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2004 Harley Road King Custom. I put on a Rinehart True Duel exhaust system. Now I get some popping when I let off on the throttle. Sounds cool but I need to sell it and want to stop it from happening.
Friday, October 30, 2009
exhaust tubing
I have 6 pieces of 409SS exhaust tubing. It is 3", the pieces are ~39" end to end. They were cut thru a mandrel bend, so there is at least.I just purchased my E60 M which is in route to me and am already buying up some parts. I need to know the diameter of the exhaust tubing pre-muffler.Originally Posted by GHOSTDANCE View Post. yes BUT you will LOSE power because the R/T uses a 3' exhaust and the SE uses a 2.5' exhaust. the R/T auto uses 2 1/4" tubing, while the R/T 6-speed uses 2 1/2" tubing. ...The Skunk2 Megapower Exhaust is a full cat back system constructed from T-304 stainless steel and features the Japanese Super N1 styling. The exhaust is CNC mandrel bent using specific application tubing sized for maximum performance ...M3 Exhaust (video) Video/Image Center. ... CSL have a thinner wall tubing for just weight savings, but the location of the cats are the difference between the US and EU models, which accounts for the 10hp difference. These cats: ...Red RC - RC Car product news, views and race results.The first option is to install the fan in-line with your exhaust duct tubing. You do not ever install these fans on the intake tubing. What this means is that you basically have a piece of exhaust ducting that starts in the lower ...Affordably priced PaceSetter Quik Trip Long Tube Headers are one of the best ways to improve your vehicle's performance and efficiency. By reducing exhaust back pressure and scavenging the cylinders better, these headers provide a ...go with a flowmaster 40 series with stainless steel exhaust tubing. you might want to see if they can fab you up a new y pipe that is the most restictive part of our exhaust. grant 2001 4x4 fronty calmini uca's, ac 3 pack aal, ...Another issue that can negatively impact power when it comes to exhaust design is "going too big" with exhaust tubing. Gas expands when heated, and with an engine the heat source is the combustion process in the cylinders. ...
has anyone ever put on a f1 exhaust pipes on a v65 sabre i bought them but seen a guy talk about putting some on you tube and he said it was not quite fitting right these pipes were origanilly on a 84 magna
now im gonna be more specific i have $1000 right now.
i was thinking gears, TLOK, tuner, and CAI, but i heard that just the installation for the gears its around $850(its that true?).
can yall tell me what mods should i get with that $$.
i already have true duals exhaust.
this is a list that i have in my mind..
CAI
long tube header ((will LT headers add any power?))
4.10 gears.
TLOK
tuner.
thanks guys...
I own a 1996 BMW 328i. It's auto with 85,500 original miles. Stock except for the wheels, tinted windows, and head unit. Someone is interested in trading me a 1998 Firebird formula 6 speed ls1 with 138k miles but 40k on a rebuilt motor. It has some mods which are Ram air, Ls6 cam, long tube headers, true dual rumbler exhaust system, spec stage 4 clutch, spec aluminum flywheel, 4:11 rear end, and 5.0 short shifter. I've always wanted a t/a and this seems to be a good deal to me. I've had the bmw for 2 months and i love it but the firebird is my favorite car and Ive always wanted one. The guy is looking for a 4 door car because he has kids now and needs more of a family car. My biggest issue is the fact that it's just about winter now here in new england but i don't think either car will be good in the winter weather. I'm just looking for some input and advice on whether or not I should pursue the trade or just say no.
[1] the dawn of romance and the commencement of history;
[2] a word that should be pronounced as "mirage";
[3] an event, for the upper middle class, is the only adventure left;
[4] a very good way to promote civilization - if you get a good wife you will be happy, if you get a bad one you will become a philosopher {Socrates};
[5] a process much like a cafeteria - you carefully look over the choices, select what looks the best - and pay later;
[6] an event which is called "tying the knot" - unfortunately, the knot can be a noose;
[7] a word which always means commitment - but so does insanity;
[8] a ceremony favored in England - it's the only way to beat their cold winters and lack of central heating;
[9] something that changes the demeanor of a driver - there is no longer any effort needed to keep both hands on the wheel;
[10] the only permanent cure for love;
[11] is only compatible when the man makes a living and his wife makes living worthwhile;
[12] the only adventure open to the cowardly;
[13] something which is called a feast - unfortunately, sometimes the appetizer is better than the main course;
[14] a group which consists of: a master, a mistress, and two slaves, making in all, two;
[15] the alliance of two people, one who never remembers birthdays, and the other who never forgets them;
[16] the process that turns a female from an attraction into a distraction;
[17] a legal custom which turns a man into the captive audience of his wife;
[18] that ceremony which makes more strange bedfellows than politics;
[19] a rite where two people, under the influence most violent, most insane, most delusive, and most transient of passions, are required to swear that they will remain in that excited, abnormal and exhausting condition until death do them part;
[20] occurs where a man gets hooked by his own line;
[21] in America, is the only legal method of suppressing freedom of speech;
[22] is made out of two toothbrushes but a single tube of toothpaste;
[23] is just a three-ring circus: engagement, wedding, and suffer;
[24] the process of finding out the kind of guy your wife would have preferred;
[25] a condition where no wife gets what she expected, and no husband expected what he was getting;
[26] the ceremony which provides a man with something that, sooner or later, he will find he can't blame on the government;
[27] a tradition which would suffer considerably if men had to pay the minister the same fee they will eventually have to pay the divorce lawyer;
[28] is much like a pair of shears, so joined so the parts cannot be separated, often moving in opposite directions, yet always punishing anyone who tries to come between them;
[29] the continuous process of getting used to things you never expected;
[30] a status which depends upon two to be successful but only one to turn into a failure;
[31] is a book in which the first chapter is written in poetry and the rest of the pages is prose;
[32] a bargain, and a sensible person understands that someone must get the better of any bargain;
[33] in Japanese is called "Judo" - the art of conquering by yielding. This is the western equivalent of "Yes, dear";
[34] a confrontation which always demands the greatest understanding of the subtle art of insincerity possible between two human beings;
[35] is not a word, but a sentence;
[36] a delightful form of combat where you get to sleep with the enemy;
[37] an investment that pays big dividends if you manage to keep up the interest.
How big is the space behind the seats... is there enough room to put 2 10' tube subs and an amp behind them?
I want to get a black one for my next car and i want to put green neons underneath and in the vents and also a new exhaust system that is 98Db :P!
Yes its only a 2 seater!! but i meant behind the seats like the subs you get for trucks in the clio v6 you get a little space between the seats and the engine to store things i was wondering how big that space was too see what kind of subs to put behind them 6 inch, 8 inch or 10'
I've checked the plug, the breaker, and cleaned the filter where all the lint collects but it still won't work
I turned the breaker off and waited a minute then turned it back on twice b4 I posted this... still nothing but thanks
Ok ty. I jiggled the cord going from the dryer to the outlet and it started working so there must be a short in the cord or the wiring has come loose from the dryer
Can anyone translate the following:
Hi Ercan, here is a little thing that will hopefully help you to realise why I want you to stop smoking. It's not just for me, but because I want you to look after your health. Smoking is such a terrible habit and I know most people where you live smoke like chimneys. You know you are my everything Ercan, and I cant stand watching you smoke and knowing what you are doing to your body. It is also affecting me as I breathe in your second hand smoke, which has the same affects. I want us to have a long and happy life together, and I don't want that to be compromised by smoking. So please Ercan, read this, take it in and stop smoking. These are facts. Believe me.
What does smoking do to my body?
Smoking causes many serious and fatal diseases including lung cancer, heart disease, bronchitis and emphysema. It also causes many other cancers, respiratory diseases, strokes and can affect fertility. Cigarettes contain over 4,000 toxic chemicals and around 50 of these cause cancer.
Carbon monoxide is a poisonous gas in cigarette smoke. It is also found in car exhaust fumes and produced by faulty gas appliances. It takes the place of oxygen in the blood, causing your lungs to work less efficiently. This stops cells all around your body from getting the oxygen they need.
Tar is the sticky brown substance which stains your fingers and teeth. Tar causes cancer and damages your lungs. It stays inside your lungs, making tubes narrower and reducing your protection against infection.
What's in a cigarette?
Cigarettes contain over 4,000 toxic chemicals and around 50 of these cause cancer. The three main toxins are nicotine, carbon monoxide and tar.
Some other things found in cigarettes are:
Acetone - Nail polish remover
Ammonia - Toilet cleaner
Arsenic - Rat poison
Benzo(a)pyrene - Diesel exhaust fumes
Carbon Monoxide - Petrol exhaust fumes
DDT and Dieldrin - Insecticides
Formaldehyde - Preservative for dead bodies
Hydrogen Cyanide - Poison used in gas chambers
Methanol - Rocket fuel
Titanium - Metal used to make aeroplanes
Haemoglobin from the blood of a pig is used in cigarette filters
What are the effects of secondhand smoke?
Breathing in secondhand smoke can damage almost every organ in the human body. It increases the risk of lung cancer by 24% and heart disease by 25%. Secondhand smoke is very dangerous for children because their bodies are still developing. Cot death is twice as likely for babies whose mothers smoke. Children who grow up in a smoking household are much more likely to suffer from asthma, middle ear infections, coughs, colds and wheezes. People exposed to secondhand smoke face the same dangers as smokers themselves. They breathe in the same poisonous gases and toxic chemicals so suffer from the same health risks.
I have not had a great history when it comes to my female organs, and it was supposed to be difficult to get pregnant but i proved that wrong. I now am a mother of two and I wanted my tubes tied, but i had a pro- having kids doctor and she wouldn't fix me. Lil So she and i decided to get the Mirena. I have had it going on 3 years now and have difficulties out he wazoo! My recent issue is major bloating, I have gained 20 pounds in 2 months, and it's not due to eating or exercising habits i promise you... and I haven't had a period for over 2 years now and 2 days ago after a couple months of being over exhausted I started bleeding! So I freaked. And then it slowly lightened up over the day into a brown like discharge. This is embarrassing but I am worried. I don't have medical insurance so I can't go to a doctor. I did a pregnancy test but it came out negative. I am tired of feeling so tired, the cramps, and bloating and fullness of my lower abdomen. Does any one have any suggestions? Has this happened to anyone else? I contacted the Mirena company believe it or not and they asked if I could feel it in there. So i checked and i can so it's in there still. And then they recommended a pregnancy test which is why I did it and it said I am not regnant but when i got pregnant with my kids I had weak HCG hormones and my test would come out negative til I was like 3 months pregnant. So I am worried and the symptoms I have could be dangerous I am told so Advice Please!
what are the best mods to start out with?
I already have true duals exhaust.
do you have any suggestions to do next
cold air intake..
gears and T lok..
long tube headers..
????
what should i get first?
thanks guys..
Its a heavily modded 05 SRT-4 with 55000 miles. Its in really good condition. I maintain it very well. Ive invested over $12000 in it over the years, and thats beyond the purchase price. I know I wont get it back, but what should I sell it for. Ive seen them go for 14000-16000 with light mods. Let me know what you think.
Some of the mods are:
Electronic Metering and Programming:
-Apexi SAFC II Neo Fuel Controller
-Aeroforce Technology Interceptor Scan Gauge
-AUTOMETER Digital WIDEBAND AIR FUEL RATIO GAUGE
-Autometer ProComp Ultra-Lite 30lb/30hg Boost Gauge
-GReddy Full Auto Turbo Timer
Drivetrain:
-Mopar Performance Short Throw Shifter
-Dana Race CV Axles
-ACT 4-Puck Street/Strip clutch
-Lightweight Flywheel
-AGP Solid Transmission Mount
Engine:
-Forged Internals
-AGP BIG 50 Trim Turbo:
Specs:
- AGP Cast T04E housing 3" inlet 2" outlet
- AGP 50 trim compressor wheel 50lb/min
- T31 4 bolt outlet turbine housing .63 A/F Ratios
-AGP T3 Log-Style Exhaust Manifold
-AGP Big Turbo SS O2 Housing
-AGP SS Dump Tube
-AGP RACE Front Mount Intercooler
-AGP Cool Side piping
-Turbonetics Evolution Wastegate
-Turbonetics Manual Boost Controller
-HKS SSQ blow off valve
-AGP ‘Dog Bone’ Motor Mounts
-AGP 3-Bar Map Sensor
-Ported Intake Manifold
-Iceman 70MM Throttle Body
-Walboro 255lph Fuel Pump
-750cc FIC Fuel Injector Clinic Injectors
-s3 high flow fuel rail
-s3 fuel pressure regulator
-THERMAL R&D 3" Turbo Back Exhaust w/ Hi-Flow Cat. & no Res.
-Injen Performance Intake
-MPX Underdrive Pulley
-Aluminum Oil Catch Can
-Mopar 10mm Plug Wires
-MSD Ignition
-NGK Iridium Spark Plugs
Misc.:
-8000K PHILIPS ULTRA SLIM ULTINON Bi-Xenon HID headlights (lowbeams and highbeams)
-10000K PHILIPS ULTRA SLIM ULTINON HID foglights
-Dodge Viper Front Seats
-Ceramic brake pads and drilled/slotted rotors
-S-Style Eyelid overlays professionally painted black
-Windows professionally tinted 5%
I recently paid it off. What should I sell it for? How much should I expect to get out of it? The car has been adult driven always and never beat on. Please be specific and list reasons for your answers. Thanks!
Oh and it also has a new Clarion 7 inch touch screen multimedia center (Single Din). Nav, ipod, cd, mp3, dvd, dvdr, ect...
Last year I pulled my window unit out and put it straight into storage in the basement. I went to put it in this season and I saw a bunch of what looked like mold in the exhaust passage. I couldn't clean it out and ended up tossing it. I have a new now and am putting it into storage but don't want the sam thing to happen. I don't see where the drain plug is on the unit. At the bottom of the condeser is a small open tube that looks like this is probably the drain, but it would just drain out the bottom of the unit on its own. Is there a way I can keep this one from growing mold like the last one? Do you think it could have just been that it was put in the basement that caused the molding or would it have been from excess moisture from not draining it last year?
car has ls9 intake, borla exhaust, slp lid, smooth bellows, upgraded cpu, and soon to have comp cams. car is lowered so long tubes might not have clearance,and i heard shorty headers dont really make a diffrence.
ok i cut one end of my cat off so its tubing to the cat and that's it i am just running the cat as a muffler but its loud as hell. so i am going to cut the cat all the way off and put in a glass pack and dump it under the truck, now this should make it sound better wright???? not like a tractor lol, or will it sound the same???? i believe the glass pack is a thrush glasspack, its just the stock single exhaust if thats helps thanks
Hello, I have a 1999 Camaro with pacesetter headers, the short tubed ones. They both connect to a y pipe. If I delete the y pipe and decided to run open headers, how will the exhaust gas escape from my car : would i need some small exhaust to lead the gas out or will it just blow out by itself and not come back into the car?
Hello, I have a 1999 Camaro that has pacesetter headers that lead to an off road y pipe. To run open headers and get rid of the y pipe, how would I allow exhaust gas to escape.
Would I need a small exhaust pipe?
I delivered my daughter at 30 weeks, she was on a feeding tube and than the bottle/ attempts at the breast. She would not nurse from the breast, met w/ the lactation consultant in the hospital (only one visit covered) and was given some tips/ tickle neck, express some milk to entice her. She still will not nurse from the breast, I am exclusively pumping and getting exhausted between attempting the breast, giving her a bottle, then pumping. Any tips? Anyone been successful for a premature infant that was born this early or close to/ prior 33 weeks
I have a 99 Crown vic, I plan on making a custom X-pipe setup, I think I'm going to use 2 1/4 stainless steel pipe from the cat back, to the X (it has H pipe stock) and then the dual back but I want to know what are the loudest mufflers I can Weld up to the tube. I'm also thinking about making the exhaust come out the sides.
I dont really care about legality.
Hello
I'm from Germany and 4 weeks ago we had made a class trip to London.
Now we had to write and "report" of our week.
Sadly my english isn't very good^^.
Can you maybe check my text?
Report of the trip to london 2009
The first day ( monday, 14.09.09 ) :
On monday i stood up hasty on two o' clock in the morning , because our bus started at four o'clock. I carried my traveling bag into the car and a few minutes later , my brother , my mum and me drove to the meeting point in Rastede. We waited there for our teacher and the other classmates. After that we were allocated for our seats. Finally the bus hit the road.
We drove through the Netherlands, Belgium and France, where we took the ferry to England. It was a long time to boarded the ferry , beacause the boarder had to check out all passports.
When we arrived in London, we was very happy to dismounted. We searched our traveling bags and Ramon, Tizian, Lukas and me waited for our family. When we saw our host mother we had to smile , 'cause Mr. Kowalski said, we get the strictest family. And of courcse she looked pretty hard. During the ride back to her home we talked about our families and our hobbys. At home we packed out our chlothes, ate something and lay down to sleep.
The second day ( tuesday, 15.09.09 )
We stood up at six o' clock in the next morning , ate something, got our lunchpacket and drove to the underground station, where we met our classmates. We got a travelcard for one week , so we can use the underground (tube) whenever we wanted. We met us at the Victoriastation in london. After that the class went to the Trafalgar Square. We should make the London Walk. When we were finished, I went with Ramon, Tizian, Lukas, to the next underground station and drove to the Oxfordstreet, because we had enough time and wanted to shop. A few hours later we went to the Covent Garden. After we appeared there we saw a streetperformer who tried to exempt himself from a hugh rope , that was tied around his body. It was a rainy day and because of that we got more free time to explored the city. After a hard day we drove back to the Victoriastation and boarded our train at 6.21 pm to came back to our family in Bromley.
The third day ( wednesday, 16.09.09 )
So the last days we stood up at 6 o' clock , ate something , got our lunchpackets and drove to the meeting point Bromley South and with the tube to the Victoriastation. We talked with our teachers and got some free time.The first thing we (Nico, Julian and me) did, was to went to the Buckingham Palace. Then my group and me drove with the Victoria- and Centralline to the Oxfordstreet and Westfield, a big shopping center, and shoped a litte bit. Westminster was really big and all famous designer and famous electronic stores were inside. Then Ramon, Tizian, Lukas and me went to the Natural History Museum. We did a tour through the museum. It was really interested. In the evening we met us in chinatown to ate together in a restaurant ( Mr. Wu ). After that we went throug chinatown and could bought something for the ride back to Germany.
Because we were in a restaurant we came back home later. We get the train at 9.22 pm from Victoriastation to Bromley South, where our host mother was waiting for us. The day was so hard and long so we fell asleep when we arrived at home.
The fourth day ( tuesday, 17.09.09 )
Like the other days we stood up at the same time , ate something , got our lunchpacket and drove to Bromley South and then to Victoriastation. In the morning we drove to Greenspark, because we wanted to see the ghettos. On the ride to Greenspark we was really scared. Nobody else was in the train. But it was boring there so we drove to the House of Parliament ,visited it and taked pictures of the guards and the buildings, and to the Tower Bridge, London Bridge, Kings Cross, London Eye and Big Ben. In the afternoon we met the other classmates at the Camden Market. But the market was really poor. Therefore we drove to Westfield again and bought some things for the ride back to germany and relaxed there for a hour.
After a exhausting day the classmates and me drove to Bromley South, where the families were already waiting for us. In the evening we packed our bags and gave our host family some gifts and we thanked her for the time she maked our food and brougth us to the meeting point. Then we went to our room and fell asleep.
The fifth day ( friday , 18.09.09 )
On that day we stood up at 5.30 am , because our bus started at 7.00 am. So we ate something, brought our bags to the car und drove to the meeting point , we arrived at the first day. Ramon, Tizian, Lukas and me were the first there. We brought our bags to the hatchway of the bus, sat down and waited for the other. At 7.00 pm all classmates boarded the bus and we started the ride back to Germany. The ride was so boring. We played games on our gameboys, heard music, sleep and
I'm looking to finally redo the exhaust after owning my car for 4 years now...headers, x or h pipe and exhaust/mufflers. What I'm stuck on is what to get. Sound wise, I don't want anything that's gonna be hard on the ears while driving, but definitely something that will turn heads going down the road. As far as performance...I'll take all the gains I can get!
As far as headers, long or short and what brand? I've heard to go with long tubes for performance, but no clue as far as the brand.
For the X or H pipe, should I go with a CAT or CAT-LESS and what brand again? I've heard the arguments as far as sound and I'm definitely looking for a throatier/old school Mustang sound. I'm in the military and my car is registered out of state, so I'm not that worried about emissions as well.
For the exhaust/mufflers I'm thinking MagnaFlows, but open to suggestions.
Thanks for the help in advance!
Matt
Hello on my Camaro I have pacesetter short tubed headers. I had them installed about 5,000 miles ago. When I accelerate there is a loud tap tap tap sound. I think it may be the headers. The engine does not name the sound unless Im accelerating and there is plenty of oil on my dipstick.
But when I look at the headers I do not see any exhaust smoking coming out of them. How can I tell if I have an exhaust/header leak. Are they always visible?
I cnat tell what is wrong. On my 1999 Camaro I have short tubed headers and no cat, just a y pipe.
When I accelerate it sounds like a metallic tapping sound, and when I let off the throttle it goes away. It's like a matchcard is under the hood.
What could it be? The car has 104,000 miles on it, and when at idle or not hitting the throttle, there is no tapping sound.
Is it an exhaust leak, headers leak, lifters, spun rod bearing, etc.....
Me and my dad are going to build an off road go kart like the one in the sept/oct magazine The Shed. for the frame they used 32mm x 2mm exhaust tubing. What is a good place to buy this tubing and all the other metal needed
thank you
Took my 2000 Ford Taurus to the shop this morning. The guy said that I had an exhaust leak and that the erg tube might need to be replaced. My car was shaking, running really badly, and had an awful odor. Wondering how much I might be out of.
A dear friend of my family has a very strange and perplexing condition that is potentially killing her. Specialists at the University of Michigan Hospital cannot figure out what is going on. Any thoughts or advice that could spark an Idea for the specialists and team will be much appreciated and needed.
The symptoms are as fallow:
For the past month she has been complaining of "pain/aching" in her legs. Nothing unbearable just uncomfortable. 10 days ago she went to the hospital where she received a multitude of tests showing "blood clots" in her legs. They immediately put her on blood thinners and antibiotics. They continued to monitor her and run tests but the tests were minimal because of the blood thinners. She continued to form blood clots even when the blood was 3 times thinner than normal. Then they spread to her lungs and ruptured, causing phenomena. They have her on several medications trying to get her stabilized but nothing is seeming to stop the clotting. Last night her lungs were so full of fluid, she suffocated in the fluid and went into cardiac arrest. The inserted a breathing tube and got her stabilized but continue to have her in a "Drug Induced Coma". The doctors can't do any exploratory surgery because of the blood thinners. They have exhausted every avenue and are out of Ideas, Please, Please help...Anyone... P.S. This all happened in roughly one weeks time.
She was also a smoker for many years in the 80's and 90's. They said there is a good chance of her having lung cancer, but it doesn't explain the clotting problem.
Thanks
The exhaust on my Camaro is really loud. There is no restriction, just short tubed pacesetter headers that has no cat and single in and dual out.
There seems to be a fats paced ticking noise I hear when I accelerate. For the exhaust work the pacesetter headers aren't the best quality, just the cheap ones. Also the off road y pipe looks kind of cheap and the rest of the exhaust looks kind of old...
could the ticking sound be because of my setup?
(I also have a K&N in front of the engine)
Hello I have a 1999 Camaro with 104,000 miles.
The car has short tubed headers and no cat, just a y pipe that goes single in and dual out.
When I accelerate I hear a ticking noise coming from somewhere. If I take my foot off of the accelerator and let the car roll there is no sound. If I open up the hood and look and listen, there really is no sound.
Could this sound be an exhaust leak or vacuum leak somewhere, perhaps where the headers are and where the cat should be?
So I just bought this 96 Saturn SL2 and I just had a few general questions about it that is bothering me. I got it for a really good price and it's nothing too major so I'm not too upset about these "problems"
1: The moon roof seems to be jammed? It opens just enough to lift off the roof then goes (click, click, click) like it's jammed. The same thing with closing it, even tho it closes ALMOST all the way, one corner sticks up just a little.
2: Not at first, but after the car warms up a bit, like 10 min. or so of driving, whenever I accelerate, there is a rattling noise. It gets louder the more I accerlerate. I'm assuming something is loose, sounds maybe like the exhaust shield or something? Any ideas?
and the biggest problem that I really do need to get fixed asap...
3: Reverse slips and 2 shifts hard..again, only when warmed up. When I leave for school in the morning, reverse pops right in and backs up without slipping..no problem. And 2nd doesnt' shift hard. But after about 5 min. of driving (hense why I didn't notice this little problem on the test drive) when the car is good and warmed up..if I have to back up (automatic by the way) it either won't go in, or I have to rev the engine and it will slowly creep then BAMM!! it slams into reverse so hard my tires screech and then slips right back out again so I have to go through that process again just to back up. Same with 2nd but not so dramatic. It just shifts hard but has no problem going into the gear. I was told it wasn't a tranny problem that it's a valve? Or I was thinking it could be the tranny cooler lines hence why it works perfect when it's cold and not able to cool down enough the hotter it gets.
I already put sea foam in it to try and unclog any tubes, valves, etc..did nothing. It's got plenty of nice clean red fluid so low fluid is not the problem...
Sorry about the novel ^
Any ideas???
THANKS!!!!!!!!!!!!
OH OH and the gas pedal sticks a little..not like I would drive outta control cause the gas pedal is stuck, sticks like I have to unstick it to accelerate. (just a little bit) Do I just grease it up with some DubbayaD40??
Well, I found out the rattle is the catalytic converter..soo no big deal there. It just passed smog so I don't need to worry about that for awhile. Tranny issue is starting to bother me...we'll see. Thanks!
I have a 1975 Mercury outboard motor. It had not been cranked in a few years. I thought I should install a new water pump impeller before cranking it. I did so and now no water comes out the pee hole in the top back of the engine. I ran a weed eater string all the way through the small pipe to the engine block, no blockage. Is there any way the engine foot would go back on without the small water tube inside the foot not going into the hole in engine block? This tube flops around while trying to install it. I have had it off twice. Even carried it to the lake a tried it, still no water coming out pee tube just exhaust ports. Please help I hear fish are biting! jrmatthewsyadtel.net
Hello, my current setup is a 1999 V6 Camaro. It has short tubed pacesetters headers that connect to an off road y pipe. The exhaust then continues to follow a single in dual out pattern. There is no cat and no muffler.
My question is can I put two cutouts towards the back of the exhaust where the "fake duals" begin to form. Will this be safe.
If I wanted to make a cutout further up like where the y pipe is, how would the exhaust gas escape from the car?
last question, what would be louder my current "fake duals" straight pipe set up(pretty loud), or if i have the exhaust shop weld some dual side pipes that come out form the headers and get rid of the rest of the exhaust?
Hello, I have a 1999 Camaro with short tubed headers that go into an off road y pipe, then straight pipe out, no cat and no muffler.
If I want to run "open headers" will I need two pipes that let the exhaust gas that gets collected from the small tubed headers to exit form the car, somewhere really close like out to the side in front of the car.
-is this dangerous? ( how can it be since exhaust gas is escaping)
-Even though it's not true "open headers" since exhaust is being let out by small pipes wil it still be loud?
-Is there a chance of a fire catching?
-thank you exhaust enthusiasts.
I'm restoring a 1970 MG Midget, just recently got it into condition it can drive around the block. The engine is running, but it's making a noise, almost a cough, or a beanbag dropping on the floor. To describe the sound, I'd say "chuff." When this happens, the engine shakes visibly and the engine slows down a bit. It's not a steady thing, definitely not every time one cylinder fires, but quite frequent. With the engine idling at about 1000 rpm, it made this noise about 80 times in a minute. It does seem to have a pattern to it, like it's on one cylinder every 2-4 revolutions, but I can't be sure about that. It's doing this through the engine's speed range, but seems to be doing it more at idle.
Fuel mix is set according to the instructions as I understand them. Twin SU HS2 carbs, synched up by ear (tube from ear to carb throat and adjust until both carbs make the same sound) and jet height adjusted until when, if the piston is raised a little, the engine speed rises and then drops back down. There is no evidence of vacuum leaks, there's only one vacuum hose on the car anyways (goes to distributor) and it looks fine. Timing was set by static timing at 10 btdc. Points and condenser are two years old, with less than four hours running time on them, and I seem to be getting good spark. I am getting a little bluish smoke (no surprise in a 70 model), I also seem to have an exhaust leak--not sure if these could be related but thought I'd tell y'all just in case.
So what is it? What makes my engine go "chuff?"
Hello, I have a V6 Camaro with short tube headers which go to an of road y pipe, then straight out to a single in dual out setup. There is no cat and no mufflers.
What is the difference(if any) between running "open headers", and going to the exhaust shop and having him get rid of the exhaust all the way to where the headers are and have side pipes where the exhaust can get out from in front of the car?
is that running "open headers"???
Will it affect performance and sound?
Hello, ok right now I have a 1999 V6 Camaro. It has short tubed headers which connect to an off road y pipe, then it goes straight out the back into duals.
There already is no cat and no muffler, with o2 simulators.
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ok here is my question. I really want open headers. Can I just go to an exhaust shop and ask them to unbolt the exhaust at the headers and then run some pipes that go to the side of my car. What exactly do I need to ask the exhaust shop to weld for open headers.
-first off is open headers and having the exhaust unbolted at the headers and then having some side pipes come out of the headers the same thing?
-Ok dont worry about sound, because right now the car is already loud and it doesnt matter to me.
Ok, now will the car be faster. It is kinda slow off the line with the straight pipe, but really fast once i get going. Will this be the same with open headers.
will it be louder than my current setup (single in dual out straight pipe vs headers side exhaust?)
I am installing an exhaust fan in my bathroom and I want it on a separate switch than the light that is already there. I have read that I can take power from the light and make a switch loop to the fan and back to the switch. Can someone please explain in detail how to wire everything including the double pole swith! Thank you!
I have a 2004 eclipse GT it has 205hp stock but ive added short tube headers, cold air intake, underdrive pulley, and a magnaflow exhaust on it.. and soon i'll be putting a ported intake mainifold on it. so about how much horsepower does my car have now and how much will the manifold gain?
Short of breathe, feel as if smothering, pain in back as if in lungs and upper chest as if bronchial tubes, Condition worsening.Exertion(ie lifting, fast walking) escalates problem. Meds used at present Symbacort 2 X day and Provential for rescue. Some mucus but no coughing it up. I have an appmt with lung Dr in 2 week but really need advice from real Dr that is willing to help. Do I need to see different type Dr? am presently treated by primary GP. Could this be heart failure, I have edma/legs & feet 2 formoseride40 mg per day. Lose Potassium etc and have Xtr strong cramping then- take Potas supplement to stop that. Serious answers only please as I'm very concerned. Walk thru Wal Mart or Kroger exhausting I'm 55-65 age bracket female Active/busy person weight about 155lbs at 5' 2" Ex-smoker since 1993 no alcohol consumed at all
Thank you for any suggestions in advance.
I have a tube of permatex sensor safe blue rtv silicone gasket maker. can i use this on the exhaust header gasket or do I have to use the high temp silicone rtv thats red? they are made of the same stuff basically.
A 2jzgte. Only going to run 18-25psi depending on how high it will let me go on pump gas. Should be 500-600 depending on boost.
What am I missing that I will need?
HKS 280 cams
T61 T4 turbo
12x24x3" intercooler
Fully braced polished stainless steel manifold
Large 46mm wastegate.
Wastegate dump tube
Super sequential blow off valve
4" intake tube with nipples for IAC and blowby
3" v-band clamp kit
3" v-Band polished stainless steel down pipe with 02 bungs
teflon core, stainless braid oil supply line, high temp drain lines & Flanges.
Gaskets.
Turbo oil return plate for oil pan.
Air filter.
750cc injectors with fuel rail.
3.5-4.0 exhaust.
Boost controller.
Heavy duity head studs.
What else specifically is still needed?
I've been sick for two months now. Fever, headache, body aches and horrible fatigue. Three negative strep tests and a negative mono test. First my doc (internist) thought it was H1N1, then maybe inflammatory arthritis, but I didn't respond to prednisone. We tried antibiotics, because I developed these spots that looked like bug bites but were really hard. Finally he sent me to a rhematologist, who I saw yesterday, he doesn't think it's rheumatological and questioned why I was there. He did "get the ball rolling" with a ton of lab tests (13 tubes) but I decided to play turnip and no one could get blood out of me. Last night I was awake for three hours with joint pains and I am utterly exhausted today. Tears are easily flowing today, which only serve to further sap my energy. Anyone dealt with something like this? What did it turn out to be?
I'm going to tell you a true story about my young Cousin, Maggy.
10 years ago, Maggy was born in (Real names of locations hidden for privacy reasons) Freeman Medical Center.
Her parents, orthodox Catholics, were told their beloved 4-hour old Maggy has breathing problems. They asked God on their knees that Maggy's problem would be solved and not be anything serious.
The next day, they get to see Maggy again. Their 32 hour Daughter apparently has a permanent and rare lung disease and will need to breathe with special equipment for the rest of her life.
After a hard year of a baby with a tube down her throat, the Doctor told them there is new technology that will allow the baby to only take several breaths from a simple machine once an hour for the rest of her life.
The machine made things easier for a year.
A few years passed. It was her 5th birthday and her cake had just been served. Everyone finished singing Happy Birthday and told her to blow out the 5 sparkly candles. A would-be happy day went wrong when instead of blowing a vortex of air at the small fires on each candle, Maggy coughed out little droplets of blood.
Instead of having some nice moist cake, she had syringes stuck in her arm at the Emergency room as the doctors tried to battle the blood vessel that was popped by a brand-new tumor in her neck.
As family from her parents to her uncles to me, her cousin (Also a catholic at the time) prayed in the waiting room while she was in surgery for God to let this poor girl live a happy life.
We didn't do anything wrong. We weren't the happiest family on earth either. We all had our issues. We were all catholic except for a single Presbyterian whom we accepted but were always a little suspicious of.
Maggy's favorite place was Church. She loved everything about it.
Later that day, the doctor finally came out. We had been praying to God for 3 hours that it would be fine. Instead, the Doctor only said 7 words before a 1-minute delay of continuing his sentence. "I'm Sorry, we did everything we could".
This is the end of Maggy's story. She lived a sad life of only 5 years. Sure, she liked church, but she couldn't attend the sermon because she had to stop. She liked to play, though. Her breathing troubles kept her from running, swimming or doing other exhausting activites, but she was able to use the slide and play with dolls.
Why does God hate Maggy, but love that Pedophile who got away with "Self Defense" after killing two children and paying off a couple judges in Texas?
I'm not a criminal, at ALL. An besides speeding, and basic traffic violations, i have never broken the law. But I really wonder, do you think a BMW M3 can outrun a 2008 Crown Victoria Police interceptor? My BMW is a 2003, borla exhaust, K&N filters, larger pulleys, and re-programed PCM (no speed limiter, no rev limiter) The reason i ask is because i saw a STOCK newer M3 outrun a Florida highway patrol Camaro on you tube.
I am wanting to put true dual straight pipes (no mufflers) on my Chevy 2002 X cab Z71. I have all the tools all I need except for a pipe bender and I wanna save money and not have anyone bend it for me. So is there any where that I can find just pre bent tubing or am I going to have to buy the tubing and get it bent for me? Thanks.
I got the car from my step brother. It had side pipes on it. I went to turn around one day and hit a curb knocking the side pipe off and lodging it under the car. I didn't have the money at the time, and my step father is a cheap moron, so he bought and installed Cherry Bombers with straight pipes. Needless to say he did not weld anything together and the exhaust kept falling apart and I kept putting it back together. Eventually my passenger exhaust fell of completely and bend down my Catalytic Converter. It took about a week for the Catalytic Converter to separate itself from my Header on the passenger side. It is pretty apparent that a weld on the end of the Header broke and let loose allowing my Cat to fall off. I now am on the search for replacement Cats, whether from a junk yard car or brand new. I was wondering what the difference between Shorty's and Long pipes are? My car had Shorty's. I also have a true dual exhaust and would like to keep it that way. I love the way it sounds right now but know it is highly illegal to drive it in this condition. What exhaust system can I install to make it either dead silent or extremely loud but gritty?
Last Saturday I was in attendance to an event that saw myself travelling from my hometown to London - an hours train ride away, then navigating tubes, walking to Trafalgar Square with a girlfriend of mine, then walking from Trafalgar Square to StJames Park and a ton of other travelling whilst some of the time pulling a suitcase containing my laptop and other heavy luggage around me.
Those on my Facebook account will know the event I speaketh of.
In all honesty this event and other issues with a few negative issues has led me to become really exhausted and pracitucally running on empty, on Sunday as I stayed overnight in a hotel but couldnt sleep much I bought some cigarettes - am not a smoker but thought I needed something to relax to.
Its now a few days now and I am not dealing with people the way I normally do, its like the whole "EVERYTHINGs going to work out perfectly fine today." act took up everything I had in me. I am eating normally now and my weight isd back to how it should be but I am still very tired and not quick with my reactions as usually.
Is this a simple case of exhaustion, i.e. being short of breath or something, getting irritable with those who are doing their best to say "Richard, you didnt fail on Saturday it wasnt your fault things didnt go according to plan." which is another thing I'm a perfectionist and wanted everything to go well and when we couldnt get an internet connection which is what would have made the day so much better for others I just felt bad we couldnt.
The girl I shared the hotel room with we've become very good friends and is one of those people I see having a good long friendship with shes realised I gave too much of myself last week in so many ways so it was glad we met if that *Smiles*
i recently had a friend strip and clean out my 95 cr 125 carb.
now when i open the fuel tap fuel flows out of all the vent tubes an when i kick it fuel comes out the exhaust port.is this a problem with the floats or has he not set the float level properly? any ideas any one please
i have the bare one piece muffler type thing need to know where to look for tubing to finish it on my truck?? wheree should i look??
has anyone ever put on a f1 exhaust pipes on a v65 sabre i bought them but seen a guy talk about putting some on you tube and he said it was not quite fitting right these pipes were origanilly on a 84 magna
now im gonna be more specific i have $1000 right now.
i was thinking gears, TLOK, tuner, and CAI, but i heard that just the installation for the gears its around $850(its that true?).
can yall tell me what mods should i get with that $$.
i already have true duals exhaust.
this is a list that i have in my mind..
CAI
long tube header ((will LT headers add any power?))
4.10 gears.
TLOK
tuner.
thanks guys...
I own a 1996 BMW 328i. It's auto with 85,500 original miles. Stock except for the wheels, tinted windows, and head unit. Someone is interested in trading me a 1998 Firebird formula 6 speed ls1 with 138k miles but 40k on a rebuilt motor. It has some mods which are Ram air, Ls6 cam, long tube headers, true dual rumbler exhaust system, spec stage 4 clutch, spec aluminum flywheel, 4:11 rear end, and 5.0 short shifter. I've always wanted a t/a and this seems to be a good deal to me. I've had the bmw for 2 months and i love it but the firebird is my favorite car and Ive always wanted one. The guy is looking for a 4 door car because he has kids now and needs more of a family car. My biggest issue is the fact that it's just about winter now here in new england but i don't think either car will be good in the winter weather. I'm just looking for some input and advice on whether or not I should pursue the trade or just say no.
[1] the dawn of romance and the commencement of history;
[2] a word that should be pronounced as "mirage";
[3] an event, for the upper middle class, is the only adventure left;
[4] a very good way to promote civilization - if you get a good wife you will be happy, if you get a bad one you will become a philosopher {Socrates};
[5] a process much like a cafeteria - you carefully look over the choices, select what looks the best - and pay later;
[6] an event which is called "tying the knot" - unfortunately, the knot can be a noose;
[7] a word which always means commitment - but so does insanity;
[8] a ceremony favored in England - it's the only way to beat their cold winters and lack of central heating;
[9] something that changes the demeanor of a driver - there is no longer any effort needed to keep both hands on the wheel;
[10] the only permanent cure for love;
[11] is only compatible when the man makes a living and his wife makes living worthwhile;
[12] the only adventure open to the cowardly;
[13] something which is called a feast - unfortunately, sometimes the appetizer is better than the main course;
[14] a group which consists of: a master, a mistress, and two slaves, making in all, two;
[15] the alliance of two people, one who never remembers birthdays, and the other who never forgets them;
[16] the process that turns a female from an attraction into a distraction;
[17] a legal custom which turns a man into the captive audience of his wife;
[18] that ceremony which makes more strange bedfellows than politics;
[19] a rite where two people, under the influence most violent, most insane, most delusive, and most transient of passions, are required to swear that they will remain in that excited, abnormal and exhausting condition until death do them part;
[20] occurs where a man gets hooked by his own line;
[21] in America, is the only legal method of suppressing freedom of speech;
[22] is made out of two toothbrushes but a single tube of toothpaste;
[23] is just a three-ring circus: engagement, wedding, and suffer;
[24] the process of finding out the kind of guy your wife would have preferred;
[25] a condition where no wife gets what she expected, and no husband expected what he was getting;
[26] the ceremony which provides a man with something that, sooner or later, he will find he can't blame on the government;
[27] a tradition which would suffer considerably if men had to pay the minister the same fee they will eventually have to pay the divorce lawyer;
[28] is much like a pair of shears, so joined so the parts cannot be separated, often moving in opposite directions, yet always punishing anyone who tries to come between them;
[29] the continuous process of getting used to things you never expected;
[30] a status which depends upon two to be successful but only one to turn into a failure;
[31] is a book in which the first chapter is written in poetry and the rest of the pages is prose;
[32] a bargain, and a sensible person understands that someone must get the better of any bargain;
[33] in Japanese is called "Judo" - the art of conquering by yielding. This is the western equivalent of "Yes, dear";
[34] a confrontation which always demands the greatest understanding of the subtle art of insincerity possible between two human beings;
[35] is not a word, but a sentence;
[36] a delightful form of combat where you get to sleep with the enemy;
[37] an investment that pays big dividends if you manage to keep up the interest.
How big is the space behind the seats... is there enough room to put 2 10' tube subs and an amp behind them?
I want to get a black one for my next car and i want to put green neons underneath and in the vents and also a new exhaust system that is 98Db :P!
Yes its only a 2 seater!! but i meant behind the seats like the subs you get for trucks in the clio v6 you get a little space between the seats and the engine to store things i was wondering how big that space was too see what kind of subs to put behind them 6 inch, 8 inch or 10'
I've checked the plug, the breaker, and cleaned the filter where all the lint collects but it still won't work
I turned the breaker off and waited a minute then turned it back on twice b4 I posted this... still nothing but thanks
Ok ty. I jiggled the cord going from the dryer to the outlet and it started working so there must be a short in the cord or the wiring has come loose from the dryer
Can anyone translate the following:
Hi Ercan, here is a little thing that will hopefully help you to realise why I want you to stop smoking. It's not just for me, but because I want you to look after your health. Smoking is such a terrible habit and I know most people where you live smoke like chimneys. You know you are my everything Ercan, and I cant stand watching you smoke and knowing what you are doing to your body. It is also affecting me as I breathe in your second hand smoke, which has the same affects. I want us to have a long and happy life together, and I don't want that to be compromised by smoking. So please Ercan, read this, take it in and stop smoking. These are facts. Believe me.
What does smoking do to my body?
Smoking causes many serious and fatal diseases including lung cancer, heart disease, bronchitis and emphysema. It also causes many other cancers, respiratory diseases, strokes and can affect fertility. Cigarettes contain over 4,000 toxic chemicals and around 50 of these cause cancer.
Carbon monoxide is a poisonous gas in cigarette smoke. It is also found in car exhaust fumes and produced by faulty gas appliances. It takes the place of oxygen in the blood, causing your lungs to work less efficiently. This stops cells all around your body from getting the oxygen they need.
Tar is the sticky brown substance which stains your fingers and teeth. Tar causes cancer and damages your lungs. It stays inside your lungs, making tubes narrower and reducing your protection against infection.
What's in a cigarette?
Cigarettes contain over 4,000 toxic chemicals and around 50 of these cause cancer. The three main toxins are nicotine, carbon monoxide and tar.
Some other things found in cigarettes are:
Acetone - Nail polish remover
Ammonia - Toilet cleaner
Arsenic - Rat poison
Benzo(a)pyrene - Diesel exhaust fumes
Carbon Monoxide - Petrol exhaust fumes
DDT and Dieldrin - Insecticides
Formaldehyde - Preservative for dead bodies
Hydrogen Cyanide - Poison used in gas chambers
Methanol - Rocket fuel
Titanium - Metal used to make aeroplanes
Haemoglobin from the blood of a pig is used in cigarette filters
What are the effects of secondhand smoke?
Breathing in secondhand smoke can damage almost every organ in the human body. It increases the risk of lung cancer by 24% and heart disease by 25%. Secondhand smoke is very dangerous for children because their bodies are still developing. Cot death is twice as likely for babies whose mothers smoke. Children who grow up in a smoking household are much more likely to suffer from asthma, middle ear infections, coughs, colds and wheezes. People exposed to secondhand smoke face the same dangers as smokers themselves. They breathe in the same poisonous gases and toxic chemicals so suffer from the same health risks.
I have not had a great history when it comes to my female organs, and it was supposed to be difficult to get pregnant but i proved that wrong. I now am a mother of two and I wanted my tubes tied, but i had a pro- having kids doctor and she wouldn't fix me. Lil So she and i decided to get the Mirena. I have had it going on 3 years now and have difficulties out he wazoo! My recent issue is major bloating, I have gained 20 pounds in 2 months, and it's not due to eating or exercising habits i promise you... and I haven't had a period for over 2 years now and 2 days ago after a couple months of being over exhausted I started bleeding! So I freaked. And then it slowly lightened up over the day into a brown like discharge. This is embarrassing but I am worried. I don't have medical insurance so I can't go to a doctor. I did a pregnancy test but it came out negative. I am tired of feeling so tired, the cramps, and bloating and fullness of my lower abdomen. Does any one have any suggestions? Has this happened to anyone else? I contacted the Mirena company believe it or not and they asked if I could feel it in there. So i checked and i can so it's in there still. And then they recommended a pregnancy test which is why I did it and it said I am not regnant but when i got pregnant with my kids I had weak HCG hormones and my test would come out negative til I was like 3 months pregnant. So I am worried and the symptoms I have could be dangerous I am told so Advice Please!
what are the best mods to start out with?
I already have true duals exhaust.
do you have any suggestions to do next
cold air intake..
gears and T lok..
long tube headers..
????
what should i get first?
thanks guys..
Its a heavily modded 05 SRT-4 with 55000 miles. Its in really good condition. I maintain it very well. Ive invested over $12000 in it over the years, and thats beyond the purchase price. I know I wont get it back, but what should I sell it for. Ive seen them go for 14000-16000 with light mods. Let me know what you think.
Some of the mods are:
Electronic Metering and Programming:
-Apexi SAFC II Neo Fuel Controller
-Aeroforce Technology Interceptor Scan Gauge
-AUTOMETER Digital WIDEBAND AIR FUEL RATIO GAUGE
-Autometer ProComp Ultra-Lite 30lb/30hg Boost Gauge
-GReddy Full Auto Turbo Timer
Drivetrain:
-Mopar Performance Short Throw Shifter
-Dana Race CV Axles
-ACT 4-Puck Street/Strip clutch
-Lightweight Flywheel
-AGP Solid Transmission Mount
Engine:
-Forged Internals
-AGP BIG 50 Trim Turbo:
Specs:
- AGP Cast T04E housing 3" inlet 2" outlet
- AGP 50 trim compressor wheel 50lb/min
- T31 4 bolt outlet turbine housing .63 A/F Ratios
-AGP T3 Log-Style Exhaust Manifold
-AGP Big Turbo SS O2 Housing
-AGP SS Dump Tube
-AGP RACE Front Mount Intercooler
-AGP Cool Side piping
-Turbonetics Evolution Wastegate
-Turbonetics Manual Boost Controller
-HKS SSQ blow off valve
-AGP ‘Dog Bone’ Motor Mounts
-AGP 3-Bar Map Sensor
-Ported Intake Manifold
-Iceman 70MM Throttle Body
-Walboro 255lph Fuel Pump
-750cc FIC Fuel Injector Clinic Injectors
-s3 high flow fuel rail
-s3 fuel pressure regulator
-THERMAL R&D 3" Turbo Back Exhaust w/ Hi-Flow Cat. & no Res.
-Injen Performance Intake
-MPX Underdrive Pulley
-Aluminum Oil Catch Can
-Mopar 10mm Plug Wires
-MSD Ignition
-NGK Iridium Spark Plugs
Misc.:
-8000K PHILIPS ULTRA SLIM ULTINON Bi-Xenon HID headlights (lowbeams and highbeams)
-10000K PHILIPS ULTRA SLIM ULTINON HID foglights
-Dodge Viper Front Seats
-Ceramic brake pads and drilled/slotted rotors
-S-Style Eyelid overlays professionally painted black
-Windows professionally tinted 5%
I recently paid it off. What should I sell it for? How much should I expect to get out of it? The car has been adult driven always and never beat on. Please be specific and list reasons for your answers. Thanks!
Oh and it also has a new Clarion 7 inch touch screen multimedia center (Single Din). Nav, ipod, cd, mp3, dvd, dvdr, ect...
Last year I pulled my window unit out and put it straight into storage in the basement. I went to put it in this season and I saw a bunch of what looked like mold in the exhaust passage. I couldn't clean it out and ended up tossing it. I have a new now and am putting it into storage but don't want the sam thing to happen. I don't see where the drain plug is on the unit. At the bottom of the condeser is a small open tube that looks like this is probably the drain, but it would just drain out the bottom of the unit on its own. Is there a way I can keep this one from growing mold like the last one? Do you think it could have just been that it was put in the basement that caused the molding or would it have been from excess moisture from not draining it last year?
car has ls9 intake, borla exhaust, slp lid, smooth bellows, upgraded cpu, and soon to have comp cams. car is lowered so long tubes might not have clearance,and i heard shorty headers dont really make a diffrence.
ok i cut one end of my cat off so its tubing to the cat and that's it i am just running the cat as a muffler but its loud as hell. so i am going to cut the cat all the way off and put in a glass pack and dump it under the truck, now this should make it sound better wright???? not like a tractor lol, or will it sound the same???? i believe the glass pack is a thrush glasspack, its just the stock single exhaust if thats helps thanks
Hello, I have a 1999 Camaro with pacesetter headers, the short tubed ones. They both connect to a y pipe. If I delete the y pipe and decided to run open headers, how will the exhaust gas escape from my car : would i need some small exhaust to lead the gas out or will it just blow out by itself and not come back into the car?
Hello, I have a 1999 Camaro that has pacesetter headers that lead to an off road y pipe. To run open headers and get rid of the y pipe, how would I allow exhaust gas to escape.
Would I need a small exhaust pipe?
I delivered my daughter at 30 weeks, she was on a feeding tube and than the bottle/ attempts at the breast. She would not nurse from the breast, met w/ the lactation consultant in the hospital (only one visit covered) and was given some tips/ tickle neck, express some milk to entice her. She still will not nurse from the breast, I am exclusively pumping and getting exhausted between attempting the breast, giving her a bottle, then pumping. Any tips? Anyone been successful for a premature infant that was born this early or close to/ prior 33 weeks
I have a 99 Crown vic, I plan on making a custom X-pipe setup, I think I'm going to use 2 1/4 stainless steel pipe from the cat back, to the X (it has H pipe stock) and then the dual back but I want to know what are the loudest mufflers I can Weld up to the tube. I'm also thinking about making the exhaust come out the sides.
I dont really care about legality.
Hello
I'm from Germany and 4 weeks ago we had made a class trip to London.
Now we had to write and "report" of our week.
Sadly my english isn't very good^^.
Can you maybe check my text?
Report of the trip to london 2009
The first day ( monday, 14.09.09 ) :
On monday i stood up hasty on two o' clock in the morning , because our bus started at four o'clock. I carried my traveling bag into the car and a few minutes later , my brother , my mum and me drove to the meeting point in Rastede. We waited there for our teacher and the other classmates. After that we were allocated for our seats. Finally the bus hit the road.
We drove through the Netherlands, Belgium and France, where we took the ferry to England. It was a long time to boarded the ferry , beacause the boarder had to check out all passports.
When we arrived in London, we was very happy to dismounted. We searched our traveling bags and Ramon, Tizian, Lukas and me waited for our family. When we saw our host mother we had to smile , 'cause Mr. Kowalski said, we get the strictest family. And of courcse she looked pretty hard. During the ride back to her home we talked about our families and our hobbys. At home we packed out our chlothes, ate something and lay down to sleep.
The second day ( tuesday, 15.09.09 )
We stood up at six o' clock in the next morning , ate something, got our lunchpacket and drove to the underground station, where we met our classmates. We got a travelcard for one week , so we can use the underground (tube) whenever we wanted. We met us at the Victoriastation in london. After that the class went to the Trafalgar Square. We should make the London Walk. When we were finished, I went with Ramon, Tizian, Lukas, to the next underground station and drove to the Oxfordstreet, because we had enough time and wanted to shop. A few hours later we went to the Covent Garden. After we appeared there we saw a streetperformer who tried to exempt himself from a hugh rope , that was tied around his body. It was a rainy day and because of that we got more free time to explored the city. After a hard day we drove back to the Victoriastation and boarded our train at 6.21 pm to came back to our family in Bromley.
The third day ( wednesday, 16.09.09 )
So the last days we stood up at 6 o' clock , ate something , got our lunchpackets and drove to the meeting point Bromley South and with the tube to the Victoriastation. We talked with our teachers and got some free time.The first thing we (Nico, Julian and me) did, was to went to the Buckingham Palace. Then my group and me drove with the Victoria- and Centralline to the Oxfordstreet and Westfield, a big shopping center, and shoped a litte bit. Westminster was really big and all famous designer and famous electronic stores were inside. Then Ramon, Tizian, Lukas and me went to the Natural History Museum. We did a tour through the museum. It was really interested. In the evening we met us in chinatown to ate together in a restaurant ( Mr. Wu ). After that we went throug chinatown and could bought something for the ride back to Germany.
Because we were in a restaurant we came back home later. We get the train at 9.22 pm from Victoriastation to Bromley South, where our host mother was waiting for us. The day was so hard and long so we fell asleep when we arrived at home.
The fourth day ( tuesday, 17.09.09 )
Like the other days we stood up at the same time , ate something , got our lunchpacket and drove to Bromley South and then to Victoriastation. In the morning we drove to Greenspark, because we wanted to see the ghettos. On the ride to Greenspark we was really scared. Nobody else was in the train. But it was boring there so we drove to the House of Parliament ,visited it and taked pictures of the guards and the buildings, and to the Tower Bridge, London Bridge, Kings Cross, London Eye and Big Ben. In the afternoon we met the other classmates at the Camden Market. But the market was really poor. Therefore we drove to Westfield again and bought some things for the ride back to germany and relaxed there for a hour.
After a exhausting day the classmates and me drove to Bromley South, where the families were already waiting for us. In the evening we packed our bags and gave our host family some gifts and we thanked her for the time she maked our food and brougth us to the meeting point. Then we went to our room and fell asleep.
The fifth day ( friday , 18.09.09 )
On that day we stood up at 5.30 am , because our bus started at 7.00 am. So we ate something, brought our bags to the car und drove to the meeting point , we arrived at the first day. Ramon, Tizian, Lukas and me were the first there. We brought our bags to the hatchway of the bus, sat down and waited for the other. At 7.00 pm all classmates boarded the bus and we started the ride back to Germany. The ride was so boring. We played games on our gameboys, heard music, sleep and
I'm looking to finally redo the exhaust after owning my car for 4 years now...headers, x or h pipe and exhaust/mufflers. What I'm stuck on is what to get. Sound wise, I don't want anything that's gonna be hard on the ears while driving, but definitely something that will turn heads going down the road. As far as performance...I'll take all the gains I can get!
As far as headers, long or short and what brand? I've heard to go with long tubes for performance, but no clue as far as the brand.
For the X or H pipe, should I go with a CAT or CAT-LESS and what brand again? I've heard the arguments as far as sound and I'm definitely looking for a throatier/old school Mustang sound. I'm in the military and my car is registered out of state, so I'm not that worried about emissions as well.
For the exhaust/mufflers I'm thinking MagnaFlows, but open to suggestions.
Thanks for the help in advance!
Matt
Hello on my Camaro I have pacesetter short tubed headers. I had them installed about 5,000 miles ago. When I accelerate there is a loud tap tap tap sound. I think it may be the headers. The engine does not name the sound unless Im accelerating and there is plenty of oil on my dipstick.
But when I look at the headers I do not see any exhaust smoking coming out of them. How can I tell if I have an exhaust/header leak. Are they always visible?
I cnat tell what is wrong. On my 1999 Camaro I have short tubed headers and no cat, just a y pipe.
When I accelerate it sounds like a metallic tapping sound, and when I let off the throttle it goes away. It's like a matchcard is under the hood.
What could it be? The car has 104,000 miles on it, and when at idle or not hitting the throttle, there is no tapping sound.
Is it an exhaust leak, headers leak, lifters, spun rod bearing, etc.....
Me and my dad are going to build an off road go kart like the one in the sept/oct magazine The Shed. for the frame they used 32mm x 2mm exhaust tubing. What is a good place to buy this tubing and all the other metal needed
thank you
Took my 2000 Ford Taurus to the shop this morning. The guy said that I had an exhaust leak and that the erg tube might need to be replaced. My car was shaking, running really badly, and had an awful odor. Wondering how much I might be out of.
A dear friend of my family has a very strange and perplexing condition that is potentially killing her. Specialists at the University of Michigan Hospital cannot figure out what is going on. Any thoughts or advice that could spark an Idea for the specialists and team will be much appreciated and needed.
The symptoms are as fallow:
For the past month she has been complaining of "pain/aching" in her legs. Nothing unbearable just uncomfortable. 10 days ago she went to the hospital where she received a multitude of tests showing "blood clots" in her legs. They immediately put her on blood thinners and antibiotics. They continued to monitor her and run tests but the tests were minimal because of the blood thinners. She continued to form blood clots even when the blood was 3 times thinner than normal. Then they spread to her lungs and ruptured, causing phenomena. They have her on several medications trying to get her stabilized but nothing is seeming to stop the clotting. Last night her lungs were so full of fluid, she suffocated in the fluid and went into cardiac arrest. The inserted a breathing tube and got her stabilized but continue to have her in a "Drug Induced Coma". The doctors can't do any exploratory surgery because of the blood thinners. They have exhausted every avenue and are out of Ideas, Please, Please help...Anyone... P.S. This all happened in roughly one weeks time.
She was also a smoker for many years in the 80's and 90's. They said there is a good chance of her having lung cancer, but it doesn't explain the clotting problem.
Thanks
The exhaust on my Camaro is really loud. There is no restriction, just short tubed pacesetter headers that has no cat and single in and dual out.
There seems to be a fats paced ticking noise I hear when I accelerate. For the exhaust work the pacesetter headers aren't the best quality, just the cheap ones. Also the off road y pipe looks kind of cheap and the rest of the exhaust looks kind of old...
could the ticking sound be because of my setup?
(I also have a K&N in front of the engine)
Hello I have a 1999 Camaro with 104,000 miles.
The car has short tubed headers and no cat, just a y pipe that goes single in and dual out.
When I accelerate I hear a ticking noise coming from somewhere. If I take my foot off of the accelerator and let the car roll there is no sound. If I open up the hood and look and listen, there really is no sound.
Could this sound be an exhaust leak or vacuum leak somewhere, perhaps where the headers are and where the cat should be?
So I just bought this 96 Saturn SL2 and I just had a few general questions about it that is bothering me. I got it for a really good price and it's nothing too major so I'm not too upset about these "problems"
1: The moon roof seems to be jammed? It opens just enough to lift off the roof then goes (click, click, click) like it's jammed. The same thing with closing it, even tho it closes ALMOST all the way, one corner sticks up just a little.
2: Not at first, but after the car warms up a bit, like 10 min. or so of driving, whenever I accelerate, there is a rattling noise. It gets louder the more I accerlerate. I'm assuming something is loose, sounds maybe like the exhaust shield or something? Any ideas?
and the biggest problem that I really do need to get fixed asap...
3: Reverse slips and 2 shifts hard..again, only when warmed up. When I leave for school in the morning, reverse pops right in and backs up without slipping..no problem. And 2nd doesnt' shift hard. But after about 5 min. of driving (hense why I didn't notice this little problem on the test drive) when the car is good and warmed up..if I have to back up (automatic by the way) it either won't go in, or I have to rev the engine and it will slowly creep then BAMM!! it slams into reverse so hard my tires screech and then slips right back out again so I have to go through that process again just to back up. Same with 2nd but not so dramatic. It just shifts hard but has no problem going into the gear. I was told it wasn't a tranny problem that it's a valve? Or I was thinking it could be the tranny cooler lines hence why it works perfect when it's cold and not able to cool down enough the hotter it gets.
I already put sea foam in it to try and unclog any tubes, valves, etc..did nothing. It's got plenty of nice clean red fluid so low fluid is not the problem...
Sorry about the novel ^
Any ideas???
THANKS!!!!!!!!!!!!
OH OH and the gas pedal sticks a little..not like I would drive outta control cause the gas pedal is stuck, sticks like I have to unstick it to accelerate. (just a little bit) Do I just grease it up with some DubbayaD40??
Well, I found out the rattle is the catalytic converter..soo no big deal there. It just passed smog so I don't need to worry about that for awhile. Tranny issue is starting to bother me...we'll see. Thanks!
I have a 1975 Mercury outboard motor. It had not been cranked in a few years. I thought I should install a new water pump impeller before cranking it. I did so and now no water comes out the pee hole in the top back of the engine. I ran a weed eater string all the way through the small pipe to the engine block, no blockage. Is there any way the engine foot would go back on without the small water tube inside the foot not going into the hole in engine block? This tube flops around while trying to install it. I have had it off twice. Even carried it to the lake a tried it, still no water coming out pee tube just exhaust ports. Please help I hear fish are biting! jrmatthewsyadtel.net
Hello, my current setup is a 1999 V6 Camaro. It has short tubed pacesetters headers that connect to an off road y pipe. The exhaust then continues to follow a single in dual out pattern. There is no cat and no muffler.
My question is can I put two cutouts towards the back of the exhaust where the "fake duals" begin to form. Will this be safe.
If I wanted to make a cutout further up like where the y pipe is, how would the exhaust gas escape from the car?
last question, what would be louder my current "fake duals" straight pipe set up(pretty loud), or if i have the exhaust shop weld some dual side pipes that come out form the headers and get rid of the rest of the exhaust?
Hello, I have a 1999 Camaro with short tubed headers that go into an off road y pipe, then straight pipe out, no cat and no muffler.
If I want to run "open headers" will I need two pipes that let the exhaust gas that gets collected from the small tubed headers to exit form the car, somewhere really close like out to the side in front of the car.
-is this dangerous? ( how can it be since exhaust gas is escaping)
-Even though it's not true "open headers" since exhaust is being let out by small pipes wil it still be loud?
-Is there a chance of a fire catching?
-thank you exhaust enthusiasts.
I'm restoring a 1970 MG Midget, just recently got it into condition it can drive around the block. The engine is running, but it's making a noise, almost a cough, or a beanbag dropping on the floor. To describe the sound, I'd say "chuff." When this happens, the engine shakes visibly and the engine slows down a bit. It's not a steady thing, definitely not every time one cylinder fires, but quite frequent. With the engine idling at about 1000 rpm, it made this noise about 80 times in a minute. It does seem to have a pattern to it, like it's on one cylinder every 2-4 revolutions, but I can't be sure about that. It's doing this through the engine's speed range, but seems to be doing it more at idle.
Fuel mix is set according to the instructions as I understand them. Twin SU HS2 carbs, synched up by ear (tube from ear to carb throat and adjust until both carbs make the same sound) and jet height adjusted until when, if the piston is raised a little, the engine speed rises and then drops back down. There is no evidence of vacuum leaks, there's only one vacuum hose on the car anyways (goes to distributor) and it looks fine. Timing was set by static timing at 10 btdc. Points and condenser are two years old, with less than four hours running time on them, and I seem to be getting good spark. I am getting a little bluish smoke (no surprise in a 70 model), I also seem to have an exhaust leak--not sure if these could be related but thought I'd tell y'all just in case.
So what is it? What makes my engine go "chuff?"
Hello, I have a V6 Camaro with short tube headers which go to an of road y pipe, then straight out to a single in dual out setup. There is no cat and no mufflers.
What is the difference(if any) between running "open headers", and going to the exhaust shop and having him get rid of the exhaust all the way to where the headers are and have side pipes where the exhaust can get out from in front of the car?
is that running "open headers"???
Will it affect performance and sound?
Hello, ok right now I have a 1999 V6 Camaro. It has short tubed headers which connect to an off road y pipe, then it goes straight out the back into duals.
There already is no cat and no muffler, with o2 simulators.
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ok here is my question. I really want open headers. Can I just go to an exhaust shop and ask them to unbolt the exhaust at the headers and then run some pipes that go to the side of my car. What exactly do I need to ask the exhaust shop to weld for open headers.
-first off is open headers and having the exhaust unbolted at the headers and then having some side pipes come out of the headers the same thing?
-Ok dont worry about sound, because right now the car is already loud and it doesnt matter to me.
Ok, now will the car be faster. It is kinda slow off the line with the straight pipe, but really fast once i get going. Will this be the same with open headers.
will it be louder than my current setup (single in dual out straight pipe vs headers side exhaust?)
I am installing an exhaust fan in my bathroom and I want it on a separate switch than the light that is already there. I have read that I can take power from the light and make a switch loop to the fan and back to the switch. Can someone please explain in detail how to wire everything including the double pole swith! Thank you!
I have a 2004 eclipse GT it has 205hp stock but ive added short tube headers, cold air intake, underdrive pulley, and a magnaflow exhaust on it.. and soon i'll be putting a ported intake mainifold on it. so about how much horsepower does my car have now and how much will the manifold gain?
Short of breathe, feel as if smothering, pain in back as if in lungs and upper chest as if bronchial tubes, Condition worsening.Exertion(ie lifting, fast walking) escalates problem. Meds used at present Symbacort 2 X day and Provential for rescue. Some mucus but no coughing it up. I have an appmt with lung Dr in 2 week but really need advice from real Dr that is willing to help. Do I need to see different type Dr? am presently treated by primary GP. Could this be heart failure, I have edma/legs & feet 2 formoseride40 mg per day. Lose Potassium etc and have Xtr strong cramping then- take Potas supplement to stop that. Serious answers only please as I'm very concerned. Walk thru Wal Mart or Kroger exhausting I'm 55-65 age bracket female Active/busy person weight about 155lbs at 5' 2" Ex-smoker since 1993 no alcohol consumed at all
Thank you for any suggestions in advance.
I have a tube of permatex sensor safe blue rtv silicone gasket maker. can i use this on the exhaust header gasket or do I have to use the high temp silicone rtv thats red? they are made of the same stuff basically.
A 2jzgte. Only going to run 18-25psi depending on how high it will let me go on pump gas. Should be 500-600 depending on boost.
What am I missing that I will need?
HKS 280 cams
T61 T4 turbo
12x24x3" intercooler
Fully braced polished stainless steel manifold
Large 46mm wastegate.
Wastegate dump tube
Super sequential blow off valve
4" intake tube with nipples for IAC and blowby
3" v-band clamp kit
3" v-Band polished stainless steel down pipe with 02 bungs
teflon core, stainless braid oil supply line, high temp drain lines & Flanges.
Gaskets.
Turbo oil return plate for oil pan.
Air filter.
750cc injectors with fuel rail.
3.5-4.0 exhaust.
Boost controller.
Heavy duity head studs.
What else specifically is still needed?
I've been sick for two months now. Fever, headache, body aches and horrible fatigue. Three negative strep tests and a negative mono test. First my doc (internist) thought it was H1N1, then maybe inflammatory arthritis, but I didn't respond to prednisone. We tried antibiotics, because I developed these spots that looked like bug bites but were really hard. Finally he sent me to a rhematologist, who I saw yesterday, he doesn't think it's rheumatological and questioned why I was there. He did "get the ball rolling" with a ton of lab tests (13 tubes) but I decided to play turnip and no one could get blood out of me. Last night I was awake for three hours with joint pains and I am utterly exhausted today. Tears are easily flowing today, which only serve to further sap my energy. Anyone dealt with something like this? What did it turn out to be?
I'm going to tell you a true story about my young Cousin, Maggy.
10 years ago, Maggy was born in (Real names of locations hidden for privacy reasons) Freeman Medical Center.
Her parents, orthodox Catholics, were told their beloved 4-hour old Maggy has breathing problems. They asked God on their knees that Maggy's problem would be solved and not be anything serious.
The next day, they get to see Maggy again. Their 32 hour Daughter apparently has a permanent and rare lung disease and will need to breathe with special equipment for the rest of her life.
After a hard year of a baby with a tube down her throat, the Doctor told them there is new technology that will allow the baby to only take several breaths from a simple machine once an hour for the rest of her life.
The machine made things easier for a year.
A few years passed. It was her 5th birthday and her cake had just been served. Everyone finished singing Happy Birthday and told her to blow out the 5 sparkly candles. A would-be happy day went wrong when instead of blowing a vortex of air at the small fires on each candle, Maggy coughed out little droplets of blood.
Instead of having some nice moist cake, she had syringes stuck in her arm at the Emergency room as the doctors tried to battle the blood vessel that was popped by a brand-new tumor in her neck.
As family from her parents to her uncles to me, her cousin (Also a catholic at the time) prayed in the waiting room while she was in surgery for God to let this poor girl live a happy life.
We didn't do anything wrong. We weren't the happiest family on earth either. We all had our issues. We were all catholic except for a single Presbyterian whom we accepted but were always a little suspicious of.
Maggy's favorite place was Church. She loved everything about it.
Later that day, the doctor finally came out. We had been praying to God for 3 hours that it would be fine. Instead, the Doctor only said 7 words before a 1-minute delay of continuing his sentence. "I'm Sorry, we did everything we could".
This is the end of Maggy's story. She lived a sad life of only 5 years. Sure, she liked church, but she couldn't attend the sermon because she had to stop. She liked to play, though. Her breathing troubles kept her from running, swimming or doing other exhausting activites, but she was able to use the slide and play with dolls.
Why does God hate Maggy, but love that Pedophile who got away with "Self Defense" after killing two children and paying off a couple judges in Texas?
I'm not a criminal, at ALL. An besides speeding, and basic traffic violations, i have never broken the law. But I really wonder, do you think a BMW M3 can outrun a 2008 Crown Victoria Police interceptor? My BMW is a 2003, borla exhaust, K&N filters, larger pulleys, and re-programed PCM (no speed limiter, no rev limiter) The reason i ask is because i saw a STOCK newer M3 outrun a Florida highway patrol Camaro on you tube.
I am wanting to put true dual straight pipes (no mufflers) on my Chevy 2002 X cab Z71. I have all the tools all I need except for a pipe bender and I wanna save money and not have anyone bend it for me. So is there any where that I can find just pre bent tubing or am I going to have to buy the tubing and get it bent for me? Thanks.
I got the car from my step brother. It had side pipes on it. I went to turn around one day and hit a curb knocking the side pipe off and lodging it under the car. I didn't have the money at the time, and my step father is a cheap moron, so he bought and installed Cherry Bombers with straight pipes. Needless to say he did not weld anything together and the exhaust kept falling apart and I kept putting it back together. Eventually my passenger exhaust fell of completely and bend down my Catalytic Converter. It took about a week for the Catalytic Converter to separate itself from my Header on the passenger side. It is pretty apparent that a weld on the end of the Header broke and let loose allowing my Cat to fall off. I now am on the search for replacement Cats, whether from a junk yard car or brand new. I was wondering what the difference between Shorty's and Long pipes are? My car had Shorty's. I also have a true dual exhaust and would like to keep it that way. I love the way it sounds right now but know it is highly illegal to drive it in this condition. What exhaust system can I install to make it either dead silent or extremely loud but gritty?
Last Saturday I was in attendance to an event that saw myself travelling from my hometown to London - an hours train ride away, then navigating tubes, walking to Trafalgar Square with a girlfriend of mine, then walking from Trafalgar Square to StJames Park and a ton of other travelling whilst some of the time pulling a suitcase containing my laptop and other heavy luggage around me.
Those on my Facebook account will know the event I speaketh of.
In all honesty this event and other issues with a few negative issues has led me to become really exhausted and pracitucally running on empty, on Sunday as I stayed overnight in a hotel but couldnt sleep much I bought some cigarettes - am not a smoker but thought I needed something to relax to.
Its now a few days now and I am not dealing with people the way I normally do, its like the whole "EVERYTHINGs going to work out perfectly fine today." act took up everything I had in me. I am eating normally now and my weight isd back to how it should be but I am still very tired and not quick with my reactions as usually.
Is this a simple case of exhaustion, i.e. being short of breath or something, getting irritable with those who are doing their best to say "Richard, you didnt fail on Saturday it wasnt your fault things didnt go according to plan." which is another thing I'm a perfectionist and wanted everything to go well and when we couldnt get an internet connection which is what would have made the day so much better for others I just felt bad we couldnt.
The girl I shared the hotel room with we've become very good friends and is one of those people I see having a good long friendship with shes realised I gave too much of myself last week in so many ways so it was glad we met if that *Smiles*
i recently had a friend strip and clean out my 95 cr 125 carb.
now when i open the fuel tap fuel flows out of all the vent tubes an when i kick it fuel comes out the exhaust port.is this a problem with the floats or has he not set the float level properly? any ideas any one please
i have the bare one piece muffler type thing need to know where to look for tubing to finish it on my truck?? wheree should i look??
samson exhaust
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Does the Bible HAve superhero's?
Here are 5 I found
5. David (a.k.a. Batman)
Just like Batman, David didn’t really have any supernatural ability. He was however quite resourceful and good at winning fights that he seemingly had no chance to win. He admitted to killing lions and bears in order to protect his sheep. Right afterwards he went and killed the 9-foot giant known as Goliath with his utility belt (or sling). He also lurked in the shadows like the Caped Crusader. When Saul went to relieve himself in the cave where David was hiding, David crept up behind him and cut off a corner of his robe, though he confessed he could have killed Saul.
See: 1 Samuel 17 and 24
4. Elijah (a.k.a. The Flash)
Elijah’s incredible speed allowed him to outrun a chariot over a distance of about 13 miles. Of course he did possess a few powers that the Flash lacks, such as the time when he called down fire to consume 51 men who came to capture him. Of course, they sent another 50 after that to try again and they fell to the same fate.
See: 1 Kings 18:44-46 and 2 Kings 1
3. Moses (a.k.a. Captain Planet)
Earth! Fire! Wind! Water! Heart! Moses used all of those as he led the Israelites out of captivity. Moses’ superpower, like Captain Planet, allowed him to control nature. It started with the plagues of blood, frogs, lice, flies, livestock disease, boils, hail mixed with fire, locusts, darkness and death. He controlled the wind and water when he split the Red Sea and later caused water to stream out of a rock by hitting it. And though I always thought the Planeteer with the Heart ring got screwed, Moses found a way to use heart during the battle with the Amalekites. He stood on a hill watching the battle and whenever he held his arms up the Israelites would begin winning the fight.
See: Book of Exodus
2. Josheb-basshebeth, Eleazar and Shammah
(a.k.a The Fantastic Four)
I know there are only three guys not four (just leave out the Invisible Woman), but David actually had 30 “mighty men”. However as the author makes it known multiple times, none of the thirty attained to these three. Josheb-basshebeth, the captain of the three, used his spear to kill 800 men at one time. Eleazar found himself facing the hated Philistines alone, but he fought them until he was exhausted and when the rest of his army came to help him, they found Eleazar had already slain them all. Shammah stood his ground against an army when his own fled. As it turned out, the rest of his army was unnecessary. Once King David said he would love a drink from the well of Bethlehem, which at the time happened to be at the base camp for the Philistines. So the three men together broke into their garrison and drew him some water from the well while fighting off the Philistines.
1. Samson (a.k.a Superman)
Samson is the ultimate superhero of the Bible, just like Superman is the number one superhero of all time. Remember the time he killed a lion with his bare hands or the time he killed 30 men who threatened his wife. How about when he killed 1000 men with the jawbone of a donkey? My favorite is when the men are waiting by the city gates to kill him, so Samson goes and rips the gates off their hinges and carries them to the top of a hill. Just like Superman though, Samson had one weakness. Hair was Samson’s Kryptonite. But after Delilah shaves his head and he is captured, they forget that hair tends to regrow and in his last show of strength he pushes out on two pillars that hold up the building where he is being judged. The building collapses killing all 3000 of those who came to watch him die.
See: Judges 13-16
Does anyone know of any other comparisons that can be made to people in the bible?
iam really into my harley and i want to put the best parts on it that i can find for performance and looks
I have a 2005 Harley FXST softail standard with 88ci carburated engine, with Vance and Hines straightshots HS installed by Harley. I am wanting to put unbaffled Samson Groundpounders on it because I like the sound so much better. I am wanting to know if there are any pros out there who can tell me what if anything special I need to do to it first. I have heard lots of things about back pressure, reversion cones, torque cones, nothing at all, just slap them on. ect. ect.
I am needing help so I do it right. Any and all help would be greatly appreciated. Where I live nobody cares about the roar! Thanks in advance........
i have an exhaust by samson exhaust for a harley davidson its Fits 1985 to Present Dresser / Road King Models..i was wondering if it fits a screaming eagle slip on....
2004 FXST Softtail Standard with Windshield kit, luggage rack, chrome hand grips, chrome tips on front fender, Samson exhaust pipes with highflow/download adjustment so it runs and sounds really good, Sissy bar seat with back rest, and small storage bag for neccessitities that sits on luggage rack.
The old exhaust mount runs through the swing arm mount, on a huge (inch an 1/8 - I'm guessing) bolt. If I take this off - do I need to put soime kind of a spacer in its place & how the heck do i get the bolt out?
Does the Bible HAve superhero's?
Here are 5 I found
5. David (a.k.a. Batman)
Just like Batman, David didn’t really have any supernatural ability. He was however quite resourceful and good at winning fights that he seemingly had no chance to win. He admitted to killing lions and bears in order to protect his sheep. Right afterwards he went and killed the 9-foot giant known as Goliath with his utility belt (or sling). He also lurked in the shadows like the Caped Crusader. When Saul went to relieve himself in the cave where David was hiding, David crept up behind him and cut off a corner of his robe, though he confessed he could have killed Saul.
See: 1 Samuel 17 and 24
4. Elijah (a.k.a. The Flash)
Elijah’s incredible speed allowed him to outrun a chariot over a distance of about 13 miles. Of course he did possess a few powers that the Flash lacks, such as the time when he called down fire to consume 51 men who came to capture him. Of course, they sent another 50 after that to try again and they fell to the same fate.
See: 1 Kings 18:44-46 and 2 Kings 1
3. Moses (a.k.a. Captain Planet)
Earth! Fire! Wind! Water! Heart! Moses used all of those as he led the Israelites out of captivity. Moses’ superpower, like Captain Planet, allowed him to control nature. It started with the plagues of blood, frogs, lice, flies, livestock disease, boils, hail mixed with fire, locusts, darkness and death. He controlled the wind and water when he split the Red Sea and later caused water to stream out of a rock by hitting it. And though I always thought the Planeteer with the Heart ring got screwed, Moses found a way to use heart during the battle with the Amalekites. He stood on a hill watching the battle and whenever he held his arms up the Israelites would begin winning the fight.
See: Book of Exodus
2. Josheb-basshebeth, Eleazar and Shammah
(a.k.a The Fantastic Four)
I know there are only three guys not four (just leave out the Invisible Woman), but David actually had 30 “mighty men”. However as the author makes it known multiple times, none of the thirty attained to these three. Josheb-basshebeth, the captain of the three, used his spear to kill 800 men at one time. Eleazar found himself facing the hated Philistines alone, but he fought them until he was exhausted and when the rest of his army came to help him, they found Eleazar had already slain them all. Shammah stood his ground against an army when his own fled. As it turned out, the rest of his army was unnecessary. Once King David said he would love a drink from the well of Bethlehem, which at the time happened to be at the base camp for the Philistines. So the three men together broke into their garrison and drew him some water from the well while fighting off the Philistines.
1. Samson (a.k.a Superman)
Samson is the ultimate superhero of the Bible, just like Superman is the number one superhero of all time. Remember the time he killed a lion with his bare hands or the time he killed 30 men who threatened his wife. How about when he killed 1000 men with the jawbone of a donkey? My favorite is when the men are waiting by the city gates to kill him, so Samson goes and rips the gates off their hinges and carries them to the top of a hill. Just like Superman though, Samson had one weakness. Hair was Samson’s Kryptonite. But after Delilah shaves his head and he is captured, they forget that hair tends to regrow and in his last show of strength he pushes out on two pillars that hold up the building where he is being judged. The building collapses killing all 3000 of those who came to watch him die.
See: Judges 13-16
Does anyone know of any other comparisons that can be made to people in the bible?
iam really into my harley and i want to put the best parts on it that i can find for performance and looks
I have a 2005 Harley FXST softail standard with 88ci carburated engine, with Vance and Hines straightshots HS installed by Harley. I am wanting to put unbaffled Samson Groundpounders on it because I like the sound so much better. I am wanting to know if there are any pros out there who can tell me what if anything special I need to do to it first. I have heard lots of things about back pressure, reversion cones, torque cones, nothing at all, just slap them on. ect. ect.
I am needing help so I do it right. Any and all help would be greatly appreciated. Where I live nobody cares about the roar! Thanks in advance........
i have an exhaust by samson exhaust for a harley davidson its Fits 1985 to Present Dresser / Road King Models..i was wondering if it fits a screaming eagle slip on....
2004 FXST Softtail Standard with Windshield kit, luggage rack, chrome hand grips, chrome tips on front fender, Samson exhaust pipes with highflow/download adjustment so it runs and sounds really good, Sissy bar seat with back rest, and small storage bag for neccessitities that sits on luggage rack.
The old exhaust mount runs through the swing arm mount, on a huge (inch an 1/8 - I'm guessing) bolt. If I take this off - do I need to put soime kind of a spacer in its place & how the heck do i get the bolt out?
listen to exhaust sounds
Quick way to check for a misfire is listen to the exhaust note. Should be a constant "groan" if there's any pauses then there's an issue with spark. Always good to replace wires with the plugs just because removing them from the plugs can seperate the connector ... My exhaust sounds normal then like almost cuts out as if the car is about to die like im not getting fuel. The car kinda jerks a little not to bad but then catches and it fine.But whats throwing me off is. ...Alright thanks for the advice, im new to the modification aspect so everything is fresh info for me. Do you have any advice on exhaust or any sound clips I could listen too? 02TransAmWS666 is offline ...Does anyone think the mod. motor exhaust sounds better and louder than the 5.0, I have full length headers,mac h pipe, and 44 flows and still cant get. ... i agree with the OP. mod motors do sound better IMO. a stock 96-04 sohc car and a stock 5.0 with the same exact exhaust definitely sounds different. they both sound great but the 4.6 just has a sharper, raspier, louder sound - which is what i love. as for dohc's : i could listen to that sound all day long ( my fav ...Sounds like you need a Jeep Cherokee instead. .... Mods & accessories: blue interior trim kit cargo tray rear bumper applique. Aspec axleback exhaust. Pioneer DEH-P6000UB with painted Metra dash kit. Dog slobber on windows ...that exhaust sounds awesome...its so cool how they can just jump on the nurburgring. ... ugh.. in class now but cant wait to listen to this later this is my next car hopefully.. e60 m5 and def an eisenmann exhaust exhaust. ...V8, turbocharged (listen to that first rev spike), I guessing Ford, possibly a 2010 Shelby. Comment by tj99959 — October 13, 2009 @ 5:23 pm. Sounds like a little engine that revs really high. Love the chirpy tires. ...Does anyone know of a website to go to so I can listen to the different exhausts?People have said it sounds high pitched and farty in videos like a rice exhaust but im not sure where they got that from because it is a very deep gurgily yet quiet and classy exhaust system. .... Old 10-29-2009, 09:26 AM. JEA86. Senior Member. JEA86's Avatar. Join Date: Jul 2007. Location: Glen Daniel WV. Age: 23. Posts: 4188. Jeremy. iTrader: 73 / 100%. told you to buy it a long time ago... but no never listen to me LOL j/p. JEA86 is online now ...Check out my "GT3 style" exhaust tips. I used the RS60 "twin branch" exhaust tips which I had powder coated. The black valance piece (which is plastic) has been painted with a black vinyl dye. Looks great and sounds awesome. IMO definitely flows better ..... The guy doing my welding would not listen to my instructions and got the alignment skewed so it was difficult to get installed and the left tip is about 1/10th inch lowerer than the left but this will do for testing. ...I have borlas on now, should I switch to Flowmaster? a guy that heard it and said it sounds odd, like its not full sounding. He said flows with an h. ... Youtube is your friend. Go on there and LISTEN to exhaust videos of others. Then go from there. Problem SOLVED! ...
I have a rattle in my car engine when i do a cold start
I have tried listening to where is comes from and it sounds like it is coming from the exhaust manifold area.
here are my car details
Make: MITSUBISHI
Model: MIRAGE
Year: 1992
CC rating: 1,298
Fuel type: Petrol
Power: 59kW (yes i know, its not much, but i got the car for free)
I will take a picture of my engine and post the link soon
....and so I am afraid of this approaching anniversary.
See, I had gone by there and gotten her candy, a card, a romantic cd, a decorative candle, and some nice bath salts, and all for the price of just $5.00....how can you beat that? Well, she was happy with it, thrilled, in fact, until she found the receipt showing where it was from. Well, she was glum, but I told her it might not be expensive, but I had gift-wrapped my heart and given it to her on the day I said "I do", with the most beautiful woman in the world at my side.
I then told her about all of the things that I loved about her, how I remembered how she looked lying in the hospital bed, holding our first child, how she was exhausted, her face tired, her hair wet, eyes red, yet holding that precious baby...and all I could think about was that I was seeing what an angel really was. Most people think of an angel as a heavenly being with wings, but I knew I was seeing one right there in front of me, and nothing on heaven or earth deserved a halo more than the beautiful woman I was seeing right there, holding that child.
I told her how I remembered the first time I saw her smile light up a room, how everything else fell out of focus, and that then and there, I said to myself, "If I do nothing else in life, I'm going to marry that woman. I can't ask for anything better." I told her how I had called all of my family after she had agreed to marry me, and was so excited on the phone, that they thought I had won the lottery, and I told them I had won the best lottery of all, the hand of this woman named Lorraine. I told her that every evening, when I got to hold her, listening to the sounds of the night, well, that was the best part of my day, and that she was the best part of my life. How could I ever afford anything that could equal the gift she had given me over the years, the gift of her love?
She was happy then, and the smile returned to her face, until she found me playing the Xbox 360 and all the games I had bought myself after leaving the 99¢ store.
How can I make this anniversary better?
if you have seen or can watch a clip from the fast and the furious tokyo drift listen to the cars, they make like a lower but still loud rice grinder sound when the rpm's really get up there and i wanna know what kind of exhaust system i need for my car to sound like that and where i could get something like it.
When I was younger, about 12 (10 years ago) I was awakened to these eight repeating tones. It was a sound unlike anything I had/have ever heard on Earth. It was coming from right outside my door, in the hallway but it consumed the air of the room that I was in. I was extremely frightened at first, not wanting to even breath in fear that whatever it was would come and get me. I pinched myself to makesure I was awake and not dreaming, but it was way too real, I was not hallucinating nor was I dreaming. I just listened for about 3 hours until I was absolutely exhausted and told myself to just close my eyes and go to sleep. I woke up the next morning and asked my family if they had heard what I heard, no one did and brushed my experience off as a hallucination. I was upset that my mom didn't believe me, it was a frightful night and I was still a young girl, I remember I begged my mom to sleep in her room but she told me no and so I bravely slept in my room the next night.
A little surprise but not really, I awoke around the same time to the exact same tones. I can still hum the exact melody. How could i forget it, it repeated over and over for hours!...well the second night I only stayed awake and listned for about a hour because the night before I had exhausted myself (the whole time thinking to myself what it could be, aliens was my thought and just trying to remain as still as possible so I wouldnt alert whatever it was of my precense). I woke up the next morning only this time did not mention a thing to my mom about it because if she didnt believe me the nightbefore she surely would not believe me this time)
Since those two night, the 'music' which sounded as closely as I can describe to anything i've ever heard as xylophone tones, never came again. Never again, since those two nights.
I always said it was one of the mysteries of my life because I just do not know what to make of it. I know what I experienced truly happened, but what I wonder is what it was and what the purpose of it was. It surely had to have had an effect on on me in some way, I mean I listened to it consciously for about 5 hours+ over the two nights. I have a theory that It was someone trying to help not harm me, maybe helping me open my pineal gland, or allowing me in the future to be of some assistence. Or maybe communicating in a way with me that I do not consciously know about.
My question is really, does anyone have any idea what I may have experienced, and what they were trying to do or say to me?
Heart beating, mind racing, sweat pouring, lungs ready to explode, she had to stop, she wanted to stop but her body was surging forward, no longer under her control. The sky had turned darker, street lamps flickered on and shadows seemed to loom. Finally she slowed to a gruelling halt, her chest heaving, desperately drawing in oxygen. She slumped to the floor and moaned as she thought again about what had happened, her head in her hands and her legs shaking as she tried to make sense of what would now become of her life.
Earlier on that day, Jess had gone by the hospital to pick up her final results and had learned that all was definitely not well. An hour later she had left, trembling with fear. She walked home, not concentrating on what was happening around her at all, her body in shock and so many unknown feelings spinning around her head. As she walked down the path to her house, with what felt like a dead weight in her stomach she made her decision, she wouldn’t share with anyone what she knew, no one, she didn’t want anyone to know, no –one to judge her, look at her different, and especially not any-one to pity her, even the thoughts made her shiver with disgust, she could never let anyone know, ever.
With a deep breath, she forced a smile and turned the key in the lock. She knew he would be there already, she knew he’d probably be cooking something special for her, that’s just what he was like, and she was right. So they sat, eating together, sharing snippets from their morning and plans for the weekend, but Jess was on auto pilot, inside her head she just could not settle. She couldn’t do this, but she had to, she really had to. As they were clearing away, he asked her the dreaded question.
‘Hey, baby, what’s up?’ he asked her. ‘You seem distracted Jess, stressed’
‘Nothing, Mark, just had a difficult day’ she replied. ‘Work was mad’
The children, at the playgroup she worked mornings at, were hyper this close to Christmas, and it was their last day of term. He seemed fine with that and carried on, planning to go shopping that weekend to get the last minute presents and perhaps go up to her mums, hadn’t seen her for a while, which was true she knew, but she couldn’t concentrate. The phone rang and Mark passed it to her, mouthing ‘mum’. She inwardly groaned as she began to listen to her mum,
‘I never see you lately Jess’ she moaned. ‘Would you believe I was trying to shop this morning and all these mothers pushing their buggies think they have priority, I’m telling you, you just wouldn’t have believed it, and I parked in that multi storey you know the new one?’
‘Jess?’
‘Yes mum, I am still listening’, and she really was but she just couldn’t muster up the energy to sound interested.
‘Well, they have raised their prices, it’s so expensive these days, its daylight robbery I am telling you, and Jess, try to cheer up, it is Christmas soon you know.’
She silently screamed to herself ‘of course I know it’s Christmas’. She knew to say anything would just made it worse, but how could she start to enjoy something like that whilst trying to comprehend what was happening to her. She rang off and sat down. Mark sat down too and began talking about where they could go next year on holiday as they hadn’t yet booked anything; Jess began her silent screaming again.
‘Next Christmas, baby, maybe we should go away or something?’ Mark asked her, but before she had a chance to reply he carried on. ‘Oh, but I guess we need to remember the wedding would be the following year, and we really need to keep saving all our money for that’
Jess felt like she’d been hit by a truck, all of a sudden she froze, in her shock it hadn’t even crossed her mind, but the wedding, her wedding, in just under two years, to Mark, her long term boyfriend. She couldn’t hear him anymore, all she could hear was a voice in her head, ‘you might not even be here then Jess, you might not even be here….’ That’s when she said she had to get some fresh air, and she ran, she had ran so fast and so far that it had got dark and she had left the village.
She didn’t feel like crying, she didn’t feel any anger or any fear, she didn’t really feel anything at all. She knew she had to pull herself together if anyone was going to believe that she really was okay so she stood up and brushed herself down, and turned to walk home, she was so thirsty now but she kept telling herself she could do it, just act normal, normal, normal, normal.
He was pacing the kitchen, phone in his hand and as she braced herself for a row.
‘Jess, where on earth have you been, you’ve been gone for ages, did you not get my calls, you can’t just run off like that, what the hell is wrong with you!?’
‘I’m fine Mark, sorry, I just don’t feel well and went for a walk for some air that’s all, don’t be so irrational’ she brushed him off and kissed him on the cheek, then walked upstairs to the bedroom and fully clothed, closed her eyes and exhausted, fell fas
Could anyone tell me which series they would get installed on this car ? Original 40 american thunder series Super 40 series or the new Super 44 series ? I tried to go on the flowmaster web page so i can listen to the sound clips of these mufflers but my computer wouldn't let me access that part.
Hello I have a 1999 Camaro with 104,000 miles.
The car has short tubed headers and no cat, just a y pipe that goes single in and dual out.
When I accelerate I hear a ticking noise coming from somewhere. If I take my foot off of the accelerator and let the car roll there is no sound. If I open up the hood and look and listen, there really is no sound.
Could this sound be an exhaust leak or vacuum leak somewhere, perhaps where the headers are and where the cat should be?
I KNOW IT'S EXTREMELY LONG. I JUST HAVE A LOT TO SAY. YOU DON'T HAVE TO READ ALL OF IT. JUST SKIM IT, PLEASE, AND GIVE ME SOME ADVICE.
This year of school, so far, has been nothing but hell. My teachers are BEYOND insensitive. I've already got into little verbal fights with three of my teachers this year. I feel like they don't understand anything. They just always think they're right, and they never listen to my reasoning. And then I tell my parents and friends about what the teachers say, and they think my teachers are crazy too. It's ridiculous. And then there's my class. I got stuck in the "smart" class because I have good grades. And, believe me, I have some really good friends that are just as smart as me, but none of them got into my class for some reason. Now I'm stuck with all these random smart kids, who I've barely ever spoken to. I have about two friends in my class, and I'm not even that close with them. We started a project in Social Studies and we're supposed to work with a partner, but I got stuck alone, because everyone already has a good friend in the class. So now I have to do this huge project by myself, and it's due in like 3 days, and I'm so stressed. I mean, I would be friends with the kids in my class if I could, but I know a fair amount about each person in my class, and there's no one who I would really ever want to be friends with. And then, on top of that, half the kids at school think I'm emo and are, like, afraid of me, or something. They don't even know what emo means. They think I'm emo because I wear skinny jeans and usually dark colors, and I have side bangs, and I don't listen to pop music. And then I hear them calling other people emo, because they're depressed. Like, what the hell? Being depressed does NOT mean you're emo AT ALL. I' am so sick of the kids at my school. I mean, yeah, I have friends, but I barely get to see them, because none of them are in any of my classes. And then, of course, there's all the work I get. It seems endless. I don't wanna sound like just another whiny kid, but I can't seriously be expected to do all this work. I wake up, go to school, work, work, work, work, get home, lay down on my couch for about a minute, because I'm extremely exhausted, then drag myself to my feet, and start doing my homework. And then when I'm done....... I go to sleep. And then I wake up, and I go to school. It's just an endless cycle. I have absolutely no enthusiasm for school at all. I just go from class to class, try to stay awake, try to get some work done, and then go to another class. I don't feel like I'm doing anything. It just feel like a mindless schedule. And then a weekend comes, and I think "Yes! Finally, a weekend!" But I still get homework over the weekend, and when I'm not working I'm sleeping or playing video games, or listening to music. I have no energy to call my friends and hang out. I'm just sick of this cycle! I want to get out! I don't know what to do, I just constantly feel horrible, and completely apathetic, and like I want to die. What do I do?
No, it's not that my classes are hard. The only advanced class I take is Algebra. There aren't any other advanced classes that are possible to take, because I'm in 8th grade. It's not that the work is difficult, I understand it. It's just that a lot is expected, and I have to get a lot of work done every night. I think everything would be a lot easier if I was happier with everything, but it's too late in the year to switch classes. Also, to Wendell, I have no idea why you think school is the easiest thing in life. You've obviously never been to a school like mine. You just sound like another teacher or parent or something who thinks I'm just whining. Seriously, there's a lot of pressure in my school, from the students and the teachers. It's hard to handle, especially when you're only 13. And how can I not be so serious about my youth? It's extremely important. Every grade I get affects my future. I have to be serious. It's not really a choice.
I will never forget this experience as long as I live. It was back in about 1999, I was around 12 years old. I had my own room at the time and woke up around midnight to what I can as closely describe as xylophone tones. I immediately was overwhelmed with fear, the tones which were a repetition of 8 notes, (I can still hum them) were coming from outside of my doorway. Thoughts started flooding to my head what was going on, what is it, am I hallucinating?! I was/am a smart girl and i pinched myself and said 'you are not hallucinated' you are definitely awake and this is real and happening. I didnt want to move let alone breath for the fear that whatever it was, was going to come and get me. I used to watch unsolved mysteries and so I was familiar with alien abduction so I thought it was probably aliens.
Well, what i did was just layed as still as I could and just listened, I couldn't fall back asleep for about 3 hours until I was absolutely exhausted and I finally just said Laur, close your eyes and just go to sleep.
I woke up the next morning to peace and quite and I raced to my mom and told her what happened and asked if anyone else had heard what I heard. She said I was probably just hallucinating because no one did. I was soooo mad! I was like no! I wasn't! I even pinched myself to makesure I wasn't lol and so somehow I ended up sleeping back in my room again, I must have been brave. But sure enough, at around the same time at night, the tones came again. Same 8 sounds, repeating. It was almost like a mermering through the air but what seemed like was coming from outside in the hallway. This night I just listened for about a half hour to a hour and just said to myself at that point that it wasnt going to get me, or harm me, so just go to sleep because it was a scary situation and I had absolutely exhausted my self the night before with all the thoughts and strategy I was doing. So I went to sleep, and woke up and didn't mention a thing to my mom about it because I wasn't about to be told I had just hallucinated again. And the experience never happened ever again after thouse two nights. I put it in the back of my mind growing up as just the 'a mystery of my life' and didn't really think about it until I read the book in college, 'The Things They Carried', where the author mentions a story about 7 soldiers that were on a listening mission in the jungle of Vietnam all heard these xylophone sounds. I defintely circled the page cuz it was the first time I had ever come across someone that may have experienced something similar to me.
I still to this day do not know exatly who or what it was, and what the purpose of it was. But I really would like to know. If anyone has any knowledge about who or what it was that I experienced and what the purpose of it was, I would appreciate it so much! Thank you.
When he was younger and got hurt, I followed Dr. Sears' view and always sympathized but now, even when he is in pain, he is usually met with my irritation when he's hurt b/c he didn't listen to me. For example, I tried to get him to nap today but it didn't work (I tried for 2 hours). I was exhausted as I had chaperoned his preschool to Chuck E Cheese this morning. He kept jumping on top of me on the bed though I told him not to. Next thing I know he somehow fell off the bed and did the silent cry (we have hardwood floors). I picked him up and then said angrily "How many times have I told you to be careful!" and rather than sympathizing with him, just lectured him. I'm getting sick of him not listening to me and getting hurt. On the other hand, I do want to be sympathetic. What is the best approach? I did say to him that I was sorry that he got hurt but I couldn't help sounding angry and irritated.
okay so this is my first time writing a college essay it may not be the best but please revise it and see what i can do to improve it.
btw my essay is about how my son changed my life :))
here it is:
The eyes of the angel looked straight at me, innocence indescribable. My heart lifted with emotions I’ve never experienced, a feeling that will last forever. It had been 3:20 Sunday morning; warmth filled my cheeks with every tear streaming down as I held him for the first time. The pain was unbearable but I managed to pull through for him, four hours of my life that turned all my dreams and goals around. Everything felt unreal; I knew my life would change forever. This angel sent from above will leave footprints behind me everywhere I go.
I never quite knew what people meant when they said a love for a child is unconditional, until now.
I looked at the red light outside the window, I kept hearing voices but the pain blocked out the sound, could this really be happening to me? I could hear the doctors and nurses talk but I did not listened to what they were saying, my mind was focused to the thought of being a new mother. Pulse racing, pressure rising up, hands shaking, feet curling, everything felt like a dream and there was no waking up. As the hours went by, my body grew exhausted, the nurse shouted out “Your almost there!” but I knew I wasn’t. The time passed by in a slow pace and I could not bear it.
Soon the pain was over and the time went by faster, after four hours it was over. Nine months of anticipation was over, my life will no longer be the same. Soon I was holding my own flesh and blood; this fragile human being was mine to look after. I no longer was I looking after my future but my son’s. Cradling him in my arms, my tears hit the sheets like a steady beat, meeting him for the first time I already loved him with a burning passion I would think only a mother would know. Through all the new experiences and feelings, I will watch my son grow and I will show him through my mistakes how to be the best person he can be.
I realized that overcoming the obstacle of being a mother at a young will be a challenge however, I am determined to be the best not only for me but for my angel. Through the nine months of waiting for him to arrive I learned how to grow up and mature. I learned how to learn from my mistakes, making me a stronger, better person. I know what it means to have unconditional for a child. Gazing into his eyes I knew he will follow me wherever I go, with his footprints that will follow behind me, I no longer will be alone.
I have pretty much always had a hard time sleeping but it is getting much worse with time. It has always taken me a long time to fall asleep (at least an hour or 2) but in the past few months I haven't been able to fall asleep before 2:30am... then 4:30... lately 6:30... last night I didn't sleep AT ALL. I lay there exhausted yet wide awake.
And I do not feel rested because I am not usually deeply asleep. I toss & turn, I get up to go to the bathroom... my whole night is interrupted many times over. I am 27 and otherwise in good health. I don't drink or smoke at all. I do have a restless mind, and I can't make my inside voice stop talking, I can't stop thinking at a million miles an hour.
During the day I feel extremely fatigued of course, and irritable.
I otherwise feel like I'm doing the right things: i.e. I don't watch tv before bed, I'll read a while, at least an hour, or until my eye lids get heavy. I don't drink coffee before bed (I actually rarely drink coffee, I'm a tea person, & when I do it's earlier in the day) so like I said hot tea every night, which is supposed to be soothing (& btw even when I wasn't drinking tea at night I would still get up to go to the bathroom, so I don't think that's a problem,) I listen to soothing cd's, like rain sounds... I don't know what else I could possibly do!!
This has affected me so much, because I can't concentrate, which affects school and work, I'm irritable and cranky which affects my relationship, and overall happiness... I'm thinking of taking sleeping pills, something I have avoided for years, but I can't take it anymore. Do you have any experiences with them? Which brand do you recommend? Which are not habit-forming - If that even exists?... would going to a sleep clinic help? Are there home remedies you KNOW work?
Any info will be greatly appreciated! Thanks!
Hey guys, thank you for your answers so far. Just a few more pieces of info. The tea I drink has no caffeine, and hot drinks are supposed to help. I can't drink milk though.
I do listen to the soothing music which has definitely helped but lately isn't cutting it anymore.
I hadn't heard about eating before bed, but wouldn't that just refuel you?
I hadn't heard about taking melatonin either but I guess that makes sense. I'm thinking of just going to a sleep clinic, but I'll keep that in mind, it sounds like a good idea.
Yes I am definitely stressed but I always am, it's become part of my personality. It sucks, but I can't help it. The music was supposed to distract me from my thoughts. I've tried meditating but I haven't really caught on. My reading is kind of my soothing moment before bed. I am guilty of using the internet late though. My sleep cycle is now all messed up to where I am not tired until late, so I go to sleep late.
The shower does help relax.
I'm not too bad about fat & salt in my diet, I don't drink caffeinated drinks AT ALL (NO soda EVER, only water & decaffeinated tea, and RARELY a small coffee) but I AM suspicious about my blood sugar levels... how would that affect my sleep?
Thanks for the last few answers too, they were great. Yeah I think it's stress, but I've never known how to get that under control. I'll try what you suggested though in the meantime because I can't afford going to the clinic yet. Another suspicion I had for my day-time extreme fatigue, lethargy, & energy crashes was that I could be diabetic, anemic, or hypoglycemic. Have to get that tested as well! Whenever I can afford to... Though it could all stem from my poor nights' sleep, because that for sure happens. And if I do take some kind of supplement I'll take the natural kind & start with half the dose because I also am very small. Arr I hope it works!
had my first son 3 months ago and ever since I just have been different. I found that I am overprotective of him I watch how everyone handles him, and the worst is when someone says I want to borrow him or take him out of town I literally lose it inside. Mostly this is from his grandparents as far as them wanting him to keep him already. My bf said well they are used to having all their grandchildren stay with them while the parents were out and about. I told him I am not the kind of person to just want to leave my child with anyone unless its neccessary like if I need a sitter and he most definitely wouldnt be leaving out of town with them unless the father and I accompany him. My mother use to drop me off all the time at my grandmoms even just for no reason and I hated it but grew very close to my gmom as I grew older..but now I am not close to my mother at all. my gmom basically raised me which is why I guess I feel so strongly about not having them watching him all the time unless neccessary. Its like i want my baby to myself I just want the father and I to be a family and Im not used to everyone coming out of nowhere and being involved in our lives 24/7...I have always been a private independent person.
Thats just how I feel as far as my comfort level. When they make these comments about keeping him i just laugh and smile and they laugh but I know they are serious. Maybe when hes a whole alot older or when I feel comfortable but defintely not now.
Every since i have given birth I just feel overwhelmed from day one with visitors and people wanting to constantly visit in the hospital at home. I had a emergency csection and let me tell you I didnt want to see anyone! I could barely walk to the bathroom..I end up having a longer recovery because I was constantly on my feet. I sufffered from the baby blues for a while and it wasnt because of the baby it was from everyone in my ear on top of handling the new responsibility of motherhood. Now with my family I told everyone I wanted 2 weeks to bond with my new baby then they can come visit but his family wanted to come over the next day when we came home from the hospital. I was in the hospital for 5 days and couldnt wait to bring him to have him to myself. They wanted me to bring him over to see him mind u i still had ankles and feet the size of an elephant hormones going crazy and felt like a truck ran over my belly.I told everyone I prefer they come and visit before and still now because they drive. its just exhausting I work full time my bf works 2 jobs why cant they visit us when its conveint? Why do I feel this way? Sometimes they call last minute and ask to come over and they are like blocks away. Then the advice its drives me crazy! I actually stopped visiting them with my child because I dont want to listen constantly about how they feel about what he has on or how we are doing this or that it really bothers me especially since I dont ask. My mother does the same thing but i can tell her how I feel. I just feel differently towards them.
How can I say hey I dont want him to stay out or spend the night or go out of town with you right now in a nice understanding way. Without sounding crazy which is how I feel. How long did you feel this way?
Prologue:
My life speckled black and white. The memories all faded to darkness. My years of being myself traveled down the depths of depression. Until I found you, the dream of my life. The one in my heart. You were always there. But with one last kiss still lingering on my lips, you were gone and Maybe time could rewind, maybe I could see what was to come, maybe I could still be the person I once was. The person who was human.
Chapter 1: Awakening
When I got home from school, I signed onto my favorite emo website, which I was addicted to. I had two new messages from one of my friends, Emmie. I clicked on the inbox link and read the messages out loud. One of the messages was an reply telling me about her favorite bands, Metro station and Bullet For My Valentine. I clicked on the second message and scanned through the words, I ran across the word vampire, so I started to read the entire thing again.
Tia, there’s something that I have to tell you that might freak you out. No I’m not a perv, LOL but this is seriously a secret I’ve kept from my family and everyone else. And I chose to tell you because, you are like my sister now, and I love you dearly. I’ve told you about my boyfriend Drake and my other friends, but I haven’t told you everything about me and them. I’m not mortal. Every bit of my blood is immortal. I’m not human, I’m a vampire and an half breed werewolf. I know this sounds funny, and you might not believe me, but I wanted to tell you this before we got any closer. And btw next Friday I’m going to be at my dads house in Wynne and might get to actually meet you. Tell me what you think okay. Love Emmikins
I didn’t know what to think, I didn’t believe in stuff like that. I didn’t believe in Anne Rice’s characters, so why would I believe in that crap? I signed off, exhausted from the school day, and checked my text messages. I had none, like always because I didn’t have many friends. Just people I called friends. Just thinking about Emmie made me smile. She was the only friend I had, and I was going to lose her because of what she believed she was. Or maybe she was immortal? Who was I to judge?
I signed back on immediately to the website and checked to see if she was still online. She was. I typed my reply. Being only three words, I Believe you. It took her exactly three minutes to reply, I was so nervous and a bit exited that I was keeping track of the minutes that passed by. We talked online for about four hours straight. She then had to take a shower and do her homework, but before she left, we both agreed next Friday, we would meet.
The week went by like passing scenery, on the day before we would meet. She told me things I should do, and not do. Stuff like moving around alot and breathing too heavily. Both of those caused scents to spread really fast and would make the meeting deadly. I promised I wouldn’t, knowing I probably would.
Being thoughtful Emmie invited the others to join us. There were about 12 more to see.
That night I went out and bought a new outfit. I didn’t want look all geeky and have lack of style in front of the girl who was all stylish and awesome. Since the next day, would be the first day of summer and it was already hot. I bought a cute black tee, and just some plain, dark denim jeans. I did look a bit good, but I wasn’t beautiful. I couldn't wait for the next day. It was like the first day of school all over again. I lied to my parents, telling them I’d be at a sleepover. They failed to realize I’d be spending a night with a house full of vampires and shapeshifters. As funny as it seems, I wasn’t crossing my fingers for good luck, I was checking each minute to see if I looked okay.
Emmie and her dad picked me up at my house. My parents were already gone to a cookout so I didn’t have to worry about them staring at Emmies fangs and asking how’d I met these people. Did I mention I’m black. So you would imagine why I felt so happy that they were gone. Because some black folks don’t just believe someone when they say their a vampire.
Emmie was beautiful in person. She had emo styled black hair, had beautiful coal eyes with a hint of brown, was about 113 pounds and looked very tiny and cute. She dressed like an emo, but she said she wasn’t emo at all. Her voice was girly, but lovely to listen to. It was like listening to bells or someone singing a sweet tune. Her dad reminded me of someone from a movie. He was a cool dad. He was also cute, but lets not go into the descriptive details. He had to work, so Emmie and I were going to have the house to ourselves, until the others arrived.
Emmie was everything I always wanted for a friend. Everything about her I adored. She said I had a very tempting scent and that it was really good. When we made it to her house, which was a two story Victorian. We took my bags to her room. Her room was vintage styled. Everything came from at least the 18th century. Everything belonged to her great great great
I wrote this because I was bored, I don't know if this is supposed to be a chapter, or a book I was just super bored so I wrote it. Don't expect it to be great, I just had nothing better to do.
Just tell me if you like it.
Keep in mind that I'm only eleven, so don't have high expectations.
The Book Report
Mr.Ronson’s fingers drummed on his desk.
“Why couldn’t you hand in your book report this time, Meredith?”
Listen, I know it sounds like I don’t care about my homework. I just don’t have time for it. Or interest in it.
You see, yesterday, as soon as I came home, I got a small snack, and planned to do my homework, like I always do.
But as I pulled out my math book, I realized it was a Tuesday and it was 4:30.
That meant that America’s Next Top Model was on.
I mean, I’m not usually distracted, but America’s Next Top Model was addictive.
But the TV show was almost calling my name. It was saying “Meredith, Meredith, come watch me!” I mean I didn’t want to watch TV, but you know how tricky TV’s can be.
And anyways, you learn many valuable skills by watching it.
Like how to do a nice posture, which one day will count as a grade in school.
And they’re always modeling in different places, which shows us how to get used to different environments.
Those skills and so many others are why watching that show will help fourteen-year-old girls in school.
But Mr.Ronson would probably fail to see those important skills.
And at 5:30, Miley Cyrus was posting a new blog about her tour, which I couldn’t miss.
That is also a skill Mr.Ronson fails to see.
Hello, I was reading her blog. Reading.
And he always tells us to be alert of the world, to watch the news, to read the paper- why not read the blog?
I mean, being informed about Miley Cyrus is much more important than doing a book report on Shakespeare’s Romeo and Juliet. Isn’t it?
But of course, Mr.Ronson would probably fail to see how important this skill was, too.
And at 6:00 was dinnertime. Mr.Ronson has to see dinnertime skills. You talk to family, bond, and have great laughs about my brothers D’s in school. Okay, this is just me, but family bonding was important. I mean I have to be with family, because my family is only home together for dinner five days a week.
At 7:00, I realized that morning I got my new copy of Bop the hottest magazine around. And again, I didn’t want to read it, but that was calling me, too. And of course, Mr.Ronson fails to see how important it is to read about Nick and Miley’s hook-up. After I was informed about the celebrity world around 8:30, I was so tired. I had a long, stressful day, and I was exhausted.
And Mr.Ronson Always says I should get a good night sleep. So I did.
There might be some mistakes because I'm not finished editing it.
Chapter One: On the way
I looked out the window in silence. I felt the pressure building in my ears- feeling so strong that I thought I were to go deaf. I ignored the pain... thinking about how my starting line of this life would be like. I looked over at the girl next to me. She was dark blond, and kind of tan. I think she had light brown eyes- but I couldn't tell right away. She was facing forward.
"Drink? Honey roasted peanuts?"
I stared out the window again. The stars were beginning to come out.
"Miss?"
"Oh, what?"
"Would you like a drink? ...Or honey roasted peanuts?"
"...Oh. Sure."
"Water, orange juice, Pepsi, coke, or sprite?"
"I guess I'll go with the orange juice." I smiled. I wasn't in the mood for fizz.
I grasped the cup and took the bag of peanuts. I sipped the orange juice- brain freeze. This juice must have been in the cooler for a long time now. The ice wasn't helping. I went to open the bag of peanuts and my arm hit the girl next to me. A few drops of sprite bursted out from the cup and jumped onto her sweatshirt.
"Oh my gosh, I'm- I'm sorry-" I stuttered "-I'm slightly uncoordinated I-"
She interrupted.
"It's fine. Really! I have plenty of napkins, I'll fix the spill in no time..."
"Oh. Okay."
"I hope you don't mind me asking- are you going to Kant's Board of Academic's too?"
"Yes... I am. You are?"
"Yeah! Awesome, I already know someone!"
"How'd you guess that I was going there?" I was confused- was I really that predictable?
"Simple. You have a pencil with KBA letters on it. You were doodling with it."
"Oh. That explains things."
"Yupp! I'm not a stalker!" She chuckled.
"Yeah, I- I know."
"Yes. So... what's your name? I'm Alexandra."
"Pleasure, Alexandra. I'm Brenna."
"Nice to meet you, too! Brenna. Call me Alex... or Ali! Are you irish?"
"Barely."
"Oh. I see... are you excited for this year at KBA? I love it there!"
"What? You asked me if I was going too- you said you already know someone..."
"Yes. None of my friends are in my classes. This year's schedule is totally different then last year. Sophomore year will be impossible! I'm taking AP this year- I might die."
"Oh. AP? I'm in Calculus... I guess that's not a class I'll have with you..."
"Oh, you must love math. You're a sophomore too. I wonder why sophmore's in KBA can take classes like Calculus so early. I'm not taking that early though."
"I guess you could say that." I didn't say anything about the other part she spoke about.
"Where are you from?"
"Clearwater Beach in Florida. We live in a condo."
"Cool! Do you go to Busch Gardens a lot? Or maybe Disney World?"
"No. Not really... I went to Busch Gardens twice... and I went to Disney three times."
"Oh, wow. It's cool that it's not too far. Isn't that a vacation place though?"
"As I said... we live in a condo. My mom works as a lobbyist in a hotel."
"Awesome! That's a cool job! Which hotel?"
Alexandra was very curious- she seemed like a nice girl. Too much questions for me.
"Shepard's beach resort."
"I've never heard of it."
"Oh."
Maybe my simple 'oh' would end her conversation. I was a little tired.
"So what's your middle name, Brenna?"
"Raychelle."
"Brenna Raychelle... That's pretty! My middle name is Louise- Alexandra Louise! You like?" She asked me with big, shining eyes.
"Yes. It sounds nice."
"Well, my name was going to be Alyssa Katrina... but my dad didn't like it. So, his choice was Kendra Ray... because he always liked the name Rachel, but my mom hated that name so he tried shortening it. My mom was going to settle for Alyssa Kendra or Alyssa Ray but my dad wanted Kendra to be my first name. My mom still wanted my name to begin with an 'a' though. So they both came up with Alexandra and the nurse's name was Louise. My dad liked the name and suggested it so that's how-"
That's when I stopped listening. Ali talked a lot- I really wanted to rest. I still had an hour left one the plane. Ali kept rambling on and on... I couldn't listen to this anymore. I had to block her out somehow... this wasn't working as much as I hoped though.
"Then they were hesitating if they should go with Alicia when the name came to mind because they liked the meaning of Alicia better then the meaning of Alexandra. Alexandra meant-"
I interrupted her.
"Ali, I'm exhausted... and my mom made me promise I'd get some sleep on the plane. I love hearing stories as much as the next person but it's getting kind of late, I suppose... maybe you can consider telling your story later...?"
"Oh. I'm sorry. You can rest... but it's not that late."
"Yeah... but Florida is so far from Oregon... I had to get up so early... this two flight thing is killing me..."
"Oh, yeah! Florida is really far. Like, since I live in Wyoming, it's not so bad because the flight is only a few hours so when I woke up this morning-"
"Alex. Please... I real
ly need to sleep."
"Oh, okay. Maybe I'll sleep too..."
She was lying about the sleeping. At least she'd maybe stop talking for five minutes. She's someone I need to talk to when I need to stay awake or if I feel like socializing for hours. I'll need to get her number so we can maybe hang out... I'll never be able to see a movie with her though. She can't sit still in a movie without talking for two hours and watching something. At least on the long plane ride, she can talk and she can do other things... she might not make it in a movie. The third seat in this row was empty... I was wondering who she'd talk to.
I slowly pushed back until my head reached the seat. I closed my eyes for some peace.
That's when I heard Ali talking about school with another girl and a boy. I overheard her... her roommate the girl she was talking to. The girl's name was Melanie, and their room number was 114 Limbust Hall. That wasn't my room. I guess my roommate would be a surprise. there is more =(
oh... okay. well i just turned fifteen so... okay. at least i have honest opinions. how so? what needs work? am i just a bad writer? because then i could just give up writing or start a new story?
I Was Wonder What If My Story So Far Is Ok
I was squished in the back seat between Holly and the suitcases that were pouring out the boot. Holly and Mum were asleep when we pulled up to our new home. It was massive, with a big front garden with neatly cut grass. The steps leading up to the front door were painted white and the door it self was almost completely transparent with different colours of glass. When our car pulled up into the drive, dad turned smiled at me and I smiled back . We got out the car and I took dad’s hand as we walked up to the glass door. When I walked inside I looked to my left and found a big dull room. I let go of dad’s hand as I walked into the room which would soon be our living room. There was a fireplace and a bookcase sitting in the corner collecting dust. I walked over to the window and saw mum and Holly walking out the car, there was an exciting sound buzzing form them, that stopped when they entered the house. Dad was walking around the kitchen inspecting it and mum joined him. Holly walked in, let out a sigh and sat down at my feet. I looked down at her and she had red blotchy eyes. It was obvious that she had been crying. Holly was my older care free sister but people never believed we were related. She had piercing blue eyes and bleach blond hair which was normally tied up in a high pony tail. In our old school she was insanely popular which caused our parents to worry about her. I wasn’t anything like her. No one ever had to worry about me for I was never popular and doubt I’ll ever be. I was top of the class in almost ever subject but that wasn’t a good thing either. Jessie Butler was the class bully and lucky me got to sit beside her in English. It was a living hell having to sit there beside her but now I was out of her reach I was free.
Holly was still sitting at my feet so I drabbed her hands and pulled her up. “Where are we going?” She wined as I led her up the stairs. ”We’re going to pick our bedrooms,” I replied with a smile. Holly ran up the stairs in front of me while I turned to face mum and dad who were . I raced up the stairs after her and she was peering in all the rooms to find the biggest. Upstairs there were 5 rooms. One bathroom and four rooms. I followed Holly until she found a room. It was the biggest room with a built-in wardrobe and she seemed happy looking around . I left her and went looking for my own room. The room two doors down from Holly was the one I decided upon , it was had it’s own bathroom and a view of the entire street. Mum walked in when I was looking out the window she came and stood beside me. I looked up at her and I could tell she wasn’t to pleased about the décor of the house. She looked down at me and kissed my forehead before leaving. When our rooms had be chosen we all helped get the suitcases out the car. We didn’t take a lot of things with us on the plane as the rest of our stuff was being flown over tomorrow. I carried me purple suitcase up to my room lay it on the floor, when I opened it a picture of my best friend fell out. I had met Kirsten we were in nursery and we had stayed friends ever since then. The picture was taken at my leaving party. I started to unpack my clothes and put them in the wardrobe. Wedged between my clothes was my laptop. I took it out and put it on to listen to some music. It didn’t take me long to unpack as I didn’t have a lot of things. It already dark outside and I was exhausted. Bed was what I needed.
I have another part aswel but not sure if i should post it as a qu? :S lol thanks for the comments x
This is the part i changed.
I raced up the stairs after her and she was peering in all the rooms to find the biggest. Upstairs there were 5 rooms. One bathroom and four rooms. I followed Holly until she found a room. It was the biggest room with a built-in wardrobe and she seemed happy looking around . I left her and went looking for my own room. The room two doors down from Holly was the one I decided upon , it was had it’s own bathroom and a view of the entire street the walls were a dark green which kinda made me feel ill. Mum walked in when I was looking out the window she came and stood beside me. “ Well it certainly has a nice view. I’m not to sure about the colour…” I looked up and smiled sadly. “Purple would look nice in here,” I replied then she kissed my forehead and left.
It sounds like metal so i thought it could be exhaust rattle, though when i jacked up my car the exhaust seemes pretty secure. I got somebody else to turn off the ignition while i was near the exhaust listening and watching and the exhaust did shake a bit with the rest of the car but it sounds like the sound it comming from inside the shell of the car even though i have checked in any empty areas theres nothing there.
Any ideas?
Ever since I was a child, the easiest way for me to fall asleep is to lay on my side and rock from side to side. It also helps to do this while listening to my iPod. I know it sounds weird but this is the easiest way for me to sleep! I've been doing this for as long as I can remember. It's like instinct for me. My mom claims that I did the same thing in the womb :S
Don't get me wrong, I can fall asleep my just laying still, like when I'm sleeping at a friends house, it just takes me like 4 hours longer.
The rocking back and forth with the iPod method works for me in too ways:
1. The rocking exhausts me until I am to tired to move and I just turn off the iPod and fall asleep within 30 seconds.
2. I fall asleep rocking back and forth and wake up with my iPod still on.
Anyways....is this normal?
At 22, I'm still very very young. I feel like I'm in between b/c I'm not this adult (or the kind of adult i'm striving to be) yet I've been told I'm 'mature" for my age so it's not like I'm on the same wavelenght w. everyone my age. There was this moment were (for once), everything made sense: life is too short. I'm at the best phase in my life right now (as ppl say). People look at it as, "hey time to get wasted before my resistance goes down" and I look at it as: "explore, be single, and workout, take good care of your body and be super hot (yet classy) before it all disappears. B/c life's too short I learned:
- to weed out people in my life. Sounds harsh but all tthe friendships i've had w. girls have EXHAUSTED me. My sister notices everytime I come home fr. a get-together, there's always some sort of lingering negativity. I also have friends who are only friends to me when they need someone to listen to their problems...sucks but I had to weed them out to. The best part about it: I'm at peace and I actually don't feel bad, as I should.
- Keep a positive group around you: i'm a family girl and though most of them are out of state, I make it a point to talk to them, send little texts or emails. I love them and I can never get enough of them
- Stay away from the limelight: B/c of the weeding out, I officially don't have friends. I only have one TRUE friend (which is all I ever need) but I don't have a group of party folks anymore (not that I ever did). It's refreshing to stay away fr the crowd or knowing what's to know.
- people aren't always who they appear to be, so first impressions are either a perfect piece of judgement or a total miscalculation
- be judgemental: i've always been TOO nice and it's gotten me burned. I've learned to judge based on how their verbal/non verbal behavior...and most importantly
- USE YOUR INSTINCT: I've always somehow ignored it and passed me by. I'm a clueless girl at times and now that I'm in tune w it, i'll just KNOW while an event is happening if something is bad or good...or just "up"
- Be spirutual: i grew up in a liberal Catholics family but I don't want to be considered "religious" b/c then there's rules and restrictions for everything (my personal viewpt). I have been praying alot and concetrating on a relationship w. God and I'm happier?
What were lessons you've learned? Any good advice?
I went off this horrible antidepressant (Effexor XR). It made me a zombie and caused me to lose my night vision. I was exhausted but couldn't sleep at night and was angry all the time. I lost my memory to the point where I couldn't remember words or names. Names of family!
So I went off the Effexor wrongly (abruptly and went through horrible withdrawal) and was so depressed but no matter how bad it got I was not going to go back on ANY prescription drugs and get in the same catch 22. Well, my ADD/HD friend who happens to be on a prescription drug that acts like speed (Aderol or something) kept telling me to go back on the medication. I kept telling her I'm not going to! I would recite the aforementioned reasons as to why. I would also repeat I'm going to follow a plan of no more antidepressants for a year and if in a year I'm still that badly off, I'll take them. I would talk to her once a month...maybe every 2 weeks but granted I probably sounded like a trainwreck every time.
SO to make a long story short she stops returning calls and then 6 months later she has the gall to say that because I wasn't taking HER suggestion that she just couldn't be friends anymore. At a time when I most needed friends! I think she's got an awful lot of self righteousness to do and say such a thing. After all, I was willing to remain her friend DESPITE my belief about prescription drugs and the fact that she was on them! I didn't tell her every time she was whining..go off your medication! It's not like I was on the phone with her every night talking about it either! I just can't understand a 50 something year old holding such an immature and ridiculous view. That view being, "If your not going to listen to me and go on prescription drugs then I'm not going to talk to you."
I'm quite bored. My husband's best friend lives across the street, so he's over there quite often. Our daughter is only 6 days old, so I don't feel comfortable taking her outside of my clean house.
I've almost exhausted the possibilities of things to do while she's sleeping. (Which is sooo much) lol
When I was this bored yesterday I decided to use the breast pump I rented from WIC and I pumped my boobs until they didn't hurt anymore. lol
I just got done pumping and I'm bored again.
I got the sound to work on my computer without having to use headphones. Even though my daughter is sleeping right now, should I pick her up, turn the music up, and dance with her? lol
I'm bored and I figured I'd do something to help my uterus shrink back down. If waking her up isn't a good idea, then someone please suggest something.
*I live with my in-laws, so this house is ALWAYS clean! lol
Help... bored to tears!
*p.s. she'll most likely go back to sleep if I pick her up, but the music might keep her a little awake. (I listen to pop music, stuff that's number one hits. nothing hardcore)
I was telling my psychologist about my home life, and she told me it sounds like they generally don't care about me.
I have an older brother (19) who's very sick (depressed for years, been in a mental home, etc) which I think is the main reason their attention isn't focused on me.
But, I'm told I'm failing school, they generally don't care. I get weeks and weeks of detention everyday and they don't care. I skip school they don't care. I run away they don't care. I don't come home for days at a time and they don't care. I cry and beg to be taken to the emergency room, and they tell me to stop being dramatic and they go back to sleep. I remember once I told mum I wanted to kill myself because of my illnesses (mental stuff) and she IGNORED me.
I'm not a bad kid, really, I don't drink or party or have sex or do drugs. I'm a smart girl, despite my grades because I have so many absences.
When I skip class it's because I'm too anxious or exhausted to go, not because I can't be bothered
When it's night and I talk to mum about my day she tells me shut up and go upstairs because she doesn't care. She does it in a joking way, but I can tell she really doesn't want to listen.
The pychologist told me I do a lot of this stuff sub-conciously for attention, how do I actually get my parents attention?
I mean, even when I do good stuff, like win writing competitions or do really well on a test, they care for about 10 seconds then that's it. Never heard of again.
What do I do? How come they just don't care??
Thanks V that's really good advice.
But, I have confrunted my mother about this and she will either say nothing, like just look away. Or she will say something like, "i don't want to talk about this."
It's not just recently by the way, it's been 4 or 5 years.
I'm 15 by the way and in 10th grade, but don't just judge me on my age.
I've been diagnosed with a few mental illnesses (anxiety disorder, OCD, depression to be specific) and I used to see a therapist more almost a year last year but mum made me stop seeing her because she said it was a waste of money if it was just someone to talk to. She didn't help very much anyway.
I am about to buy a 2010 Chevy Camaro V8. I want a real aggresive exhaust but not to powerful. I want it to sound like a true american muscle car, not some POS ricer. Any ideas, I listened to dynomax soundbits and I like the Glasspack and 2 chamber welded sounds. Basically in that range.
if u ever listen to an infiniti drive by u im sure u can hear the nice sound it makes i was wondering is that the engine or some kind of exhaust it has? thanks
Barely
I
Barely a furlong away
A Zephyr’s breath a whisper
You sleep like a cat curled content
Dreaming dreams that only a feline dreams
Hush it is a secret
And I a furlong away
Downwind alone in an unfamiliar room
Exhausted, awake and missing a touch
A hand a hug a desire
So sweet
Hush it is a secret.
The half moon says it is half past two of the clock
But I hear no bell
I do not think I will sleep tonight
When Aurora blushes the morning sky I think that I will stay in bed all day
And watch amorphous shadows transit the walls.
I listen to music to soothe myself,
Cradle myself in a lullaby of sound
And yearn, mourn grieve, scream, cry, die.
I do not love you, hush, hush it is a secret
I crawl back into my bed small frightened alone and cannot sleep.
I have buried myself deep.
II
Living is hard
Reliving is worse.
I remember the pain or a child forced
A child fondled groped
And four in the backseat of a car taking turns
And fifty more the same.
A walking, talking sex machine
A vessel a receptacle for male pleasure and
Their
Filth, still contaminates me.
Hush, hush it is a dirty little secret
I do not love you.
I remember at 10
Strapping my breasts with a bandage out of shame to be
An androgynous, asexual thing.
And the fear and shame that a period brings
The kind family doctor
Who spoke of me as a fat menstruating girl
Kindly sending me to a psychiatrist at thirteen.
Hush, hush it is a shameful secret.
It is not fair of me to burden you with my pain.
Pain is contagious and I am a carrier.
Do you curse me under your breath?
You cannot help me
You have your own pain to bear.
And mourn and let go
And heal.
Do I frighten you with mine?
Hush, hush it is your secret.
I cannot love you.
III
I do not have a home
A place where I can go
And sit and say
I’m glad that’s over
And relax
And let go
Let’s go
Let it all go.
I cannot love anyone.
IV
I can hear the water birds calling for their mate
Like you call for yours
And I mine.
Whoever they may be.
Or are they leaving because winter is here
And their children are gone and forgotten long summer since.
Do they mate for life like the wolf?
Like marriage is supposed to be.
What on earth was God thinking when he created lust?
Why did He create in us a desire that enslaves us with a need
For that thing that the poets and priests call Love?
Hush, hush it is a heavenly secret.
V
I have buried myself so deep I do not know who I am anymore but
I remember the feel of a steel-capped boot in my face and
My eyes swelling shut.
The crunching of bones as my body hit the wall the
Blood on my face and the
Gun to my head the bruising that kept me from sleep
And the release of the gush of bright red blood
As the artery was severed and my family shutting
The door in my face and walking naked
Out into the cold with nothing
But red socks and blanket with nowhere to go.
With only the scars on my arms to remind me
Hush, hush it is a family secret.
VI
I have never felt such darkness
One cannot love me or give me promise of the thing so why do I mourn
For something I know nothing of.
Forgive me.
You held me like my father did
But he is dead and in out last embrace
Rigor had already claimed him.
But you were warm and vibrant and alive and I
Could actually feel.
Something.
I stood near your door I was going to say I’m sorry
But too late I think so I walked three miles and it
Rained and rained
My shoe broke and I ached all over next day.
You do not look at me and if by chance
Our paths should meet
I wonder what you see
Would you like to exorcise me?
Do you hate, despise, detest me?
I cannot love;
Are you cold a frozen like Daddy?
Hush, hush
It is a secret
Between you and me.
Rowena Sweeney
I don't know where to publish it. I just wanted to share. It just came out at 2 in the morning - a catharsis, I think it is called. Share it with anyone - that is what I think it is for. Thankyou for reading it
I must add, that although I use my father as a motif, he was never abusive to me -he really is dead though, the poem is not about incest.
Oringinally I was looking into flowmaster super 44 muffler, but to be honest I don't know much about aftermarket exhaust systems. Does longer tubes and bigger pipes make it louder? Does the design (x-pipe, H-pipe, etc.) effect noise? Would it be just as loud if I just don't put a flowmaster muffler at all and just leave it straight pipes (if that's what it's called...)?
Performance is not an issue for me, neither is interior noise. Originally I just wanted to "amplify" the sound without changing the sound, but after listening to some clips of the super 44's, that deep growl just sounds so bad ***. So basically I'm asking how to properly make my 1968 GTO loud as well as give me an understanding of the different pipe designs/sizes and how they affect noise/performance. Thank you for all your help.
(BTW if you're wondering my GTO currently has turbo exhausts on it to make it quiet [the previous owner did that] and also the car has headers. Engine specs: 400 cu. inch bored 30 over with edelbrock performance intake manifold and carb
Oringinally I was looking into flowmaster super 44 muffler, but to be honest I don't know much about aftermarket exhaust systems. Does longer tubes and bigger pipes make it louder? Does the design (x-pipe, H-pipe, etc.) effect noise? Would it be just as loud if I just don't put a flowmaster muffler at all and just leave it straight pipes (if that's what it's called...)?
Performance is not an issue for me, neither is interior noise. Originally I just wanted to "amplify" the sound without changing the sound, but after listening to some clips of the super 44's, that deep growl just sounds so bad ass. So basically I'm asking how to properly make my 1968 GTO loud as well as give me an understanding of the different pipe designs/sizes and how they affect noise/performance. Thank you for all your help.
(BTW if you're wondering my GTO currently has turbo exhausts on it to make it quiet [the previous owner did that] and also the car has headers. Engine specs: 400 cu. inch bored 30 over with edelbrock performance intake manifold and carb)
i got water in the gas a while back and it ran like crap i had to replace the plugs and wires and fuel filter and a couple coils. now it runs and has the power to go which it did'nt back then but now im hearing this sound beside or inside my cataylic converter its shaking and my exhaust tips are shaking also. i first start my car up the motor shakes and vibrates and makes a ticking sound but it goes way i think thats the oil to lifters. but it seems like it still dont have that good acceleration like it used to and wats cause the vibration on the exhaust and motor and help is appreciated. Thanx for listening
What is the "Say," in "Say, have you seen my prize goat?" in the last line in the paragraph below?:
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He sat down on the ground, exhausted. Suddenly, he saw a goat running at him, full speed. He leaped up, and it brushed past him, and fell in the hole. He listened, but there was no sound.
He sat down again. A few minutes later, a farmer came walking up. The man asked him, "How deep is this hole?" The farmer said, "Oh. Thats the bottomless pit. It never ends. Say, have you seen my prize goat?"
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Although I assumed it's the same as "by the way", I'm not really sure.
What would you think?
Can anyone answer please?
Thank you.
Thanks all for the help! :)
Ok, I asked a similar question yesterday, but didn't really receive any informational answers. I know a doctor is the best person to give this, but I want to see if anyone can relate. I'm 14, and have GAD (generalized anxiety disorder), but right now I'm doing okay. A week ago, it was really bad since I was on my period and everything, but it's okay now except for the normal occasional worried thoughts, and of course, my thoughts about this. I have this pressure-y type feeling in my chest that is near-constant for the past few days. It feels kind of like an exhausted-burny feeling, but the burny feeling is very slight. It feels like I just ran or something. Sometimes, there will be a sharper but still mild, stab of pressure, and it could be in the center of my chest, or to the right or left, but the sharp feeling only lasts a second, then fades into the exhausted feeling, and is pretty occasional. I'm in good health (as far as I know) and have a blood pressure of 107/69 or less usually. I'm not overweight 5'0 and 90lbs) either, and when I listen to my pulse, it sounds normal. One or two months ago I went to the doctor and they listened to my heart and it was fine sounding. What could this be? Please help!
i have needed help. i am a girl, 15, now a sophomore. i am very unhappy with who i am. my self esteem is at an all time low, along with my confidence. i hate everything about my body. my face, hair, everything is all so wrong. and i am sick of being made fun of for it. i try to change it, but i cant. people make me feel like i was born the wrong way. i guess my insecurities read all over me, because people always use it against me. i have very poor social skills, i have trouble just talking to people. i dont have anyone to turn to. i dont have any friends anymore. And my family does not want anything to do with me. But i couldnt talk to them either way. All they do is fight, and it kills me inside. because i do care about them. at school, usually no one talks to me, i try to make small talk but i humiliate myself. when im not at school, im just sitting at home in my room. it gets to be very depressing. when i do go out and try to have fun, for some reason i always feel miserable and want to go back to my room. inside of me, i am usually always depressed. and i always have the feeling of emptiness. i am a skinny person, but i cannot control my weight any longer. one week i will have no appetite, and the next i cannot stop eating. its very weird. i used to have an eating disorder. but i have gotten over that. when it comes to boys, i wish to have a boyfriend. but all the rejection has led to me giving up. i try to keep my standards lower, but i always get rejected. i lost that "sexual drive", you could say. that i used to have. so relationships really dont mean anything anymore. so recently ive been trying to think of ways to take out all the depression, anger, fury. i have let my life turn into a worthless hole. its empty, nothing to live for. i used to have interest in many things. like guitar, cheerleading, track, shopping, all that stuff. but i ended up losing complete interest in everything i liked before. same goes for movies, tv shows, etc... i dont know if i should turn to cutting, because i know it's just harming yourself. but suicide, i find myself thinking about it all the time actually. i always say, what is my motive to stay alive? im only young, why am i giving up now? who would care if i did die? is there someone whose life is depending on me? but i can never think of answers. i can never make up my mind on anything, decisions have become very hard to make. i have a complete loss of energy. i used to be pumped and could run miles, and never want to stop. but now i try to run half a mile and i am exhausted. i have withdrawn from society actually. at school, all the other people definitely intimidate me. i always say why cant i be like her...or her? what can i do to my life so i will have one just like them? i dont smile all that much. my smile is hideous, but i try to give myself reasons to smile. because i know so many other people have things going worse for them. and i sympathize them much more. it is my fault i let my life take a hard left, im the one who is just dwelling on my own self pity. i want to pick my life up. but then i say, if i have a chance to change my life, why am i always so depressed? why is death always on my mind? i think so lowly of myself. i try telling myself im good enough in the mirror, but i always start tearing up, and i dont know why? i thought about moving to drinking and drugs, but i know that is a dumb decision. i feel like i have no one to talk to, no one to turn to. everytime i attempt to tell someone my problems, i jumble up my words, my mind goes blank, and i start crying. its horrible. i want help, but i can never get the words out of my own mouth. i can only really write out my problems. but that's only sometimes. so, i cant call myself the low of the low. because there is one thing i am good at it. and that's school,i have had my 4.0 GPA going strong. i have no special skills, but school is one thing that comes easy to me. i am very analytical about everything. i always consider the second option. as a kid i used to always be depressed. i was diagnosed with severe depression when i was 5, but no one really did anything about it. i dont remember much growing up, but i always find myself as introverted, very reserved. people must take it for arrogance. but its not.. i swear. i feel like im not good enough to anything. i have to be an internet lurker, because i feel like my opinions mean nothing. so i keep them to myself. this may sound weird, but i dont know how to have fun. i try many things, but nothing seems to bring the "fun". so yeah. basically this is about all my problems. idk if i am serious depressed or something, & i need someone to talk to that will actually listen. so any help is appreciated.
if your going to comment saying rude things, dont bother. i just let out all my feelings for like the first time ever, and sarcasm is not appreciated. i just ask for help, advice, anything. please? i don;t want to do anything stupid to myself, but if my
I've been dating my boyfriend for over a year. I do everything I can for him, I cook and clean, I help him with his assignments when I am exhausted, I have put myself out to be kind to his friends.
He has this one friend, who has been trying to destroy our relationship since I met him. I noticed when he started making little comments behind my boyfriends back. If I buy my boyfriend a present, his friend will say something nasty about it, If I take a photo of my boyfriend, his friend will say its horrible. There is alot more but I don't want to bore you. I have tried EVERYTHING to be nice to this guy, I have invited him to stay at our house in our lovely spare room. I have cooked for him, I spent New Year with him and my boyfriend (Which he ruined) I invited him to our house on several occasions. It seems that everytime I am nice to him he gets more nasty.
My boyfriend has shouted at me in the past and continues to do so when I mention that his friend doesnt seem to like me. He has called me names and banged his fists on the table, he says I am nasty and grumpy and that I hate his friends.
Last night his friend came over, and while my boyfriend was in the bedroom his friend overheard me muttering to myself in the living room (He was in the hallway) I said something stupid. I said "I don't look so nice anymore" I was talking about an old photo someone sent to me and didnt even know he was listening. He started laughing really loudly in a very fake way. I was a bit surprised to hear him laughing and realized he was laughing AT ME. he kept doing it for a while until my bf came from the room and heard him. My bf started to laugh too and asked why. His friend started acting (He is an actor btw) saying "oh sorry! oh.. i just cant help it, she said something funny" I got really upset.. because this was the last thing I can stand. To be laughed at in my own house. I asked them politely if they would please leave and stop laughing at me, because I dont appreciate it.
His friend said, "I wasnt laughing AT you, you're my friend and it was a funny joke, I guess you are too sensitive"
My boyfriend went mad, he started shouting at me infront of his friend. He said I am nasty and that I need to be taught a lesson and that I hurt his friends feelings. I know it was all an act infront of my boyfriend. He wanted my bf to get angry at me. It sounds sick but its the type of thing he would do.
I cant take it anymore, I wish my bf would believe me, or that his friend would get caught out, but no one else was around to hear him laughing at me or being fake. My boyfriend thinks I control him and that I am mean to his friends and too sensitive. I think this comes from his friend.. I am not too sensitive, when someone is laughing in my face when I am clearly upset I think it is justified to feel upset. He keeps putting ideas into my bf's head.
I slept in the spare room last night, I emailed my boyfriend to tell him how I feel and he doesnt bother to reply. I feel exhausted and heartbroken, I am moving out but I just wish there was something I could do. I can't handle being treated like a doormat and humiliated. The sad thing is that my bf truly thinks his friend is being kind to me and that I am just mean and nasty. I am not the kind of person to be mean or nasty without reason. Either way, I don't think his friend should interfere. My bf said I deserve to be laughed at for saying stupid things. This might be the case but I don't think its any of his friends business? :( Please help me someone.
When waiting at traffic lights or in a jam etc the car starts to shudder and feel like its going to stall, if you listen to the engine and the exhaust, it kinda sounds like the cars breathing (only way to describe it!) but it really does feel like its going to stall. Any ideas anyone?
I have a 03 5-speed Dodge Neon. The last couple of weeks I have noticed that once I get up to third gear some where around 35 mph my car gets really loud. I am not really sure where it's coming from. I have tried to really listen but it's so loud it sounds like it's coming from every where. I was thinking it might be the exhaust but thought it would be loud all the time if it was that. It's quiet when I am going less than 30 mph. However, once I exceed that the noise starts and becomes very loud. It sort of sounds like I'm crossing over a bridge or about to take off like a plane.
Does anyone have any ideas what is wrong with my car?
i am wondering because i was on the magnaflow website listening to the sound previews of the exhaust systems for subaru impreza wrx models, but there is no sound preview for a normal impreza. so i am wondering if a normal impreza would sound the same as a wrx?
Ok so the problem is, when im idling at a light the sound cannot be hear, but once i start the clutch release to giving gas, i can hear this fluttering sound but the sound stands out alot while driving between stationary cars that sound is slightly different, it sounds like the fluttering i said before, but added on it sounds to me as a shit ton of air coming out of the exhaust, but when I took it to my mechanic, he ran an exhaust smoke test to test for leaks and there were none at all, took my friends dad for a ride to let him listen and he said its possible a valve problem or timing chain or belt, my car is a 2002 ws6 trans am... any idea what this sound may be?
Couple years ago when I had health insurance the doctor ended up telling me I had an enlarge goiter from the ultra sound and problems with my thyroid. My thyroid doesn't stick out huge where u can notice it but myself and close ones can if it's acting up barely sticks out. Well for the last couple of years I haven't had insurance so I haven't been able to afford to go to the doctor. I don't know if I have issues or what's going on with the thyroid. Any how I'm wondering if any body who has issues can verify that it's indeed my thyroid. I'm constantly exhausted I don't feel like doing anything. I work a 9-6 office job where I sit all day n it wears me out. Everyday I come home n just feel like laying in bed. I'm always hungrey. My hands tremble. Mood swings like crazy. Constipation. Diegestive problems. Ringing in my ears. Achy bones. Just blah all around. Now my big question is my throat. You know how you feel when you are getting a small cold and your throat feels misty not scratchy but a level of it. Just feels like it will feel if u had mucus stuck. Of course I don't but I'm just trying to give an u an idea any how do u think that is from my thyroid. Thanks for listening byes
I just back from serving in Iraq about 10 days ago and ever since I've gotten back I'm easily startled by noises, especially while I'm sleeping. And even when I realize what the noise was and that I'm not in any kind of danger, it takes a long time to calm myself down, like my heart continues racing ,my breathing stays shallow for a while, and I can't stop myself from listening closely to every sound I hear. I haven't been able to get one night of restful sleep.
But tonight I was watching a scary movie and it felt so real! I used to love scary movies before I left and this movie actually wasn't that scary. I couldn't calm myself down and I actually had to get out of the theater because I was starting to get physically exhausted being on the edge the entire time watching it. I went home and started crying because the terror I felt felt so real.
My boyfriend who's been to Iraq says that everyone is super sensitive when they get back and it'll fade eventually, but I want to know if I really need help with this. How long is long enough to wait for it to fade?
We are both 21. He broke up with me 4 months ago, after a 2 and a half year relationship. His reason was because i was his first girlfriend, and although he loved me he said he needed to be "free" to experience other things. He stressed the fact that he didnt wanna go crazy and kiss lots of girls, and implied that it was more that he needed time on his own. He said that he hopes we end up together and that he thinks im amazing etc etc etc. Our relationship was good for the most part, but sometimes he took advantage of how much i loved him. I always felt i loved him more and he didnt always give the time and effort to sort out isssues, he made me feel like i had a problem when it was him.
I was so devastated because i am deeply in love with him. I have had other relationships and i know for sure.
Anyway, we still continued to speak for a few weeks via texts and internet. And then i found out he had kissed a mutual friend. I was so upset and we had a month of no contact. During this month i went out alot and kissed a few people, but then..
Then somehow we came into contact again, i cant remember but i think he messaged me or spoke to me online. Then it all started up again, we started talking all the time, seeing eachother, and even sleeping together (i know! bad move)
It turned into a big mess over the last few months, with fights about what the other was doing, who we were seeing. It was like we were in a relationship minus the committment. He called it "friends". It was easy at first because he wasnt really kissing other girls. Then it started and i had to deal with the person i love hooking up with girls that are around 3 years younger!
We kept having fights n not speaking for a few days. The most recent time was about 2 weeks ago, we didnt speak for a week and he turned up to my house telling me he had thought about me non stop and missed me and that he LOVED me. By this stage i was so confused, emotionally exhausted and hurt. I have been pulled in and out and its horrible.
Anyway, we were sposed to catch up last sunday. But he called me and after 20 mins of fighting he told me he had kissed a girl i work with. I got so angry because i have to see her sometimes! And she is very attractive and nice etc.. I found out she actually likes him, they have only met 3 times! (she is 17!)
That was the last straw. I have been crying for days, i dont feel like doing anything, iv let go of my appearance, im acting like a crazy person.
I sent him angry and sad emails and he wouldnt write back. Finally he wrote back and called me saying hes sorry hes hurt me but he cant be there for me when he is the one hurting me.
So iv lost the one i love and my best friend.
I look at him now and realise how much he has changed. He hangs out with a horrible group of guys who only care about "hooking chicks", the girls arent much better. He goes clubbing every week, wheres clothes he never would have worn. Doesnt listen to the music he used to listen to.
And finally, doesnt act like he gives a crap about me :(
Im so hurt and im having horrible thoughts like if something just happened to me maybe he would care.
I know i sound like a psycho ex girlfriend (that is what he called me) but he has turned me into a mess.
I dont know how to move on, im stuck in a rut. My job is bad and i cant find a new one, and my friends arent much help.
I know this is so long that you might reject my question! but i have no one else to ask... i just want some advice from someone thats been through it or someone that doesnt know both of us.
I just wish he would care about me, i did so much for him, i bought him presents all the time, gave him massages, wrote him letters, told him how much i loved him and gave him everything i had. And now its over and i feel like iv wasted almost 3 years.
I just need to know exactly how to move on. I wanna know how i can make him want me back too, even though i shouldnt i just wanna see him kick himself because iv moved on. I dont know.
I cant go out anywhere now cos im broke either. So going out and getting my mind of it isnt really an option.
HELP
The bathtub aka stock exhaust has to go
Looking for a nice purr not in anyway trying to emulate a v8 like some
Just want a nice sounding V6 I have listened to hundreds of sound clips and my two choices are
Borla or Magnaflow
Help me choose
Don't say flowmasters I only think they sound good on V8's
it's an 08 BTW
Hi-
I have no idea what sickness I have and its really weird. Yesterday it started where my breathing was different. Once in awhile, but rarely my throat would sound gurgly. I have a stethoscope and listened to my lungs but I dont hear any fluid in them. At night then I got SUPER cold and couldnt warm up at all. Eventually I went between hot and cold. Also, when I got up after a nap by body felt extremely heavy as I walked. In the morning I was hot and cold for about an hour at work. I also felt exhausted. On break I took a nap and after that I felt totally fine....until night. At about the same time as the night before I had extreme chills. Once I warmed up, I feel fine. Oh and I have a dry cough which doesnt happen tooooo often, but when it does it hurts my head. Any ideas what I might have?
The uhhhhhhh, anddddd uhhhhhh is ridiculous. He isn't Ozzy Ozbourne yet, but geez, spit it out. He sounds like a fool, and people actually talk about how intelligent he is and what a great speaker he is. Did any of these people take a speech class? He is fundamentally terrible.
Good answers--he's better than Bush? Well Bush totally sucked, so are you happy with one notch better than that? Someone asked "who am I"? I'm just trying to live my life without interference--I would never want to be president, because I don't believe in them. Why do we need someone telling us how to live? Maybe you do, but I can think for myself.
I have 2004 Dodge Neon. When I start it up, it starts just fine, but it has a rough idle. It will idle normal, and then the sound will sort of dip, as if its losing power, then normal, dip, normal, dip all at about 5-10 sec intervals. You can also hear it when you listen to the exhaust. When i turn on the headlights it also affects my headlights, gauges, tail lights, interior lights, everything. They will sort of fade in an out in 10 second intervals just like the engine and exhaust.
I've run out of ideas here. I've been told that it would not be any part of the ignition system, and it wouldn't be a short or everything would shut down.
Before i get any answers i just want to let everyone know that i have already replaced the battery from a 450 cold crank to a 525 and due to the possibility that it could be a voltage regulator problem i also replaced the alternator last night.
I have 2004 Dodge Neon. When I start it up, it starts just fine, but it has a rough idle. It will idle normal, and then the sound will sort of dip, as if its losing power, then normal, dip, normal, dip all at about 5-10 sec intervals. You can also hear it when you listen to the exhaust. When i turn on the headlights it also affects my headlights, gauges, tail lights, interior lights, everything. They will sort of fade in an out in 10 second intervals just like the engine and exhaust.
I've run out of ideas here. I've been told that it would not be any part of the ignition system, and it wouldn't be a short or everything would shut down.
Before i get any answers i just want to let everyone know that i have already replaced the battery from a 450 cold crank to a 525 and due to the possibility that it could be a voltage regulator problem i also replaced the alternator last night.
udpate: no check engine light. altn and battery are installed correctly.
ok now that i listened more carefully it sounds like its coming from underneath...maybe somewhere in the exhaust? it explains why i can only hear it when i push the peddle cause my face isnt right in front of the engine
I am really unsocial, I don't like meeting people, I get really nervous about it and think about it for days. I can't wait to go home if i meet a friend, or if someone wants to come over at my house, i come up with excuses and ignore them.
I cant call people either. I am insecure about myself.
I just feel exhausted when i meet people, I really want to spend the rest of my life alone, i never want to get married and get kids or have any contact with my relatives. My dream would to live in a house in the middle of nowhere.
I cant look people into their eyes, i feel REALLY uncomofrtable if i do, i just want to get out of there.
I hate it when people are walking behind me, it also makes uncomfortable, weird and unsafe, and try to walk faster.
I hate loud noices, this is weird but if im listening to my ipod and my mom is washing clothes i get afraid of the sound of the washingmachine, but only when i have my headphones on. Its the same when i hear a motorcicle outside.
I cant express my feelings in words, its even hard for me to write on a message board, thats why this is looking so messy.
I sound really weird when im trying to explain something, i cant put them in word.
I have OCD, its really bad, i wash my hands as soon as i touch something thats outside of my room and i have to shower when i come home after being out. I can hug my mother. I hate it when people touch me.
I do many weird stuff. Sometimes i have to count the words when im wathing a movie with subtitles, sometimes i count the letters too.
I cant sleep if i see that something is in the wrong place in my room and have to fix it or else i will think about the whole night.
And i have serious sleeping problems. I have been addicted to ambien for 2 years now. I usually fall asleep at 5-6 am.
I used to think that I was just retarded, but i did an IQ-test and got a high score.
At first i thought that i had Aspergers syndrom but i dont know now, i think i either have asperger or Schizotypal Personality Disorder.
The story is about a girl named Codie who is becoming a vampire and experiences different events no one would experience. She must find out who she is the hard way. Her family knows who they are and excepts it, but are keeping it a secret from Codie.
Please give me your honest opinion and if you disapprove, tell me how I can improve. Please do not tell me to stop writing vampire novels also because I am just writing what I write. Thanks!
I breathed a sigh of relief. I now had no sudden urge to attempt a total disaster that would ruin my life. How could I think this way? Why would I think this way?
I now lay on my bed staring blankly at the falling rain through my broken window. Compared to my tight room, the window seemed greatly large to any human unlike me. I felt a light breeze pinch my pale skin and finally realized I had been dreaming. My dreadful thoughts were unexpected and I then felt a headache coming on.
My dream had been a horrendous dream, but also fascinating. My clothes were torn, but no skin was revealed. My heart raced quicker and quicker and I found myself gradually stepping toward the forest I once seen in a movie, I think. The sky was ocean blue and the clouds seemed like waves flowing by. The dwindling branches of the trees dangled high up, ready to fall. The forest was full of life, just as any living thing would picture it. I then noticed where I was...somewhere I could be alone and enjoy nature and its life. I spread myself onto the leafy grass and gently closed my eyes. I listened to all the sounds around me until I heard a pleasant voice. The voice was a whisper of a million songs. I felt a cold finger tip stroke my hand and trace my arm. My emotions fluttered in my confused body and I then felt whole again.
“Codie... psst Codie... Codie!” my sister, Addison, woke me as a cool chill ran through my body. My dream was gone right before I could even open my eyes! “How’s that headache going? You’ve been slumbering for hours!” Addison always bellowed when she was exhausted. I sprung up and landed upright on the olive green carpet that was once hard wood floor. My parents were never combatable with wood so we had to pay extra to have the previous owner magically turn wood to carpet. I never noticed how much timed had passed. Even though it was only seven o’ clock and school didn’t start until eight o’ clock- Addison read my mind. “Don’t worry you won’t be late! Evan left his car in the garage in case you got…well worried” Addison said in an annoyed tone. “Thank you Evan” I muttered to myself. I paced through my minor room searching for clothes to where. I then felt my headache vanish and my emotions were settled. As I graved my study books from my dresser I stopped and stared at myself in the mirror. Why did I feel so different from everyone else? I have one nose, two eyes, two legs and arms, ten fingers, and ten toes. What is so different? I swiftly raised my arm to touch the mirror, but I realized that there was no real person to touch. Except for me, but I was not a real person. I was turning into someone that I never knew existed and now I am one of them, but what am I? “Codie, lets go!” Addison shouted from downstairs. “I will be down there in a second!” I shouted back. I let my arm free and I darted out of my room. When I met Addison downstairs, she was packed up and ready. Addison and I were both seventeen and practically looked identical besides our hair and eyes. Addison has deep exquisite gray eyes, while I have forest green eyes. I have wavy brown hair and she has straight blonde hair. Her and my two brothers knew everything about our family and I felt like I knew nothing. I knew they were keeping some secret from me, but I could not figure it out. I would soon learn who I was, but not the way I wanted to learn. “Lets go, we don’t want to be late” Addison muttered to herself. I dashed after her into the burning sunlight, closing the door behind me.
The story is put in paragraphs, but they did not show up in paragraphs on the screen. Sorry!
I am looking at purchasing this exahaust system. I want a better sound than my stock exhaust ,but have little desire to wake the neighbors or shake windows when I go by. The part number is 4368. If somone has these and can record the sound or point me to a place on the web where I can hear them. I don't want ot drop this kind of money and then find out it's very little difference. Also I live in the boonies so going somewhere and listening isn't really an option either. Thanks everyone
Love is the fire I see in her eyes, it engulfs my
soul an set's it a fire with a naked lust an desire
to hold her naked body close to mine.
I am over come with passion an feel the beast
within my breast pounding within my body to
let it out, so that it may examine an caress her
naked body.
But my heart feels another emotion that is as
strong as the first, it is that of an artist who
wishes to hold on to the beautiful form that his
eyes admire so. What is the finely bone feminine
figure doing to my senses? the colour of her eyes,
her hair, her skin, her lips, all beautiful shapes an
colours that need to be recorded but I curse my
poor artistic skill for my faith an skill are not as
strong as I would wish them to be to record such a
beautiful creature as she.
Oh how angry my soul feels for being born so inept
that I with my eyes cannot record such a radiant
beautiful women who can make my emotions race
through my body that so overwhelm me that I
cannot hold a brush without shaking my hands
seem not my own.
I release her slowly from my hungry embrace an
pass to her the gown with which she was dressed
in an beg her to forgive my clumsiness an mad
desire with which over came my soul an drove me
on to such madness, It was the heat of the day
which had made my blood boil with so much
passion an desire that I could not help myself.
I was embarrassed an begged her leave an I
started to go towards the door, I was praying
that her voice would stop me in my tracks.
I hoped an prayed that my lady would desire
me with the same longing as I felt rageing through
my own body.Oh speak to me my lady do now
before it is to late an I should reach the door.
I longed to feel her long hair laying across my
own naked body. To feel her heart beat next to
mine, beating as one in tune together while our
arms were holding each other while our hands
gently stroked each other's body, tracing the
contours an lines on each others bodies left
by our hap hazard clothing thrown carelessly
upon the floor. My imagination was running wild.
Then when I thought the moment was to late an
had opened the door to make my leave, my heart
stopped suddenly as I heard this sweet angelic
voice softly whisper my name. Oh heavenly God,
I prayed to myself she has called my name.
A sweeter sound I would like to hear an no
in an instant that nothing would ever sound
so sweet to my ears again. I would cut them
off knowing that I have heard an angels voice
call my name an I would be die happy, knowing
that nothing would ever sound more beautiful
or so good to me again.
I turned around slowly not wishing to brake the
moment in case my ears did decieve me, nor
my mind playing tricks on me at that precise
moment. For there she lay upon the sofa
naked once more with her arms out stretched
towards me motioning me beconing me to
come towards her once more naked form.
I watch as her mouth opens ever so slightly
an listen intently to catch her every word as
she whispers to me that she to feels a longing
an need to match my own an begs for me to
hold her once more in a lovers embrace.
Quickly I move to her side an take hold of her
out stretched hands in my own I place them
next to my lips so that i may kiss them while
I look deep into her eyes of hazle eyes which
are surrounded by her vibrant Red hair.
Such passion as ours cannot last as we move
towards one another, I let go of her hands to kiss
her neck an smell her perfume, an as I do she
starts to pull off my shirt in her passion an haste
she rips of its many buttons an they scatter across
the floor at our feet.
I lay down besides her an as one we let our passions
race to the surface, we begin to devour each other with
our wild animal like passion. We grasp each others
bodies our legs entwined around each other holding an
squeezing the other with such strength I have never know
before clamping on to each other in our frenzied embrace.
Then at last the moment of our desire reaches it's summit
an engulfs us in our heated passion. The heat of our bodies
cooling down after reaching such passionate heights an
leaving us both exhausted our bodies laying one upon the
other cooling down after such frenzied excitement.
Such is love, an life, with passion abated an lust satisfied
in the heat of the moment when we as lovers are over come
in the moment. Lost as we were in desire for each other
with no thought but the carefree abandone of two people.
One man, One women, niether one of us felt embaressed
as we gave in to natures whim an let our passion's mingle
together in this one moment.
Now we look into each others eyes an smile knowing that
in this moment that this embrace would be our last, for
niether one of us could ever let such things happen to us
again. For such passion could never be repeated but would
only
only lead to disappointment so we dress once more kiss an say a sad farewell.
The above should have been the ending but got chopped off. I hope you all like it.
I have a rattle in my car engine when i do a cold start
I have tried listening to where is comes from and it sounds like it is coming from the exhaust manifold area.
here are my car details
Make: MITSUBISHI
Model: MIRAGE
Year: 1992
CC rating: 1,298
Fuel type: Petrol
Power: 59kW (yes i know, its not much, but i got the car for free)
I will take a picture of my engine and post the link soon
....and so I am afraid of this approaching anniversary.
See, I had gone by there and gotten her candy, a card, a romantic cd, a decorative candle, and some nice bath salts, and all for the price of just $5.00....how can you beat that? Well, she was happy with it, thrilled, in fact, until she found the receipt showing where it was from. Well, she was glum, but I told her it might not be expensive, but I had gift-wrapped my heart and given it to her on the day I said "I do", with the most beautiful woman in the world at my side.
I then told her about all of the things that I loved about her, how I remembered how she looked lying in the hospital bed, holding our first child, how she was exhausted, her face tired, her hair wet, eyes red, yet holding that precious baby...and all I could think about was that I was seeing what an angel really was. Most people think of an angel as a heavenly being with wings, but I knew I was seeing one right there in front of me, and nothing on heaven or earth deserved a halo more than the beautiful woman I was seeing right there, holding that child.
I told her how I remembered the first time I saw her smile light up a room, how everything else fell out of focus, and that then and there, I said to myself, "If I do nothing else in life, I'm going to marry that woman. I can't ask for anything better." I told her how I had called all of my family after she had agreed to marry me, and was so excited on the phone, that they thought I had won the lottery, and I told them I had won the best lottery of all, the hand of this woman named Lorraine. I told her that every evening, when I got to hold her, listening to the sounds of the night, well, that was the best part of my day, and that she was the best part of my life. How could I ever afford anything that could equal the gift she had given me over the years, the gift of her love?
She was happy then, and the smile returned to her face, until she found me playing the Xbox 360 and all the games I had bought myself after leaving the 99¢ store.
How can I make this anniversary better?
if you have seen or can watch a clip from the fast and the furious tokyo drift listen to the cars, they make like a lower but still loud rice grinder sound when the rpm's really get up there and i wanna know what kind of exhaust system i need for my car to sound like that and where i could get something like it.
When I was younger, about 12 (10 years ago) I was awakened to these eight repeating tones. It was a sound unlike anything I had/have ever heard on Earth. It was coming from right outside my door, in the hallway but it consumed the air of the room that I was in. I was extremely frightened at first, not wanting to even breath in fear that whatever it was would come and get me. I pinched myself to makesure I was awake and not dreaming, but it was way too real, I was not hallucinating nor was I dreaming. I just listened for about 3 hours until I was absolutely exhausted and told myself to just close my eyes and go to sleep. I woke up the next morning and asked my family if they had heard what I heard, no one did and brushed my experience off as a hallucination. I was upset that my mom didn't believe me, it was a frightful night and I was still a young girl, I remember I begged my mom to sleep in her room but she told me no and so I bravely slept in my room the next night.
A little surprise but not really, I awoke around the same time to the exact same tones. I can still hum the exact melody. How could i forget it, it repeated over and over for hours!...well the second night I only stayed awake and listned for about a hour because the night before I had exhausted myself (the whole time thinking to myself what it could be, aliens was my thought and just trying to remain as still as possible so I wouldnt alert whatever it was of my precense). I woke up the next morning only this time did not mention a thing to my mom about it because if she didnt believe me the nightbefore she surely would not believe me this time)
Since those two night, the 'music' which sounded as closely as I can describe to anything i've ever heard as xylophone tones, never came again. Never again, since those two nights.
I always said it was one of the mysteries of my life because I just do not know what to make of it. I know what I experienced truly happened, but what I wonder is what it was and what the purpose of it was. It surely had to have had an effect on on me in some way, I mean I listened to it consciously for about 5 hours+ over the two nights. I have a theory that It was someone trying to help not harm me, maybe helping me open my pineal gland, or allowing me in the future to be of some assistence. Or maybe communicating in a way with me that I do not consciously know about.
My question is really, does anyone have any idea what I may have experienced, and what they were trying to do or say to me?
Heart beating, mind racing, sweat pouring, lungs ready to explode, she had to stop, she wanted to stop but her body was surging forward, no longer under her control. The sky had turned darker, street lamps flickered on and shadows seemed to loom. Finally she slowed to a gruelling halt, her chest heaving, desperately drawing in oxygen. She slumped to the floor and moaned as she thought again about what had happened, her head in her hands and her legs shaking as she tried to make sense of what would now become of her life.
Earlier on that day, Jess had gone by the hospital to pick up her final results and had learned that all was definitely not well. An hour later she had left, trembling with fear. She walked home, not concentrating on what was happening around her at all, her body in shock and so many unknown feelings spinning around her head. As she walked down the path to her house, with what felt like a dead weight in her stomach she made her decision, she wouldn’t share with anyone what she knew, no one, she didn’t want anyone to know, no –one to judge her, look at her different, and especially not any-one to pity her, even the thoughts made her shiver with disgust, she could never let anyone know, ever.
With a deep breath, she forced a smile and turned the key in the lock. She knew he would be there already, she knew he’d probably be cooking something special for her, that’s just what he was like, and she was right. So they sat, eating together, sharing snippets from their morning and plans for the weekend, but Jess was on auto pilot, inside her head she just could not settle. She couldn’t do this, but she had to, she really had to. As they were clearing away, he asked her the dreaded question.
‘Hey, baby, what’s up?’ he asked her. ‘You seem distracted Jess, stressed’
‘Nothing, Mark, just had a difficult day’ she replied. ‘Work was mad’
The children, at the playgroup she worked mornings at, were hyper this close to Christmas, and it was their last day of term. He seemed fine with that and carried on, planning to go shopping that weekend to get the last minute presents and perhaps go up to her mums, hadn’t seen her for a while, which was true she knew, but she couldn’t concentrate. The phone rang and Mark passed it to her, mouthing ‘mum’. She inwardly groaned as she began to listen to her mum,
‘I never see you lately Jess’ she moaned. ‘Would you believe I was trying to shop this morning and all these mothers pushing their buggies think they have priority, I’m telling you, you just wouldn’t have believed it, and I parked in that multi storey you know the new one?’
‘Jess?’
‘Yes mum, I am still listening’, and she really was but she just couldn’t muster up the energy to sound interested.
‘Well, they have raised their prices, it’s so expensive these days, its daylight robbery I am telling you, and Jess, try to cheer up, it is Christmas soon you know.’
She silently screamed to herself ‘of course I know it’s Christmas’. She knew to say anything would just made it worse, but how could she start to enjoy something like that whilst trying to comprehend what was happening to her. She rang off and sat down. Mark sat down too and began talking about where they could go next year on holiday as they hadn’t yet booked anything; Jess began her silent screaming again.
‘Next Christmas, baby, maybe we should go away or something?’ Mark asked her, but before she had a chance to reply he carried on. ‘Oh, but I guess we need to remember the wedding would be the following year, and we really need to keep saving all our money for that’
Jess felt like she’d been hit by a truck, all of a sudden she froze, in her shock it hadn’t even crossed her mind, but the wedding, her wedding, in just under two years, to Mark, her long term boyfriend. She couldn’t hear him anymore, all she could hear was a voice in her head, ‘you might not even be here then Jess, you might not even be here….’ That’s when she said she had to get some fresh air, and she ran, she had ran so fast and so far that it had got dark and she had left the village.
She didn’t feel like crying, she didn’t feel any anger or any fear, she didn’t really feel anything at all. She knew she had to pull herself together if anyone was going to believe that she really was okay so she stood up and brushed herself down, and turned to walk home, she was so thirsty now but she kept telling herself she could do it, just act normal, normal, normal, normal.
He was pacing the kitchen, phone in his hand and as she braced herself for a row.
‘Jess, where on earth have you been, you’ve been gone for ages, did you not get my calls, you can’t just run off like that, what the hell is wrong with you!?’
‘I’m fine Mark, sorry, I just don’t feel well and went for a walk for some air that’s all, don’t be so irrational’ she brushed him off and kissed him on the cheek, then walked upstairs to the bedroom and fully clothed, closed her eyes and exhausted, fell fas
Could anyone tell me which series they would get installed on this car ? Original 40 american thunder series Super 40 series or the new Super 44 series ? I tried to go on the flowmaster web page so i can listen to the sound clips of these mufflers but my computer wouldn't let me access that part.
Hello I have a 1999 Camaro with 104,000 miles.
The car has short tubed headers and no cat, just a y pipe that goes single in and dual out.
When I accelerate I hear a ticking noise coming from somewhere. If I take my foot off of the accelerator and let the car roll there is no sound. If I open up the hood and look and listen, there really is no sound.
Could this sound be an exhaust leak or vacuum leak somewhere, perhaps where the headers are and where the cat should be?
I KNOW IT'S EXTREMELY LONG. I JUST HAVE A LOT TO SAY. YOU DON'T HAVE TO READ ALL OF IT. JUST SKIM IT, PLEASE, AND GIVE ME SOME ADVICE.
This year of school, so far, has been nothing but hell. My teachers are BEYOND insensitive. I've already got into little verbal fights with three of my teachers this year. I feel like they don't understand anything. They just always think they're right, and they never listen to my reasoning. And then I tell my parents and friends about what the teachers say, and they think my teachers are crazy too. It's ridiculous. And then there's my class. I got stuck in the "smart" class because I have good grades. And, believe me, I have some really good friends that are just as smart as me, but none of them got into my class for some reason. Now I'm stuck with all these random smart kids, who I've barely ever spoken to. I have about two friends in my class, and I'm not even that close with them. We started a project in Social Studies and we're supposed to work with a partner, but I got stuck alone, because everyone already has a good friend in the class. So now I have to do this huge project by myself, and it's due in like 3 days, and I'm so stressed. I mean, I would be friends with the kids in my class if I could, but I know a fair amount about each person in my class, and there's no one who I would really ever want to be friends with. And then, on top of that, half the kids at school think I'm emo and are, like, afraid of me, or something. They don't even know what emo means. They think I'm emo because I wear skinny jeans and usually dark colors, and I have side bangs, and I don't listen to pop music. And then I hear them calling other people emo, because they're depressed. Like, what the hell? Being depressed does NOT mean you're emo AT ALL. I' am so sick of the kids at my school. I mean, yeah, I have friends, but I barely get to see them, because none of them are in any of my classes. And then, of course, there's all the work I get. It seems endless. I don't wanna sound like just another whiny kid, but I can't seriously be expected to do all this work. I wake up, go to school, work, work, work, work, get home, lay down on my couch for about a minute, because I'm extremely exhausted, then drag myself to my feet, and start doing my homework. And then when I'm done....... I go to sleep. And then I wake up, and I go to school. It's just an endless cycle. I have absolutely no enthusiasm for school at all. I just go from class to class, try to stay awake, try to get some work done, and then go to another class. I don't feel like I'm doing anything. It just feel like a mindless schedule. And then a weekend comes, and I think "Yes! Finally, a weekend!" But I still get homework over the weekend, and when I'm not working I'm sleeping or playing video games, or listening to music. I have no energy to call my friends and hang out. I'm just sick of this cycle! I want to get out! I don't know what to do, I just constantly feel horrible, and completely apathetic, and like I want to die. What do I do?
No, it's not that my classes are hard. The only advanced class I take is Algebra. There aren't any other advanced classes that are possible to take, because I'm in 8th grade. It's not that the work is difficult, I understand it. It's just that a lot is expected, and I have to get a lot of work done every night. I think everything would be a lot easier if I was happier with everything, but it's too late in the year to switch classes. Also, to Wendell, I have no idea why you think school is the easiest thing in life. You've obviously never been to a school like mine. You just sound like another teacher or parent or something who thinks I'm just whining. Seriously, there's a lot of pressure in my school, from the students and the teachers. It's hard to handle, especially when you're only 13. And how can I not be so serious about my youth? It's extremely important. Every grade I get affects my future. I have to be serious. It's not really a choice.
I will never forget this experience as long as I live. It was back in about 1999, I was around 12 years old. I had my own room at the time and woke up around midnight to what I can as closely describe as xylophone tones. I immediately was overwhelmed with fear, the tones which were a repetition of 8 notes, (I can still hum them) were coming from outside of my doorway. Thoughts started flooding to my head what was going on, what is it, am I hallucinating?! I was/am a smart girl and i pinched myself and said 'you are not hallucinated' you are definitely awake and this is real and happening. I didnt want to move let alone breath for the fear that whatever it was, was going to come and get me. I used to watch unsolved mysteries and so I was familiar with alien abduction so I thought it was probably aliens.
Well, what i did was just layed as still as I could and just listened, I couldn't fall back asleep for about 3 hours until I was absolutely exhausted and I finally just said Laur, close your eyes and just go to sleep.
I woke up the next morning to peace and quite and I raced to my mom and told her what happened and asked if anyone else had heard what I heard. She said I was probably just hallucinating because no one did. I was soooo mad! I was like no! I wasn't! I even pinched myself to makesure I wasn't lol and so somehow I ended up sleeping back in my room again, I must have been brave. But sure enough, at around the same time at night, the tones came again. Same 8 sounds, repeating. It was almost like a mermering through the air but what seemed like was coming from outside in the hallway. This night I just listened for about a half hour to a hour and just said to myself at that point that it wasnt going to get me, or harm me, so just go to sleep because it was a scary situation and I had absolutely exhausted my self the night before with all the thoughts and strategy I was doing. So I went to sleep, and woke up and didn't mention a thing to my mom about it because I wasn't about to be told I had just hallucinated again. And the experience never happened ever again after thouse two nights. I put it in the back of my mind growing up as just the 'a mystery of my life' and didn't really think about it until I read the book in college, 'The Things They Carried', where the author mentions a story about 7 soldiers that were on a listening mission in the jungle of Vietnam all heard these xylophone sounds. I defintely circled the page cuz it was the first time I had ever come across someone that may have experienced something similar to me.
I still to this day do not know exatly who or what it was, and what the purpose of it was. But I really would like to know. If anyone has any knowledge about who or what it was that I experienced and what the purpose of it was, I would appreciate it so much! Thank you.
When he was younger and got hurt, I followed Dr. Sears' view and always sympathized but now, even when he is in pain, he is usually met with my irritation when he's hurt b/c he didn't listen to me. For example, I tried to get him to nap today but it didn't work (I tried for 2 hours). I was exhausted as I had chaperoned his preschool to Chuck E Cheese this morning. He kept jumping on top of me on the bed though I told him not to. Next thing I know he somehow fell off the bed and did the silent cry (we have hardwood floors). I picked him up and then said angrily "How many times have I told you to be careful!" and rather than sympathizing with him, just lectured him. I'm getting sick of him not listening to me and getting hurt. On the other hand, I do want to be sympathetic. What is the best approach? I did say to him that I was sorry that he got hurt but I couldn't help sounding angry and irritated.
okay so this is my first time writing a college essay it may not be the best but please revise it and see what i can do to improve it.
btw my essay is about how my son changed my life :))
here it is:
The eyes of the angel looked straight at me, innocence indescribable. My heart lifted with emotions I’ve never experienced, a feeling that will last forever. It had been 3:20 Sunday morning; warmth filled my cheeks with every tear streaming down as I held him for the first time. The pain was unbearable but I managed to pull through for him, four hours of my life that turned all my dreams and goals around. Everything felt unreal; I knew my life would change forever. This angel sent from above will leave footprints behind me everywhere I go.
I never quite knew what people meant when they said a love for a child is unconditional, until now.
I looked at the red light outside the window, I kept hearing voices but the pain blocked out the sound, could this really be happening to me? I could hear the doctors and nurses talk but I did not listened to what they were saying, my mind was focused to the thought of being a new mother. Pulse racing, pressure rising up, hands shaking, feet curling, everything felt like a dream and there was no waking up. As the hours went by, my body grew exhausted, the nurse shouted out “Your almost there!” but I knew I wasn’t. The time passed by in a slow pace and I could not bear it.
Soon the pain was over and the time went by faster, after four hours it was over. Nine months of anticipation was over, my life will no longer be the same. Soon I was holding my own flesh and blood; this fragile human being was mine to look after. I no longer was I looking after my future but my son’s. Cradling him in my arms, my tears hit the sheets like a steady beat, meeting him for the first time I already loved him with a burning passion I would think only a mother would know. Through all the new experiences and feelings, I will watch my son grow and I will show him through my mistakes how to be the best person he can be.
I realized that overcoming the obstacle of being a mother at a young will be a challenge however, I am determined to be the best not only for me but for my angel. Through the nine months of waiting for him to arrive I learned how to grow up and mature. I learned how to learn from my mistakes, making me a stronger, better person. I know what it means to have unconditional for a child. Gazing into his eyes I knew he will follow me wherever I go, with his footprints that will follow behind me, I no longer will be alone.
I have pretty much always had a hard time sleeping but it is getting much worse with time. It has always taken me a long time to fall asleep (at least an hour or 2) but in the past few months I haven't been able to fall asleep before 2:30am... then 4:30... lately 6:30... last night I didn't sleep AT ALL. I lay there exhausted yet wide awake.
And I do not feel rested because I am not usually deeply asleep. I toss & turn, I get up to go to the bathroom... my whole night is interrupted many times over. I am 27 and otherwise in good health. I don't drink or smoke at all. I do have a restless mind, and I can't make my inside voice stop talking, I can't stop thinking at a million miles an hour.
During the day I feel extremely fatigued of course, and irritable.
I otherwise feel like I'm doing the right things: i.e. I don't watch tv before bed, I'll read a while, at least an hour, or until my eye lids get heavy. I don't drink coffee before bed (I actually rarely drink coffee, I'm a tea person, & when I do it's earlier in the day) so like I said hot tea every night, which is supposed to be soothing (& btw even when I wasn't drinking tea at night I would still get up to go to the bathroom, so I don't think that's a problem,) I listen to soothing cd's, like rain sounds... I don't know what else I could possibly do!!
This has affected me so much, because I can't concentrate, which affects school and work, I'm irritable and cranky which affects my relationship, and overall happiness... I'm thinking of taking sleeping pills, something I have avoided for years, but I can't take it anymore. Do you have any experiences with them? Which brand do you recommend? Which are not habit-forming - If that even exists?... would going to a sleep clinic help? Are there home remedies you KNOW work?
Any info will be greatly appreciated! Thanks!
Hey guys, thank you for your answers so far. Just a few more pieces of info. The tea I drink has no caffeine, and hot drinks are supposed to help. I can't drink milk though.
I do listen to the soothing music which has definitely helped but lately isn't cutting it anymore.
I hadn't heard about eating before bed, but wouldn't that just refuel you?
I hadn't heard about taking melatonin either but I guess that makes sense. I'm thinking of just going to a sleep clinic, but I'll keep that in mind, it sounds like a good idea.
Yes I am definitely stressed but I always am, it's become part of my personality. It sucks, but I can't help it. The music was supposed to distract me from my thoughts. I've tried meditating but I haven't really caught on. My reading is kind of my soothing moment before bed. I am guilty of using the internet late though. My sleep cycle is now all messed up to where I am not tired until late, so I go to sleep late.
The shower does help relax.
I'm not too bad about fat & salt in my diet, I don't drink caffeinated drinks AT ALL (NO soda EVER, only water & decaffeinated tea, and RARELY a small coffee) but I AM suspicious about my blood sugar levels... how would that affect my sleep?
Thanks for the last few answers too, they were great. Yeah I think it's stress, but I've never known how to get that under control. I'll try what you suggested though in the meantime because I can't afford going to the clinic yet. Another suspicion I had for my day-time extreme fatigue, lethargy, & energy crashes was that I could be diabetic, anemic, or hypoglycemic. Have to get that tested as well! Whenever I can afford to... Though it could all stem from my poor nights' sleep, because that for sure happens. And if I do take some kind of supplement I'll take the natural kind & start with half the dose because I also am very small. Arr I hope it works!
had my first son 3 months ago and ever since I just have been different. I found that I am overprotective of him I watch how everyone handles him, and the worst is when someone says I want to borrow him or take him out of town I literally lose it inside. Mostly this is from his grandparents as far as them wanting him to keep him already. My bf said well they are used to having all their grandchildren stay with them while the parents were out and about. I told him I am not the kind of person to just want to leave my child with anyone unless its neccessary like if I need a sitter and he most definitely wouldnt be leaving out of town with them unless the father and I accompany him. My mother use to drop me off all the time at my grandmoms even just for no reason and I hated it but grew very close to my gmom as I grew older..but now I am not close to my mother at all. my gmom basically raised me which is why I guess I feel so strongly about not having them watching him all the time unless neccessary. Its like i want my baby to myself I just want the father and I to be a family and Im not used to everyone coming out of nowhere and being involved in our lives 24/7...I have always been a private independent person.
Thats just how I feel as far as my comfort level. When they make these comments about keeping him i just laugh and smile and they laugh but I know they are serious. Maybe when hes a whole alot older or when I feel comfortable but defintely not now.
Every since i have given birth I just feel overwhelmed from day one with visitors and people wanting to constantly visit in the hospital at home. I had a emergency csection and let me tell you I didnt want to see anyone! I could barely walk to the bathroom..I end up having a longer recovery because I was constantly on my feet. I sufffered from the baby blues for a while and it wasnt because of the baby it was from everyone in my ear on top of handling the new responsibility of motherhood. Now with my family I told everyone I wanted 2 weeks to bond with my new baby then they can come visit but his family wanted to come over the next day when we came home from the hospital. I was in the hospital for 5 days and couldnt wait to bring him to have him to myself. They wanted me to bring him over to see him mind u i still had ankles and feet the size of an elephant hormones going crazy and felt like a truck ran over my belly.I told everyone I prefer they come and visit before and still now because they drive. its just exhausting I work full time my bf works 2 jobs why cant they visit us when its conveint? Why do I feel this way? Sometimes they call last minute and ask to come over and they are like blocks away. Then the advice its drives me crazy! I actually stopped visiting them with my child because I dont want to listen constantly about how they feel about what he has on or how we are doing this or that it really bothers me especially since I dont ask. My mother does the same thing but i can tell her how I feel. I just feel differently towards them.
How can I say hey I dont want him to stay out or spend the night or go out of town with you right now in a nice understanding way. Without sounding crazy which is how I feel. How long did you feel this way?
Prologue:
My life speckled black and white. The memories all faded to darkness. My years of being myself traveled down the depths of depression. Until I found you, the dream of my life. The one in my heart. You were always there. But with one last kiss still lingering on my lips, you were gone and Maybe time could rewind, maybe I could see what was to come, maybe I could still be the person I once was. The person who was human.
Chapter 1: Awakening
When I got home from school, I signed onto my favorite emo website, which I was addicted to. I had two new messages from one of my friends, Emmie. I clicked on the inbox link and read the messages out loud. One of the messages was an reply telling me about her favorite bands, Metro station and Bullet For My Valentine. I clicked on the second message and scanned through the words, I ran across the word vampire, so I started to read the entire thing again.
Tia, there’s something that I have to tell you that might freak you out. No I’m not a perv, LOL but this is seriously a secret I’ve kept from my family and everyone else. And I chose to tell you because, you are like my sister now, and I love you dearly. I’ve told you about my boyfriend Drake and my other friends, but I haven’t told you everything about me and them. I’m not mortal. Every bit of my blood is immortal. I’m not human, I’m a vampire and an half breed werewolf. I know this sounds funny, and you might not believe me, but I wanted to tell you this before we got any closer. And btw next Friday I’m going to be at my dads house in Wynne and might get to actually meet you. Tell me what you think okay. Love Emmikins
I didn’t know what to think, I didn’t believe in stuff like that. I didn’t believe in Anne Rice’s characters, so why would I believe in that crap? I signed off, exhausted from the school day, and checked my text messages. I had none, like always because I didn’t have many friends. Just people I called friends. Just thinking about Emmie made me smile. She was the only friend I had, and I was going to lose her because of what she believed she was. Or maybe she was immortal? Who was I to judge?
I signed back on immediately to the website and checked to see if she was still online. She was. I typed my reply. Being only three words, I Believe you. It took her exactly three minutes to reply, I was so nervous and a bit exited that I was keeping track of the minutes that passed by. We talked online for about four hours straight. She then had to take a shower and do her homework, but before she left, we both agreed next Friday, we would meet.
The week went by like passing scenery, on the day before we would meet. She told me things I should do, and not do. Stuff like moving around alot and breathing too heavily. Both of those caused scents to spread really fast and would make the meeting deadly. I promised I wouldn’t, knowing I probably would.
Being thoughtful Emmie invited the others to join us. There were about 12 more to see.
That night I went out and bought a new outfit. I didn’t want look all geeky and have lack of style in front of the girl who was all stylish and awesome. Since the next day, would be the first day of summer and it was already hot. I bought a cute black tee, and just some plain, dark denim jeans. I did look a bit good, but I wasn’t beautiful. I couldn't wait for the next day. It was like the first day of school all over again. I lied to my parents, telling them I’d be at a sleepover. They failed to realize I’d be spending a night with a house full of vampires and shapeshifters. As funny as it seems, I wasn’t crossing my fingers for good luck, I was checking each minute to see if I looked okay.
Emmie and her dad picked me up at my house. My parents were already gone to a cookout so I didn’t have to worry about them staring at Emmies fangs and asking how’d I met these people. Did I mention I’m black. So you would imagine why I felt so happy that they were gone. Because some black folks don’t just believe someone when they say their a vampire.
Emmie was beautiful in person. She had emo styled black hair, had beautiful coal eyes with a hint of brown, was about 113 pounds and looked very tiny and cute. She dressed like an emo, but she said she wasn’t emo at all. Her voice was girly, but lovely to listen to. It was like listening to bells or someone singing a sweet tune. Her dad reminded me of someone from a movie. He was a cool dad. He was also cute, but lets not go into the descriptive details. He had to work, so Emmie and I were going to have the house to ourselves, until the others arrived.
Emmie was everything I always wanted for a friend. Everything about her I adored. She said I had a very tempting scent and that it was really good. When we made it to her house, which was a two story Victorian. We took my bags to her room. Her room was vintage styled. Everything came from at least the 18th century. Everything belonged to her great great great
I wrote this because I was bored, I don't know if this is supposed to be a chapter, or a book I was just super bored so I wrote it. Don't expect it to be great, I just had nothing better to do.
Just tell me if you like it.
Keep in mind that I'm only eleven, so don't have high expectations.
The Book Report
Mr.Ronson’s fingers drummed on his desk.
“Why couldn’t you hand in your book report this time, Meredith?”
Listen, I know it sounds like I don’t care about my homework. I just don’t have time for it. Or interest in it.
You see, yesterday, as soon as I came home, I got a small snack, and planned to do my homework, like I always do.
But as I pulled out my math book, I realized it was a Tuesday and it was 4:30.
That meant that America’s Next Top Model was on.
I mean, I’m not usually distracted, but America’s Next Top Model was addictive.
But the TV show was almost calling my name. It was saying “Meredith, Meredith, come watch me!” I mean I didn’t want to watch TV, but you know how tricky TV’s can be.
And anyways, you learn many valuable skills by watching it.
Like how to do a nice posture, which one day will count as a grade in school.
And they’re always modeling in different places, which shows us how to get used to different environments.
Those skills and so many others are why watching that show will help fourteen-year-old girls in school.
But Mr.Ronson would probably fail to see those important skills.
And at 5:30, Miley Cyrus was posting a new blog about her tour, which I couldn’t miss.
That is also a skill Mr.Ronson fails to see.
Hello, I was reading her blog. Reading.
And he always tells us to be alert of the world, to watch the news, to read the paper- why not read the blog?
I mean, being informed about Miley Cyrus is much more important than doing a book report on Shakespeare’s Romeo and Juliet. Isn’t it?
But of course, Mr.Ronson would probably fail to see how important this skill was, too.
And at 6:00 was dinnertime. Mr.Ronson has to see dinnertime skills. You talk to family, bond, and have great laughs about my brothers D’s in school. Okay, this is just me, but family bonding was important. I mean I have to be with family, because my family is only home together for dinner five days a week.
At 7:00, I realized that morning I got my new copy of Bop the hottest magazine around. And again, I didn’t want to read it, but that was calling me, too. And of course, Mr.Ronson fails to see how important it is to read about Nick and Miley’s hook-up. After I was informed about the celebrity world around 8:30, I was so tired. I had a long, stressful day, and I was exhausted.
And Mr.Ronson Always says I should get a good night sleep. So I did.
There might be some mistakes because I'm not finished editing it.
Chapter One: On the way
I looked out the window in silence. I felt the pressure building in my ears- feeling so strong that I thought I were to go deaf. I ignored the pain... thinking about how my starting line of this life would be like. I looked over at the girl next to me. She was dark blond, and kind of tan. I think she had light brown eyes- but I couldn't tell right away. She was facing forward.
"Drink? Honey roasted peanuts?"
I stared out the window again. The stars were beginning to come out.
"Miss?"
"Oh, what?"
"Would you like a drink? ...Or honey roasted peanuts?"
"...Oh. Sure."
"Water, orange juice, Pepsi, coke, or sprite?"
"I guess I'll go with the orange juice." I smiled. I wasn't in the mood for fizz.
I grasped the cup and took the bag of peanuts. I sipped the orange juice- brain freeze. This juice must have been in the cooler for a long time now. The ice wasn't helping. I went to open the bag of peanuts and my arm hit the girl next to me. A few drops of sprite bursted out from the cup and jumped onto her sweatshirt.
"Oh my gosh, I'm- I'm sorry-" I stuttered "-I'm slightly uncoordinated I-"
She interrupted.
"It's fine. Really! I have plenty of napkins, I'll fix the spill in no time..."
"Oh. Okay."
"I hope you don't mind me asking- are you going to Kant's Board of Academic's too?"
"Yes... I am. You are?"
"Yeah! Awesome, I already know someone!"
"How'd you guess that I was going there?" I was confused- was I really that predictable?
"Simple. You have a pencil with KBA letters on it. You were doodling with it."
"Oh. That explains things."
"Yupp! I'm not a stalker!" She chuckled.
"Yeah, I- I know."
"Yes. So... what's your name? I'm Alexandra."
"Pleasure, Alexandra. I'm Brenna."
"Nice to meet you, too! Brenna. Call me Alex... or Ali! Are you irish?"
"Barely."
"Oh. I see... are you excited for this year at KBA? I love it there!"
"What? You asked me if I was going too- you said you already know someone..."
"Yes. None of my friends are in my classes. This year's schedule is totally different then last year. Sophomore year will be impossible! I'm taking AP this year- I might die."
"Oh. AP? I'm in Calculus... I guess that's not a class I'll have with you..."
"Oh, you must love math. You're a sophomore too. I wonder why sophmore's in KBA can take classes like Calculus so early. I'm not taking that early though."
"I guess you could say that." I didn't say anything about the other part she spoke about.
"Where are you from?"
"Clearwater Beach in Florida. We live in a condo."
"Cool! Do you go to Busch Gardens a lot? Or maybe Disney World?"
"No. Not really... I went to Busch Gardens twice... and I went to Disney three times."
"Oh, wow. It's cool that it's not too far. Isn't that a vacation place though?"
"As I said... we live in a condo. My mom works as a lobbyist in a hotel."
"Awesome! That's a cool job! Which hotel?"
Alexandra was very curious- she seemed like a nice girl. Too much questions for me.
"Shepard's beach resort."
"I've never heard of it."
"Oh."
Maybe my simple 'oh' would end her conversation. I was a little tired.
"So what's your middle name, Brenna?"
"Raychelle."
"Brenna Raychelle... That's pretty! My middle name is Louise- Alexandra Louise! You like?" She asked me with big, shining eyes.
"Yes. It sounds nice."
"Well, my name was going to be Alyssa Katrina... but my dad didn't like it. So, his choice was Kendra Ray... because he always liked the name Rachel, but my mom hated that name so he tried shortening it. My mom was going to settle for Alyssa Kendra or Alyssa Ray but my dad wanted Kendra to be my first name. My mom still wanted my name to begin with an 'a' though. So they both came up with Alexandra and the nurse's name was Louise. My dad liked the name and suggested it so that's how-"
That's when I stopped listening. Ali talked a lot- I really wanted to rest. I still had an hour left one the plane. Ali kept rambling on and on... I couldn't listen to this anymore. I had to block her out somehow... this wasn't working as much as I hoped though.
"Then they were hesitating if they should go with Alicia when the name came to mind because they liked the meaning of Alicia better then the meaning of Alexandra. Alexandra meant-"
I interrupted her.
"Ali, I'm exhausted... and my mom made me promise I'd get some sleep on the plane. I love hearing stories as much as the next person but it's getting kind of late, I suppose... maybe you can consider telling your story later...?"
"Oh. I'm sorry. You can rest... but it's not that late."
"Yeah... but Florida is so far from Oregon... I had to get up so early... this two flight thing is killing me..."
"Oh, yeah! Florida is really far. Like, since I live in Wyoming, it's not so bad because the flight is only a few hours so when I woke up this morning-"
"Alex. Please... I real
ly need to sleep."
"Oh, okay. Maybe I'll sleep too..."
She was lying about the sleeping. At least she'd maybe stop talking for five minutes. She's someone I need to talk to when I need to stay awake or if I feel like socializing for hours. I'll need to get her number so we can maybe hang out... I'll never be able to see a movie with her though. She can't sit still in a movie without talking for two hours and watching something. At least on the long plane ride, she can talk and she can do other things... she might not make it in a movie. The third seat in this row was empty... I was wondering who she'd talk to.
I slowly pushed back until my head reached the seat. I closed my eyes for some peace.
That's when I heard Ali talking about school with another girl and a boy. I overheard her... her roommate the girl she was talking to. The girl's name was Melanie, and their room number was 114 Limbust Hall. That wasn't my room. I guess my roommate would be a surprise. there is more =(
oh... okay. well i just turned fifteen so... okay. at least i have honest opinions. how so? what needs work? am i just a bad writer? because then i could just give up writing or start a new story?
I Was Wonder What If My Story So Far Is Ok
I was squished in the back seat between Holly and the suitcases that were pouring out the boot. Holly and Mum were asleep when we pulled up to our new home. It was massive, with a big front garden with neatly cut grass. The steps leading up to the front door were painted white and the door it self was almost completely transparent with different colours of glass. When our car pulled up into the drive, dad turned smiled at me and I smiled back . We got out the car and I took dad’s hand as we walked up to the glass door. When I walked inside I looked to my left and found a big dull room. I let go of dad’s hand as I walked into the room which would soon be our living room. There was a fireplace and a bookcase sitting in the corner collecting dust. I walked over to the window and saw mum and Holly walking out the car, there was an exciting sound buzzing form them, that stopped when they entered the house. Dad was walking around the kitchen inspecting it and mum joined him. Holly walked in, let out a sigh and sat down at my feet. I looked down at her and she had red blotchy eyes. It was obvious that she had been crying. Holly was my older care free sister but people never believed we were related. She had piercing blue eyes and bleach blond hair which was normally tied up in a high pony tail. In our old school she was insanely popular which caused our parents to worry about her. I wasn’t anything like her. No one ever had to worry about me for I was never popular and doubt I’ll ever be. I was top of the class in almost ever subject but that wasn’t a good thing either. Jessie Butler was the class bully and lucky me got to sit beside her in English. It was a living hell having to sit there beside her but now I was out of her reach I was free.
Holly was still sitting at my feet so I drabbed her hands and pulled her up. “Where are we going?” She wined as I led her up the stairs. ”We’re going to pick our bedrooms,” I replied with a smile. Holly ran up the stairs in front of me while I turned to face mum and dad who were . I raced up the stairs after her and she was peering in all the rooms to find the biggest. Upstairs there were 5 rooms. One bathroom and four rooms. I followed Holly until she found a room. It was the biggest room with a built-in wardrobe and she seemed happy looking around . I left her and went looking for my own room. The room two doors down from Holly was the one I decided upon , it was had it’s own bathroom and a view of the entire street. Mum walked in when I was looking out the window she came and stood beside me. I looked up at her and I could tell she wasn’t to pleased about the décor of the house. She looked down at me and kissed my forehead before leaving. When our rooms had be chosen we all helped get the suitcases out the car. We didn’t take a lot of things with us on the plane as the rest of our stuff was being flown over tomorrow. I carried me purple suitcase up to my room lay it on the floor, when I opened it a picture of my best friend fell out. I had met Kirsten we were in nursery and we had stayed friends ever since then. The picture was taken at my leaving party. I started to unpack my clothes and put them in the wardrobe. Wedged between my clothes was my laptop. I took it out and put it on to listen to some music. It didn’t take me long to unpack as I didn’t have a lot of things. It already dark outside and I was exhausted. Bed was what I needed.
I have another part aswel but not sure if i should post it as a qu? :S lol thanks for the comments x
This is the part i changed.
I raced up the stairs after her and she was peering in all the rooms to find the biggest. Upstairs there were 5 rooms. One bathroom and four rooms. I followed Holly until she found a room. It was the biggest room with a built-in wardrobe and she seemed happy looking around . I left her and went looking for my own room. The room two doors down from Holly was the one I decided upon , it was had it’s own bathroom and a view of the entire street the walls were a dark green which kinda made me feel ill. Mum walked in when I was looking out the window she came and stood beside me. “ Well it certainly has a nice view. I’m not to sure about the colour…” I looked up and smiled sadly. “Purple would look nice in here,” I replied then she kissed my forehead and left.
It sounds like metal so i thought it could be exhaust rattle, though when i jacked up my car the exhaust seemes pretty secure. I got somebody else to turn off the ignition while i was near the exhaust listening and watching and the exhaust did shake a bit with the rest of the car but it sounds like the sound it comming from inside the shell of the car even though i have checked in any empty areas theres nothing there.
Any ideas?
Ever since I was a child, the easiest way for me to fall asleep is to lay on my side and rock from side to side. It also helps to do this while listening to my iPod. I know it sounds weird but this is the easiest way for me to sleep! I've been doing this for as long as I can remember. It's like instinct for me. My mom claims that I did the same thing in the womb :S
Don't get me wrong, I can fall asleep my just laying still, like when I'm sleeping at a friends house, it just takes me like 4 hours longer.
The rocking back and forth with the iPod method works for me in too ways:
1. The rocking exhausts me until I am to tired to move and I just turn off the iPod and fall asleep within 30 seconds.
2. I fall asleep rocking back and forth and wake up with my iPod still on.
Anyways....is this normal?
At 22, I'm still very very young. I feel like I'm in between b/c I'm not this adult (or the kind of adult i'm striving to be) yet I've been told I'm 'mature" for my age so it's not like I'm on the same wavelenght w. everyone my age. There was this moment were (for once), everything made sense: life is too short. I'm at the best phase in my life right now (as ppl say). People look at it as, "hey time to get wasted before my resistance goes down" and I look at it as: "explore, be single, and workout, take good care of your body and be super hot (yet classy) before it all disappears. B/c life's too short I learned:
- to weed out people in my life. Sounds harsh but all tthe friendships i've had w. girls have EXHAUSTED me. My sister notices everytime I come home fr. a get-together, there's always some sort of lingering negativity. I also have friends who are only friends to me when they need someone to listen to their problems...sucks but I had to weed them out to. The best part about it: I'm at peace and I actually don't feel bad, as I should.
- Keep a positive group around you: i'm a family girl and though most of them are out of state, I make it a point to talk to them, send little texts or emails. I love them and I can never get enough of them
- Stay away from the limelight: B/c of the weeding out, I officially don't have friends. I only have one TRUE friend (which is all I ever need) but I don't have a group of party folks anymore (not that I ever did). It's refreshing to stay away fr the crowd or knowing what's to know.
- people aren't always who they appear to be, so first impressions are either a perfect piece of judgement or a total miscalculation
- be judgemental: i've always been TOO nice and it's gotten me burned. I've learned to judge based on how their verbal/non verbal behavior...and most importantly
- USE YOUR INSTINCT: I've always somehow ignored it and passed me by. I'm a clueless girl at times and now that I'm in tune w it, i'll just KNOW while an event is happening if something is bad or good...or just "up"
- Be spirutual: i grew up in a liberal Catholics family but I don't want to be considered "religious" b/c then there's rules and restrictions for everything (my personal viewpt). I have been praying alot and concetrating on a relationship w. God and I'm happier?
What were lessons you've learned? Any good advice?
I went off this horrible antidepressant (Effexor XR). It made me a zombie and caused me to lose my night vision. I was exhausted but couldn't sleep at night and was angry all the time. I lost my memory to the point where I couldn't remember words or names. Names of family!
So I went off the Effexor wrongly (abruptly and went through horrible withdrawal) and was so depressed but no matter how bad it got I was not going to go back on ANY prescription drugs and get in the same catch 22. Well, my ADD/HD friend who happens to be on a prescription drug that acts like speed (Aderol or something) kept telling me to go back on the medication. I kept telling her I'm not going to! I would recite the aforementioned reasons as to why. I would also repeat I'm going to follow a plan of no more antidepressants for a year and if in a year I'm still that badly off, I'll take them. I would talk to her once a month...maybe every 2 weeks but granted I probably sounded like a trainwreck every time.
SO to make a long story short she stops returning calls and then 6 months later she has the gall to say that because I wasn't taking HER suggestion that she just couldn't be friends anymore. At a time when I most needed friends! I think she's got an awful lot of self righteousness to do and say such a thing. After all, I was willing to remain her friend DESPITE my belief about prescription drugs and the fact that she was on them! I didn't tell her every time she was whining..go off your medication! It's not like I was on the phone with her every night talking about it either! I just can't understand a 50 something year old holding such an immature and ridiculous view. That view being, "If your not going to listen to me and go on prescription drugs then I'm not going to talk to you."
I'm quite bored. My husband's best friend lives across the street, so he's over there quite often. Our daughter is only 6 days old, so I don't feel comfortable taking her outside of my clean house.
I've almost exhausted the possibilities of things to do while she's sleeping. (Which is sooo much) lol
When I was this bored yesterday I decided to use the breast pump I rented from WIC and I pumped my boobs until they didn't hurt anymore. lol
I just got done pumping and I'm bored again.
I got the sound to work on my computer without having to use headphones. Even though my daughter is sleeping right now, should I pick her up, turn the music up, and dance with her? lol
I'm bored and I figured I'd do something to help my uterus shrink back down. If waking her up isn't a good idea, then someone please suggest something.
*I live with my in-laws, so this house is ALWAYS clean! lol
Help... bored to tears!
*p.s. she'll most likely go back to sleep if I pick her up, but the music might keep her a little awake. (I listen to pop music, stuff that's number one hits. nothing hardcore)
I was telling my psychologist about my home life, and she told me it sounds like they generally don't care about me.
I have an older brother (19) who's very sick (depressed for years, been in a mental home, etc) which I think is the main reason their attention isn't focused on me.
But, I'm told I'm failing school, they generally don't care. I get weeks and weeks of detention everyday and they don't care. I skip school they don't care. I run away they don't care. I don't come home for days at a time and they don't care. I cry and beg to be taken to the emergency room, and they tell me to stop being dramatic and they go back to sleep. I remember once I told mum I wanted to kill myself because of my illnesses (mental stuff) and she IGNORED me.
I'm not a bad kid, really, I don't drink or party or have sex or do drugs. I'm a smart girl, despite my grades because I have so many absences.
When I skip class it's because I'm too anxious or exhausted to go, not because I can't be bothered
When it's night and I talk to mum about my day she tells me shut up and go upstairs because she doesn't care. She does it in a joking way, but I can tell she really doesn't want to listen.
The pychologist told me I do a lot of this stuff sub-conciously for attention, how do I actually get my parents attention?
I mean, even when I do good stuff, like win writing competitions or do really well on a test, they care for about 10 seconds then that's it. Never heard of again.
What do I do? How come they just don't care??
Thanks V that's really good advice.
But, I have confrunted my mother about this and she will either say nothing, like just look away. Or she will say something like, "i don't want to talk about this."
It's not just recently by the way, it's been 4 or 5 years.
I'm 15 by the way and in 10th grade, but don't just judge me on my age.
I've been diagnosed with a few mental illnesses (anxiety disorder, OCD, depression to be specific) and I used to see a therapist more almost a year last year but mum made me stop seeing her because she said it was a waste of money if it was just someone to talk to. She didn't help very much anyway.
I am about to buy a 2010 Chevy Camaro V8. I want a real aggresive exhaust but not to powerful. I want it to sound like a true american muscle car, not some POS ricer. Any ideas, I listened to dynomax soundbits and I like the Glasspack and 2 chamber welded sounds. Basically in that range.
if u ever listen to an infiniti drive by u im sure u can hear the nice sound it makes i was wondering is that the engine or some kind of exhaust it has? thanks
Barely
I
Barely a furlong away
A Zephyr’s breath a whisper
You sleep like a cat curled content
Dreaming dreams that only a feline dreams
Hush it is a secret
And I a furlong away
Downwind alone in an unfamiliar room
Exhausted, awake and missing a touch
A hand a hug a desire
So sweet
Hush it is a secret.
The half moon says it is half past two of the clock
But I hear no bell
I do not think I will sleep tonight
When Aurora blushes the morning sky I think that I will stay in bed all day
And watch amorphous shadows transit the walls.
I listen to music to soothe myself,
Cradle myself in a lullaby of sound
And yearn, mourn grieve, scream, cry, die.
I do not love you, hush, hush it is a secret
I crawl back into my bed small frightened alone and cannot sleep.
I have buried myself deep.
II
Living is hard
Reliving is worse.
I remember the pain or a child forced
A child fondled groped
And four in the backseat of a car taking turns
And fifty more the same.
A walking, talking sex machine
A vessel a receptacle for male pleasure and
Their
Filth, still contaminates me.
Hush, hush it is a dirty little secret
I do not love you.
I remember at 10
Strapping my breasts with a bandage out of shame to be
An androgynous, asexual thing.
And the fear and shame that a period brings
The kind family doctor
Who spoke of me as a fat menstruating girl
Kindly sending me to a psychiatrist at thirteen.
Hush, hush it is a shameful secret.
It is not fair of me to burden you with my pain.
Pain is contagious and I am a carrier.
Do you curse me under your breath?
You cannot help me
You have your own pain to bear.
And mourn and let go
And heal.
Do I frighten you with mine?
Hush, hush it is your secret.
I cannot love you.
III
I do not have a home
A place where I can go
And sit and say
I’m glad that’s over
And relax
And let go
Let’s go
Let it all go.
I cannot love anyone.
IV
I can hear the water birds calling for their mate
Like you call for yours
And I mine.
Whoever they may be.
Or are they leaving because winter is here
And their children are gone and forgotten long summer since.
Do they mate for life like the wolf?
Like marriage is supposed to be.
What on earth was God thinking when he created lust?
Why did He create in us a desire that enslaves us with a need
For that thing that the poets and priests call Love?
Hush, hush it is a heavenly secret.
V
I have buried myself so deep I do not know who I am anymore but
I remember the feel of a steel-capped boot in my face and
My eyes swelling shut.
The crunching of bones as my body hit the wall the
Blood on my face and the
Gun to my head the bruising that kept me from sleep
And the release of the gush of bright red blood
As the artery was severed and my family shutting
The door in my face and walking naked
Out into the cold with nothing
But red socks and blanket with nowhere to go.
With only the scars on my arms to remind me
Hush, hush it is a family secret.
VI
I have never felt such darkness
One cannot love me or give me promise of the thing so why do I mourn
For something I know nothing of.
Forgive me.
You held me like my father did
But he is dead and in out last embrace
Rigor had already claimed him.
But you were warm and vibrant and alive and I
Could actually feel.
Something.
I stood near your door I was going to say I’m sorry
But too late I think so I walked three miles and it
Rained and rained
My shoe broke and I ached all over next day.
You do not look at me and if by chance
Our paths should meet
I wonder what you see
Would you like to exorcise me?
Do you hate, despise, detest me?
I cannot love;
Are you cold a frozen like Daddy?
Hush, hush
It is a secret
Between you and me.
Rowena Sweeney
I don't know where to publish it. I just wanted to share. It just came out at 2 in the morning - a catharsis, I think it is called. Share it with anyone - that is what I think it is for. Thankyou for reading it
I must add, that although I use my father as a motif, he was never abusive to me -he really is dead though, the poem is not about incest.
Oringinally I was looking into flowmaster super 44 muffler, but to be honest I don't know much about aftermarket exhaust systems. Does longer tubes and bigger pipes make it louder? Does the design (x-pipe, H-pipe, etc.) effect noise? Would it be just as loud if I just don't put a flowmaster muffler at all and just leave it straight pipes (if that's what it's called...)?
Performance is not an issue for me, neither is interior noise. Originally I just wanted to "amplify" the sound without changing the sound, but after listening to some clips of the super 44's, that deep growl just sounds so bad ***. So basically I'm asking how to properly make my 1968 GTO loud as well as give me an understanding of the different pipe designs/sizes and how they affect noise/performance. Thank you for all your help.
(BTW if you're wondering my GTO currently has turbo exhausts on it to make it quiet [the previous owner did that] and also the car has headers. Engine specs: 400 cu. inch bored 30 over with edelbrock performance intake manifold and carb
Oringinally I was looking into flowmaster super 44 muffler, but to be honest I don't know much about aftermarket exhaust systems. Does longer tubes and bigger pipes make it louder? Does the design (x-pipe, H-pipe, etc.) effect noise? Would it be just as loud if I just don't put a flowmaster muffler at all and just leave it straight pipes (if that's what it's called...)?
Performance is not an issue for me, neither is interior noise. Originally I just wanted to "amplify" the sound without changing the sound, but after listening to some clips of the super 44's, that deep growl just sounds so bad ass. So basically I'm asking how to properly make my 1968 GTO loud as well as give me an understanding of the different pipe designs/sizes and how they affect noise/performance. Thank you for all your help.
(BTW if you're wondering my GTO currently has turbo exhausts on it to make it quiet [the previous owner did that] and also the car has headers. Engine specs: 400 cu. inch bored 30 over with edelbrock performance intake manifold and carb)
i got water in the gas a while back and it ran like crap i had to replace the plugs and wires and fuel filter and a couple coils. now it runs and has the power to go which it did'nt back then but now im hearing this sound beside or inside my cataylic converter its shaking and my exhaust tips are shaking also. i first start my car up the motor shakes and vibrates and makes a ticking sound but it goes way i think thats the oil to lifters. but it seems like it still dont have that good acceleration like it used to and wats cause the vibration on the exhaust and motor and help is appreciated. Thanx for listening
What is the "Say," in "Say, have you seen my prize goat?" in the last line in the paragraph below?:
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He sat down on the ground, exhausted. Suddenly, he saw a goat running at him, full speed. He leaped up, and it brushed past him, and fell in the hole. He listened, but there was no sound.
He sat down again. A few minutes later, a farmer came walking up. The man asked him, "How deep is this hole?" The farmer said, "Oh. Thats the bottomless pit. It never ends. Say, have you seen my prize goat?"
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Although I assumed it's the same as "by the way", I'm not really sure.
What would you think?
Can anyone answer please?
Thank you.
Thanks all for the help! :)
Ok, I asked a similar question yesterday, but didn't really receive any informational answers. I know a doctor is the best person to give this, but I want to see if anyone can relate. I'm 14, and have GAD (generalized anxiety disorder), but right now I'm doing okay. A week ago, it was really bad since I was on my period and everything, but it's okay now except for the normal occasional worried thoughts, and of course, my thoughts about this. I have this pressure-y type feeling in my chest that is near-constant for the past few days. It feels kind of like an exhausted-burny feeling, but the burny feeling is very slight. It feels like I just ran or something. Sometimes, there will be a sharper but still mild, stab of pressure, and it could be in the center of my chest, or to the right or left, but the sharp feeling only lasts a second, then fades into the exhausted feeling, and is pretty occasional. I'm in good health (as far as I know) and have a blood pressure of 107/69 or less usually. I'm not overweight 5'0 and 90lbs) either, and when I listen to my pulse, it sounds normal. One or two months ago I went to the doctor and they listened to my heart and it was fine sounding. What could this be? Please help!
i have needed help. i am a girl, 15, now a sophomore. i am very unhappy with who i am. my self esteem is at an all time low, along with my confidence. i hate everything about my body. my face, hair, everything is all so wrong. and i am sick of being made fun of for it. i try to change it, but i cant. people make me feel like i was born the wrong way. i guess my insecurities read all over me, because people always use it against me. i have very poor social skills, i have trouble just talking to people. i dont have anyone to turn to. i dont have any friends anymore. And my family does not want anything to do with me. But i couldnt talk to them either way. All they do is fight, and it kills me inside. because i do care about them. at school, usually no one talks to me, i try to make small talk but i humiliate myself. when im not at school, im just sitting at home in my room. it gets to be very depressing. when i do go out and try to have fun, for some reason i always feel miserable and want to go back to my room. inside of me, i am usually always depressed. and i always have the feeling of emptiness. i am a skinny person, but i cannot control my weight any longer. one week i will have no appetite, and the next i cannot stop eating. its very weird. i used to have an eating disorder. but i have gotten over that. when it comes to boys, i wish to have a boyfriend. but all the rejection has led to me giving up. i try to keep my standards lower, but i always get rejected. i lost that "sexual drive", you could say. that i used to have. so relationships really dont mean anything anymore. so recently ive been trying to think of ways to take out all the depression, anger, fury. i have let my life turn into a worthless hole. its empty, nothing to live for. i used to have interest in many things. like guitar, cheerleading, track, shopping, all that stuff. but i ended up losing complete interest in everything i liked before. same goes for movies, tv shows, etc... i dont know if i should turn to cutting, because i know it's just harming yourself. but suicide, i find myself thinking about it all the time actually. i always say, what is my motive to stay alive? im only young, why am i giving up now? who would care if i did die? is there someone whose life is depending on me? but i can never think of answers. i can never make up my mind on anything, decisions have become very hard to make. i have a complete loss of energy. i used to be pumped and could run miles, and never want to stop. but now i try to run half a mile and i am exhausted. i have withdrawn from society actually. at school, all the other people definitely intimidate me. i always say why cant i be like her...or her? what can i do to my life so i will have one just like them? i dont smile all that much. my smile is hideous, but i try to give myself reasons to smile. because i know so many other people have things going worse for them. and i sympathize them much more. it is my fault i let my life take a hard left, im the one who is just dwelling on my own self pity. i want to pick my life up. but then i say, if i have a chance to change my life, why am i always so depressed? why is death always on my mind? i think so lowly of myself. i try telling myself im good enough in the mirror, but i always start tearing up, and i dont know why? i thought about moving to drinking and drugs, but i know that is a dumb decision. i feel like i have no one to talk to, no one to turn to. everytime i attempt to tell someone my problems, i jumble up my words, my mind goes blank, and i start crying. its horrible. i want help, but i can never get the words out of my own mouth. i can only really write out my problems. but that's only sometimes. so, i cant call myself the low of the low. because there is one thing i am good at it. and that's school,i have had my 4.0 GPA going strong. i have no special skills, but school is one thing that comes easy to me. i am very analytical about everything. i always consider the second option. as a kid i used to always be depressed. i was diagnosed with severe depression when i was 5, but no one really did anything about it. i dont remember much growing up, but i always find myself as introverted, very reserved. people must take it for arrogance. but its not.. i swear. i feel like im not good enough to anything. i have to be an internet lurker, because i feel like my opinions mean nothing. so i keep them to myself. this may sound weird, but i dont know how to have fun. i try many things, but nothing seems to bring the "fun". so yeah. basically this is about all my problems. idk if i am serious depressed or something, & i need someone to talk to that will actually listen. so any help is appreciated.
if your going to comment saying rude things, dont bother. i just let out all my feelings for like the first time ever, and sarcasm is not appreciated. i just ask for help, advice, anything. please? i don;t want to do anything stupid to myself, but if my
I've been dating my boyfriend for over a year. I do everything I can for him, I cook and clean, I help him with his assignments when I am exhausted, I have put myself out to be kind to his friends.
He has this one friend, who has been trying to destroy our relationship since I met him. I noticed when he started making little comments behind my boyfriends back. If I buy my boyfriend a present, his friend will say something nasty about it, If I take a photo of my boyfriend, his friend will say its horrible. There is alot more but I don't want to bore you. I have tried EVERYTHING to be nice to this guy, I have invited him to stay at our house in our lovely spare room. I have cooked for him, I spent New Year with him and my boyfriend (Which he ruined) I invited him to our house on several occasions. It seems that everytime I am nice to him he gets more nasty.
My boyfriend has shouted at me in the past and continues to do so when I mention that his friend doesnt seem to like me. He has called me names and banged his fists on the table, he says I am nasty and grumpy and that I hate his friends.
Last night his friend came over, and while my boyfriend was in the bedroom his friend overheard me muttering to myself in the living room (He was in the hallway) I said something stupid. I said "I don't look so nice anymore" I was talking about an old photo someone sent to me and didnt even know he was listening. He started laughing really loudly in a very fake way. I was a bit surprised to hear him laughing and realized he was laughing AT ME. he kept doing it for a while until my bf came from the room and heard him. My bf started to laugh too and asked why. His friend started acting (He is an actor btw) saying "oh sorry! oh.. i just cant help it, she said something funny" I got really upset.. because this was the last thing I can stand. To be laughed at in my own house. I asked them politely if they would please leave and stop laughing at me, because I dont appreciate it.
His friend said, "I wasnt laughing AT you, you're my friend and it was a funny joke, I guess you are too sensitive"
My boyfriend went mad, he started shouting at me infront of his friend. He said I am nasty and that I need to be taught a lesson and that I hurt his friends feelings. I know it was all an act infront of my boyfriend. He wanted my bf to get angry at me. It sounds sick but its the type of thing he would do.
I cant take it anymore, I wish my bf would believe me, or that his friend would get caught out, but no one else was around to hear him laughing at me or being fake. My boyfriend thinks I control him and that I am mean to his friends and too sensitive. I think this comes from his friend.. I am not too sensitive, when someone is laughing in my face when I am clearly upset I think it is justified to feel upset. He keeps putting ideas into my bf's head.
I slept in the spare room last night, I emailed my boyfriend to tell him how I feel and he doesnt bother to reply. I feel exhausted and heartbroken, I am moving out but I just wish there was something I could do. I can't handle being treated like a doormat and humiliated. The sad thing is that my bf truly thinks his friend is being kind to me and that I am just mean and nasty. I am not the kind of person to be mean or nasty without reason. Either way, I don't think his friend should interfere. My bf said I deserve to be laughed at for saying stupid things. This might be the case but I don't think its any of his friends business? :( Please help me someone.
When waiting at traffic lights or in a jam etc the car starts to shudder and feel like its going to stall, if you listen to the engine and the exhaust, it kinda sounds like the cars breathing (only way to describe it!) but it really does feel like its going to stall. Any ideas anyone?
I have a 03 5-speed Dodge Neon. The last couple of weeks I have noticed that once I get up to third gear some where around 35 mph my car gets really loud. I am not really sure where it's coming from. I have tried to really listen but it's so loud it sounds like it's coming from every where. I was thinking it might be the exhaust but thought it would be loud all the time if it was that. It's quiet when I am going less than 30 mph. However, once I exceed that the noise starts and becomes very loud. It sort of sounds like I'm crossing over a bridge or about to take off like a plane.
Does anyone have any ideas what is wrong with my car?
i am wondering because i was on the magnaflow website listening to the sound previews of the exhaust systems for subaru impreza wrx models, but there is no sound preview for a normal impreza. so i am wondering if a normal impreza would sound the same as a wrx?
Ok so the problem is, when im idling at a light the sound cannot be hear, but once i start the clutch release to giving gas, i can hear this fluttering sound but the sound stands out alot while driving between stationary cars that sound is slightly different, it sounds like the fluttering i said before, but added on it sounds to me as a shit ton of air coming out of the exhaust, but when I took it to my mechanic, he ran an exhaust smoke test to test for leaks and there were none at all, took my friends dad for a ride to let him listen and he said its possible a valve problem or timing chain or belt, my car is a 2002 ws6 trans am... any idea what this sound may be?
Couple years ago when I had health insurance the doctor ended up telling me I had an enlarge goiter from the ultra sound and problems with my thyroid. My thyroid doesn't stick out huge where u can notice it but myself and close ones can if it's acting up barely sticks out. Well for the last couple of years I haven't had insurance so I haven't been able to afford to go to the doctor. I don't know if I have issues or what's going on with the thyroid. Any how I'm wondering if any body who has issues can verify that it's indeed my thyroid. I'm constantly exhausted I don't feel like doing anything. I work a 9-6 office job where I sit all day n it wears me out. Everyday I come home n just feel like laying in bed. I'm always hungrey. My hands tremble. Mood swings like crazy. Constipation. Diegestive problems. Ringing in my ears. Achy bones. Just blah all around. Now my big question is my throat. You know how you feel when you are getting a small cold and your throat feels misty not scratchy but a level of it. Just feels like it will feel if u had mucus stuck. Of course I don't but I'm just trying to give an u an idea any how do u think that is from my thyroid. Thanks for listening byes
I just back from serving in Iraq about 10 days ago and ever since I've gotten back I'm easily startled by noises, especially while I'm sleeping. And even when I realize what the noise was and that I'm not in any kind of danger, it takes a long time to calm myself down, like my heart continues racing ,my breathing stays shallow for a while, and I can't stop myself from listening closely to every sound I hear. I haven't been able to get one night of restful sleep.
But tonight I was watching a scary movie and it felt so real! I used to love scary movies before I left and this movie actually wasn't that scary. I couldn't calm myself down and I actually had to get out of the theater because I was starting to get physically exhausted being on the edge the entire time watching it. I went home and started crying because the terror I felt felt so real.
My boyfriend who's been to Iraq says that everyone is super sensitive when they get back and it'll fade eventually, but I want to know if I really need help with this. How long is long enough to wait for it to fade?
We are both 21. He broke up with me 4 months ago, after a 2 and a half year relationship. His reason was because i was his first girlfriend, and although he loved me he said he needed to be "free" to experience other things. He stressed the fact that he didnt wanna go crazy and kiss lots of girls, and implied that it was more that he needed time on his own. He said that he hopes we end up together and that he thinks im amazing etc etc etc. Our relationship was good for the most part, but sometimes he took advantage of how much i loved him. I always felt i loved him more and he didnt always give the time and effort to sort out isssues, he made me feel like i had a problem when it was him.
I was so devastated because i am deeply in love with him. I have had other relationships and i know for sure.
Anyway, we still continued to speak for a few weeks via texts and internet. And then i found out he had kissed a mutual friend. I was so upset and we had a month of no contact. During this month i went out alot and kissed a few people, but then..
Then somehow we came into contact again, i cant remember but i think he messaged me or spoke to me online. Then it all started up again, we started talking all the time, seeing eachother, and even sleeping together (i know! bad move)
It turned into a big mess over the last few months, with fights about what the other was doing, who we were seeing. It was like we were in a relationship minus the committment. He called it "friends". It was easy at first because he wasnt really kissing other girls. Then it started and i had to deal with the person i love hooking up with girls that are around 3 years younger!
We kept having fights n not speaking for a few days. The most recent time was about 2 weeks ago, we didnt speak for a week and he turned up to my house telling me he had thought about me non stop and missed me and that he LOVED me. By this stage i was so confused, emotionally exhausted and hurt. I have been pulled in and out and its horrible.
Anyway, we were sposed to catch up last sunday. But he called me and after 20 mins of fighting he told me he had kissed a girl i work with. I got so angry because i have to see her sometimes! And she is very attractive and nice etc.. I found out she actually likes him, they have only met 3 times! (she is 17!)
That was the last straw. I have been crying for days, i dont feel like doing anything, iv let go of my appearance, im acting like a crazy person.
I sent him angry and sad emails and he wouldnt write back. Finally he wrote back and called me saying hes sorry hes hurt me but he cant be there for me when he is the one hurting me.
So iv lost the one i love and my best friend.
I look at him now and realise how much he has changed. He hangs out with a horrible group of guys who only care about "hooking chicks", the girls arent much better. He goes clubbing every week, wheres clothes he never would have worn. Doesnt listen to the music he used to listen to.
And finally, doesnt act like he gives a crap about me :(
Im so hurt and im having horrible thoughts like if something just happened to me maybe he would care.
I know i sound like a psycho ex girlfriend (that is what he called me) but he has turned me into a mess.
I dont know how to move on, im stuck in a rut. My job is bad and i cant find a new one, and my friends arent much help.
I know this is so long that you might reject my question! but i have no one else to ask... i just want some advice from someone thats been through it or someone that doesnt know both of us.
I just wish he would care about me, i did so much for him, i bought him presents all the time, gave him massages, wrote him letters, told him how much i loved him and gave him everything i had. And now its over and i feel like iv wasted almost 3 years.
I just need to know exactly how to move on. I wanna know how i can make him want me back too, even though i shouldnt i just wanna see him kick himself because iv moved on. I dont know.
I cant go out anywhere now cos im broke either. So going out and getting my mind of it isnt really an option.
HELP
The bathtub aka stock exhaust has to go
Looking for a nice purr not in anyway trying to emulate a v8 like some
Just want a nice sounding V6 I have listened to hundreds of sound clips and my two choices are
Borla or Magnaflow
Help me choose
Don't say flowmasters I only think they sound good on V8's
it's an 08 BTW
Hi-
I have no idea what sickness I have and its really weird. Yesterday it started where my breathing was different. Once in awhile, but rarely my throat would sound gurgly. I have a stethoscope and listened to my lungs but I dont hear any fluid in them. At night then I got SUPER cold and couldnt warm up at all. Eventually I went between hot and cold. Also, when I got up after a nap by body felt extremely heavy as I walked. In the morning I was hot and cold for about an hour at work. I also felt exhausted. On break I took a nap and after that I felt totally fine....until night. At about the same time as the night before I had extreme chills. Once I warmed up, I feel fine. Oh and I have a dry cough which doesnt happen tooooo often, but when it does it hurts my head. Any ideas what I might have?
The uhhhhhhh, anddddd uhhhhhh is ridiculous. He isn't Ozzy Ozbourne yet, but geez, spit it out. He sounds like a fool, and people actually talk about how intelligent he is and what a great speaker he is. Did any of these people take a speech class? He is fundamentally terrible.
Good answers--he's better than Bush? Well Bush totally sucked, so are you happy with one notch better than that? Someone asked "who am I"? I'm just trying to live my life without interference--I would never want to be president, because I don't believe in them. Why do we need someone telling us how to live? Maybe you do, but I can think for myself.
I have 2004 Dodge Neon. When I start it up, it starts just fine, but it has a rough idle. It will idle normal, and then the sound will sort of dip, as if its losing power, then normal, dip, normal, dip all at about 5-10 sec intervals. You can also hear it when you listen to the exhaust. When i turn on the headlights it also affects my headlights, gauges, tail lights, interior lights, everything. They will sort of fade in an out in 10 second intervals just like the engine and exhaust.
I've run out of ideas here. I've been told that it would not be any part of the ignition system, and it wouldn't be a short or everything would shut down.
Before i get any answers i just want to let everyone know that i have already replaced the battery from a 450 cold crank to a 525 and due to the possibility that it could be a voltage regulator problem i also replaced the alternator last night.
I have 2004 Dodge Neon. When I start it up, it starts just fine, but it has a rough idle. It will idle normal, and then the sound will sort of dip, as if its losing power, then normal, dip, normal, dip all at about 5-10 sec intervals. You can also hear it when you listen to the exhaust. When i turn on the headlights it also affects my headlights, gauges, tail lights, interior lights, everything. They will sort of fade in an out in 10 second intervals just like the engine and exhaust.
I've run out of ideas here. I've been told that it would not be any part of the ignition system, and it wouldn't be a short or everything would shut down.
Before i get any answers i just want to let everyone know that i have already replaced the battery from a 450 cold crank to a 525 and due to the possibility that it could be a voltage regulator problem i also replaced the alternator last night.
udpate: no check engine light. altn and battery are installed correctly.
ok now that i listened more carefully it sounds like its coming from underneath...maybe somewhere in the exhaust? it explains why i can only hear it when i push the peddle cause my face isnt right in front of the engine
I am really unsocial, I don't like meeting people, I get really nervous about it and think about it for days. I can't wait to go home if i meet a friend, or if someone wants to come over at my house, i come up with excuses and ignore them.
I cant call people either. I am insecure about myself.
I just feel exhausted when i meet people, I really want to spend the rest of my life alone, i never want to get married and get kids or have any contact with my relatives. My dream would to live in a house in the middle of nowhere.
I cant look people into their eyes, i feel REALLY uncomofrtable if i do, i just want to get out of there.
I hate it when people are walking behind me, it also makes uncomfortable, weird and unsafe, and try to walk faster.
I hate loud noices, this is weird but if im listening to my ipod and my mom is washing clothes i get afraid of the sound of the washingmachine, but only when i have my headphones on. Its the same when i hear a motorcicle outside.
I cant express my feelings in words, its even hard for me to write on a message board, thats why this is looking so messy.
I sound really weird when im trying to explain something, i cant put them in word.
I have OCD, its really bad, i wash my hands as soon as i touch something thats outside of my room and i have to shower when i come home after being out. I can hug my mother. I hate it when people touch me.
I do many weird stuff. Sometimes i have to count the words when im wathing a movie with subtitles, sometimes i count the letters too.
I cant sleep if i see that something is in the wrong place in my room and have to fix it or else i will think about the whole night.
And i have serious sleeping problems. I have been addicted to ambien for 2 years now. I usually fall asleep at 5-6 am.
I used to think that I was just retarded, but i did an IQ-test and got a high score.
At first i thought that i had Aspergers syndrom but i dont know now, i think i either have asperger or Schizotypal Personality Disorder.
The story is about a girl named Codie who is becoming a vampire and experiences different events no one would experience. She must find out who she is the hard way. Her family knows who they are and excepts it, but are keeping it a secret from Codie.
Please give me your honest opinion and if you disapprove, tell me how I can improve. Please do not tell me to stop writing vampire novels also because I am just writing what I write. Thanks!
I breathed a sigh of relief. I now had no sudden urge to attempt a total disaster that would ruin my life. How could I think this way? Why would I think this way?
I now lay on my bed staring blankly at the falling rain through my broken window. Compared to my tight room, the window seemed greatly large to any human unlike me. I felt a light breeze pinch my pale skin and finally realized I had been dreaming. My dreadful thoughts were unexpected and I then felt a headache coming on.
My dream had been a horrendous dream, but also fascinating. My clothes were torn, but no skin was revealed. My heart raced quicker and quicker and I found myself gradually stepping toward the forest I once seen in a movie, I think. The sky was ocean blue and the clouds seemed like waves flowing by. The dwindling branches of the trees dangled high up, ready to fall. The forest was full of life, just as any living thing would picture it. I then noticed where I was...somewhere I could be alone and enjoy nature and its life. I spread myself onto the leafy grass and gently closed my eyes. I listened to all the sounds around me until I heard a pleasant voice. The voice was a whisper of a million songs. I felt a cold finger tip stroke my hand and trace my arm. My emotions fluttered in my confused body and I then felt whole again.
“Codie... psst Codie... Codie!” my sister, Addison, woke me as a cool chill ran through my body. My dream was gone right before I could even open my eyes! “How’s that headache going? You’ve been slumbering for hours!” Addison always bellowed when she was exhausted. I sprung up and landed upright on the olive green carpet that was once hard wood floor. My parents were never combatable with wood so we had to pay extra to have the previous owner magically turn wood to carpet. I never noticed how much timed had passed. Even though it was only seven o’ clock and school didn’t start until eight o’ clock- Addison read my mind. “Don’t worry you won’t be late! Evan left his car in the garage in case you got…well worried” Addison said in an annoyed tone. “Thank you Evan” I muttered to myself. I paced through my minor room searching for clothes to where. I then felt my headache vanish and my emotions were settled. As I graved my study books from my dresser I stopped and stared at myself in the mirror. Why did I feel so different from everyone else? I have one nose, two eyes, two legs and arms, ten fingers, and ten toes. What is so different? I swiftly raised my arm to touch the mirror, but I realized that there was no real person to touch. Except for me, but I was not a real person. I was turning into someone that I never knew existed and now I am one of them, but what am I? “Codie, lets go!” Addison shouted from downstairs. “I will be down there in a second!” I shouted back. I let my arm free and I darted out of my room. When I met Addison downstairs, she was packed up and ready. Addison and I were both seventeen and practically looked identical besides our hair and eyes. Addison has deep exquisite gray eyes, while I have forest green eyes. I have wavy brown hair and she has straight blonde hair. Her and my two brothers knew everything about our family and I felt like I knew nothing. I knew they were keeping some secret from me, but I could not figure it out. I would soon learn who I was, but not the way I wanted to learn. “Lets go, we don’t want to be late” Addison muttered to herself. I dashed after her into the burning sunlight, closing the door behind me.
The story is put in paragraphs, but they did not show up in paragraphs on the screen. Sorry!
I am looking at purchasing this exahaust system. I want a better sound than my stock exhaust ,but have little desire to wake the neighbors or shake windows when I go by. The part number is 4368. If somone has these and can record the sound or point me to a place on the web where I can hear them. I don't want ot drop this kind of money and then find out it's very little difference. Also I live in the boonies so going somewhere and listening isn't really an option either. Thanks everyone
Love is the fire I see in her eyes, it engulfs my
soul an set's it a fire with a naked lust an desire
to hold her naked body close to mine.
I am over come with passion an feel the beast
within my breast pounding within my body to
let it out, so that it may examine an caress her
naked body.
But my heart feels another emotion that is as
strong as the first, it is that of an artist who
wishes to hold on to the beautiful form that his
eyes admire so. What is the finely bone feminine
figure doing to my senses? the colour of her eyes,
her hair, her skin, her lips, all beautiful shapes an
colours that need to be recorded but I curse my
poor artistic skill for my faith an skill are not as
strong as I would wish them to be to record such a
beautiful creature as she.
Oh how angry my soul feels for being born so inept
that I with my eyes cannot record such a radiant
beautiful women who can make my emotions race
through my body that so overwhelm me that I
cannot hold a brush without shaking my hands
seem not my own.
I release her slowly from my hungry embrace an
pass to her the gown with which she was dressed
in an beg her to forgive my clumsiness an mad
desire with which over came my soul an drove me
on to such madness, It was the heat of the day
which had made my blood boil with so much
passion an desire that I could not help myself.
I was embarrassed an begged her leave an I
started to go towards the door, I was praying
that her voice would stop me in my tracks.
I hoped an prayed that my lady would desire
me with the same longing as I felt rageing through
my own body.Oh speak to me my lady do now
before it is to late an I should reach the door.
I longed to feel her long hair laying across my
own naked body. To feel her heart beat next to
mine, beating as one in tune together while our
arms were holding each other while our hands
gently stroked each other's body, tracing the
contours an lines on each others bodies left
by our hap hazard clothing thrown carelessly
upon the floor. My imagination was running wild.
Then when I thought the moment was to late an
had opened the door to make my leave, my heart
stopped suddenly as I heard this sweet angelic
voice softly whisper my name. Oh heavenly God,
I prayed to myself she has called my name.
A sweeter sound I would like to hear an no
in an instant that nothing would ever sound
so sweet to my ears again. I would cut them
off knowing that I have heard an angels voice
call my name an I would be die happy, knowing
that nothing would ever sound more beautiful
or so good to me again.
I turned around slowly not wishing to brake the
moment in case my ears did decieve me, nor
my mind playing tricks on me at that precise
moment. For there she lay upon the sofa
naked once more with her arms out stretched
towards me motioning me beconing me to
come towards her once more naked form.
I watch as her mouth opens ever so slightly
an listen intently to catch her every word as
she whispers to me that she to feels a longing
an need to match my own an begs for me to
hold her once more in a lovers embrace.
Quickly I move to her side an take hold of her
out stretched hands in my own I place them
next to my lips so that i may kiss them while
I look deep into her eyes of hazle eyes which
are surrounded by her vibrant Red hair.
Such passion as ours cannot last as we move
towards one another, I let go of her hands to kiss
her neck an smell her perfume, an as I do she
starts to pull off my shirt in her passion an haste
she rips of its many buttons an they scatter across
the floor at our feet.
I lay down besides her an as one we let our passions
race to the surface, we begin to devour each other with
our wild animal like passion. We grasp each others
bodies our legs entwined around each other holding an
squeezing the other with such strength I have never know
before clamping on to each other in our frenzied embrace.
Then at last the moment of our desire reaches it's summit
an engulfs us in our heated passion. The heat of our bodies
cooling down after reaching such passionate heights an
leaving us both exhausted our bodies laying one upon the
other cooling down after such frenzied excitement.
Such is love, an life, with passion abated an lust satisfied
in the heat of the moment when we as lovers are over come
in the moment. Lost as we were in desire for each other
with no thought but the carefree abandone of two people.
One man, One women, niether one of us felt embaressed
as we gave in to natures whim an let our passion's mingle
together in this one moment.
Now we look into each others eyes an smile knowing that
in this moment that this embrace would be our last, for
niether one of us could ever let such things happen to us
again. For such passion could never be repeated but would
only
only lead to disappointment so we dress once more kiss an say a sad farewell.
The above should have been the ending but got chopped off. I hope you all like it.
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