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Let's see conversation, manners, reading... they are all dying arts. I miss the days when people actually had to have a conversation and also had to be polite. I also wish my son would read more. I love books and like conversation with living breathing humans and I can't understand why people have let themselves become so ignorant. It boggles one's mind to think how dumb we have become as species.

xd I realised that just as I began shaking!

I was quite amazed at the amount of other crap that fell out too. Keyboards are GROSS! I vaccuum mine once a week now! Possibly not very high tech but it seems to be working! xd

melaniecat I know what you mean, I hate rude people. lol, especially people who you hold doors open for and they just walk past like they haven't even seen you, let alone saying "thank-you". xd I always make a point of yelling "you're more than welcome!" as they scurry off looking mortified.

I love reading. I'll read pretty much anything. And both my little 'uns love books too. Just cause no one else has manners or conversational skills anymore doesn't mean I'm going to let my kids go the same way. 3nodding

Outcast-ghosT I love a bit of nature, you should visit Wales, there's some amazing stuff here!

I dunno, I love a good rave. Before I became a parent I was out partying every weekend pretty much. Dancing all night and then watching the sun come up over the sea or the mountains. Good friends with me, cheerfully exausted and totally blissed out with fresh air and wide open spaces! I think there's a balance to everything, people forget that a lot of the time. All things in moderation I say!

Yes, i seems that people are getting stupider by the minute. Look at me: I am knowledgeable in history, science, and military tactics and strategies. Yet I am look upon as the weird one. Tis a rare thing to be intelligent.

I am SO bored this evening.

Anyone up for conversation?

The ex-boyfriend and I were like the perfect pair of know-it-alls. He's an engineering student, and a whiz at anything involving computers, chemicals, airplanes, scuba-diving and the Bible; and I know way too much about animals, art, and other religions. Both of us are good with history and biology, and he knows modern warfare and I know ancient warfare. Our friends hated it smile But alas, I was not rich enough for his family....

Thanks. It was a one of a kind thing, but his family... his sister actually hacked his facebook account and made it seem like he was cheating on me... They were just really screwed up people.

Well, at the same time she convinced him to stop talking to me (while she constantly took him out to bars trying to set him up with her friends), so I didn't believe he was cheating, but I did start realizing that I was losing him and didn't appreciate the alienation. We used to talk every night, and she convinced him that that ment I was clingy. Didn't matter that he was the one doing the most talking. He's since stopped talking to her, but the damage was already done. We survived six-months long distance before with no problems, but throw his sister in the mix for the second time, and it goes to hell within weeks.

Her dad, BTW, disowned her, and her step-dad doesn't like me either, so she recieves no discipline from anyone. Go figure, she's a lawyer.

This is getting really long- LOL!

Unfortunatly, I'm finding it physically impossible to get over him. I've tried, dozens of times, but I care for him too much and I owe him so much. The thing is, I know that the person he is right now isn't the real him. We were only suppoused to be apart for one semester. I knew there was going to be problems since his sister lived there, but he swore there wouldn't be. He took an absolouty massive credit load (had to, or he wouldn't get into the school he needed for next semester) and started living on his own. He was struggeling with his Trig. class especially. I realized he wouldn't have as much time to talk, so that was fine, but I soon found out that his sister was appearing at his door several nights a week dragging him out to bars. It wasn't long before he was failing most his classes (definitly NOT like him). When his grades started slipping, he started drinking. Before long, he was an alchoholic. He would call me up at 2am, drunk, begging me to come down because he was so lonely. He dropped one of the classes and there went his dreams for the next semester. All the while, his family was pressuring him to dump me, figuring there was no way he could care about someone an (OMG) hour away. So, he dumped me end of the semester.

However, it didn't end there. We still talked almost nightly, he still told me he loved me, we still visited eachother. He told me multiple times he was 'just taking a break from everyone' and 'we'll get back together' and 'I still want to marry you'. Eventually I started getting ticked about being dragged along and began demanding he make up his mind. He got it into his mind that if we got back together, I'd be 'winning' (alchohol talking here). So we've been sitting here, neither of us moving on since last May, in a virtual conundrum of stupidity until two weeks ago. Two weeks ago he visited me and I was so close to getting him back. He went home and promised to see me a few days later. A few days later, he stood me up. Turns out his step-dad had closed all the businesses, fired all the employees, drained the bank accounts and took off, leaving his mother broke. His mother was threaning suicide, and his other sister was saying she would if her mother did. His mother had been paying the rent and for college. I kinda knew this was going to happen (his step-dad was a total rat), but something in Jeff's brain just stopped clicking and he just decided to give up on everything. He told me he didn't care if his mother died! And he just stopped talking to me, moved to a new place and started drinking like a fish. Last I heard from him (a week ago) he hadn't gotten a student loan yet and was just waiting for the rent or school bills to come that he couldn't pay.

So here I am, still holding on because the look I saw in his eyes two weeks ago still gives me hope that my old Jeff can find his way back, and desperatly worrying over the one person I care most about in this world. If I give up on him now, he has no one. I know he's desperatly lonely right now. What's killing me is knowing that he won't let me help, not because I can't, but because some messed-up voice in his head is convinced that everyone else is responsible for this mess and alienation is the only haven.

Whew- really long....sorry