[QUOTE=Havolis;47093831]the name changing policies in google+ are fucking retarded
i mean, i have no problem with google+ but it still has sooooo much flaws
[editline]7th February 2015[/editline]
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ughhhhhhhhhhhh[/QUOTE]
I want to change my facebook name back to my real name but I can't because some asshole changed it to "No Body" and I have to wait 60 days.
[QUOTE=Mister Sandman;47092472]Fake pockets, and uselessly shallow pockets
hey clothing designers I don't want pockets for fashion you fucks I need them for carrying shit[/QUOTE]
This shit basically affects every single pair of women's pants. EVER. It's nearly impossible to find pants that fit me right let alone ones with actual legit pockets.
Speaking of stuff I need to stop spending my money. Glad I don't have a credit card or I'd be fucked.
[QUOTE=GamerChick;47095677]This shit basically affects every single pair of women's pants. EVER. It's nearly impossible to find pants that fit me right let alone ones with actual legit pockets.
Speaking of stuff I need to stop spending my money. Glad I don't have a credit card or I'd be fucked.[/QUOTE]
There needs to be a brand of pants on which every single piece of the surface area is covered with endless and boundless pockets, with some pockets even being inside of other pockets.
Another problem with some male pants specifically, is their peculiar assumption that male genitals do not exist, with them leaving an unreasonably small space for the presence of the dick.
[QUOTE=TheFilmSlacker;47096038]I don't have any idea why someone would put a fake pocket on a pair of pants as a fashion statement.
"I haven't got any pockets, but you do. Could you hold onto this for a minute? It's really cold out."
"Nah, they're fake."
"Oh."[/QUOTE]
It could make sense to have fake pockets on the surface that automatically inject a paralyzing agent into a possible robber, however that would probably end up with you forgetting about it and ending up keeling over like a statue at the worst possible moment.
[QUOTE=TheFilmSlacker;47096081]I have so many pairs of pants that have EXTREMELY SMALL (like an inch deep maybe?) pockets with a pocket inside of it "for spare change".
I couldn't even fit three dimes inside of it. Who the fuck designs these?[/QUOTE]
The evil small pocketing goblin who has a ruthless monopoly over the industry. The greatest trick that the goblin has ever pulled, is convincing the world that he does not exist.
Ever since I was very young, about six, I've had major anger management issues. My entire life up until this point was learning how to control my anger, and I felt like I've come a long way from being cold and distant from others as a child. I used to just disregard others and consider them to be tools, stepping stones that I could walk and abuse their emotions as I god damned well pleased.
I had felt like this only because of how mistreated I was by just about everyone I've ever met during my school life. It was a point that had to be made that I had a girl's name. Personally, I had thought even from a young age that it was with no doubt unprofessional to insult someone or spread rumors about them just because they had such a name. School life had left a distasteful feeling on me, because to the friends I actually had, they knew me as a normal guy who was just about as caring as someone who could possibly be. I had fucked it all up due to the developed hate I had, losing most of the people who looked past the name just because I would act really apathetic all day. With that on top of everyone at all of my schools taking the piss out of my life, I transformed into something that I could only describe as an "edgelord". With that being said, however, my looks didn't change, my styles didn't change- I was still just about as approachable as I was before.
With most of my life ages six through fifteen, I became someone filled with absolute avarice and stood by a path full of immorality simply just because the people in my life had treated me like absolute shit. My life had become a revolving carousel of depression and anger, but I wasn't going to let my issues get the best of me and go on some massacre of rage. With extreme amounts of caution, I had decided that in my life, I was the one who decided how happy I should be. This solitary attitude had actually lead to further developing of my issues, and left me as an even colder man(One that gave off an icy aura.)
For the first time in my life, that point was one in which that I had actually felt optimistic. With no friends for me to dish out my anger issues on, and the apathy swelling inside of me taking care of the insults, my life grew better. I didn't feel bad because I had lost a friend due to my anger, and even gained a couple of them back trying to make amends for the shit I've done. I didn't get severely depressed because people had felt that I was an unworthy human due to my name. I felt that if people thought that the trash can was my home, I would at the least need to be happy with the trash.
As my life got better, I realized that although humanity had a lot of bad things to offer me, I wasn't the worst treated. Not in the least. This realization led me to accepting new beliefs that instead of being a cold cunt to everybody, I'd like it more if I became more of a friend of the people who were treated bad in their lives, like I was. I had made a lot of friends with people by most means were normal, but one difference in their lives had made their entire school life a laughing stock. Gritting my teeth, the only thing I saw in this was myself. The entire purpose of me helping other people wasn't to atone for what I've done, I saw, it was rather for the sole purpose of being there for people when there wasn't any for me.
Up until five years ago, when I was twelve, it was by then that I believed the world had much more to offer me and that my mind should not be close-minded due to hate, beliefs, or opinions. I had to accept everyone's opinions and views, learn more about the world- only then could I come up with actual sound beliefs. Sure, I was just as spiteful, but I kept my eyes on making myself into a more decent being.
I feel like I've come a long way in terms of progressively becoming a better human being, even though my management still isn't perfect and I still retain some of my hate and sadness. As I look back on my life, I feel as if I wouldn't have loved myself the same way as I did if I didn't make the choices I had made earlier.
Now that I've got the exposition explained, this is what makes me mad: I'm worried that I'll turn back on my ideals and become more or less what I was when I was younger. As my management grew, I was able to keep relatively calm during social congregating. However, to this day, competitive situations make me a hate filled monster. I've still lost friends to this day and even so recently(which is why I'm typing this.) Even if I've come far, I feel like I haven't changed a bit, and that I'm not worth much due to everyone dismissing my anger as extreme bitchiness and spite. Even explaining to them that I have anger issues doesn't exactly work- if I got angry around them even just a bit, not directed at them at all, they would still sever ties to me. This has happened so much in my life that I feel like I'm not in control any more, and that my ideals are rapidly decaying into what they once were- hate, apathy, and depression.
Sorry for the long text post, but I really feel like I had to get this out. I might be a massive basic bitch, but that's the way I've developed myself to be.
[QUOTE=DJswitch;47096278]
Sorry for the long text post, but I really feel like I had to get this out. I might be a massive basic bitch, but that's the way I've developed myself to be.[/QUOTE]
It is reasonably possible that continuously socializing on this forum may improve your situation, because that way you could acquire continuous interactions with all of the safe guards that non digital social life frequently does not have.
This technically doesn't belong here as I'm not mad or blaming anyone in this situation, but I just want to whine about something that I'm not comfortable saying to my friends because they won't care.
I broke up with my girlfriend in December (it was on my own accord, I couldn't handle the relationship anymore. She needed too much that I couldn't provide). For the two months prior, I knew the relationship was going nowhere and felt depressed and hated myself because of the guilt. I knew, or thought I knew, that she loved me a lot and was gonna be crushed if she lost me. She certainly made it seem that way with how often she wanted to talk to me. I felt like a horrible person but at the same time I felt like I was trapped. When we finally broke up, it was as I expected. She didn't take it well at all. Thankfully it didn't affect her daily life as much as I feared. Less than a month later she and one of my closest friends (possibly my closest friend of all) have been getting really, really friendly. My friend, being the good guy he is, asked if it bothered me at all before doing anything with her. I said it didn't. Apparently she's already sucked his dick and they've probably done more, who knows. The thing is, I'm not mad at him or her about it. I have no reason to be. It was my hope that she would move on and I told him it didn't bother me it all. However, I can't help but just feel shitty about it all. I know it's unjustified. I wasted so much energy feeling sorry for her and feeling like a horrible person when it turns out she quickly forgot about me and made advances on my friend not even a month after the break-up. I don't know why it makes me feel so shitty. I guess it just makes me feel like she didn't care that much and that I put myself through so much shit just because I thought she did. Plus, the fact it was my own friend who she so quickly moved on to doesn't sit well in my stomach. I don't know if this is normal. Is it normal for this to bother someone?
My 2yo niece is staying the night and it's a real challenge trying to get her to sleep.
[QUOTE=SoaringScout;47096822]This technically doesn't belong here as I'm not mad or blaming anyone in this situation, but I just want to whine about something that I'm not comfortable saying to my friends because they won't care.
I broke up with my girlfriend in December (it was on my own accord, I couldn't handle the relationship anymore. She needed too much that I couldn't provide). For the two months prior, I knew the relationship was going nowhere and felt depressed and hated myself because of the guilt. I knew, or thought I knew, that she loved me a lot and was gonna be crushed if she lost me. She certainly made it seem that way with how often she wanted to talk to me. I felt like a horrible person but at the same time I felt like I was trapped. When we finally broke up, it was as I expected. She didn't take it well at all. Thankfully it didn't affect her daily life as much as I feared. Less than a month later she and one of my closest friends (possibly my closest friend of all) have been getting really, really friendly. My friend, being the good guy he is, asked if it bothered me at all before doing anything with her. I said it didn't. Apparently she's already sucked his dick and they've probably done more, who knows. The thing is, I'm not mad at him or her about it. I have no reason to be. It was my hope that she would move on and I told him it didn't bother me it all. However, I can't help but just feel shitty about it all. I know it's unjustified. I wasted so much energy feeling sorry for her and feeling like a horrible person when it turns out she quickly forgot about me and made advances on my friend not even a month after the break-up. I don't know why it makes me feel so shitty. I guess it just makes me feel like she didn't care that much and that I put myself through so much shit just because I thought she did. Plus, the fact it was my own friend who she so quickly moved on to doesn't sit well in my stomach. I don't know if this is normal. Is it normal for this to bother someone?[/QUOTE]
If you knew something was wrong in the relationship, and considering how fast she moved onto a new dick, you may have avoided something worse that could've happened. You did the best you could.
[QUOTE=Richardroth;47096857]My 2yo niece is staying the night and it's a real challenge trying to get her to sleep.[/QUOTE]
Sing her a lullaby with your ultra manly voice.
Whenever I leave my room to get the mail or a drink I'm always yelled at by my mom for never giving her any space or privacy, even in the middle of the day. Sorry that I... exist?
[QUOTE=fudge blood;47085409]Spiders aren't even scary, the fear of them is so blown out of proportion that it's hilarious to imagine a grown man being rendered into a pussy because of a spider. :v:[/QUOTE]
I hate spiders.
They're the one thing I will go out of my way to kill if I see them
Like I'd buy and play Hatred if there was a mod to replace everyone with spiders
I hate the cops in my town so much. First they give me attitude when I try to explain to them how somebody tried to rob me and then a week later they tell me and my friends to leave an area just because we were next to a park that was closed. We weren't doing anything wrong either, just playing hacky sack. Right after that they park in the middle of the street to pat down a guy who was walking just because he was black, so I couldn't even leave because they blocked the street.
[QUOTE=gk99;47097039]I hate spiders.
They're the one thing I will go out of my way to kill if I see them
Like I'd buy and play Hatred if there was a mod to replace everyone with spiders[/QUOTE]
I hate spiders, but I don't kill them. I was raised by a mother who would just scrape bugs up with a cup and toss them outside so that my dad and I couldn't kill them. She hates the fact the people crush small bugs "because they annoy you" or "they so scearwy". I saved a ton of little bugs in school and at work for most of life. It's a bad pet peeve that I get furious at someone who killed a spider while I'm on my way to haul him outside. Yep. I get mad at people for killing harmless bugs. They even justify it by going "but-but bug bites". Really? Can a [I]jumping spider bite[/I] cause your flesh to rot off?
[QUOTE=maddogsamurai;47097262]Really? Can a [I]jumping spider bite[/I] cause your flesh to rot off?[/QUOTE]
You never know, it might be some foreign mutant spider or something! Its probably also carrying an egg sac and likely to give birth to a billion writhing hellspawn at [I]any[/I] minute
I don't kill spiders if I don't see them or if they're high up and away from me.
[QUOTE=fudge blood;47097281]I don't kill spiders if I don't see them or if they're high up and away from me.[/QUOTE]
I don't kill spiders at all, I capture them and place them outside. Spiders are cuties.
[QUOTE=Lordgeorge16;47093931]Man, I'm really happy that I'm finally going back to work today, but I'm worried about my new position. I'm going to be outside at night in the freezing cold hauling carts back into the building. I'm going to be bundled up and everything to keep warm, but what if I can't handle it? I'll be doing this for hours at a time and I can barely stay outside shoveling snow for more than thirty minutes.[/QUOTE]
I'm home and everything below my knees is screaming in pain.
why does the bottom of my mouth hurt like hell
nothing LOOKS wrong but idk..
Apparently my best friend's girlfriend (who games with us) just broke up with him because he's manipulative and emotionally abusive.
I've known this guy since middle school and I'm kinda scared for him now that I know this.
2015 has started out as a shitty year.
First, the scandal in France, then Kitty0706 dies, and now Joseph Grado dies. who's next??
[QUOTE=Havolis;47097656]2015 has started out as a shitty year.
First, the scandal in France, then Kitty0706 dies, and now Joseph Grado dies. who's next??[/QUOTE]
Monty Oum
[QUOTE=Havolis;47097656]2015 has started out as a shitty year.
First, the scandal in France, then Kitty0706 dies, and now Joseph Grado dies. who's next??[/QUOTE]
Every new year feels like this when bad stuff happens. I wonder if people in like their fifties think like this or if they're used to it.
Some guys in my group for a project (It was supposed to be an animated presentation for a technological advancement) for a club downloaded a model from Turbosquid for the project and suggested that we act like we made the model ourselves and avoid citing it to avoid losing points for using a third party model. One of them seemed so determined with that suggestion that he were like "This is our model".
So it bothered that they were actually planning to go with that.
[QUOTE=Skerion;47097890]Some guys in my group for a project (It was supposed to be an animated presentation for a technological advancement) for a club downloaded a model from Turbosquid for the project and suggested that we act like we made the model ourselves and avoid citing it to avoid losing points for using a third party model. One of them seemed so determined with that suggestion that he were like "This is our model".
So it bothered that they were actually planning to go with that.[/QUOTE]
Copyright forgery is ugly stuff. Cheating is worse tho.
My ex-gf whom I'm still good friends with is being mistreated by a male coworker(not splitting tips despite both parties putting in equal amounts of work). To make it worse, the guy split tips with another female coworker right in front of her.
All she ever wanted to do was to be his friend and be a good coworker and he's just been an asshole to her recently. My ex is one of the kindest people I know and does not deserve to be treated like this at all. Not to mention it's selfish as hell and ungentlemanly to not share tips with a female coworker.
I'd do something but she lives 12 hours away
When you're walking through a busy hallway and you need to be somewhere on the quickfast and someone (or multiple people) is walking right in front of you as slow as can be
bonus shitpoints if there's a big, horizontal line of slow walking friends or people holding hands taking up all the fucking space and double bonus shitpoints if (especially in a school) there's an obstacle course of couples making out in the hallway that you have to navigate through
[QUOTE=genkaz92;47096028]There needs to be a brand of pants on which every single piece of the surface area is covered with endless and boundless pockets, with some pockets even being inside of other pockets.[/QUOTE]
I almost had a pair of cargo pants like that
Too bad pants break so easily and are so expensive
I do A level drama (I chose it partly because I like it, and partly because there's a New York trip when you take it) and it's just awful. I thought it'd be plainsailing because I'm naturally pretty dramatic, but the workload is just too much. I take Physics, Chemistry, and Maths and I really need to focus on those three since I want to go into further education with either Physics or Chemistry, but the stress from drama is just overwhelming.
It doesn't help that I'm in a group full of lazy people that does fuck all, and the times where I've tried to take charge don't work, as it's really hard to boss a group of people around who don't want to do anything.
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