Good night romantic love poems

So I’ve been really contemplating working for scooters! I’m just nervous, I last worked at Starbucks and loved making drinks! I just couldn’t stand the Starbucks work environment and entitlement! So employees, I have a question! Is scooters different in your opinion?? Is it a good environment? How does your store run, do you have fun?? Etc. any information and opinions would be wonderful!!

Hello everyone, back on here looking for love (in all the wrong places), but in all seriousness looking for someone who can push my buttons in the right way, perhaps this is you ?
About me;
*Passionate *Creative (writing and art) *Genuine *Loyal *Honest *Empathic *down to earth *can keep up a conversation about just about anything *single father to a 9 year old boy *determined individual(though it can lean into stubbornness which I’m working on) *6’0ft tall *196lbs approximately *average to fit body type
My interest lay mostly in entertainment(movies,music, videogames, sports,etc). I also enjoy walking, hiking, gardening and beach combing.
I work overnights so perhaps you are a night owl or work overnights as well so as to keep communication going well if we click.
That’s about all I can think of, if this seems like something you’re interested in send me a message, say hi, I have photos upon request, your photo gets mine.
Have a great day.

The dissociation and depersonalization are really bad. It’s been getting worse and worse. I can’t stop myself from floating away. Sometimes I have to hold onto things and feel them and tell myself I’m still here. I don’t remember what happens throughout the day. When people are talking to me it takes everything to focus on the words to remember what they say. Sometimes I have to repeat them to make sure I got it
I was hypomanic for about a week and everything was extremely intense and a little dysphoric but now I don’t know what’s happening. It’s like a flip switched
This morning I was feeling okay and then got super angry and irritable. Then my mood started feeling really really low and I started crying. My thoughts took me to dark places and suicide. Everything felt so intense I just wanted to escape. I couldn’t stop self harming
But I had to go to work
I couldn’t make it through the day and had to leave early. My manager said that since this has been happening a lot maybe it would be a good idea to take a leave of absence
Everything feels so weird and off in my head. It’s like I’m not there. I feel like an alien
All day I’ve been feeling really overwhelmed And I ended up having a panic attack at work. I had one last night too. It feels like things keep building and building
I feel so stuck. Stuck in my head, stuck in a really depressed mood and stuck in one position staring out the window
I wish I wasn’t alone. I’m scared of my thoughts. I don’t know what to do

Hi everyone!! I’m looking for a short story or novella collection for my mom for her birthday. She’s mentioned wanting to bring them on our trips so it’s be great if they came in paperback. She loves books with romance, family life and just feel good stories. Some of her favorites are Beach Read, Pennies in Heaven, Tuesdays with Morrie, Part of Your World and Little Monsters. I appreciate any suggestions, thanks so much!!

I take 30 mgs for sleep reasons for bipolar mania. A bottle of 30 will probablyblast me around 6-9 months before I need to get more. Shit is pretty awsome. I get good sleep stay asleep for the most part when manic every now and then I will wake up at 2am feeling like the 2nd comming of christ and then fall over 10 minutes later great silver bullet for mania. Somtimes I just take one in the day if I know im going out of my own control.
But for it to give me drowsiness and feel relaxed and kick in fully I need to eat gummy candy and its funny cause that 100% against sleep recommendations. But when im having mania to get in the bed I take 30 mg of temazapam and munch on gummy bears or life savers and booooom. Imma feel it in about 20-30 minutes. But if I don't. It can take several hours. And I wonder why that is.
I wish it wasn't addictive and tolerance developing or I would use it every night. Cause this is just way to fun. Wish they made 1 mg melatonin gummy bears so I could eat like 20 or 30 of them after taking my temazapam cause this night routine is awsome.

Hey there,
I'm kinda new to this. I'm 25F and I've been quite lonely all my life. I've never had any real friends. I've always been kind and caring and I guess everyone took advantage of my kindness. Whenever I had an issue there was not single shoulder on which I could rest my head. Not a single word of comfort or a single hug that could elevate my mood. I'm not depressed, but I crave for a good connection, even virtual.
I have a lot of interests like movies, art, stories, chatting and walking in nature. I love conversations and since I'm done with my semester, I'm free to chat anytime about anything.
If you're interested, kindly send a chat invite. Your gender or location doesn't matter as long as you're chill and kind. I prefer someone older than me, cuz frankly, people of my age suck at this.
See ya.

He broke NC on 7th day we broke up a year ago. He got a gf in December .He came back in February not bcs he loves me because his gf cheated on him. So I took him back but in march I found out he was w her again and was lying to me.
He said "I'm confused I love u but I love her too" blah blah so I said plz leave me alone bye. He is suicidal and he texted couple of times only when he was depressed when he got better he just simply left me
On 14th may he turned 27 and he texted me saying "I miss u I think about u all day can we call later maybe?"
I said "sorry I don't trust u" he said "I'm bleeding I cut myself" I tired to support him make him feel good so we just wished each other goodnight and went to sleep.
Yesterday I made insta acc and found his acc and there I saw him and his gf put each others initials with a heart emoji oh man... I had almost heart attack I couldn't stop crying because I wanted to do that w him but he said he doesn't know how to do that
I felt like dying. I asked myself "I was loyal to him I love him so much I didn't cheat on him but why he didn't choose me? Am I so ugly ?"
Im writing and crying I will turn 19 this year his gf is 21.
So I texted him on Snapchat saying"I found ur acc and saw u forgave her that's cool but plz stop texting me"
he said "can u please block me. Im killing u. U could text her and tell everything and ruin my life but u didn't ur good human. Take care of urself wish u the best maybe after some time unblock me we can talk about the past and how crazy everything was"..
Im like wtf I said I'm sorry I'm never gonna text u take care he said goodbye that's all...
I'm so broken I'm at a point where I can even give his insta username to everyone I just can't stop crying I don't wanna sound pathetic
I was healing myself but he texted and im destroyed I need advice idk why I still love him after he put me through so many things.
Im so embarrassed to text here I'm sorry

All names have been changed to protect everyone’s info. When this happened I was 21.
Long one so buckle up! So I (21f at the time) met this girl we’ll call Amy. I met Amy volunteering at a library where she just ordered people on what to do, despite only being a volunteer herself, not a librarian. Anyway… only after 7 months of knowing her she dates this guy, (we’ll call him Ben) and gets engaged within two months because she was pregnant. I kid you not, she married this guy 3 months after meeting him. I thought that was a questionable choice, but was not confrontational.
When my then fiancé and I went on a double date with Amy and Ben, Ben was nice. My fiancé loved hanging out with him due to similarities in hobbies. After dinner in bed, my fiancé is on his computer and trying to add Ben on Facebook. After searching his name up and trying nicknames and full names, we find a FRICKIN ARTICLE about how this dude slly a*ted women. I was shocked and sent the link to my Amy, worried for her. She replies with “Don’t worry, I know! He’s a changed man!! I can’t have my baby with no daddy!” Literally that, with some other stuff. Keep in mind he was only charged 2 years ago with barely any punishment. (It didn’t say exactly on the article) I, decided to leave it at that but told Amy that if she needs me, she can text or call anytime and I can help.
Fast forward to when Amy becomes a bridezilla…
Amy asks me to be her MOH! Not a BM, (not baby mamas auntie charlotte 🤭) a MOH!! And my fiancé was asked to be a best man. I accepted because Amy and I were pretty close. As soon as I accept, Amy clicks a switch. She informed me as a MOH I should be paying for the catering, BM dresses, and HER dress. As well as the Air BNB for a resort area in Hawaii! I told her that I would be willing to pay for catering and the BM dress, as well as mine (my fiancé and I were pretty well off, he said it would fine to do so.) just the total of those things would have been almost 3,000 dollars. (1,500 for dresses and 1,500 for food) she tells me that she needs help because she’s pregnant and can’t work. Amy was 2 months pregnant and worked part time at a desk. I tell her I’m sorry, but 10k quite a bit. She huffs and puffs but gets over it.
ONE DAY before the wedding we are rehearsing. It’s going well, until Amy tells me I need to change the menu for food and the BM dresses. I was shocked and asked why to which she said the menu we had now was not trendy enough and she liked a new color for the dresses. I inform her that I can’t make that happen with adjustments with the dresses and we already had the food in a freezer. Amy gets LIVID. Saying how she’s done soo much for me by being my friend and she can’t afford to change the menu. Like okay then don’t do it girl. Her fiancé took her home. I got a text from her saying how she sooo pregnant (as in 2-3 months) and she just gets cranky sometimes. More like delusional (not even delulu).
Day of the wedding comes and I see the cream white BM dresses an olive/baby poop green.I was shocked and asked Amy what happened. She said she dyed them the color she wanted them! I was surprised but didn’t bother her about it because it was her wedding. 20 minutes later, she asks if I can do her and her BMs makeup. I asked where the makeup artist was and she said she cancelled them to save herself some money. I told her I don’t do very good make up and I only do simple make up and she’s like oh OK sure do it good though. So I do 5 full faces of makeup including mine. By the time that’s done I’m exhausted mentally and we have 2 hours until the ceremony. I go to find Amy’s dress and can’t so I ask her where it is. This MF tells me I was to buy it!! I tell her I bought mine and the BMs dresses. Amy starts freaking out and lashing out on me. I tell her to calm down and I can get a white party dress if mine (looks like it could be for a wedding) and it will still look great in her. She goes “Ooh nice I don’t have to charge anyone for me renting a dress” and I’m like gurl.
Ceremony comes without too much trouble… until.
I have this teenage cousin (15-16f) of Amy who tells me Ben has been trying to get him and her alone. This poor girl we’ll call Carla was having a panic attack so my fiancé (he’s a psychologist) calms her down quickly and has her explain the situation to Amy hoping Amy will know what to do. What does Amy decide to do? To tell Carla she is a liar and Ben is too perfect to want a DISGUSTING LITTLE GIRL LIKE HER. This is when I had enough and tell Amy that that was horrible of her and I will be leaving with Carla and her accompanying people. Amy scoffs at me and just goes back to the crowd to look like the perfect wife and person in front of everyone.
I eventually was able to completely cut off ties with Amy and her family. Ben is now in jail or was and Amy now has a drug addiction (probably from the help of Ben) with her parents raising her kid to keep him safe.
That is my tea. (Sorry it’s so long and if there are spelling mistakes)

I just wanted to make this post to show everyone that love still exists out there. I met my (F 18) boyfriend (M 19) in January of last year for the first time. We immediately clicked. He wasn’t really the type to just meet up with people from online so i believe this was faith. We both almost cancelled because we were so nervous and wasn’t sure if it was a good idea. The first day we hung out felt like we’d already been dating for years. He made me feel so safe instantly. I was in a bad place with very bad friends around me. He’s the reason i got out of one of the worst friendships of my life. I’ve had bad family problems and he’s stood there by my side through some unbelievable things that no one would ever stay with me for. He’s the only person to ever make me feel better while being sad and he’s the most loyal man i’ve ever met i have no doubts and never will. He will be my husband and i can’t wait for that day.

Often people as for restaraunt recs, but as Seattle locals, often you're just drawn to a place because their _______ is to die for.
I live in pioneer square...I got three in that neighborhood I've had lately that call my name

1. The half chicken at DEAD LINE. "Cassava, lacinato kale, horseradish cream, black garlic aioli". The kale is more like greens that the chicken lays on, and it is served with Croquettes. The crispy skin and tender chicken is amazing, thoroughly impressive. The aoli is a great neutral contrast to the strong tastes of the chicken and kale. It's absolutely amazing.
   
2. The Crab Toast at OYSTER CELLAR (1st and Marion). This place is new, and wtf...crab toast has no business being this good. It's on a fluffy and warm sour dough, with a fonduta on top...effing amazing. I love a place that makes a normal item that special. Amazing.
   
3. COOKIES CHICKEN - "the barn burner", 2 stars heat. Okay for all the chicken sandwich wars over the years...Cookie's is my personal reigning champion. This sandwich is fire...perfect spice, and it's not just some slathered on sauce...it's the batter and chicken itself...something about this sandwich tastes "real". Am recommending.
   

Yours?

Ill start off saying I do know it is a midi controller, I already know how to set that all up it is not a problem for me at all. I also know it is just semi weighted and touch sensitive, which could be a problem some say but how bad of a problem?
I am not really planning to learn any crazy classical piano, I want to play a lot of C418, indie piano pieces, and write some of my own stuff. Also use this midi controller for a synthesizer and whatnot.
This is the only seemingly solid option I can find in my price range of around $300 CAD, i would pay some more if there is a really good option. Can this be okay to learn some piano on? I dont really see myself ever getting a grand piano or anything of that sort, but who knows of course, I think that would be a problem for future me if i really fell in love with piano.

Mr Morton did not ruin Janine/Gregory, but he did bring down the vibe with his trauma dump. We've been hearing about his marital troubles all season, so him talking about his failed relationship with a teacher is not out of character. I dont believe he was sharing that purposely to make Janine and Gregory reconsider their situationship. He's just self centered and not aware of the vibe. Ava, on the other hand, was being petty for not Gregory ignoring her advances before, and because she loves messing with Janine.
Gregory had SO MANY chances to share his feelings with Janine. He kept pushing it off, even after Manny's text. I love Gregory!!! But sadly his behavior toward romantic relationships (in general) comes off really immature. Giving Manny his props for asking Janine out like a grown adult. Manny Hive??? Lol

I know a queer woman (bisexual) my exact age (22) that have had a bunch of relationships with girls since she was a teenager to now, women seem to always want commitment with her (she told me), my romantic life is the exact opposite and i've been out of the closet for longer than her (i'm lesbian). I've never had any woman interested in me, i've never went out on a date and never kissed anyone. I think i look good by conventionally beauty standards i tend to dress more femenine, my personality ain't that bad ( the worst thing is that i tend to be more introverted) and i have goals in my life.My question is why some people have so many options, and some others have no options at all? I though for many years that i didn't have any options because it was very hard to find another woman that likes women. But so many queer women that i honestly don't percieve as better than me find relationships so easily. Maybe people born with predestined goals to fulfill in a lifetime and being in a relationship is not one of them for me.(?) Do any of you feel like this? And what is your experience?
Excuse my english, spanish is my first language.

She won't tell me who with. She won't explain her plans for the night. She "doesn't owe me information about her life." That's it... that's the whole post. I'm just wording how the woman I loved turned into this absolute monster.

Not sure if there's anything to it, or if it was just coincidence and it's the start of the 4 month regression, but the two nights in a row I did the final feed as a nurse bub didn't get through the night like normal (been very consistent for months). I wonder if the bottle feed meant LO got a bit more food in him that he would have otherwise taken in? I know all the boob feed mums in my mother's group are barely sleeping through the night.. wonder if there's anything to it. Has everyone else had good night sleepers from bottle feeding potentially 'larger' qtys? (It's easier to eat from bottle, so assuming they eat a bit more than they would otherwise).

I (F19), was an only child growing up. I grew up in a household with my mum, dad and grandma. Growing up, I’ve been very close with my dad and grandma. My dad would take me to all of these activities and events such as drag racing and roll racing events, I loved them so much growing up that it became a tradition to go every year. We still go to these events by the way.
My mother however, is the complete opposite. Growing up whenever I would ask her if we could go somewhere or play with my toys together, she would always tell me “later” and walk into her room, lay on her bed and proceed to do nothing. When “later” came I would walk into her room and ask her again, to which her response would be she’s too tired. This would continue to happen my whole childhood. In turn, I would end up playing by myself for the majority of my childhood.
My mother would also constantly try and have my father yell at me or get mad at me growing up. When I was little, If I moved something out of place and drop something on accident (nothing valuable or can be easily shattered), she would always march up the hallway to the back door, slam it and complain about me, till my dad would come in and tell me off. This would happen so many times a day, every day. I wish it was an exaggeration but it is not. It only got worse the older I got as I was entering high school. Everybody knows high school is draining and can leave you exhausted after a long day. When I would come home after a long day at school, I would tell my mum that I was tired and just felt like being left alone for a while, she would get mad at me and continue to do her stomp up the hallway and complain about me to my dad. Too many times. Every day. Safe to say my dad got sick of it after many years.
My mother also HATED my grandmother. (My dads mother). My mother moved into to live with my dad and my grandma about 2 years before I was born. I want to mention, that the house we live in is my grandmas house. Over the years my mother came to hate my grandma for no apparent reason whatsoever. She would break my grandmas items, from dishes or cutlery to ornaments and special memorabilia that she had bought travelling overseas. TW for this next sentence. My mum would also kick my grandmas dog. He is a small Moodle and goes by the name Kobi. He’s still alive and okay btw. My mother also couldn’t stand being in the same room as my grandma, couldn’t use the same cutlery or machines as my grandma. Even got to the point where my mum wouldn’t even eat my grandmas food anymore and my mother would just start to cook her own food. My mother and my grandma are opposite chefs I might mention. My grandma is so talented at cooking and can make the most delicious dishes, my mother on the other hand… could not cook even if her life depended on it. It got to a point where her cooking was so inedible that I wouldn’t eat for a couple days straight. This happened a lot.
I could talk about a lot more but it would be too much to include. Let’s just say mummy issues. Let’s move on to more recent times and I’ll keep it short and sweet.
My mother moved out last August after cheating on my dad since I was a kid. There was an argument and I asked her why she would do that to the father of her child and her answer was that it didn’t even matter and it was a long time ago. I should probably also mention that my mother and father are both deaf and my mother has a learning disability. I’ve tried over the years to sympathise with her and understand her behaviour however every part of me reminded myself that you can have a disability and be a kind person and a good mother, and that it’s not an excuse, which is what my mothers family like to think. I’ve tried to tell them about my mothers behaviour before as it was getting so out of hand I was worried for my grandmas health. And like I said, they ignored everything I told them and blamed it on her disability. After that, I gave up trying to tell them the type of person she was.
Now to this week and the reason I’m making this post. My father sent me a message asking me to send my mother a happy Mother’s Day text. I, however, have no interest of doing so. About an hour ago I received a call from my Aunty (mothers sister) why I had not said happy Mother’s Day to my mum and how she was crying and was so upset. She told me that I need to be respectful and show her the “love that she showed me growing up” and that my mother was an amazing person. I didn’t know what to say to her because all I wanted to tell her was the truth and that my mother is the complete opposite however it’s a waste of my breath. Plus not to mention, their father (my pa) is very sick and doesn’t have long so I guess it doesn’t help. I personally think I have every right to choose whether or not I say happy Mother’s Day to her or not, focusing on the not because of her lack of affection and attention growing up but anyway, AITA for not telling my mother happy Mother’s Day.

I really don’t know why I’m writing this. Part of me wants to be told I’m overreacting I guess
My childhood and 20s were rough, but I have managed to claw my way to some kind of normal life. After burning out and getting fired from a hospitality job, I decided to make a career change, take a 2 years off and pursue my masters - finishing at the height of Covid.
I did really well in my program, enjoyed the research, and was encouraged to continue for a doctorate thru the same school that was only supposed to add an extra 2 years to my studies. I was struggling to find a job and dealing with some family issues back home so I thought it was a great idea. I figured I would try to find a full time job in my field in the meantime and could always finish my doctorate later in life if needed. The summer before I started, I started dating my bf at this time.
Unfortunately, due to some setbacks with my school (not on my part ) things are taking longer than expected to finish the program. I’m okay with this, despite everything, I enjoy my work and feel like I’m finally thriving in life. At the beginning of my program I was working a somewhat full time job unrelated to my field and found it difficult to manage everything. I decided instead to pursue internships that allowed for flexibility in my studying, would bring in some finances as needed while helping me gain needed experience in the field. I have been fully transparent with him about everything and he has repeatedly said he was supportive of my decisions. Since then, I have been surviving financially on a combo of student loans (taking out the bare minimum required to pay for school + little more to help cover emergencies), internship paychecks, and a meager stipend (good for 2 years and is enough to cover my portion of rent).
My boyfriend however, finds himself constantly getting worked up every so often over how my life is going. We find ourselves having the same argument every few weeks and I’m exhausted trying to navigate things with him. He feels that my school is stringing me along for whatever reason and they’ll only push my expected graduation further down the road. (He’s right that they are annoying at times but things like my advisor’s spouse suddenly dying can’t be helped). We are both in our early 30s but he seems to feel that I am wasting my time doing my studies and internships. I just completed an internship at a very prestigious organization and returned to finish up what I hope will be the last year of my doctorate. At the same time I started this internship, I received another internship offer at another prestigious organization that was due to start when the first one ended. However, I’m unable to start until they finish a working clearance for me that was delayed due to a mix up in my paper work. The offer is still on the table and they are flexible with my start date once I receive my clearance. I took this as a sign to focus on school and try to get as much done as possible before this new internship starts and hopefully be on my way to graduation and a new job by the end of the year.
In the meantime, I’ve been applying for full time positions, acting as if this internship won’t work out, but I’ve been picky in the positions I’m applying to for my own sanity and because this internship is literally my dream position and I’m remaining optimistic that things will fall into place and they’ll keep me on. I’m still being realistic and planning for every possible outcome!
My boyfriend finds himself constantly getting worked up over this. He works a well paying full time job and despite me not making as much as him, we have been able to enjoy ourselves pretty well over the two years or so vacation and gift wise. We split everything 50/50, with myself (I feel) contributing more to household expenses because I am home more and want to ensure things are nice and well taken care of. I’ve never complained because I really don’t care, in the end, I’m able to save money because we live together and I would be spending the same amount on everything even if I was single. I’m also extremely cautious with my finances and make sure to budget well so that I can afford all my necessities/bills, add some money to my savings, and have a little extra left over to enjoy life when I can. I have only mentioned once how I wish we could contribute proportionally based on our “incomes” or at least he would be willing to accommodate when we go out to eat or whatever. (he really enjoys food and will try everything on the menu. I mentioned it’s difficult for me to pay sometimes because I don’t always budget that high for restaurant outings.) This of course started a huge argument and him nearly accusing me of asking him to pay entirely for my expenses at all times… I felt like I was losing my mind.
I understand it’s frustrating for him to be living a little bit less well off than he expects. He wants a bigger apartment and to start a family. I tell him I’m not holding him back from having these things. Im not holding him hostage, my life will not fall apart if we break up. It will be difficult of course but I can always return back to my family until I get back on my feet. I have told him I’m more than willing to find a part time job if it makes him feel better, but he has repeatedly told me I need to focus on my career. But! For whatever reason, he doesn’t see internships as work… which is confusing and! He is adamant that he won’t support me unless we’re married, but he feels he can’t marry me until I’m more “stable”. That’s fine with me, I understand from his perspective he’s got some family issues and finds himself supporting his mom in her older age. I honestly think he has a fear I’ll end up like his mother.
I love him deeply but this is my life right now and it’s not like I don’t want these things too. I do, I think about them daily and it pushes me to keep working even when things feel impossible. I told him us living together was great because I’m able to save money and get a head start on life before my new career takes off. But he feels like I’m not taking life seriously and that one day I’m just gonna decide to drop out and either (a) do nothing with my life and expect him to pay for everything or (b) change my mind about my career “again” and keep going to school. It almost feels like he doesn’t believe I’m in school for good reason. I could NEVER bring myself to do either of those things, I’ve struggled enough and I’ve watched women in my family rely on men and I REFUSE to let that happen to me. In his culture it’s unheard of to change your career field and it’s even weirder that someone in their 30s is doing internships. Pursuing a PhD is also weird to him because in his field it’s only if you want to become a professor, in my field, academia is an option but also a lot of jobs often require a PhD! For the most part it’s not crazy for people in my field to have done multiple internships before their first job.
Explaining this every month is tiring and our argument today I found myself speechless for the first time. I’m so done fighting with him about this and I want to leave but I just don’t want to feel like I’m overreacting in what is probably just a season in our relationship. I also feel it’s unfair that I would have to uproot my entire life if we were to break up. He is incredibly loving and supportive otherwise. During our arguments it’s like he comes back to his senses halfway thru and suddenly realizes he was being unfair and we make up and go back to normal. It’s just these random bouts were he gets too in his head and starts overthinking and it’s hard to bring him back to where we were before in that moment.
I feel like I’m going crazy and talking to a brick wall when we get into our arguments. And now that I’ve typed everything out I know I probably sound crazy. If I were a friend of mine I would’ve told him to dump him a long time ago.

I would like to start off by saying yes, I am aware I am an idiot a lot of the time, but this has to be one of the stupidest things I've done. Recently, Childish Gambino released his new album, and with it, he released his upcoming world tour. Me (17M) and my (17F) girlfriend love Childish Gambino, so we were both super excited about this upcoming news. However, reality set in that we both don't really have the money for it, so we were a bit disappointed, or at least I pretended to be. Little did she know I have a secret money stash, specifically made for moments like these when one of my favorite artists may make a surprise visit to my city. So I signed up for the presale and listened to his music to improve my chances, and the night before the presale went live, I was able to get the link. This was great. I had roughly 300 dollars that I could use to get both of us some seats. The problem was that the presale went live during one of my classes. My school is pretty strict when it comes to phone use, so I was risking getting into some big shit at the school if I got caught, especially because I am very active in the school and am well known by staff on a first name basis.
To get around getting in trouble in school, I told my mom that it was saved on her computer with the link and password to the website so she would be able to get in and buy them for me in case I couldn't during class. GREAT, all set and done, ready to rock and roll. BTW, Childish Gambino I love you, but respectfully, WHY MAKE PRESALE ON A RANDOM WENSDAY AT 12 PM? Anyways, I got to school and did my normal school day stuff. When 11:55 rolled around, I went to the website on my computer and logged in. In the moment, I realized I could email my mom instead of texting her. So I used that to ask if she also got in and give me a heads-up about how much the tickets were. She was slow at responding, which is understandable given the circumstances. She let me know she was able to grab two tickets for $295, and she was about to pay but I told her I just got in, so I'd do it.
I got in and realized I had a timer on my screen. They were hurrying me to make a selection. I clicked and clicked and sanged the tickets for 99 bucks each, not bad. It was after I paid that my girl friend asked me what was wrong, as she saw the sheer look of horror on my face.
She looked at my screen, which I had kind of hidden from her, but she was able to take a peek while I was in this dark space. I had bought tickets to OAKLAHOMA.
My dear redditors, just to let you know, I DO NOT LIVE ANYWHERE NEAR FUCKING OAKLAHOMA.
So my girlfriend sees this, and she's stunned because she realized this was supposed to be her present because the concert is like 2 days later, but she also sees I bought the wrong tickets, so she isn't mad at me, but she's sad because: 1. I bought the wrong tickets, wasting money; 2. she messed up her birthday gift; 3. she saw I was sad and empathized with me. I definitely thought I should have just let my mom buy the tickets instead of wanting to pick them out and get them myself. So yeah, I just wasted 255 bucks. I'm trying to resell them and only lose 75, but still.
TL;DR: I wanted presale tickets for childish gambino of my girlfriend's birthday, and I bought tickets for the wrong music venue running her birthday present and me for the whole 255 bucks.

Are entry refurbished and reopened from Albright a Hyatt property. Absolutely loved the hotel! Amazing staff, clean facilities and room and an excellent executive lounge experience.
As a titanium elite member I was upgraded to a one bedroom suite which was massive! A lively welcome Amenity in room of some amazing truffles and fruit. The room was modern and spacious. I Liked the design perhaps not For everyone but it appealed To me.
The tv was massive in the bedroom, city view, bath was lovely. Overhead shower though I prefer a hand shower everyone is different.
Swimming pool was ample in size and had great facilities. No staff on duty in the area, so am unsure if the bar etc by the pool is Open regularly etc.
The executive staff <3 amazing service. Friendly attentive and genuinely good people. Am unsure if there is afternoon tea as I was Swimming. However there are evening cocktails and light food. I foolishly thought I’d go to dinner afterwards however I was too full. The array of cheese and cold cuts was ample. They had fresh spring rolls. Salad. Vietnamese shrimp salad, drinks. Hot food of satay and seafood snacks. Bread. Desserts and so on.
Breakfast - again great experience. Japanese, Korean, Indian, Vietnamese and standard western fare were all available. Omelette station. Noodle soup station. Fresh juice station. For Me the winner was the coffee and fresh croissants.
Overall I strongly recommend the Hotel, maybe a tad far From the city centre but tacos are easy to get. One of the best experiences yet!!!!

Hi everyone. So I have a massive 20x40x10 foot (deep end) in ground pool. I inherited a family house last year been abandoned for probably about a decade excluding a few random squatters. I have frogs. They’re small but they are LOUD. I live in MA if that helps idk what type they are. I’ve seen water skimmers, beetles, and god knows whatever else swimming around in there, no tadpoles yet this year but inevitably. Last year I drained the pool to see what the damage was to restore it. Looking at 20k so absolutely not, for now anyways. Draining it either killed them or scared them away for good since they didn’t return for the rest of the season. Pool cover 3k which I don’t really have either but that’s a top priority when I’m able. How can I get rid of these damn frogs and all accompanying things?? I will absolutely not be trying to catch and rehome them, and I don’t really have the money to hire anyone either. I truthfully don’t care if they die. I just need them gone. Their incessant chirping all night is a noise complaint from all surrounding neighbors. This house is enough of a mess as is, please do not suggest leaving them for any reason. I’ve seen coffee grounds and vinegar around the pool but that seems like a deterrent not a removal, should I just dump that straight into the pool? It’s almost completely full, pool company we’re going to get the cover thru said the water needs to be 18” or less to the top to cover it. No idea why nor have I asked, less work for me to just let the rain fill it up. Please don’t call me heartless, if it’s such a big deal come do it yourself. Not worth it to me as a single mom with a hardly updated 1930s house, with lead paint and all. I have bigger things to deal with. PLEASE

Are entry refurbished and reopened from Albright a Hyatt property. Absolutely loved the hotel! Amazing staff, clean facilities and room and an excellent executive lounge experience.
As a titanium elite member I was upgraded to a one bedroom suite which was massive! A lively welcome Amenity in room of some amazing truffles and fruit. The room was modern and spacious. I Liked the design perhaps not For everyone but it appealed To me.
The tv was massive in the bedroom, city view, bath was lovely. Overhead shower though I prefer a hand shower everyone is different.
Swimming pool was ample in size and had great facilities. No staff on duty in the area, so am unsure if the bar etc by the pool is Open regularly etc.
The executive staff <3 amazing service. Friendly attentive and genuinely good people. Am unsure if there is afternoon tea as I was Swimming. However there are evening cocktails and light food. I foolishly thought I’d go to dinner afterwards however I was too full. The array of cheese and cold cuts was ample. They had fresh spring rolls. Salad. Vietnamese shrimp salad, drinks. Hot food of satay and seafood snacks. Bread. Desserts and so on.
Breakfast - again great experience. Japanese, Korean, Indian, Vietnamese and standard western fare were all available. Omelette station. Noodle soup station. Fresh juice station. For Me the winner was the coffee and fresh croissants.
Overall I strongly recommend the Hotel, maybe a tad far From the city centre but tacos are easy to get. One of the best experiences yet!!!!

I ‘29 F’ have been dating my boyfriend ‘36 M’ for 4 years now. Before my boyfriend now I was in an extremely abusive relationship for 4 years. The abuse started after a week. It was verbal, to a slap, to punching, to kicking me while I was on the ground, breaking my fingers for fun to putting me in the hospital multiple times and sexual abuse. Once I was out of it I was able to recognize the patterns I was so blind to for 4 years. Love bombing, the apologies the “over protectiveness” that involved going through my phone and checking the odometer on my car. I met my current boyfriend shortly after cutting all ties with my ex. Restraining orders the whole nine yards. To put it simply he was the most gentle soul I’ve ever met. He’s taken care of me, been with me through several mental health breakdowns and the constant therapy and meds to help me recover from my past. I’ve been diagnosed with severe PTSD and still deal with panic attacks to this day. 9 months in we found out we were expecting a baby. A miracle considering my past injuries severely inhibited my fertility. Our son is 2 years old now with the most bubbly personality and loves his mommy and daddy. My boyfriend let me quit my job to be a stay at home mom because our son has some medical problems of his own that have required a lot of appointments and time.
To the current matter. Yesterday I was giving our son a bath. He’s recently developed a hate for water and was screaming every time the water touched him. It wasn’t too hot it was barely lukewarm as in the past I thought that might be the problem. I decided to just go fast get his hair washed and get him out so I could calm him down. In all fairness he was screaming bloody murder as 2 year olds sometimes do when something isn’t necessarily the biggest matter. My boyfriend kept popping in and out trying to bring him toys that he would then just chuck at me full of water. I was soaked and when he came in he was pushing in front of me blocking me from being able to catch him if he decided to throw himself down as 2 year olds sometimes do. The in and out was also making him madder. I screamed “Get out!” and slammed the bathroom door as soon as he was out, trying to get control of the situation in yes, probably the wrong way. Out of nowhere my boyfriend slammed the door open balled his fists screamed “do that again I’ll beat the fuck out of you” and half lunged. I flinched and every bad moment I’ve ever experienced in the past came back. So much so that I braced to take it. He never hit me, he stormed out and I blurted out “we’re breaking up” I got my son out of the bath, got him dried off and dressed trying my best not to cry and scare him although he probably already was. I was shaking as I hugged him looked at my boyfriend and just said “Get out”. He listened. He walked up the street and called an Uber and checked himself into an inpatient psych/rehab facility. He’s had substance use issues in the past we both have but we’ve both been clean these past 4 years and I know he hasn’t relapsed on substances but mental disorders yes. Depression, his own PTSD from being stabbed at 16.
Here’s my dilemma. He gets out of inpatient tommorow night. After my psycho ex I firmly set for myself boundaries that I would never allow to be crossed again. 1 strike and done. Everything I’ve learned about domestic violence tells me to run. I’m just stunned because not once in 4 years has this man ever made me feel anything but safe. My little boy loves his daddy and I do too. Do I tell myself “He won’t do it again” like I did all those years with my ex or do I believe it this time.
I cried all night last night trying to get my panic attacks under control after I put my son to bed. Emotionally I’ve been thrown back 2 years of progress and my son deserves a present mom. But doesn’t he also deserve his daddy? Will I ever be able to unsee those 15 seconds that have sent all our worlds into chaos?
We went to the park all day today and got happy meals if you need to hear something positive after all that.