Advice from preschool teachers needed!!!
I am out in maternity leave and they’re trying to move me to the 3 year old room! I was in the older 4’s & 5s “pre-K class”. Very upset that they are trying to have the new teacher who was supposed to sub my class then be in the 2 year old room and then I get my class back. I’m so upset I said I’ll think about it as I might just quit. They’re saying they’re not making these changes because I’m on maternity leave but I know this wouldn’t of happened if I never left!! Mentally I cannot go back into 3 year old room I made up my mind They just said they needed to make changes. Totally not fair I been there the longest and worked my way up to the class or am I over reacting? I love the pre-K class so much i literally cried when they told me that. they said “too many changes” in my class so don’t wanna do more but I was the teacher there!! Should I just quit and look for a new job? What would you do

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After many attempts I finally managed to get past that page only to get a page saying “Sorry, you can’t access this page. Please check your URL and try again” with an error ID at the bottom.
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I am from Bahrain. Could there be some sort of a restriction in my country that I wasn’t aware of? Or is this common with NordVPN? This is quite annoying, I know my email is correct because I received the code and some other emails too, so what exactly is going on here?

For the last ten years I have been hunting a serial killer who has been terrorising our city. We know that they are responsible for well over a dozen eviscerated corpses.
Every crime scene is almost identical to the last. They always seem to target loners who live by themselves. They torture their victims by slowly eating then alive over the course of two to three days.
They never seem to care about cleaning up the crime scene afterwards, as they always leave behind tons of fingerprints. They draw random images using their victims blood to taunt us. The newspapers think that there is a hidden message in these images but I know it is nonsense.
I ran their fingerprints through our system and was beyond irritated when I got no results. It has become my obsession to catch this killer as I want to be regarded as a hero.
I was the first on the scene as a worried woman reported that she heard screams coming from her downstairs neighbour.
I kicked in her apartment door to discover the killer sitting on their latest victim and feasting on their intestines.
They raised their head and smiled at me as blood dripped from the edge of their mouth. Relief and confusion surged through me as I dragged him off his latest victim .
I led them to the back of my squad car while ignoring the laughs from the onlookers.
We arrived at the station and I held my head up high as I marched him into the station and began processing him. My sergeant came over and tried to tell me to go home, but I shrugged him off as I wanted to do this myself.
I could hear my colleagues calling me crazy but I didn't care as I finally caught him. I could see the look of shock and horror when I showed my sergeant that the fingerprints matched the other murder scenes.
He had me run them through again as he couldn't quite believe it, but they came up with the same results. My gaze shifted to our killer sitting in the cell as the other inmates rubbed and tickled his belly.
I knew he would probably get away with this as no court in this country would ever prosecute him. I stared into his furry little face while trying to explain to my bewildered sergeant that koala bears also leave behind fingerprints.

Advice from preschool teachers needed!!!
I am out in maternity leave and they’re trying to move me to the 3 year old room! I was in the older 4’s & 5s “pre-K class”. Very upset that they are trying to have the new teacher who was supposed to sub my class then be in the 2 year old room and then I get my class back. I’m so upset I said I’ll think about it as I might just quit. They’re saying they’re not making these changes because I’m on maternity leave but I know this wouldn’t of happened if I never left!! They just said they needed to make changes. Totally not fair I been there the longest and worked my way up to the class or am I over reacting? I love the pre-K class so much i literally cried when they told me that. they said “too many changes” in my class so don’t wanna do more but I was the teacher there!! Should I just quit and look for a new job? What would you do

Hey everyone,
I don't know why I decided to make this post, but I guess it's a way for me to vent and calm my mind a little bit. I appreciate anyone who would give some of their precious time to read this and leave a kind comment. I think I'm genuinely on the verge here; I'm desperate to feel some light. I'm sorry it will be long.
A little bit of context: The past months have been quite jarring and unkind to me. I won't get into why that is because I wouldn't stop talking. But as a consequence of those horrible issues, my mental health has been quite low. To the point that I developed an antisocial phase where I couldn't talk to people as I used to before. This forced me to drift away from friends, stop talking to people I genuinely care about, and struggle to answer their messages. I genuinely can't stop blaming myself and feeling bad about it, but I mean it when I say I had no choice. I couldn't bring myself to do it, no matter how much I tried.
Unfortunately, this included someone extremely important, my best friend. While this best friend has been an online best friend and someone I haven't met in real life yet, we have known each other for years. I have seen how she looks, and we have phone called. To me, she has been my chosen family and sister, someone I genuinely deeply love. No matter how bad it has been, I always made sure to text her, but this time I couldn't. I did make sure to express to her that my life hasn't been kind and explain to her what’s going on, and communicate that I might not be my communicative self anymore. She seemed to understand.
Now to why I'm making this post mainly: The last message she sent me was on May 11th, and admittedly and shamefully, I responded way later, on May 29th. But I haven't received an answer back. I want to note that on May 16th, she posted something on her TikTok, so I knew she was okay until that moment. I texted both her Discord accounts, the new and old one, I texted her on WhatsApp, I texted her via Messages, I called multiple times via WhatsApp and normal call, and I even texted her via TikTok.
So my best friend has been absolutely MIA for 5 days now, which never happened before. And there are no signs of life—her profile pictures haven't been changed, she hasn't come online, and her last post was 2 weeks ago. This made me develop absolutely horrendous thoughts that I can't get out of my mind: What if she's dead? What if she got kidnapped? What if she's sick in a coma?
Unfortunately, I don't have the phone number of any family member because she is the eldest daughter and all her siblings are kids. There is absolutely no way for me to know if she is okay or not. All I have is her number, her two Discord accounts, her TikTok account, and her address. I can't simply travel and go look for her in her country due to being a caregiver to both my parents, which is another thing that has been stressing me out.
I have been trying to think about other reasons why she's not answering, but I'm struggling to believe: 1. Maybe her phone got stolen. (I feel like she'd still find a way to tell me.) 2. Maybe she lost her WiFi. (Then why do the messages on WhatsApp get delivered? And who loses their WiFi for this long?) 3. Maybe she traveled somewhere without WiFi. (Maybe, but I feel like she would tell me.) 4. Maybe she's upset with me and wants to punish me for not being around. (I don't think her heart would be this harsh on me.) 5. Maybe she had a family problem since her dad isn't always kind. (Again, I feel like she would find a way to reach me.)
All these options fall and fail. I don't know why I'm thinking about death, but I can't stop. I'm starting to mourn and grieve her. I feel like if she actually is dead, I will never forgive myself. I don't think I will be strong enough to handle it. I may genuinely follow her.

Hey everyone,
I don't know why I decided to make this post, but I guess it's a way for me to vent and calm my mind a little bit. I appreciate anyone who would give some of their precious time to read this and leave a kind comment. I think I'm genuinely on the verge here; I'm desperate to feel some light. I'm sorry it will be long.
A little bit of context: The past months have been quite jarring and unkind to me. I won't get into why that is because I wouldn't stop talking. But as a consequence of those horrible issues, my mental health has been quite low. To the point that I developed an antisocial phase where I couldn't talk to people as I used to before. This forced me to drift away from friends, stop talking to people I genuinely care about, and struggle to answer their messages. I genuinely can't stop blaming myself and feeling bad about it, but I mean it when I say I had no choice. I couldn't bring myself to do it, no matter how much I tried.
Unfortunately, this included someone extremely important, my best friend. While this best friend has been an online best friend and someone I haven't met in real life yet, we have known each other for years. I have seen how she looks, and we have phone called. To me, she has been my chosen family and sister, someone I genuinely deeply love. No matter how bad it has been, I always made sure to text her, but this time I couldn't. I did make sure to express to her that my life hasn't been kind and explain to her what’s going on, and communicate that I might not be my communicative self anymore. She seemed to understand.
Now to why I'm making this post mainly: The last message she sent me was on May 11th, and admittedly and shamefully, I responded way later, on May 29th. But I haven't received an answer back. I want to note that on May 16th, she posted something on her TikTok, so I knew she was okay until that moment. I texted both her Discord accounts, the new and old one, I texted her on WhatsApp, I texted her via Messages, I called multiple times via WhatsApp and normal call, and I even texted her via TikTok.
So my best friend has been absolutely MIA for 5 days now, which never happened before. And there are no signs of life—her profile pictures haven't been changed, she hasn't come online, and her last post was 2 weeks ago. This made me develop absolutely horrendous thoughts that I can't get out of my mind: What if she's dead? What if she got kidnapped? What if she's sick in a coma?
Unfortunately, I don't have the phone number of any family member because she is the eldest daughter and all her siblings are kids. There is absolutely no way for me to know if she is okay or not. All I have is her number, her two Discord accounts, her TikTok account, and her address. I can't simply travel and go look for her in her country due to being a caregiver to both my parents, which is another thing that has been stressing me out.
I have been trying to think about other reasons why she's not answering, but I'm struggling to believe: 1. Maybe her phone got stolen. (I feel like she'd still find a way to tell me.) 2. Maybe she lost her WiFi. (Then why do the messages on WhatsApp get delivered? And who loses their WiFi for this long?) 3. Maybe she traveled somewhere without WiFi. (Maybe, but I feel like she would tell me.) 4. Maybe she's upset with me and wants to punish me for not being around. (I don't think her heart would be this harsh on me.) 5. Maybe she had a family problem since her dad isn't always kind. (Again, I feel like she would find a way to reach me.)
All these options fall and fail. I don't know why I'm thinking about death, but I can't stop. I'm starting to mourn and grieve her. I feel like if she actually is dead, I will never forgive myself. I don't think I will be strong enough to handle it. I may genuinely follow her.

Hey everyone,
I don't know why I decided to make this post, but I guess it's a way for me to vent and calm my mind a little bit. I appreciate anyone who would give some of their precious time to read this and leave a kind comment. I think I'm genuinely on the verge here; I'm desperate to feel some light. I'm sorry it will be long.
A little bit of context: The past months have been quite jarring and unkind to me. I won't get into why that is because I wouldn't stop talking. But as a consequence of those horrible issues, my mental health has been quite low. To the point that I developed an antisocial phase where I couldn't talk to people as I used to before. This forced me to drift away from friends, stop talking to people I genuinely care about, and struggle to answer their messages. I genuinely can't stop blaming myself and feeling bad about it, but I mean it when I say I had no choice. I couldn't bring myself to do it, no matter how much I tried.
Unfortunately, this included someone extremely important, my best friend. While this best friend has been an online best friend and someone I haven't met in real life yet, we have known each other for years. I have seen how she looks, and we have phone called. To me, she has been my chosen family and sister, someone I genuinely deeply love. No matter how bad it has been, I always made sure to text her, but this time I couldn't. I did make sure to express to her that my life hasn't been kind and explain to her what’s going on, and communicate that I might not be my communicative self anymore. She seemed to understand.
Now to why I'm making this post mainly: The last message she sent me was on May 11th, and admittedly and shamefully, I responded way later, on May 29th. But I haven't received an answer back. I want to note that on May 16th, she posted something on her TikTok, so I knew she was okay until that moment. I texted both her Discord accounts, the new and old one, I texted her on WhatsApp, I texted her via Messages, I called multiple times via WhatsApp and normal call, and I even texted her via TikTok.
So my best friend has been absolutely MIA for 5 days now, which never happened before. And there are no signs of life—her profile pictures haven't been changed, she hasn't come online, and her last post was 2 weeks ago. This made me develop absolutely horrendous thoughts that I can't get out of my mind: What if she's dead? What if she got kidnapped? What if she's sick in a coma?
Unfortunately, I don't have the phone number of any family member because she is the eldest daughter and all her siblings are kids. There is absolutely no way for me to know if she is okay or not. All I have is her number, her two Discord accounts, her TikTok account, and her address. I can't simply travel and go look for her in her country due to being a caregiver to both my parents, which is another thing that has been stressing me out.
I have been trying to think about other reasons why she's not answering, but I'm struggling to believe: 1. Maybe her phone got stolen. (I feel like she'd still find a way to tell me.) 2. Maybe she lost her WiFi. (Then why do the messages on WhatsApp get delivered? And who loses their WiFi for this long?) 3. Maybe she traveled somewhere without WiFi. (Maybe, but I feel like she would tell me.) 4. Maybe she's upset with me and wants to punish me for not being around. (I don't think her heart would be this harsh on me.) 5. Maybe she had a family problem since her dad isn't always kind. (Again, I feel like she would find a way to reach me.)
All these options fall and fail. I don't know why I'm thinking about death, but I can't stop. I'm starting to mourn and grieve her. I feel like if she actually is dead, I will never forgive myself. I don't think I will be strong enough to handle it. I may genuinely follow her.

I know what I've done, even though I never tried to lie you, I've ruined my trustworthiness.
I know I did lie to him (though not with intent of lying)
I know I left you thinking it was the right thing to do
I know even though I didn't mean to destroy her marriage I did. He looked single and you looked married and I never wanted to send the man I love to hell. He never told me he was in a relationship when i messaged him, had no pictures.
I failed you and I failed God and I know I don't deserve you. But I tried to do the right thing.
I only loved you, I only wanted you, I wish that you would hear me.
And I knew what the "vision was but I didn't know how it would play out or if it was a false vision. I didn't know for sure it was you but I thought it cojld be if you gained weight.
And truthfully idk if thsts you or your brother.
God knows I loved you. But that doesn't always matter. Because I failed you 💔
I didn't have emotional feelings about that man and I wasnt even thinking about l*st.
I was just fighting the fact that I loved you and thought I had to leave you
But God I wish I had trusted God then. But j didnt I was just so broken that no matter how hard I tried I couldn't trust anyone.
I loved you so much. I still do. I'm sorry I hurt you so bad that you wont even speak to me like you used to.
I'm still trying to fight for you. I know what I thought God said in the end.
I'm sorry for what I've done. I've tried to be planted firmly.

Hey everyone,
I don't know why I decided to make this post, but I guess it's a way for me to vent and calm my mind a little bit. I appreciate anyone who would give some of their precious time to read this and leave a kind comment. I think I'm genuinely on the verge here; I'm desperate to feel some light. I'm sorry it will be long.
A little bit of context: The past months have been quite jarring and unkind to me. I won't get into why that is because I wouldn't stop talking. But as a consequence of those horrible issues, my mental health has been quite low. To the point that I developed an antisocial phase where I couldn't talk to people as I used to before. This forced me to drift away from friends, stop talking to people I genuinely care about, and struggle to answer their messages. I genuinely can't stop blaming myself and feeling bad about it, but I mean it when I say I had no choice. I couldn't bring myself to do it, no matter how much I tried.
Unfortunately, this included someone extremely important, my best friend. While this best friend has been an online best friend and someone I haven't met in real life yet, we have known each other for years. I have seen how she looks, and we have phone called. To me, she has been my chosen family and sister, someone I genuinely deeply love. No matter how bad it has been, I always made sure to text her, but this time I couldn't. I did make sure to express to her that my life hasn't been kind and explain to her what’s going on, and communicate that I might not be my communicative self anymore. She seemed to understand.
Now to why I'm making this post mainly: The last message she sent me was on May 11th, and admittedly and shamefully, I responded way later, on May 29th. But I haven't received an answer back. I want to note that on May 16th, she posted something on her TikTok, so I knew she was okay until that moment. I texted both her Discord accounts, the new and old one, I texted her on WhatsApp, I texted her via Messages, I called multiple times via WhatsApp and normal call, and I even texted her via TikTok.
So my best friend has been absolutely MIA for 5 days now, which never happened before. And there are no signs of life—her profile pictures haven't been changed, she hasn't come online, and her last post was 2 weeks ago. This made me develop absolutely horrendous thoughts that I can't get out of my mind: What if she's dead? What if she got kidnapped? What if she's sick in a coma?
Unfortunately, I don't have the phone number of any family member because she is the eldest daughter and all her siblings are kids. There is absolutely no way for me to know if she is okay or not. All I have is her number, her two Discord accounts, her TikTok account, and her address. I can't simply travel and go look for her in her country due to being a caregiver to both my parents, which is another thing that has been stressing me out.
I have been trying to think about other reasons why she's not answering, but I'm struggling to believe: 1. Maybe her phone got stolen. (I feel like she'd still find a way to tell me.) 2. Maybe she lost her WiFi. (Then why do the messages on WhatsApp get delivered? And who loses their WiFi for this long?) 3. Maybe she traveled somewhere without WiFi. (Maybe, but I feel like she would tell me.) 4. Maybe she's upset with me and wants to punish me for not being around. (I don't think her heart would be this harsh on me.) 5. Maybe she had a family problem since her dad isn't always kind. (Again, I feel like she would find a way to reach me.)
All these options fall and fail. I don't know why I'm thinking about death, but I can't stop. I'm starting to mourn and grieve her. I feel like if she actually is dead, I will never forgive myself. I don't think I will be strong enough to handle it. I may genuinely follow her.

Hey everyone,
I don't know why I decided to make this post, but I guess it's a way for me to vent and calm my mind a little bit. I appreciate anyone who would give some of their precious time to read this and leave a kind comment. I think I'm genuinely on the verge here; I'm desperate to feel some light. I'm sorry it will be long.
A little bit of context: The past months have been quite jarring and unkind to me. I won't get into why that is because I wouldn't stop talking. But as a consequence of those horrible issues, my mental health has been quite low. To the point that I developed an antisocial phase where I couldn't talk to people as I used to before. This forced me to drift away from friends, stop talking to people I genuinely care about, and struggle to answer their messages. I genuinely can't stop blaming myself and feeling bad about it, but I mean it when I say I had no choice. I couldn't bring myself to do it, no matter how much I tried.
Unfortunately, this included someone extremely important, my best friend. While this best friend has been an online best friend and someone I haven't met in real life yet, we have known each other for years. I have seen how she looks, and we have phone called. To me, she has been my chosen family and sister, someone I genuinely deeply love. No matter how bad it has been, I always made sure to text her, but this time I couldn't. I did make sure to express to her that my life hasn't been kind and explain to her what’s going on, and communicate that I might not be my communicative self anymore. She seemed to understand.
Now to why I'm making this post mainly: The last message she sent me was on May 11th, and admittedly and shamefully, I responded way later, on May 29th. But I haven't received an answer back. I want to note that on May 16th, she posted something on her TikTok, so I knew she was okay until that moment. I texted both her Discord accounts, the new and old one, I texted her on WhatsApp, I texted her via Messages, I called multiple times via WhatsApp and normal call, and I even texted her via TikTok.
So my best friend has been absolutely MIA for 5 days now, which never happened before. And there are no signs of life—her profile pictures haven't been changed, she hasn't come online, and her last post was 2 weeks ago. This made me develop absolutely horrendous thoughts that I can't get out of my mind: What if she's dead? What if she got kidnapped? What if she's sick in a coma?
Unfortunately, I don't have the phone number of any family member because she is the eldest daughter and all her siblings are kids. There is absolutely no way for me to know if she is okay or not. All I have is her number, her two Discord accounts, her TikTok account, and her address. I can't simply travel and go look for her in her country due to being a caregiver to both my parents, which is another thing that has been stressing me out.
I have been trying to think about other reasons why she's not answering, but I'm struggling to believe: 1. Maybe her phone got stolen. (I feel like she'd still find a way to tell me.) 2. Maybe she lost her WiFi. (Then why do the messages on WhatsApp get delivered? And who loses their WiFi for this long?) 3. Maybe she traveled somewhere without WiFi. (Maybe, but I feel like she would tell me.) 4. Maybe she's upset with me and wants to punish me for not being around. (I don't think her heart would be this harsh on me.) 5. Maybe she had a family problem since her dad isn't always kind. (Again, I feel like she would find a way to reach me.)
All these options fall and fail. I don't know why I'm thinking about death, but I can't stop. I'm starting to mourn and grieve her. I feel like if she actually is dead, I will never forgive myself. I don't think I will be strong enough to handle it. I may genuinely follow her.

Hey everyone,
I don't know why I decided to make this post, but I guess it's a way for me to vent and calm my mind a little bit. I appreciate anyone who would give some of their precious time to read this and leave a kind comment. I think I'm genuinely on the verge here; I'm desperate to feel some light. I'm sorry it will be long.
A little bit of context: The past months have been quite jarring and unkind to me. I won't get into why that is because I wouldn't stop talking. But as a consequence of those horrible issues, my mental health has been quite low. To the point that I developed an antisocial phase where I couldn't talk to people as I used to before. This forced me to drift away from friends, stop talking to people I genuinely care about, and struggle to answer their messages. I genuinely can't stop blaming myself and feeling bad about it, but I mean it when I say I had no choice. I couldn't bring myself to do it, no matter how much I tried.
Unfortunately, this included someone extremely important, my best friend. While this best friend has been an online best friend and someone I haven't met in real life yet, we have known each other for years. I have seen how she looks, and we have phone called. To me, she has been my chosen family and sister, someone I genuinely deeply love. No matter how bad it has been, I always made sure to text her, but this time I couldn't. I did make sure to express to her that my life hasn't been kind and explain to her what’s going on, and communicate that I might not be my communicative self anymore. She seemed to understand.
Now to why I'm making this post mainly: The last message she sent me was on May 11th, and admittedly and shamefully, I responded way later, on May 29th. But I haven't received an answer back. I want to note that on May 16th, she posted something on her TikTok, so I knew she was okay until that moment. I texted both her Discord accounts, the new and old one, I texted her on WhatsApp, I texted her via Messages, I called multiple times via WhatsApp and normal call, and I even texted her via TikTok.
So my best friend has been absolutely MIA for 5 days now, which never happened before. And there are no signs of life—her profile pictures haven't been changed, she hasn't come online, and her last post was 2 weeks ago. This made me develop absolutely horrendous thoughts that I can't get out of my mind: What if she's dead? What if she got kidnapped? What if she's sick in a coma?
Unfortunately, I don't have the phone number of any family member because she is the eldest daughter and all her siblings are kids. There is absolutely no way for me to know if she is okay or not. All I have is her number, her two Discord accounts, her TikTok account, and her address. I can't simply travel and go look for her in her country due to being a caregiver to both my parents, which is another thing that has been stressing me out.
I have been trying to think about other reasons why she's not answering, but I'm struggling to believe: 1. Maybe her phone got stolen. (I feel like she'd still find a way to tell me.) 2. Maybe she lost her WiFi. (Then why do the messages on WhatsApp get delivered? And who loses their WiFi for this long?) 3. Maybe she traveled somewhere without WiFi. (Maybe, but I feel like she would tell me.) 4. Maybe she's upset with me and wants to punish me for not being around. (I don't think her heart would be this harsh on me.) 5. Maybe she had a family problem since her dad isn't always kind. (Again, I feel like she would find a way to reach me.)
All these options fall and fail. I don't know why I'm thinking about death, but I can't stop. I feel like I'm begging to grieve and mourn her. I feel like if she actually is dead, I will never forgive myself for not being around as much as I wanted. I don't think I will be strong enough to handle it. I may genuinely follow her.

Hi
We are wanting to use SharePoint but the biggest thing I cant get over is syncing data to non corporate devices. Their is nothing to stop this from occurring and if the employee leaves they take the data with them (its happened once already. we found our technical plans at a client site)
I tried the setting in SharePoint to restrict syncing to non Azure AD machines but that created other headaches. Most I delt with (E.g. install company portal on your phone if using email on it). Also we couldn't use Chrome to access SharePoint or Office365. We had to use Edge. Even admin was blocked and had to use Edge.
The biggest one was OneDrive. We collect tons of data for clients and do reports etc for them. We then send them a link to the finish product in OneDrive so they can download the reports etc. With that setting we couldn't use OneDrive to do that anymore.
So that go rolled back
Basically is their away using Information Rights Management or Purview or something like Forcepoint that can do the below

• Anything in Teams/SharePoint can't be synced to non Azure AD machines but can be viewed in say Teams or Web browser but access it logged (EG i can tell that joe blogs accessed tender101pricesheet.doc in the Tenders Team site)
  
• Things in some Teams/SharePoint SharePoint sites cant be sent via Email to externals
  
• Use OneDrive to send links to clients so they can download their completed workpacks, projects and reports. Once its left we don't care what happens.
  

Sunday 2 June, 2pm-4pm

Auckland - Rafah is Burning! Te Komititanga - Britomart

Israel drives Palestinians in Gaza into what Israel calls a Safe zone in Rafah. Then Deliberately Bombs it, setting it alight. Any sense of moral decency and respect for International Law has gone. Israel spurns them all. Come rally to call on the New Zealand government to take serious action. Not just mouth platitudes. This is Genocide. Send the Israeli Ambassador home. Link: https://www.facebook.com/events/821105966132016
Monday 3 June, 2-5.30pm

Tāmaki Makaurau For A Free Kanaky, 372 Massey Road, Māngere East

Come along to Māngere East Community Centre to listen and talanoa with guest speakers in solidarity with the Kanak struggle for independence. No alcohol & no violence is permitted on premises. Link: https://www.instagram.com/p/C7qCqmEvVdG/
Tuesday 4 June - Friday 5 June, 9am-1pm

Online Te Tiriti O Waitangi workshops (over two mornings), online via Zoom

An online workshop for those needing an up-to-date overview of Te Tiriti o Waitangi. The programme is split over two mornings. Click here to register via Eventbrite: https://www.eventbrite.co.nz/e/online-te-tiriti-o-waitangi-workshop-over-two-mornings-registration-890047103847 Your registration is for BOTH dates.
PART 1: Tuesday 4 June 2024 9.00 am - 1:00 pm via Zoom (with beaks!) How we connect to Te Tiriti as people from many backgrounds. The political context leading to a declaration in 1835 and a treaty in 1840. What the signatories agreed to.
PART 2: Wednesday 5 June 2024 9.00 am - 1:00 pm via Zoom (with breaks!) A history of colonisation: Crown actions and Māori resistance
The Treaty Principles Bill & current political context Matike Mai: a future vision for Aotearoa
This is an interactive workshop, not a webinar, so spaces are limited. Run by Tauiwi facilitators from Tangata Tiriti - Treaty People www.treatypeople.org If cost is a barrier to your being able to attend, please feel free to drop us an email: treatypeople@gmail.com If you can't make this one but would like to find out about the next opportunity, follow our Facebook page to hear about future dates or sign up here: http://eepurl.com/h3OtG1 Payment required. Link: https://www.facebook.com/events/1173576827137589/1173576837137588/
Tuesday 4 June, 6.30-8.30pm

Timebank Gathering: What’s been happening and what’s next, Gribblehirst Community Hub

The evening will be focused on reconnecting and sharing food. Timebank Auckland Central will also update on projects happening and a chance to hear about some exchanges. Newcomers welcome but it is a social evening rather than the usual offers and requests discovery session. Bring a dish if it’s easy. Timebank Auckland Central will sort out food closer to the time as they might like to set a meal theme. What is timebanking? Timebanking is a way to connect to your community while sharing and exchanging skills, goods and resources using time instead of money as the currency. All time is equally valued and this idea builds community and supports people in creative and interesting ways. Link: https://www.facebook.com/events/1591071891705984/
Wednesday 5 June, 4-6pm

Speaking truth to power & keeping your job, online via Zoom

This webinar by Stop Institutional Racism is for kaimahi who want to get an expert steer on speaking up about Te Tiriti and racism in the workplace at this time. Link: https://www.stirnz.org/event-details/speaking-truth-to-power-keeping-your-job-1
Saturday 8 June, 1-3pm

March for Nature, Aotea Square

On Saturday, June 8, at 1 pm, environmentalists will March for Nature in a peaceful protest against this Government’s reckless attacks on environmental protection. Either RSVP and just show up on the day, or if you want updates and/or you're keen to get involved in promotion or help on the day, head over to www.marchfornature.nz Environmentalists will march against mining on conservation land, against new oil and gas exploration, seabed mining and they'll march against the Luxon Government's War on Nature and against the one-stop shop for environmental destruction that is the fast-track approvals bill. They'll march because the fast-track bill undermines our democracy and Te Tiriti o Waitangi. The march organisers are a broad coalition of environmental groups, led by Greenpeace, Forest & Bird, Coromandel Watchdog, Kiwis Against Seabed Mining, Coal Action Network Aotearoa, WWF New Zealand, Ours Not Mines - and they expect many more will join as they go. Link: https://www.facebook.com/events/458893309952335/
Friday 14 June, 3.30-8pm

June Cook Up, Gribblehirst Community Hub

Food Not Bombs Tāmaki Makaurau have been blessed with some wonderful food donations so this month's cook up is looking at being their most delicious yet!!!! Their next Cook up will be Friday 14 June. Food Not Bombs was started with the premise that food is a basic right. They rescue food that would otherwise be wasted and make vegan meals for the community. All are welcome to attend their cook ups of vegan food that has been rescued from landfill and donated by members of the community, as well as businesses who support our kaupapa of feeding the community through love, mutual aid and non-violence. Attendance is always free and open to everyone, and human kids and furkidsmore than welcome as long as they're okay in large groups and you can keep an eye on them. If you are attending please click going on this event and/or e-mail them at fnbvegankai@gmail.com so they can plan for the number of volunteers that are attending. They will start food prep at 3.30 pm and we will be serving dinner around 6pm. Any leftover food will be frozen and served to those in need when they request it through our page. Volunteers are also encouraged to bring their own containers to take home meals as koha for their hard work. Yhry appreciate you! If you know anybody that is having a tough time at the moment please let them know about this event. Any leftovers will be packaged and stored for distribution to those who need food. Link: https://www.facebook.com/events/1514963392422042
Monday 17 June, 7.30-9pm

Practical strategies for effective Palestinian solidarity in the era of the IHRA, online via Zoom

The International Holocaust Remembrance Alliance (IHRA) Working Definition of Antisemitism calls anti-Zionism antisemitic. Its use distracts from the message of protest, and punishes expressions of Palestinian identity. This workshop aims to give activists practical strategies to communicate effectively. Alternative Jewish Voices-Dayenu, and Justice for Palestine, with support from ActionStation, are hosting a workshop for organisers and activists on undertaking Palestinian solidarity in the context of the IHRA definition of anti-semitism and responding to the threat the IHRA campaign poses to our movement. This session will involve a facilitated discussion, they will then workshop with participants anti-racist responses to common IHRA challenges, followed by Q&A. Who: Kate Stone, tangata Tiriti, co-convenor of Justice for Palestine, will facilitate the conversation between: Marilyn Garson is a co-founder of Alternative Jewish Voices (AJV). She has also lived and worked in Gaza. She has co-produced AJV's briefs for government and others on the IHRA definition of antisemitism, and in June she will be attending an international conference on this and related issues. Rand Hazou is a Palestinian theatre practitioner and scholar. His research explores arts engaging with rights and social justice. In Aotearoa, he has led teaching and creative projects engaging with prison, aged-care, and street communities All Palestinian solidarity and anti-racist organisers and activists are welcome. RSVP required. Link: https://us02web.zoom.us/meeting/registetZYocOiqrDMpE9XaAT-GLfipDd-bBIGXV3kQ
Sunday 23 June, 7-8pm

Tina Ngata: Speaking Truth to Power, online via Facebook

Join Mana Wahine Aotearoa on Sunday 23rd of June on the Mana Wahine Aotearoa Facebook Page: https://www.facebook.com/manawahineaotearoa as they engage in a korero with indigenous, environmental, human rights advocate Tina Ngata. They will be diving into the impact proliferation and misinformation has on wāhine Māori. Join the Mana Wahine Aotearoa Facebook Group via: https://www.facebook.com/groups/manawahineaotearoa, see you there 🪴 Link: https://www.instagram.com/p/C7P8990yX6o/

Hello Tapos na po ba ma email mga accepted sa 2nd batch ?anong batch na po now? Nasa waiting na po ba or tapos na kaya? Pwede ko na kaya kunin mga orig docs ko sa kanila?😂 Will they message rejection email?in order to know if we'll not be accepted?😂

an email i considered sending to my therapist, but never sent. share any thoughts as you would like :) thank you to anyone who takes the time to read. let me know if you relate if you’d like.
little jacked up, admittedly probably shouldn’t have done the block or two home from the bar if i’m being honest. it’s kind of wild the way things change and stay the same. the level of disconnect and the lack of discernment between what is okay and what is not. knowing and not knowing… rationalizing? what is okay
and the sadness as you watch people succumb, over and over, more and more. and you stand back and watch as people simply take watch, observe the decline, yourself included. and you think, well, they don’t know any different. but if you’re asking yourself the question, if you all make the jokes that indicate the awareness with things left unsaid… i don’t know. it’s an incredibly sad world we live in some days
and there’s people that greet me upon entering, and these people say they adore me, their words. and i’m here wondering why they ask me these questions, truthfully why can’t you just recognize that i need more than 6 ft of distance for me to be okay with you talking this intensely. no ill intent, warmth, encouragement. and i want nothing more than to not be seen. it’s amazing, truly.
there are so many missed communications. and people just carry on, they just continue to whatever beat their drum drums. they continue to color inside the lines, they don’t dare to shake their status quo. not recognizing that their status quo is what keeps things where they are. not recognizing that if they see something , say something. and i think it’s even more sad if they do see it. i’m one of those people, and i can empathize because i feel powerless too.
it’s a wild wild world all the time
and yet, my aunt texts me just now, she says “ Thanks for listening to me all the time. You’re one of the very few people that I can talk to and know that you totally understand what I’m jabbering about. ” so i have meaning, i made impact. right?
we’re all witnesses to this shit. it’s wild
i must be more jacked up than i thought, to be shamelessly sharing.
i think too many people are in pain, with no means to get out. except they have the means, they have the help, they just can’t see it. it’s a profoundly sad world. and nonetheless, a good night . a night of sharing, of exchanges, of authentic conversation.
i don’t know. i don’t quite have the words
i know that im deeply grateful to have the space to express. and i know that i wouldn’t be here if not for you
how many people don’t have a version of you? how many people stumble blindly through whatever their shit is, unknowingly colluding
i don’t know
and what is there to do? the spouse of the alcoholic takes him in the car home, he’ll sleep in the car or on the couch. the father who texts his son thanking him for his honesty about having been drinking, and therefore isn’t going to pick up his dad. i tell him, that’s a great text from your dad. good on you. (he’ll appreciate that someday if he doesn’t already). did he hear me? was he more upset that i shouldn’t be looking over his shoulder? it wasn’t my business in the first place? he wouldn’t be wrong.. but i read it and wished id have heard it, so i said something. he thanked me, so maybe. but maybe not, maybe he thought fuck you. the brother that storms out on his sister over who knows what, what i hear as a “years long conflict, this happens at least every other time they get together.” and it’s normal, so let’s move on, let’s have fun. forget about it. under the rug it goes.
how are people not profoundly disturbed by this? how do they actively participate?
and how can i say that as i stand by and watch these things pass by because these people are 20-30 years older than me, i dont have the connection necessary to plant any seeds of change. and yet i have 5 minute conversations with people only to hear that they call me extraordinary, they say im destined for great things, always have been.
i don’t know. i don’t know what i feel
i just know that it’s difficult for me to interact with so many people that have no idea what to do. and i have the empathy. i didn’t, i don’t know what to do either. you just keep trying anyway, but they don’t seem to. they brush it off, they act like it’s nothing so as to minimize the discomfort, in an effort to save somebody’s feelings.
i don’t know. it’s a wild thing
nobody i know is ever malicious. i know malicious people exist, they are not the ones i know.
it’s insane to me the level of harm that can be done despite good intentions. and how disturbingly normal it is to watch and do nothing. nothing. sit back. they’ll figure it out. maybe. someday. maybe. hopefully.
it’s fucked up. what if they don’t? what if they need you to say something? what if they need to know that it’s seen, even if it’s uncomfortable, even if it hurts?
i don’t know. i’m not pointing the finger, im no different, im a participant as well
but im 24, i say, im only a kid compared to these people. cant be much different than the things they all tell themselves.
i don’t know.
it’s a weird thing.
and today was my dad’s 50th birthday . and i hugged him multiple times, trying to tell him i love him. trying to tell him to stay close. take care of yourself, i need you around. and yet im fuming over the treatment of my step-sister who still lives in his house. the lack of accountability taken. and how could you carry on this way. how could you not see what you’re doing. how could you continue to oppress, restrict another human being, another child of yours. i told you what it did to me, didn’t i? didn’t you listen? i thought you did.
but i love this man more than i give a fuck whether the sun rises the next day, and so i will give him grace. i will hug him tight because i don’t want him going anywhere. i see him laugh it up, i see him brush things off, i see him swallow, and make light. and i watch his body decay as the stress compounds. why? how? but i get it, too. i haven’t said anything either. that’s all we know
i care that he knows how much i love him, how much i need him, how much i yearn for closeness, for him to understand. i see the weight that you’re carrying that you tirelessly try to dismiss
i don’t know what to do with all of this sometimes there’s too much to be seen that isn’t said.
i’m highly analytical, im logical, im rational, im disconnected. and honestly i don’t know how else to exist, because feeling it all, watching it all
i don’t know sometimes. i don’t know
and it was a great night. it was a great night
too many paradoxes.
and i’ll wake up tomorrow, i’ll forget about this. i’ll be caught up in my own world. it will be out of sight out of mind
what can you do? are the messages i receive from people like my aunt enough? do i need to think better? it’s not like im not already cracking under my own weight. but would more mean more? do more? how do we all sit back like that. how do we all do that
blows my mind, and i understand it all the same.
crazy. crazy. crazy.
i hope you’ve been able to get some rest. it makes me wonder sometimes… did you abuse your body too like i have? is it a case of poor genetics? is it to be expected with aging? do you have regrets that you’re now paying the price for? or have you made your peace and you roll with the punches? what are the things you tell no one about? what are the things you try to forget? what are the things you deny but secretly know, the things that only you could possibly know? and am i projecting? is there a level of healing where that’s not what you think anymore? but at the end of the day, i think everybody has those, no matter how healed you think you are. is that reality or just mine?
do you have somebody too?
maybe it’s arrogant of me, but i don’t think i would sense, i don’t think i would suspect if there was nothing to know.
that pains me some days.
but maybe that’s the human part of this work. maybe i’m human, and you’re human, and we all have things left unseen and untouched, unsaid.
do i think that because im wounded? or is that how this thing we call life is? i don’t know.

So I messaged this girl on instagram because she was very beautiful. Definitely didn’t think I’d be able to pull her but I magically did. So we start talking for about a week and I set up a date for that coming weekend. Everything seems good and pretty good vibes leading up to the date. The weekend comes and we finally go on this date. She’s happy and nervous to see me and I am too. I’m a slow person I’m not someone who’s quick so the first thing that caught my eye was I was pulling a chair for her while I was talking to the waiter and she yankes the chair from me. I’m like ohhh okay lol. I then sit down and she says she’s not really hungry that she’s just going to get something small. At this point I’m like that’s okay she’s probably just shy. We start talking and it’s going good but I’m the one who constantly has to keep the conversation going because she’s just talking about herself she won’t even ask me anything or try to get to know me and the way she would respond was like im some professional tone and level and I started to feel dumb so I just ended up getting awkward I barely even touched my food my excuse was that it didn’t taste good at all. We eventually leave and says thank you for the food and that she had a fun time and loved every minute of it. In my head I’m like that wasn’t fun. But we stopped talking after 2 days and a week later I seen that she posted this guy on her page and im just like okay I’m done dating for a while now this is just getting ridiculous now.

I'm pretty sure you've heard about speed dating. Well, it's similar to that. But instead of hooking up or finding a potential husband or wife, speed friending is all about finding people with common interests.
Things About You:

• 28-35 years of age
• Female
• 15 minutes of your time
• You're persistent in making a friend (long-term)
• You have Telegram

So basically, what I'm trying to do here is gather a group of people who are interested in speed friending! Right now, I can perhaps accommodate 15-20 people. Yes, I will be partaking in it because I love meeting new people. I already have an idea of how to execute this, so if you're interested, please leave me a message.
Editted: To guys who are interested, please message me too so I know what group I should put into. Thank you!

Speed Friending
I'm pretty sure you've heard about speed dating. Well, it's similar to that. But instead of hooking up or finding a potential husband or wife, speed friending is all about finding people with common interests.
Things About You:

• 28-35 years of age
• 15 minutes of your time
• You're persistent in making a friend (long-term)
• You have Telegram

So basically, what I'm trying to do here is gather a group of people who are interested in speed friending! Right now, I can perhaps accommodate 15-20 people. Yes, I will be partaking in it because I love meeting new people. I already have an idea of how to execute this, so if you're interested, please leave me a message.
Update : 3/15 individuals naa. Yay!

I’m trying to set something up on my account and I admittedly don’t know what my login for my Epic account is as it automatically logs me in on switch, so I forgot my email and password that were used. I figured out the email hopefully but I forgot the password, but when I send myself the email and click the link provided it either never loads or gives me a 503 error message on how no servers are available/working? Is this happening to anyone else or does Epic just hate me 😭

Long story short, checked my payslip and my employer had mis-calculated one day of annual leave which they didn't reimburse me for. I reached out to them and they said they would pay this back to me but acted like they're doing me a favour and said 'we'd be happy to pay you back' hahah as if them paying me back for one day they've missed is a chore for them! It's been over a week and I still haven't received the payment. They've been messing me around and messed up my tax reimbursement too and so I am now owed over $1K in taxes because they miscalculated and they literally told me to just deal with the tax issue by myself and they weren't willing to help. It's getting irritating at this point and I really hate reaching out to them. I have had to chase them for responses more than once and they act like I am pestering them but if they had done what they're supposed to do properly perhaps I wouldn't need to chase them so much. It's a pretty high day rate and i am getting annoyed with how they've handled this entire situation. What should I do? Any one have any recommendations as to how to go about emailing them again about the payment?

For about 2 years already I (M20) and my GF (F20) of 3 years have followed about the following routine:
I wake up, go to work. She wakes up and leaves for classes (could be as early as 8 am and as late as 2 pm, depending on her schedule). Then after her classes she goes home (her home, to her parent's house), has dinner there and comes back around 6-7 pm. On the weekends she is at my place 24/7.
For these entire 2 years I have paid all of the rent, done all the cleaning, bought all the groceries and everything else that is needed to be done around the house (now remembering, I even paid for her parking pass that's needed for the apartment). I never really asked her to do any of that, though she hasn't offered either.
I am right now out of the state for a trip (during which she usually stays at my place, she has a spare and comes and goes into the apt as she wants) and got hit with a rent increase notice via email. I had some time to reconsider everything and thought that after coming back I'd like to ask her to do the following:

• Pitch in $150 a month of rent (the rent is $1900)
• Vacuum once a week (usually I do it, so I am not inventing this chore just as a punishment)
• Buy small amount of groceries (less than $20 a month)

Though I feel like it is "the right" or "an okay" thing to ask I also feel a bit conflicted because it is technically "my apartment" and she has "her own house" at her parent's place. So in a sense I feel like I'd be asking her to contribute to the apartment that's not hers. I feel a bit asshole'ish about it, but at the same time I got a bit tired of doing the work for 2 people.
Please don't take anything I said here as a jab against my GF, she is a wonderful person, I just never talked this out with her before.
EDIT: Realized it could be important. She has no job and no expenses. She receives a decent allowance from her parents and all of her expenses (gas/school tuition/food/medical/etc) are all covered