Look, I’m just gonna say it: the people who price hot dogs are fucking cowards. They have NO business charging such outrageous prices for the tubular mystery meat. It’s just wrong, and I am personally offended that a single pack of weenies is like $4. I wanted to make pigs in a blanket, but it’s just not economically viable when I have to buy the cheese and crescent rolls in addition to the overly priced h dogs. I want to know who is responsible for them, and I want them to meet me in the pit for some fisticuffs.

wickedlyhorrified:

searlait:

caelestys:

Dear Baby Boomer Generation:

You know, we try really hard not to hate you. Really hard. You’re my parents’ generation, you know? And I fucking love my parents.

But your generation really needs to learn to shut up and take a good, hard look at yourselves.

Today, I tried to get advice in a civil, polite and educated manner about a situation in which one is trying to juggle work and uni. I wanted to know how one could navigate the narrow criteria to qualify for youth payments from the government. And while some people were helpful, some were outright disgusting. All they could say is “KIDS THESE DAYS ARE SO SELFISH/LAZY/ETC MAYBE YOU SHOULD SPEND LESS TIME ON YOUR SOCIAL LIFE.”

Okay, firstly–if I ask you for advice and that is your response, which, by the way, I CAN DO ABSOLUTELY NOTHING WITH, how about you shut the fuck up?

Secondly, are you seriously fucking saying that every single person in my generation doesn’t work hard? You’re saying that to me? I’m a DIRECTOR at the age of 24 in an organisation with over 200 employees. I have two degrees. I work, intern, study, and volunteer, and the first thing that gets put aside when I’m busy is my social life. And you know what that results in? A FUCKING LOT OF CRYING AND PANICKING AND PSYCHOLOGIST APPOINTMENTS. I have a great resume and references, but do you know how much I paid for that in terms of my own fucking sanity?? A FEW FUCKING THOUSAND DOLLARS IN TEARS, THANK YOU.

Thirdly, let’s talk about how the average burn-out rate in my youth organisation is 7 months. 7 months, and these are kids who volunteer, as well as study at uni or school, work and pay their own rent, utilities and bills, and are under the age of 22, in most cases.

My 21 year old director messaged me today to tell me she wasn’t coming in because had a mental break and panic attack last night, and she’s only been in the role for 3 months.

My 24 year old best friend had a nervous breakdown last month because of the stress of her workload, working full time at EY and studying 1 unit of uni.

My 25 year old ex-boyfriend and I split up because he didn’t have the time or mental capacity for a long distance relationship on top of his 60 hour graduate working week in construction management and 2 units of uni.

I had a meltdown last year at 23 because I was handling full time uni, and internship and volunteering. I can’t get a job despite testing within the top 15th percentile of graduates because you’re not creating them.

I went for a meeting at one of the biggest financial management organisations in Australia the other day and was told that the 9-5 job was a lie, that you’re expected to work more, and not be paid for overtime.

Our generation works our fucking asses off. You take advantage of us all the fucking time. We’re the first generation to be less wealthy than our parents because you guys fucked off with the economic boom of the early 2000s and left us with nothing. By 24-34, we’re only 48% likely to own our own homes compared to your 61%, because of your unsustainable housing market boom. On that note, did I mention that although average wage has rise by 27%, average housing prices have risen by 121%? Yep. My parents bought my house for ~$200,000 in 1990. In 2015, it’s valued at $750,000. Also, you are now making us pay for our university degrees when you got them for free, and not only that, but according to the Governments’ changes in tax law and war on universities in the past year, it will now take us twice as long to pay off our university debts. We’re the first generation of tertiary-educated Australians in history who will start work already in debt because of our university degrees.

Your generation is the one that has been labelled as the ones with the obsession with “instant gratification, a tendency for poor planning, and a sense of materialism”.  We’re the offspring of you, the most divorced generation in history. 

You hate us, but we’re a generation who grew up with war, with terrorism, with fear and conflict and murder and the aftereffects of capitalist bloodshed on our screens every day. We’re watching society fall down around our ears. My International Security professor told us last year that there will be kids entering high school soon who have never seen a year of peace in their lives.

We’re the ones who have been saddled with the mistakes you’ve made. We’re the ones who are holding on to each other despite our differences and telling each other it’s okay to be who we are, whether we’re gay or straight or black or white. Who are trying to save the environment, who are trying to solve your wars and find homes for the asylum seekers you’ve created, who are trying to cure poverty and wage inequality and food distribution, who run your social impact teams, who volunteer, who study courses that are going to change the world, who give back to society, who travel, all the while building our character strengths and portfolios so that we fit into the dumb as fuck capitalist world you made - and all you can say is that we’re lazy?

FUCK you.

As someone with two degrees and working two demanding jobs and still not pulling in enough to live on each month, this speaks to me, even across the ocean.

holy fuck. I think this applies to more countries.

It sucks how a fandom can ruin something cool ((not just talking about the gamefaqs thing- that’s minor I just mean the attitudes and flaws of a fandom)). Undertale is an amazingly-crafted and powerful RPG. It is easily one of my favorite games, and deserves to be recognized for how impressive it is. Though…. this might just be my opinion, but I it’s just asinine that people are clinging to this new game as if it’s the greatest thing to ever grace the gaming market with the best everything and all the classics are just stupid shitty titles protected by nostalgia like ew.

It’s almost 1am and I’m just really done with people feeling so damn obsessive over a freaking popularity contest. If I hadn’t already fallen in love with Undertale I would have seen the obnoxious tumblr posts about the poll and resolved never to play it because of how damn childish people be acting about it.

Why is this so infuriating to me? I can’t tell you why because I don’t know I just know I’m sleepy and irritated. 

If I unfollowed you let me know later bc I wasn’t keeping track.

Okay but seriously can we stop thinking being a snarky asshole for no reason is endearing or funny? It’s fine when done in jest, with friends who are okay with that kind of humor. I’m like that with my best friend all the time. Though why the hell do people feel the need to be sarcastic and rude to random people- do they not know that it’s obnoxious among other things? They’re not funny at all- they just come across as complete and utter assholes that I don’t want to be anywhere near. You’re not cute. You’re not amusing. You’re being damn rude and acting more juvenile that a toddler. Pipe the fuck down.

I started thinking about how a lot of cishets and even other people in the GLBTQ+ community often say things like “those aren’t even real terms oh my gosh this is just fucking ridiculous” and I used to agree at times but you know what? We have language for a reason- we give everything a word because we need to be able to classify things and explain concepts with words.

Every single day, scientists are making up new labels for species, medications, viruses, and so on. Why are you not bitching about that, saying “those are ridiculous those aren’t even real terms what the fuck scientists”. 

Because you recognize that we live in a world where it’s important to be able to describe and classify things! So yes, we make up new words all the time, because that’s how language works. We take old words, and mold them into new words to classify concept that have existed all along, but are now discovered, acknowledged, and need a name.

So before you start whining over terms like “polysexual”, “genderfluid”, and things of the like, open an encyclopedia and see if species names tick you off. If they don’t, guess what? You’re a queerphobe! Congrats on being an absolute asshole. 

Not all white people are “bad”. But all white people have privilege, and contribute collectively to the actions such as cultural appropriation, discrimination, and racism. If anything, the white people that are the most dangerous are the ones whining “not ALL white people”, because they see their own personal image a more important thing to be protected than the rights and lives of POC, thus exemplifying that they are, indeed, exactly the opposite of the facade they parade about with. 

Trying to deny your privilege will only cause you to further contribute to an institution of systematic discrimination and racism.

Hell, even though I’m mixed, I am white passing, and therefore I have privilege and need to pipe the fuck down so I don’t speak above others’ experiences when they should have the podium. I need to mind my privilege, and sometimes I need to be reminded.

We’re all human, but if you indignantly stomp your feet, cross your arms, and huff about how you’re not like all those bad white racists and you’re good and you have an Asian friend and you’re so accepting- guess what. We’re more wary of you than that proud racist down the road.

I got paid today, and after setting aside money for savings and food, I bought some really cute pastel “fairy kei” clothes. I’m finally going to start dressing how I really want to.

I sort of just defaulted to fandom t-shirts and jeans for two years because I’m terrified of people telling me I’m not really trans if I dress “cute” and “””feminine””” because I’m afab and most people assume that if an afab person wears cute clothes, then clearly they couldn’t possibly be trans. Though I’m kind of sick of caring what other people think of my gender? I’m moving out next month, to a campus that is very open and inviting to all forms of gender identity and expression. My roommate is a cisgender dude and he’s super chill with it all. So I’m just going to dress how I want and if people assume the wrong thing, I’ll correct them.

I can be a pre-everything afab, wear pastel sweaters, and still be a boy.

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Despite it being stressful as all get out, I am at least a little relieved that I’m getting referred to a neurologist to get my brain checked out.

For those who don’t know, I am considered physically disabled because of my narcolepsy/cataplexy, and chronic pain ((headaches/migraines)). I’ve just kind of learned to live with the chronic pain, though lately it’s been getting a lot worse- I always have headaches every day and migraines several times a week, but usually the pain was mostly manageable, at least for a regular tension headache. Lately the pain has been more pronounced, and I think I’ve been taking too much Excedrin and I could be getting rebound headaches.

As for the narcolepsy, that seems to be impossible to control, and I’m at wits end with it all. I’m hoping that a trip to see a neurologist will help give me more insight on what’s up with my brain and if there are more treatment option to make my life more manageable.

If I may be frank, life with chronic illness can be downright miserable. I look healthy from an outside perspective, but between the headaches, the EDS, the microsleeping, the fatigue…. it all makes my quality of life so low that each day is unexciting and anxiety-inducing. Leaving the house is terrifying because of the thought of having a cataplexy episode or sleep attack in public, but I have to go to work because I need the money to function as a human being.

I know this sounds like whining, and it is. Yeah, whining won’t fix anything, but sometimes I just have to vent it out. My life, while privileged in many aspects, is absolutely miserable because of my physical illnesses- I’m not even taking all the mental bull into account right now.

I really hate it when I tell people about my narcolepsy and how it makes me feel like a non-narcoleptic does after a couple days of no sleep and their first reaction is:

“Haha, I know how that feels! I hardly ever sleep. XD”

Okay, well, you choose not to sleep. And half the time people say this, they don’t mean it. They say “lol I stay up for like two days straight all the time”. BS.

Stop comparing yourself staying up late and being tired the next day to my narcolepsy.

It’s obnoxious, and it lets me know that you need to make the conversation all about you when I let you know about a very personal illness I have.

It’s ranting time before I go to bed!

Can I just say that my biggest pet peeve is when I tell someone I have narcolepsy and they respond with “Ugh, I know how you feel, I’m tired ALL the time!”

NO. YOU DON’T. SIT DOWN AND SHUT UP.

It makes me furious that people assume that their tiredness from staying up late/not getting good sleep/etc. is comparable to a narcoleptic.

Now, I’m not saying it’s some kind of contest, because sleep deprivation of any kind sucks, but when you equate your sleepiness to my narcolepsy, you may as well be comparing a stubbed toe to a broken leg. That’s how ridiculous you sound.

Fun Fact: People with narcolepsy CONSTANTLY feel how a non-narcoleptic feels after 24-48 hours of sleep deprivation. Don’t sleep for two days straight, and then you’ll know how I feel. Every. Day.

I was only diagnosed recently, so before my treatment started, I was sleeping in all my classes and as soon as I got home. My grades TANKED, and everyone told me “Well you’re just lazy.” or “Well maybe if you didn’t stay up so late.” or other asinine remarks. I hated myself because I a thought I was a lazy loser. What I thought was normal was extreme sleep deprivation. I was deathly tired all day and could hardly sleep at night no matter how tired I was. I wondered why the hell everyone else and their mom could cope with being tired and I couldn’t.

And then I had a sleep study. To save the details, I was diagnosed with a severe case of narcolepsy and a fucked up sleep architecture.

They put me on the maximum legal dose of Ritalin to keep me awake, and even that doesn’t work as well as it ought to, so I may have to go up to a stronger drug. I also take Trazodone so I am able to sleep at night. I take multiple medications just to try and normalize my sleep-wake cycle.

But I still take frequent naps on a daily basis in order to just function.

So no, your moderate tiredness is nothing like my narcolepsy. So shut up before I deck you in the jaw.

My Life Right Now, TDT, And Other Things

Hey all, so earlier I made a post saying how I really am trying to avoid all things about the new TDT season. Well, I just got home from work and now I can explain.

Short answer: I’m a selfish dick and it makes me really sad to see this when I can’t be a part of it.

Long answer:

I really wanted to take part in Total Drama Colors. Like, really badly. But I just couldn’t do it. Summer is coming to a close, and all this month I’m working 6 days a week, and anywhere from six to eleven hours a day. When I’m not at work I’m sleeping, being with my real life friends, or doing my summer homework that I’ve barely started.

I just don’t have time to be a part of it, and it pains me to say that but it’s true. I asked my boss to give me as many hours as possible this summer, knowing it would take away all my free time. But I really need to save up money.

As you all probably know, I’m a trans man with a hardly supportive family. Since I’m going to be a senior in high school, I have to start saving up so I can get hormone therapy and top surgery after I move out. For those not savvy in trans issues, here’s the basic costs:

For about 6-7 years worth of doctors appointments and testosterone, that’s about $10,000. Top surgery is also about $10,000, but after all is said and done could end up closer to $15,000.

That’s $25,000 I need to come up with out of pocket in the next few years. Right now my savings account has a total of $500 in it. So I’m working 44 hour weeks to try and get some money before school starts and I’ll be working 15 hours a week if I’m lucky.

Aside from work eating up a majority of my life right now, I have doctors appointments on most of my days off, and even some of my work days. Most of you also know that I have a slew of medical problems, and at this point in time the doctors are trying to find out if I have a sleep disorder, and why I sometimes pass out for no reason. The past few weeks have been spent getting sleep studies, MRIs, EEGs, EKGs, and bloodwork galore only to find a million problems that aren’t related to why I saw the doctor in the first place. The neurologist made me increase my therapy to once a week again because he is forcing me to sort out my PTSD since he feels I can’t make progress on any of my other health problems until that’s worked on.

I’m spending MAYBE two waking hours at home per day, if not less.

On another tangent, I started driving like two months ago, which makes me really anxious and stresses me out but I can’t get to the job I need without being able to drive myself there. That being said, having to drive so much has made my anxiety skyrocket and is giving me problems with anger management that stems from my anxiety around driving.

So I saw the psychiatrist today and I’m being given 50% more Lamictal, and then I’m switching to a stronger sleeping drug that’s supposed to help with my daily migraines, but could react very badly with my Prozac so I also have to go in for some more bloodwork and another EKG after I start the new drug to make sure my body can handle both meds at the same time which I don’t know when I’ll have time for these appointments (probably my day off?) and it’s all a mess.

I’m a mess.

But I need this money, I need to do my summer work, I need to start filling out scholarship forms and college applications, and I don’t have time to do anything fun so that’s that and it makes me bitter and gross and upset and that’s why I want to see as little of Total Drama Colors on my dash as humanly possible sorry I’m an asshole and I need to go shower.

Peace.