Remind me not to ask anyone about PSP issues ever again. I'll just figure it out on my own.
It's the forum world again. The realm where everyone gets offended over silly misunderstandings or just because they feel like they're a god and know everything and everyone else should be honored to be scorned by them.
It's true, isn't it?
I've always tried to be very polite and careful in forums and such when I'm asking a question, because I just want an answer and I don't want to have to get involved in that. Well, you just can't stay away from it. Just don't ask questions. Got it?
This was a live-chat IRC thing I was in, and when I asked my question, it basically was ignored. The rules said that they really hate impatient people, so I didn't ask again. I wasn't impatient anyway. This is just a problem that has been lingering around my PSP for a bit, and I thought I would just ask someone rather than spend hours trying to find an answer on my own.
They were busy at the time answering questions for other people who didn't use punctuation and said things like, "i wan some1 with experiments 2 anser my Q...!!!..???!!"
Eventually I just mentioned that I had a question still, and they could just get to me whenever they had a chance.
I guess I thought that was a decent thing to say. I really didn't need an immediate answer, and I didn't want to interupt while someone else was in the middle of something. It's like being on the telephone and having someone trying to talk to you that isn't on the line. It's confusing and annoying.
Well, the response I got was, "Just ask your questions...geez"
Eh, it isn't really a big deal, but I guess I just can't help but be annoyed with people who say things like that when they really hate impatient people. Well, in the end, they didn't give me a good solution, they just sent me a link and moved on. It wasn't the thing I needed.
As I was leaving, an argument was brewing between two others. Something along the lines of, "Well, you're going to have to leave because we don't support hardware modding here." Then, "Oh, so you're just going to end it because you were proven wrong?"
Ridiculous.
I can't understand why people try so hard to fight like that.
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As for the weekend, it was a little confusing. I had a good time overall. I was away from stupidface school and in a really beautiful town. We did a lot of shopping, and the shower for Erika was really nice. I really enjoyed the ride down too.
There were some stressful points for me, but that's just because I'm so tied to the way I think things should be. I felt a little ignored, because usually Asher just pays attention to me, and we play games all night. Instead, he was talking about "adult" things; things that adults talk a lot about, like the government, politics, money... things that you just complain about but it doesn't make anything better. I guess I still am just a child to him. When he was in college, and I was just a kid in highschool, it's like we were on the same level. I could raise myself up to him in a way. I was usually at that point anyway. My closest friends at the time were people in college. Somehow, I think I was supposed to be there instead of highschool. I was on the same plane.
Now he's married, and I just can't get to him now. Instead of just moving on with him, he's gone to a different place entirely, somewhere I can't get to as I am now. Things were easy before.
I got to talk to my mom about things too. I cried a bit in the car on the way back. It isn't because I'm depressed all the time, it's just that everytime that subject comes up, I get really weak. Nothing was resolved, but she didn't try to push answers at me either. I could just tell her what was on my mind, and that was good.
We talked a little about how we shouldn't worry so much. The pastor was talking about it last Sunday too. Worrying really doesn't help things to not go wrong. We're just making ourselves miserable while we should be enjoying the time where things are okay.
I need to put that in practice more.
This particular situation is different than just worry though. There is a decision. It isn't just that I shouldn't think about it and get worried over it. If I do that, nothing will ever happen. There is a path I have to take, but I don't know what it is. There are choices. I can either choose to make a change in my life, or not do anything and just let it go on the way it is.
It's a noose. There is a rope around my neck, and I have to decide if I'm going to take it off, or if I'm going to wait for someone to do that for me. Will it just fall off? Will it get tighter? Or will it just stay there forever, leaving me to wonder when it's going to kill me.
That's all.
-Lisa
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