I hate my life

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I just thought I'd let you all know that.

Does anyone know any surefire methods to erase two weeks of your life from your memory, short of rophynol? I keep hearing about this "supressed memory syndrome" thing at this point, and I'd sure like to get me some of that.

― Kate the Saint, Thursday, 23 August 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)

Whats wrong . Why do you hate your life.
I hate mine because i can not master HTML

― anthony, Thursday, 23 August 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)

I hate my life today, because I have to hand in my dissertation tomorrow and I'm still writing the damn thing! (too much slacking, too much ILe, too much TV, too much going to record shops etc)...

Hmmmm...try and distract yourself for a bit? Do something different...

― jel, Thursday, 23 August 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)

What? You've just been on tour! A lot of people would love to do that, rather than be stuck in their electronic sweatshops every day. Are you just feeling post-tour ennui?

― dave q, Thursday, 23 August 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)

I am still on tour for one more day.

More like... post traumatic stress syndrom or something. It wasn't actually the tour I was talking about... oh never mind. If I whine I'm going to start sounding like one of those miserable Radiohead types. Touring is gRRRRRRRRRRate. Relationship trouble is not grate.

― Kate the Saint, Thursday, 23 August 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)

Us miserable Radiohead types aren't all bad.

― Melissa W, Thursday, 23 August 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)

Sing away yr woes at karaoke, sez I. I have to go to parliament now! Bye!

― Sarah, Thursday, 23 August 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)

on tour = interacting v.intensely w.many many NON-signif others = temporary rubbish basis for facing probs in signif.other sitch, as is v.likely magnifying them while it last (giving all to fanZoR = arguably species of emotional infidelity to luvver etc: cf flipside argt on ILM re Lennon hatred of Yoko...). Get home. Chill. Regroup.

― mark s, Thursday, 23 August 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)

Having a much improved two weeks won't erase it but it will make it seem less important. Why I hate my life:
"Turn the music down!"
"Do you HAVE to bang so hard on the piano?"
"I just want a bit of quiet!" (grrrrr...like it's not dull enough around here already....)
Neither I nor my best friend have drivers licenses so we are both starved for social contact-almost can't wait for school to start.
I could get a job to waste some of my time but the one I want doesn't start for months, being at an ice rink. That felt GOOD. I've been wanting to rant for days.

― Lyra, Thursday, 23 August 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)

I love my life.

― Ally, Thursday, 23 August 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)

I still love my life, but it's an abusive relationship.

― Nick, Thursday, 23 August 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)

Then don't grab so hard when you're loving life.

― Ned Raggett, Thursday, 23 August 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)

ned: NO!

― fred solinger, Thursday, 23 August 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)

I think I might be the best person alive.

― Mike Hanle y, Thursday, 23 August 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)

Reasons why I dislike my life, apart from the current lack of social life or driving licence thing someone else already mentioned: I'm ill enough that I'm not supposed to drink alcohol or caffeine [*weep*] but not ill enough to get time off work, which is JUST NOT FAIR. Bah. And I missed the Nedfest + sizzling summer Sussed + Ladyfest Oxford. However, reason I missed all these things was because I was in a different country spending lots of money in record shops, so I can't complain really. Although I didn't make it to any Popkomm gigs (the Domino Records night had the sweetest lineup - Schlammpeitziger, Max Tundra, Clinic, Quasi, Four Tet - but finding somewhere to stay looked impossible, sigh. Will I never get to see Max Tundra play live?). But then I did spend all fortnight drinking caffeine regardless of doctorly advice, so ha.

Starting sentences with conjunctions = CLASSIC. Return of Kate to ILE = CLASSIC.

Gareth, I am so so sorry I haven't sent you the Brothomstates tape yet, it's about three-quarters done (it was a bit more complicated than I expected, for various boring reasons), I am officially rubbish - no need for DG-style proof by science, is blatantly obvious - and will try to get my arse in gear ASAP. Me = dud. Sorry.

― Rebecca, Thursday, 23 August 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)

I hate my life because I have no friends. I hate my life because I hate myself despite being blessed with intelligence, good looks, talent, etc. fucking etc. I'm not crazy about my job, but I absolutely love it compared with all the rest of the time, which I wish I could fast-forward through until I go to bed or get drunk or high. I hate my life because instead of being able to talk to somebody about it I'm posting here to a bunch of strangers.

― Sean, Thursday, 23 August 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)

Last few days I have received about 20 silent phonecalls. It does not freak me out as much as it should. Contemplating celibacy for the rest of my life.

― nathalie, Friday, 24 August 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)

I get a lot of hang up calls. I like them better than real calls 90% of the time.

― Ally, Friday, 24 August 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)

Yes, but when it's TWENTY in two days... I turned off my mobile after that.

― nathalie, Friday, 24 August 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)

20 is a lot. I once had a prank caller who just kept playing "Henry the 8th" over and over again into the phone. We started singing along with it. He called 40 times in one day. Then the 41st time he didn't play the song, he just sat there. So we told him he was a wanker and should play our motherfucking song, and he hung up and never called again. It made me sad.

I would turn off my cell too if I was getting a lot of hang ups on it.

― Ally, Friday, 24 August 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)

I had one who said "I know what line of business you are in. Let's meet up."

― nathalie, Friday, 24 August 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)

What does that even mean?

My mom once had one who asked what she was wearing. She asked him why he wanted to know. He said "Um. Um. I'm horny." She told him that was sad, and that he should get a girlfriend. He proceeded to tell her all about his women problems, and CRIED. She put him on speaker phone.

― Ally, Friday, 24 August 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)

although, to get back to a point raised earlier - being on tour sucks. actually being on *stage* is fine. being in the van with 12 sqaure feet of space, 5 CDs, too many cigarettes, not enough vegan food at services, several million annoying habits and one certain person who can't survive for more than 24 hours without a hairdryer, between 9 people for up to seven hours at a time, now that's the real shitter. the rock and roll myth debunked once and for all. isn't touring meant to be all about camaraderie and getting yr great tunes out there?

kate can i join your band? i'm a real mean tambourine player...

― katie, Friday, 24 August 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)

Is your Mom a pervert tricker?

― Mike Hanle y, Friday, 24 August 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)

and ally, your mum rocks!

― katie, Friday, 24 August 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)

Ally, the way he said it... I am assuming he figured I was selling myself (instead of jewellery). Shine on your crazy pervert, is what I should replied.

― nathalie, Friday, 24 August 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)

I'm with Katie there about Ally's mom. That goes in the novel or screenplay, whenever either happens. ;-)

― Ned Raggett, Friday, 24 August 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)

eight years pass...

I hate life right now. I feel alienated from everyone and everything.

― bamcquern, Saturday, 14 November 2009 23:31 (sixteen years ago)

― sarahel, Saturday, 14 November 2009 23:32 (sixteen years ago)

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