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Sorry, Blenca. Trying to write again and ignore my grandma being stupid.
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Someone made an offer on the house, so now she's demanding Gramps agree with her about everything, and she started saying she didn't want to fight, because he doesn't want to have to pay the closing costs, then she keeps saying things like it's his fault we're in debt, he's the one who wanted to take out loans on the house...Every time he starts to disagree about anything, she says really fast, "I don't want to fight." It's infuriating, that she thinks she's always right, about absolutely everything.
Sounds like she's taking out all her frustrations and worries on him, Dr Jenn, perhaps as she doesn't know of any other way of dealing with it.
I'm writing to SB's school. She was moved from where she usually sits to a seat right at the front of the class, and now she's convinced herself it's because the teacher thinks she is stupid. I suspect the real reason is that the teacher likes to keep an eye on her as she has a habit of day dreaming (bit like me really ) but I would like the teacher to explain to her the reasons why she was moved.
Quick somebody!!! Call child protection!! GG is being forced to watch Hannah Montana! This needs to be stopped immediately.
It's worse than being forced to listen to Vogon poetry.
Don't worry, GG! Somebody will help you escape, I'm sure of it.
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From the Hitchhiker's Guide.
Guide description:
"Vogon Poetry is widely accepted as the third worst in the Universe. The second worst is that of the Azgoths of Kria. During a recitation by their poet master, Grunthos the Flatulent of his poem, Ode to a Small Lump of Green Putty I Found in my Armpit One Midsummer Morning, four of his audience died of internal haemorraging, but the President of the Mid-Galactic Arts Nobbling Council survived by gnawing one of his own legs off. The absolute worst poetry was written by Paula Nancy Millstone Jennings in Sussex. Luckily, it was destroyed when the Earth was."
Hey, I'm writing a story for a friend of mine, finally got motivated to start it(she said that if I wrote something for her, she'd write a new chapter of her story involving my character, and soon, 'cause I really love reading it). Can someone read it and PM me what they think, pwease? -pouts and tries to look irresistable, like a puppy dog- http://whathappensinnyc.blogspot.com/
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