So i had a dream a few nights ago, my dad, my step mom, and my boyfriend and me were driving back from the wave pool and it was nighttime. My step mom dropped my dad off at home and she’d take us home. So she was ready to drop my boyfriend off at his house, but before he got out of the car she swore really loud and drove away quickly. we ended up driving through a forest on a rocky road. and when i looked over my boyfriend wasn’t there anymore. Instead, there were 2 wolf dogs in the back seat with me and a yellow lab. My step mom was turning onto my road when we heard an ear piercing howl from outside the car that came from a wolf. She drove past my house accidentally and when we were ready to drive down the street again we saw the wolf that made the howl and almost ran over it, but it ran off scared before we could. When we pulled into my driveway, i noticed my dog daisy was with us. I got all the dogs out of the car and took them into the house including the wolf like dogs. I put Daisy in the house and the other dogs in the garage but i was having trouble catching the 2 wolves and the yellow lab. I was in a hurry tryin to save them in fear the wolf would come. Suddenly i heard a sound in my grandmother’s garden and i all of a sudden went into protective animalistic mode. I was growling like a mad animal that was trying to protect it’s young i jumped in the garden and screamed in an angry voice, " Get out of here!!!!" suddenly a pure white giant cat ran out of the garden. Suddenly i didn’t feel so scared/protective/angry anymore. I went over and picked up the cat, but it squirmed so much i let it go, and it ran off. last thing i remember was turning towards my house to go back up to get the dogs back in the garage. and i woke up. what does this mean? when i woke up i felt paralyzed almost, i couldn’t move. and my heart was racing and i was just in shock. It was raining outside and i heard thunder and saw lightning. i felt as if i even made one movement i’d get attacked or something.

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Okay, there is a lot I have to say. So, beware. lol

My mom is 39 years old. I have an older brother who is 19 and I am 13. I don’t know my dad’s age. Yes, I appreciate having a roof over my head, good food to eat. My family is middle class and we are good in the economy and so on. My mother’s heart rate runs like at fifty percent and that is something you should pay attention too.

I have severe Asthma. It sucks, it really does. I can’t go to public school its so severe. Last time I did, I got mono from drinking out of a water fountain. lol I’ve had a pretty rough medical history. Such as, being 18 months old and being shocked every few seconds for some kind of cancer test or something. A lot worse has happened, but I don’t feel like going through medical records. Oh, and she ALWAYS tells people how hard it was to WATCH me be put through operations. When, she had a CHOICE to watch or not. I was forced. I didn’t have a choice for five metal wires to be shoved down my nose. Or to be stuck in the hospital with tubes in my throat (through my nose, down my thoart to my stomach) and not be able to eat for 13 days. Not lieing either.

My mother and father preached to me and everyone around me that smoking was terrible. She swore up and down to me that she never smoked. Told doctors that no one in the house did, whatever.I remember vividly asked, "Mom, do you smoke?" after I had found one smashed in the driveway. She said, "No, sweetheart. I’d never touch one of those fifthly things. I promise."

I was about ten then. I was ignorant and I believed her. But, that didn’t stop me from paying more close attention.

So, about in May, I walked outside on morning to go to dance. And, (guess what?) she was sitting on the steps with one of them things hanging out of her mouth. Her cousin was standing there without one, (I know he smokes. It bugs me and I HATE IT. HE STINKS THE HOUSE UP WITH SMOKE, well, she does too)

So, I ran to the car. I threw my dance bag in the front seat, calmed my breathing (mostly temper. I have anger issues.) and walked back to the house. And there her cousin was, with a have smoked cig in his mouth. Where did he get that? I wonder. He took it from here to cover up for her!

Okay, well, my dad took me to dance a few minutes later. In the car, I asked, "Dad, does Mom smoke?"

He said, "Well, no! Of course not."

I texted a friend. I was MAD by then.

She said she had known five months before. Her mother advised her not to say anything, because she had no dog in that race.

I looked at my dad, and said, "(Friend’s name) has known for five months!"

All I got from him was, "Well. Sorry." In a tone screaming; Big baby. I don’t have time for you.

Was I really overreacting?

Well, since I was mad, I started crying and shaking. My ribs hurt the next day from shaking so bad. So, my dad sent me into Burger King (random, right?) saying "I need to clean my face up. My mascara is running."

I wasn’t wearing any mascara. He really sent me in there to give my mom a heads up on that I knew.

She never said anything. I found everything. Where she hides her cigs, where he nicotine gum (weird) is at. and I’ve seen her numerous times with one in her mouth, smoke blowing through her nose.

One day, I was going on a two week croos-country trip with the friend i mentioned before. Her grandparents invited us, but my mom wasn’t going. She stayed with me and her cousin at a hotel. I was really upset because she refused to let my dad come and I didn’t get to say bye to him because she wanted to be gone before he was home. The night I was leaving, I went swimming in the hotel we stayed at. My mom raced me two laps in the pool, jumped out saying, "My heart is racing. I’m done for the night."

Since, it was late and she was done swimming and I had a long two weeks ahead, I got out too. Our hotel was an outside. And there was a stairwell right next to our door. Her cousin said, "Don’t look at the stairwells. She’s on the phone."

Okay, well, i went to the room. I paused for a second, and i didn’t hear her say anything. I smelt smoke, so i busted into the room and released my anger out on a pillow. Poor pillow.

She came and and we had to share a bed that night. Only two beds in the hotel room. I coughed, gagged and was breathing terribly that night because SOMEONE smelt like a gasbomb.

So, a month later, two days ago, I was walking out of the hospital from getting a chest x-ray. Mom usually goes with me every time, and I wanted her to go this time because a male was giving me my chest x-ray. AWKWARD!

She said no and she would wait for me (with her cousin) in the lobby. After I was finished, I went to the lobby. No mother, no cousin. So, I looked around the other waiting rooms and the bathroom. Nope. Nothing.

I warned you it was long!!! btw, this is what happened over a span of like three years. So, yeah, its gonna be long. Don’t read it if you "have a life" it won’t bother me at all.
She was outside by the car smoking with her cousin. I had to ride home with the awful smell. She refused to roll down the windows or try to turn on the AC. And she isn’t trying to quit. When you are trying to quit, you don’t smoke 4-5 times a day. She uses the gum when I’m in the hospital so she doesn’t have to leave. I’ve done my homework, ppl. I know the details. I am trying to be mature, but anger issues kind of has its limits. I can’t control when I get angry or upset, and if i do, its hard to reverse it. I try to mature but it never works out that way because she ends up pissing me off again. I cant go to realtives. Only the household and her cousin know about this habit.
She doesn’t want me to smoke? Duh. It would kill me. I can’t even breathe second-hand, Imagine what the real thing would do. I’ve been sick since I was born because of that posion.

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we just lost one of our dogs and our other dog is really sad and lonely. we dont have a lot of money but i think we can afford to buy one. we have the basic things like food and bowls for food and water. how can i convince my dad to let us get another dog?
we lost her like 5 months ago people

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now this is what happen. since we are in china i was still a few months old my mean uncle borrow from my father 30000 dollars at that time that amount was really big then after the time we wanted him to pay he told us to go to Philippines where he live and get it from him at the time we went here he didn’t gave it and we stay at his house then he treated us very mean after that e were forced to stay at his storage room were his business is going on and made us like dogs if were going to stay and we should work and broke our toilet bowl kill our pet chicken which is our meal and broke our kitchen glass when my brother is born cause he only has one son but my mom has 2 even thought may father works as a worker for him and dint receive even a cent when he left and we were very poor and are force to live in our own so we go to Laguna and find a perfect place away from him to live and at that night my father is going to say good bye to him that we are going back to china then he cried that we are going to beg his money back only the time that dollars raised but my father didn’t even say something related to money and the night is the first night that my father’s sister visited Philippine so our plan going Laguna was failed. then before that my mom’s cousin also visited Philippine and gave us some amount of money and treated us like so close but my uncle was jealous and told tell in front of him that no no one can be that rich and suspect him selling drugs even though the real thing is that he has a lot of business in china and he is pretty rich but all because of my stupid uncle he was force to go back to china and after that my grandma which is the one who tempted my father to borrow the money to my uncle sell our house in china and the other house that my grandpa gave to my father when he haven’t married yet, and buy lot here in the Philippines and my uncle and my dad has 1/2 portion each even though my uncle is already living in a villa were he become rich already but the name of the house is written in his name and even we built a house on the half part of the lot and all these years they treated my grandma like pet my grandma is the one who cooks do chore and my uncle told his friends that he is the one giving my grand ma luxury life so even my grand ma was mean during her youth no matter what happen she is still grand ma now the point is the time my father going to ask permission to buy the other half he said that its would be given to my cousin’s cousin and the name of this house is not ours and we dint even get any thing cause this whole lot suppose to be ours and my grandpas lot in china the government is going to buy it no matter how much the offer and we dint even have any portions and now the name of this lot isn’t in his hand he told my father that the rights of this house he is in the hands of a factory were he gets the stocks im feeling very angry i dont know what to to do im just 17.

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I was wondering why my dog likes to go eat when my sister or my dad comes into my room. ( His food bowl is in my room )
Is it because he is protecting it and wants to eat it in case they will mess with it or what?

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i was over at my dad’s apartment taking care of the dog. without thinking i put my dog’s metal bowl in the microwave for about 8 seconds. it started popping and i rushed over and opened the door. now it smells terrible. is this gas toxic? what should i do to make the smell and gas go away?

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I had a toy poodle about 13 years of age, really old for a poodle. She always used to go to my parents little pool in their bathroom, it’s like a hot tub in the ground but filled with cool water. The pool had steps, so she could easily get out in case she fell in. She’s always been really strange as a dog, really whiny and needy for attention. A couple hours ago we found her body floating in the pool, and when my dad pulled her out we noticed she was bleeding from the mouth. We thought maybe she fell in and hit her head or something, or maybe she had a type of internal bleeding and fell in because of that. But then as i walked by her water bowl i noticed it was full, so i don’t know why she would go drink out of the pool. Maybe she’s forgetful, or maybe she went there to die? Would a dog intentionally drown itself?
sorry for the length, it’s just been hard, we had her for so long.

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You Know Your Obese When….

1. You Carry a stick of deodorant instead of a cell phone…

2. Every step feels like you just ran a marathon…

3.Your favorite sport includes looking for the remote…

4. Your initials are F.A.T. …

5. Your dog barks at you because you stopped moving…

6. When you where grandma’s little boy you were bigger than she was…

7. You pay people to run for you…

8. Just waking up gives you heart murmors…

9. The doctor doesn’t even weigh you because he is afraid the scale will break…

10. God said "where’s my son" and from inside you you hear "right here dad"…

11. It takes three people to lift your arm…

12. You eat and never once say your full…

13. Eating for three days straight is a regular household event…

14. Watching T.V. is a workout for your eyes…

15. Swimming pools just are not big enough for you…

16. Custom sized T-shirt companies have to get the shirt you need custom made…

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My husbands birthday was on February 29th.
It is so sad. His parents are divorced and his mother celebrated his birthday every 4 years and his Dad celebrated it on the 28th. Is this fair that his mother wanted him to be born on that date, he was 10 weeks pre-mature and he gets a birthday every four years?

According to his mother, he will be celebrating his 8th birthday in 4 years, which I think it is sad.
We are getting married in March, and I think it is sad, the way his mother treats him with gifts.

His Dad, is the best. When I am with his brothers and sisters and half sibling and step siblings, who ALL live with his Dad, they make me feel like I am in Cheaper By The Dozen or 19 Kids and Counting or Yours Mine and Ours. They are so loving. Especially his step-mother. She is happy and they are like the best family, ever. They are like normal parents and they give birthday gifts every year, not every four years.

His mother abused him by verbal, his mother just hates him. I am not serious, she even admitted it. She has a good job, she is not poor, she can afford birthday gifts all the time! She had my husband when she was 14, she is 42 years old! She has a good retirement plan and she had rich parents, who gave her a lot of money. She still refuses to care for my husband and love him.

Is that sad ^?

Well this year, he wants to forget about his mother and focus on other things.
Tonight, we will have a special dinner. I will take him and we will eat with nobody, last
night we had a family birthday dinner (and we had a ball/fun time).

And I am getting him 2 puppies. I found both at the pound for free, they were cute, they are different breeds, person at pound said they get along great! They will be 8 weeks old today, and I cant wait!

We will go to church at 2:00 pm, we will change once we are home and pack up. I am taking him to the beach for 5days, where the pound is located. We will leave the house at 4:30 pm. We will go to a fancy restaurant in fancy clothes at 5:30 pm, while on road. We will eat and have a small cake for dessert. Then we will arrive at the beach condo at 9:30 pm and enjoy a few days. The condo is his Dads so no money . Road Trip is like 0 and dinner will be 0, but we are fine. I had a budget of ,500. I got a little extra money at work, so I made it his gift. We will open a gift I got him in the condo and have some whine. Then we will change in PJ’s and watch a movie or play video games.
Then we will just enjoy 5 days of the beach, we will walk on the beach, take some photos for the wedding, relax, go mini golfing and go to an arcade. We will also go rock climbing and do fun/romantic/interesting things. We will mostly be inside and enjoy the sun set.

Then on Friday, we will leave. I will tell him we will have time to look at the pound for an hour or two and we go in. We go to see the English Bull Dog (female) and the Puggle (female) and I will tell him it is ours. He will flip out and get them. We will keep on driving and stop at a Pet Smart, buy supplies and all.

Then on Saturday, the next day, at night, he will do a work thing from 3:00 pm- 6:00 pm
Then he will come home at 7:00 pm, then we will have a surprise party.

I spent about ,500 on this WHOLE thing and it was my extra money. I bet he will do something special for my birthday, and we might make a baby on the way.

Please dont call me spoiled. It is our extra wedding money that we had for the budget of the wedding, the extra honey moon money, the extra work money from work, and some money I saved just for him.

I have seen my friends who spent like ,000 on their husband/wifes birthday.
My friend, got her husband an ice sculpture, that would melt in like 3 days or less, for ,000.
Oh, and it was, like a small sculpture.

I just build memories for my husband for his birthday, and make up some years his mother ruined for him!

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i was met up with the pale rider on that horse which was called death.i saw him before but he didnt need me then.but now im thrusted into the belief that hes come back for me again. i eluded him twice before but now i can no longer run.his eyes and mine both met.we both stared in to into each others eyes.the seconds seemed like hours and finally i asked him why he came today. he grinned and said im asking you to come to the saloon with me as he started riding off.i went with him but hesitantly as if to wonder what it was he was needing to show me. he took me up on his horse as the evening gathered and in his twinkling eye announced he was not taking from me but giving me something.we walked to the oasis called the 2 shot tavern and sat down.he got me a beer but i wouldnt drink it. i was too nervous about what lied ahead.was it a peril i didnt want to meet or was it some other odd event.either way he was making me feel at home and this wasnt the case last time i felt dread and fear. nope,this time was different though.so i walked away from my stool and headed onto the trail he showed me as it seemed to glow.it had the makings of a road back in the day.. well i rode with him as his dirty blonde hair swayed back and forth in the cool summer breeze.i felt a strangers gentle touch on my shoulder as we stopped.it was my father who had a smile on his face. hi son youre home he said.i told him i was just visiting but he wouldnt allow me to leave.we embarked on all of the things we did when he was alive like eat hot dogs,drink beer,soda,eat cotton candy,smoke cigarettes and shoot pool. he told me to go and look under my pillow and i didnt understand why.just then he hugged me goodbye and the horseman took me back on his horse.smiling he said ok,thats your dad and he has sent me to you. i came here for a much different reason this time around.at that precise moment of elation in seeing my beloved dad i wasnt sure if it was real.the alarm rang on my clock and i now realized i had dreampt this wonderfully vivid reunion as if id been in a time machine. my only thought now was hes with me in spirit and what about the pillow?,what did he mean by that?i raised it up and there glimmering in the light was the gold wedding ring he wore but was missing for a year. he died and it was put in a jewelry box and put aside.while looking for the ring 1 day i couldnt find it.it simply vanished.so he must have came looking for it as a reminder of what once was and what still is.but its only a physical object desired in the spirit world.it was borrowed when it shouldve been kept.i dont know who needed it more,us or him! i told my mom this and she knew hed paid a visit.the next step is for her to experience the mystery that was his life.i think so dutifully it will be her turn next.i can only envision that occurrence and ill not dread at the thought of the next chapter with the ghostly rider.

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