For the lulz:


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The comments are complete gold. I really sugest you read it.
Proof that some people just go way too far.

Also, Merry Wintereenmas!

EDIT: HELL YEAH! I went and actually got to sit my P plate test yesterday and got them FIRST GO! The funny thing qwas the moment I walked into the office, the bitch that served me last time put on her sunglasses and hid behind the counter, and then when I passed, she had to print my lisence out. Talk about eating humble pie. So I am completely free now! I have my own car (in moderate working order), my lisence, my man and my dog We are good to go!

Taken from journal. What a fantastic idea!

THE BASICS: write a Christmas/Holiday wish list. It can be any 10 wishes you'd like to have granted, no matter what they are. Possible or seemingly impossible. People look and grant the wishes if they can. It's not about "OMFG PRESENTS", it's about making someone else's holiday a little brighter by giving.

STEP ONE

Make a post in your journal. The post should contain your list of 10 holiday wishes. The wishes can be anything at all, from simple and fun ("I'd love a lineart that's just for me") to medium ("I wish for _____ on DVD") to really big ("All I want for Christmas is a new car/computer/house/TV.") The important thing is, make sure these wishes are things you really, truly want.

If you wish for real possible things, make sure you include some sort of contact info in your post, whether it's your address or just your email address where Santa (or one of his elves) could get in touch with you. In this case, you can always just note someone on DA.

Also, make sure you post some version of these guidelines in your journal, so that others can join in and participate to spread the holiday joy!


STEP TWO

Surf around your friend list to see who has posted their list. And now here's the important part:

If you see a wish you can grant, and it's in your heart to do so, make someone's wish come true. Sometimes someone's trash is another's treasure, and if you have a leather jacket you don't want or a gift certificate you won't use--or even know where you could get someone's dream purebred Basset Hound for free, do it.

You needn't spend money on these wishes unless you want to. The point isn't to put people out, it's to provide everyone a chance to be someone else's holiday elf--to spread the joy. Gifts can be made anonymously or not--it's your call.

There are no rules with this project, no guarantees, and no strings attached. Just...wish, and it might come true. Give, and you might receive. And you'll have the joy of knowing you made someone's holiday special.


My Wishlist.
1. That I have a roof over my head for Christmas and that the people I care about most are with me.
2. That I make some more friends and get to talk more to the ones I already have.
3. That I can find a decent job to pay for rent and help me move out.
4. Some new medieval kit. A shortsword, a set of chainmail or a breastplate. Even the plastic softball kind I can wear under my shirt to stop me getting hit in the boobs. A longbow would be incredible.
5. Craft stuff! I don't care what. Buttons, beads, fabric, doll kits, paint by numbers, models to paint, knitting wool... Anything to help me keep my hands busy. The more complex, the better!
6. Stuff for my car- New seals for the driver's side door of my Hyundai Excell. It leaks badly every time it rains. So I have to keep my car under a tarp. A navman is a must, since I'm incapable of consulting a street directory and driving at the same time. That and a CD player. The car still has its original casette player
7. Dancing lessons. Ballet, ballroon, latin, jazz... I don't care. I just want to dance.
8. A custom-made medieval dress that I've been trying to make for months.
9. Perhaps some art of my characters or horses/pegasi/other mythical creatures? Something I can put on my wall and look at
10. Some good books that I can bury myself in for a few weeks.

Well, that's my list. If you decide to do this too, leave me a note or a comment so that I can have a look at your list too!

... for yet another shameless plug

If you like insanity and writing, or a combinaiton of the two, this forum is the place for you.
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More of a note for myself so I can find the forum again when I'm not on a regular computer, actually, but if you're looking for yet another thing to take up your time, then this is it.

Any questions?

Life seems determined to overthrow my every attempt at getting out on my own away from it all.
I mean, seriously.
Not cool.

I went for my P plate test. Even got there early. Went up to the counter to hand in the required paperwork and my log book when the cranky bitch of a thing behind the counter opens her mouth with...

"You're not sitting the test today."

Naturally, I look at her for a moment before replying with "What?"

She replies "I'm not letting you sit the test today."

Right there and then, she removes my booking form the system and tries to charge me for it. All the while, I'm trying to work out what the flying f*ck is going on while she keeps telling me I'm not allowed to even get in the god damned car and is trying to squeeze another $44 for a booking fee out of me.

Apparently miss-stick-up-her-arse has decided that, despite the other RTA office telling me everything was in perfect working order, my log book was filled in correctly (after flipping through the pages) and that all I'd need to do was to turn up, I'm not even allowed to get in MY OWN F*CKING CAR that I had my friend take time out of his TAFE course to drive there because, lo and behold, my log book is missing its front f*cking cover.

Brilliant.

I try to work out why this is the case, bitchtits keeps crapping on, basically treating me as if I deliberately ripped the cover off MY OWN LOG BOOK to steal hours off someone who happens to have the same rego plates as me, the same surname and the same god damn mother. To top that off, she tells me that I don't have to option of going back home to try and find said cover as she's gone and taken my booking off the system. THEN she wants me to pay more money to by a NEW log book when it was their shitty log book (the one THEY gave me) that had the shitty cover that magically fell off in the first two weeks of me keeping it secure in my glove box.

After going through hell and a half just to get to this point in time, this far from total freedom, only to be told to go and f*ck myself by some angry bitch of a woman... Naturally, I wasn't impressed and made an ass out of myself in the RTA office by bursting into tears.

Anyway... bitchtits starts lecturing me on how irresponcible I am and how I'll probably have to sit the 120 HOURS OF DRIVING TIME AGAIN because she feels like having a conniption at me when my friend practically jumps the counter at her for being arrogant, rude and completely against any customer service charter the place has when she then tells me to FORGE MY OWN LOG BOOK. Yeah. Miss High-and-Mighty told me to forge my own log book. To forge my mother's signature, and the ones against all my hours in order to supposedly write them in a new book that she's trying to sell me.

When I ask her how on earth she expects to be able to verify that I've done the actual hours instead of just getting some random asshat to sign my book for me, being that it's completely illegal and all, she has another fit at me over the counter and basically tells me the GTFO of the office.

F*ck you RTA woman.
F*ck you.

The moment I get my P plates, I'm demanding to speak to her manager and putting in a formal complaint against this woman. God help us all if she's the one that I have to put up with for the actual driving test. I wonder if I can demand another officer on the grounds of her being a bitch?

Just a quick journal.

I'm going for my P plates this Wednesday. For those of you who aren't Australian, your P plates give you the freedom to drive a car without needing a black lisence (full lis.) holder in the car with you. They are the next step up from 'L' or Learner plates. To get your P plates, you're required to pass a driving test with 90% or higher.

I really hope I get them, since it means a well deserved break for me and the freedom I sorely need.

I'm still here, but rather quiet. Feel free to note me!