand it!

It's amazing the effect someones death can have on you that you have actually been face to face with. Sure it is devastating when you hear these things on the news about people dying that you don't even know. But it makes it all the more real when you actually know the person. I don't know him very well, but while growing up I have been informed every now and then on what has been going on in his life, in passing conversations. I know his name, I know of his wife, I know they have a beautiful young son who has had many operations and now has a prosthetic leg. I know enough about him to be extremely effected by this news.

It's funny I always joke about "I thought those things only happen in the movies" Much like Hubby... he is a surfer and since there is no surf in my hometown I had never met a surfer in my life. So I had joked about this to him when I met him because he was the first surfer I had ever met and the whole thing was new and exciting to me. Even though there are thousands of surfers in the world, I didn't know any better about the whole lifestyle until he showed me.

I know that's no where near the same as this, but my point is that once you actually hear about something like this about someone you know, or meet someone that is experiencing something like this, it makes it a reality, and not just something you heard about on the news.

I think it's easier to just see these kinds of situations as the kind of thing that you hear about on the radio and on the news. You stop and be saddened for a moment and then get on with the rest of your day. But when it happens to someone you know, it's a bit like a kick in the face really. (Am I making sense?) I kind of feel like if this can happen to someone I know... than this can happen to anyone, my friends, my family, my husband, even me.

(I'm always kidding myself like that!)

I don't know, I guess it's just easier to hear about these things happening to a complete stranger than someone you know of. And I know that when he does die and even before, I will hear of the suffering that his wife and son will be experiencing because the contacts are there, which will make it even more real to me.

The biggest thing that is playing on my mind right now is that I can't even begin to imagine what it would feel like knowing that you only have 4 months to live? To be honest I've been thinking about this since Friday even before I knew of this, because I watched the movie 'Bucket list' (beautiful movie) and it is a similar story.

It would have to be one of those things where you can only know if it actually happened to you. I don't think anyone could be prepared for something like that.

I certainly don't think I would want to know when I was going to die, I believe that it could have a negative effect on the rest of my precious days. Surely it would take a long time just to come to terms with news like that, but time is very crucial at the same time.

But then again, could it be a good opportunity to do all the things you really want to do and give you the proper chance to say your goodbyes before you die? Could it be a good thing to have some time for your family to come to terms with the death when it does come, so it wont hurt as much when it happens?

I don't know... and even though I'm not in this situation myself... it's really messing with my head!



Whats your view?


Would you want to know when you are going to die?


xx

Monday, March 3, 2008

To call.... or not to call!


Blergh!!!!!

Is there a dream interpreter in the house???

I've been having these horrible recurring nightmares for the last 3 weeks, it's a very short one but it feels like it lasts for hours and has me waking up at 2am on the dot every night with an anxiety attack!

The whole dream starts off with me at my parents house in the computer room absolutely FREAKING out knowing that my ex Boyfriend is in great danger! I seem to know exactly what kind of danger he is in - in the dream but I have no idea in reality what it is.

Anyway I keep picking up the phone and panicky try to dial his number, but my fingers keep slipping and I can't dial the right number. So I just keep hanging up and trying again! But each time I try again it becomes harder and harder to dial the numbers and I stuff up even more! I keep trying this for hours and just panicking trying to get a grip on it!

The intensity is just mind blowing! I am freaking out like it's a matter between life and death! Eventually I come to a point where I can calm myself down and tell myself to just relax and dial the numbers slowly. But at this moment my hand just keeps swelling up a hundred times bigger than the phone itself making it impossible for my now HUGE fingers to dial the individual buttons!

That's when my dad walks in and starts talking to me... I can't hear what he is saying because I am too busy freaking out. I start screaming at him to stop distracting me and he just smirks and starts throwing $100 notes at me! He does it in a provoking manner and I start getting really worked up! But then I get this idea to pick up a $100 note and jump in a taxi to go see my ex! That's when I wake up screaming with anxiety at 2am!!!


I have always have very vivid dreams, most of them mean nothing but some of them come true! I've dreamt that my pets would die, and a week later they do. I dreamt that my Pop died a week before he did too. I also dreamt that my Dad had a heart attack a week before he did as well!

And these have all been unexpected events!

I had this strange dream a couple of years ago of a (NZ) friend of mine walking through a park cradling a baby, I could only see the back of her. I had not seen her for ages and was so excited to say hello, so I walked up to her and tapped her on the shoulder. She spun around and she had no eyes!!! Just these big gaping holes in her head that were weeping of blood! She was crying "my baby, my baby" I looked down and the baby and it was just a cloth soaked in blood! I woke up screaming!

About a month later this same friend of mine was at the park in NZ with her daughter and a friend of hers. She collapsed with a brain aneurysm! She woke up blind and slipped into a coma. She lost her baby before she even knew she was pregnant! ....This really spooked me!

Anyways my point is that it scares me that some of my dreams actually come true! I don't always get it right but I have been close. Like last year I dreamt that a close male family friend had a heart attack. He was like a second father figure to me, and I was so afraid that it was going to come true that I decided to write him a heartfelt letter telling him how much I love him and appreciate him, in case I never got the chance to!

(Don't worry I didn't say oh by the way I think you're gonna die! *GiGGLeS*)

But it turned out I was wrong, it did happen, just not to him! It actually happened to my Uncle several weeks later, who I am also very close to! I see this family friend and my Uncle as equal people, both like 2nd father figures, both adored and will both be very missed by me! So although I interpreted the wrong person, it was an easy mistake to make because they are so similar in my eyes. (I didn't actually see his face in my dreams)

So I'm wondering if I should take this dream seriously? It has been suggested that I should call ex, but it's a little more complicated than that.

We were together for about 5 years and although it was a messy breakout, we were fortunate to both leave on good terms and remain friends.

He even met Hubby, and we all had a fun drink together! He really will always be a close friend to me.

But when he got a girlfriend, he became a little strange, not to mention that she is a little psycho and had banned ex from seeing me!

I steered clear of him completely when I heard about this, and he agreed it was best that we don't see or talk to each other any more!

But I had to call him one day to get his permission for my 'Clairvoyant Story' to get published in That's Life (as he was part of it.)

He was fine with it in fact excited for me! But he also told me that he still had feelings for me and that each time I talk to him it makes it harder for him to get over me.

So I was like EEEEEEEEKK!!!! And I decided I would NEVER ring him again! The next time I saw him was the DAY before my wedding to hubby! I had (LITERALLY) bumped into him at the shops while getting some last minute things.

Eh! I could tell that just by the way he was looking at me that an old flame had sparked up all over again. In a way I almost felt it too for a moment! I was in a rush thankfully and had to dash so it was a very quick and small talk chat! But just as I was leaving I heard him quietly say "ahhh just when I thought I was finally over you." I don't know if I was meant to hear it but I pretended I didn't and kept walking. That was the last time I ever saw or talked to him and that's how I need it to stay.

As much as I adore him as a mate, it's not fair on either of us if he can never get over me by us staying in contact.

So... here is the big question...

Do I call him with concern from this dream?

....... Or don't I?

Blergh! It's a weird situation!!!!

xx

Saturday, March 1, 2008

BRAIN FART!!!!!


Ok this is a little embarrassing! But I BLAME IT ON
THE CONCUSSION I HAD YESTERDAY!!!!

Ok so after my little rant yesterday about the dogs escaping and me FREAKING out that the bitch down the street stole them again!....


It turns out that they were here THE WHOLE BLOODY TIME!!!!!!




Shut up! Don't Laugh! :-) *Blushes*




Not long after the freaking cupboard fell on my head I noticed the gate was open and just asumed automatically that the dogs were gone!!!!


But they were actually asleep under the house the WHOLE TIME! LOL!


Ah So I was stressing over nothing!!! Biggest brain fart ever!!!


But seee :-) They are good boys and will stay home when they

ARE NOT GETTING STOLEN!!!!! :-)

Bless them!

Rocco (left) and Jaxon (right)!

I didn't really explain properly yesterday about that wicked lady dog stealer coz I clearly wasn't thinking clear while writing that post!

We actually found out from a the pound themself, about this slag!

After we had bailed out the dogs 3 times (Thousands of bucks later!!!), we were baffled as to how they just dissapeared with out a trace and were at the pound 20 minutes later!


One day I was doing a bit of gardening out the front and I had the dogs with me (a bit of family time *GiGGLeS*) and the phone started ringing! So I ran inside to get it but had missed it! But when I came back outside the mutts had dissapeared again!!!

Our road has a dead end so they couldn't have gone too far! I was whistling for them (which they always come to) and I got on the bike and rode up and down the street to find them but they were NOWHERE!!!

Just as I returned back home (like 20minutes later) I noticed the dog catcher driving out of the street I had just come from! I thought SURELY they couldn't have our dogs! I paced up and down that street for 10mins and they were nowhere to be seen!

It all seemed really strange to me so I decided to ring the pound and asked them to contact the dog catcher to see if he had just picked them up!

The lady gave him a call and (I had to get back to her) she said "Yes he's bringing your dogs in now" I was like "???? But that's ridiculous they were out of my sight for 1minute and then they just dissapeared off the face of the earth! and suddenly they are on their way to the pound???"

She was silent for ages and hesitated to tell me anything at first, but I was not having it! I said "Look this just doesn't seem right at all! At least tell me where they were picked up from!" She then went on to tell me that they were picked up from the same ladys house like every other bloody time!

"Huh? What house?" I said. "I can't give you the exact details but it was on (this) street" she said. I was really confused! "But I was just on that street looking for them and they were no where to be seen, in fact I can SEE that entire street from my house!!! WHY did I not see them???"

She then sighed and went on to say "because the lady had them locked in her yard and rang us to come and get them!"


"SAY WHAT?????!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"



I was going balistic at this stage ... just totally going off my nut! This clearly was unfair!!! And possibly ilegal! I was angry at this wicked womans games and I was also pissed off with the pound for knowing this and not letting us know about it but still CHARGING us!


By now the lady on the phone was really sympathising and wasn't holding back on anything! She said "Yeah I know, this lady is very wicked, she rings us all the time and complains about your fence being broken making it possible for the dogs to roam the streets, even when the dogs were locked up and couldn't escape anyway. We told her that we couldn't do anything about it, and we only deal with animal escapes. Obviously since then she has been watching every chance she can get to have your dogs locked up and she calls us all the time to come and collect them from her yard."

"FFS This is Bullshit!! But isn't that unfair?!!! She has no right to lock them up?"...

"Yeh listen... you didn't hear it from me but I do think you should call the police next time this happens, because it sounds like she is practicly stealing them! Problem is that side of things is out of our hands, we are just doing our side of the job no questions asked"

"Ok great so give me her name or address and I'll do just that!"

"I can't do that I'm sorry, it's against regulations, you're just going to have to try and find out yourself"

"FFS So what happens now? Hubby and I have to pay a whopping fine AGAIN for something YOU KNOW is very unfair?"

"I'm afraid so, I don't have the right to fight this case for you, you will have to pay your way out like everyone else I'm sorry."



So thats what happened!!! Bit of a lowlife act if you ask me!


Hubby and I are planning on letting the dogs wander down the street while we keep a close eye on them in hiding... wait for this bitch to come out and coax them into her yard and then give her a peice of our minds!

We think we know who it is.. but we're not certain yet, but if it does happen again we WILL be calling the police!

I'm just glad that we still have them now after all *Blushes*


Oh and I made these dog tags for them ages ago HOPING that it would make a difference!...

FRONT



BACK



But now I'm thinking of changing it to...


*GiGGLeS*

On another note I was going to do a post about my nightmare today but I shall do that tomorrow incase my brain shits itself!

xx

Friday, February 29, 2008

Life is like a pubic hair on a toilet seat...


Because sooner or later we ALL get PISSED OFF!!!!!

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What a SHIT day I've had!!!

First of all I've been having shit sleeps all week! Waking up with anxiety attacks from nightmares! So been getting NO sleep!

Not so long ago today I was doing my daily reads of everyones blogs and I was in the middle of reading Magnus when the cupboard behind me fell on my head! (from the bloody cats swinging on it!) Lots of blood (but it's ok.. it's just a little cut!) I was trying to take a photo of the blood all over the floor but my camera died ffs! But bare with me coz I think I have concussion and I may not be making much sence at the moment! LOL

But to top it all off! The friggen dogs have escaped again because someone left the gate open!!! (we think! Or the wind blew it!)


I tell ya... these dogs!! Have cost us THOUSANDS in pound bills! But all because of one nasty bitch down the road!


The dogs are usually pretty good, Hubby lets them out all the time when he is out the front and they never go far and always return!


But for ages when our fence was broken (and the dogs were breaking the panels) They would be NO WHERE to find, and they would end up being at the pound! Which is a whopping $600 EACH to bail them out every time!!

(and they wondered why we couldn't afford to fix the fence!)




Anyway.. we ended up finding out that this bitch down the street had been STEALING THEM, putting them in HER backyard, making it impossible for US to find them or for the DOGS to return back home! She would then ring the pound and have them collect them!!!


She even confessed to the pound that she knew who we were and where we lived but she wanted to teach us a lesson for not getting the fucking fence fixed!!!


I mean!!! GEEES!!! Hubby fixes the fence temporarily every day until we can afford to get the whole thing replaced! BUT all of our savings for the new fence gets spent on the fucking pound bills that this BITCH keeps ,making us pay!!! We did tie them up a lot, but we tried not to so much coz they are HUGE dogs and they need their exercise around the yard!


But the point is... we've temporarily fixed the fence at the moment to be impossible for them to escape! They only got out because the gate was left open (by the pool man possibly) and I bet any money this BITCH has got them again! And we will probably have to bail them out AGAIN!


We only live on one wage ffs coz I'm too sick to work! But FFS this lady has NO heart! It is just so unfair!


Hope that all made sence to ya's!!!


xx