The get stuff off of your chest thread. - General

[QUOTE=Teh_Spork;27861194]Sorry I thought this is the thread where people get stuff off their chest. That's what I did.[/QUOTE]Except what you said sparked an argument, and pretty much brought a bunch of drama into this thread

[QUOTE=Glitch360;27861220]Except what you said sparked an argument, and pretty much brought a bunch of drama into this thread[/QUOTE] Sorry, sir.

[QUOTE=Makol;27861184]Know what, maybe I should take my dad's suggestion and enlist in the goddamn army. There I can at least be someone and form a tight bond with people I can trust my life with. Maybe then I make my fucking family proud. I always feel like a failure to them so maybe going over seas and ending it there isn't such a bad idea.[/QUOTE] There's some people outside your family who might not want that to happen. But if you don't care about that and you just want to make your family proud I understand.

I usually encourage one to know the full motives behind a persons actions before lashing out at them. Clearly the lack of understanding led to something dramatic. I'm not going to pretend I'm not somehow involved in this soooo, w/e.

[QUOTE=TheBrokenHobo;27861279]There's some people outside your family who might not want that to happen. But if you don't care about that and you just want to make your family proud I understand.[/QUOTE] There's only one reason I'd never enlist. But I'm not afraid to.

[QUOTE=Glitch360;27861220]Except what you said sparked an argument, and pretty much brought a bunch of drama into this thread[/QUOTE] You want something more related? Here you go. I really feel like my opinions don't matter. I wish people would listen to me more often, or actually ask my opinion on things before doing them. People do shit that affects me all the time without asking me what I think, the most they do is ask and pretend to care, and I'm sick of it.

Wall of fucking text incoming. So fucking pissed off right now you don't even know. Basically, I met this guy on Facepunch in the summer, and he introduced me to his girlfriend. She was pretty cool, I talked to her once or twice over the summer, but in about October, our friendship grew and we were talking every day. I fucked up in the christmas holidays, and she stops talking to me. I was so fucking cut up. She unblocked me on MSN a few weeks back, and I was over the moon. We reignite our friendship. a bit about the boyfriend, he never really seemed that nice to me. Always seemed like a smug fuck who loved to boast about the shit he had. She loves him completely, and went to visit him in december (he lives in Estonia, me and her live in the UK (lol internet relationship, right)) (this is where she stops talking to me). So when I got home from school earlier today, I found it strange that she wasn't online. I assumed she had gone out, so I went about my daily business. I tried to post on her Facebook wall at about 6pm, found out she had unfriended me. So I text her, and at around 8 she replied. It said we couldn't talk any more for reasons she didn't specify. I pestered her, even asked our good mutual friend to investigate. Eventually, she just stopped responding to me and didn't even tell the mutual friend anything. So I just sort of sat there for a couple of hours or so, until she unblocked me on MSN about 20 minutes ago. She started to explain how the boyfriend had started to get worried about our friendship, he said she was "stalking" me. I got so fucking pissed at this point you don't even believe. She told him that she wouldn't talk to me any longer, just because her boyfriend doesn't like it. Is it me, or does this seem really fucking stupid? Seems to me she doesn't really value our friendship... Wall of text over. Fuck, that's made me feel miles better. Sorry if it doesn't make sense in places, it's 1am and I'm so fucking pissed off right now. EDIT: something has cheered me up in this very thread. Combo of Beatles avatars :buddy: [editline]5th February 2011[/editline] Update: Convo just finished. She's a huge bitch. She even told me "you know nothing about relationships, because you've never been in one" :buddy:

When people talk about being in the military, I get some what angry. Not because I don't like it but because they get to do something I never can. Unless I'm a pilot, which I won't ever be(severe vertigo), I would never see any sort of action. i would sit on my ass all day and type away on keyboards just like my mom did. I want to fulfill my duty to my country but it seems my country doesn't want me because I'm a girl. I suppose I could be a cop, or a contractor, but i still feel a little put down that women can't be on the front lines. /end of probably illegible wall of wah Ima girl and I wanna be a soldier.

I feel a lot better now.

I fucking hate winter. I wouldn't be as sick as I am right now if the sun would just come back so I can go outdoors without the fear of hypothermia. Fuck winter.

[QUOTE=Pascall;27863271]I fucking hate winter. I wouldn't be as sick as I am right now if the sun would just come back so I can go outdoors without the fear of hypothermia. Fuck winter.[/QUOTE] [img_thumb]http://dl.dropbox.com/u/6601025/Pictures/Photo%20Feb%2002%2C%2017%2031%2041.jpg[/img_thumb]

Is that your cocaine stash?

[QUOTE=Makol;27863306]Is that your cocaine stash?[/QUOTE] No....... [I]This[/I] is my cocaine stash. [img_thumb]http://dl.dropbox.com/u/6601025/Pictures/Photo%20Feb%2001%2C%2014%2030%2005.jpg[/img_thumb]

What's the difference?

[QUOTE=Makol;27863354]What's the difference?[/QUOTE] Ring-a-Ding-Ding.

I thought of joining the Air Force a good long time since it seemed like a good idea because a lot of my family joined the military and I thought it might help me get a head start in life. However, I'm afraid that ultimately I wouldn't have what it takes.

When I was little, I found a caterpillar, and "became it's friend." Then, I wouldn't stop messing with it, and it couldn't get to any leaves because of that, and it died. Then I smashed it with a hammer.

Just searched Homestuck on Rule 34. I HAVE STARED INTO THE VOID, AND IT IS STARING AT ME. IT IS STARING INTO MY SOUL WITH ITS INNUMERABLE, ALL-SEEING, ALL-JUDGING EYES.

That hockey game was the best I've ever been to. I have a freaking awesome friend. :buddy: [editline]4th February 2011[/editline] Now I'm suddenly really tired. G'night!

[QUOTE=ravingzombie;27855827]You've got to first get out of the habit of checking her profile. This will take some time, and willpower Try to stop using that site for a while. I wouldn't go far as deleting or blocking, but if needs be, then do as you please. About forgetting her. You've got to occupy your mind with alot of tasks. Try and have as little free time as possible. Hang out with some friends/relatives. Try and pick up some new hobbies, stuff that you may have dropped in the past, or try something completly different. After a while, you wont care if you see her/her profile. It may bring back memories, but if enough time has passed, and you've ejoyed yourself since the whole mess with said girl, then it wont hurt at all. Im on a rush out, otherwise I could have went a bit mre in-depth. Im sure some of the other guys here will have better advice than me anyway.[/QUOTE] Thank you for your words. I am trying to get over with it. Finding a reason to hate her. I have my exam next Monday (Valentines Day). Trying to concentrate hard. And then get back to my old hobbies and some new ones. My life is gonna change so much, I will never be a good guy again :( Screw this life like I am a heartless bastard !

[QUOTE=CondolentSarge;27864540]I thought of joining the Air Force a good long time since it seemed like a good idea because a lot of my family joined the military and I thought it might help me get a head start in life. However, I'm afraid that ultimately I wouldn't have what it takes.[/QUOTE] Never say that to yourself. In September, I joined the United States Marine Corps and I was barely physical. I mean, I was barely able to pull off two pull ups, I could only do like 70 crunches, and my mile and a half sucked. But never let that stop you. I'm still in the DEP, delayed entry program which is where I'm waiting to go off to boot camp, and I have improved dramatically. My mile and a half is, yesterday was the last time I did it, 11:35, I can pull off 10 perfect pull ups and, I can do roughly 85+ crunches. I've also lost 20 pounds since summer of 2010. I know to some it doesn't sound a lot but I came from absolutely nothing to something. I'm proud of my improvements. :D If physical is the biggest problem, work on it now. I don't exactly know how old you are but start now to get somewhere. If you can afford it, buy a pull up bar and get some weights. If you can't, just use your body. Do push ups, crunches, and running is extremely important. I use to hate running but now I can do it and I love it. I apologize for this long ass reply but if you have anything related to enlisting, let me know. I can tell you.

Tried to make someone laugh with something I made for them, which didn't work. Then like 10 seconds later someone else does. Why did that bug me? [editline]4th February 2011[/editline] I have no reason be bugged.

I just slammed my middle finger in a heavy garage door by accident, and I am in extreme pain. Of course, my sociopath of a father believes that my yelling in pain due to this is due to the fact that I am a "baby", and steadfastedly refuses to not yell and scream at me for doing so. Thankfully, nothing is broken, just a cracked nail, some swelling, and no shock or adrenaline to numb the pain. My typing speed is going to hell due to this.

Waiting for him to text me. Kinda bored. I realize that I don't have much to do when all my friends are asleep or gone somewhere.

Apparently my father wants to take me to the hospital. He believes I've actually managed to break my finger.

[QUOTE=Oicani Gonzales;27871508]Huge bitch, man. Don't get mad over people like that, they ain't worth it. A few years ago, I had this friend that I saw as a sister, really. I could almost say I loved her - we were that close - before I found out some really idiotic shit about her. Here goes the wall of text: When I came to the city I currently live in, I lived in that apartments building where I - being the autistic motherfucker I am - didn't really talk to any of the people my age around, and was one alone faggot that always stayed home. After a couple of lonely lameass months, this family moved next to my house - it was two apartments per floor - and my family greeted and helped them when they moved in and shit. They had two kids, one was my age, and the other one a couple years older. Ignore kids - we were 15. I kind of became a friend of the younger one and was cool with the older. That went on for some time, then we moved out. [b]The story fastforwards to a couple of years ago, when me and her were still great friends. My mother, being a friend of his mother, found out that he tried to commit suicide. His "reason"? Her.[/b] I was, and even though it seems idiotic, her best friend, for sure. I never saw someone as close to her as me, unfortunately. The fact is, she didn't tell me that they were together. He always had a crush on her, but she never gave him a chance, or so I thought. Turns out she did. The problem was that the chick always treated him badly, and he was p much her tool. One day, she got mad at him because he (!!!) took too long to get out of the shower (!!!) so they could meet me at that rock show we were going to and just said fuck you and went out. Me and her had a lot of fun that day, though her constant "jesus fuck i hate this cellphone" act was annoying. She didn't tell me who was texting, and just turned it off after some time. Next day, she broke up with him, in quite the mature and gentle manner: "Fuck off, you fucking tool, stop sucking my nonexistent dick" and walked away, leaving him in the middle of this city's main shopping street alone with that smith face. That all happened without her best friend - a position that everyone agreed that your narrator was in at the time - knowing. I found out about that all and it was shocking. Fuck, I didn't even talk to the guy for ages, but what kind of person was she? It's like I liked someone that wasn't real. A bitch like that isn't the kind of person I'd like to have around. When I asked her why she never told me any of this, her answer was "That fuck wasn't important enough for me to bother you by telling you about it". Then she followed to rest her head on my shoulders, and that was when I realized everything I should have done before about our relationship. It felt horrible, like I was used, manipulated. But I'm over it already, and you will be, too. :unsmith:[/QUOTE]I don't get it. Who is the she and where did the he come from

[QUOTE=azndude;27866966]Never say that to yourself. In September, I joined the United States Marine Corps and I was barely physical. I mean, I was barely able to pull off two pull ups, I could only do like 70 crunches, and my mile and a half sucked. But never let that stop you. I'm still in the DEP, delayed entry program which is where I'm waiting to go off to boot camp, and I have improved dramatically. My mile and a half is, yesterday was the last time I did it, 11:35, I can pull off 10 perfect pull ups and, I can do roughly 85+ crunches. I've also lost 20 pounds since summer of 2010. I know to some it doesn't sound a lot but I came from absolutely nothing to something. I'm proud of my improvements. :D If physical is the biggest problem, work on it now. I don't exactly know how old you are but start now to get somewhere. If you can afford it, buy a pull up bar and get some weights. If you can't, just use your body. Do push ups, crunches, and running is extremely important. I use to hate running but now I can do it and I love it. I apologize for this long ass reply but if you have anything related to enlisting, let me know. I can tell you.[/QUOTE] Thats nice to hear, I still don't know what I'm ultimately going to do but hearing your story really helps. Thanks man.

A girl friend of mine, just suicided by cutting the word "Perfect" in her arm. Man.

I am moving in three weeks. To a smaller apartment, with my mom, sister and brother. I am really excited over throwing stuff away and such, but the apartment is really small. We agreed that I would be using the 3m² closet most of the time (putting my computer in there and such), because my bitch sister refuses to share room for a few months (shes going to study abroad, which is the reason we're moving to a cheaper place). I am fine with claiming the closet as my own, since I only ever sit by the computer when Im home and it looks large enough. But there is still no plan for where I will sleep. And it sort of pisses me off because Im paying part of the rent (Im turning 21 lololo) and she is not(19). I have allergies, so I cant really roll out a mattress on the floor every night, otherwise I would be able to do that for some time. My mother will be sleeping in the livingroom because my brother (turning 18) also refuses to put an extra bed in his room. Ive always bent over backwards and settling for less, and all of this makes me feel like I deserve more. But, we are only moving because the rent is too high and most of us will be leaving home shortly. Plus, its rare to get the option to TRADE apartments with a family. Otherwise there's this 2-3 year long list for apartments. So Im not THAT unhappy about it, its a smart deal and its doable. But what's so horrible about having a loft bed in either rooms for me to sleep on? Wont take up space for other furniture because LOFT BED, and people always tell me I walk very quietly so my sister wouldnt even notice me when I get offline at night and go to bed, right? I also do the laundry 90% of the time. I kind of deserve a place to sleep. D: If anyone wonders why Im still living at home; Ill be studying this autumn. Soyeah, I am peaceful about it because we're in the middle of a massive crossroad, and I just want it to go as smoothly as possible. But I had to vent somewhere because I cant believe my siblings are so inconsiderate, selfish and unreasonable. That also goes for a friend of mine who thinks its the end of our (admittedly very turbulent) friendship that Im moving down town (roughly a 15 minute walk from his place). I honestly think the distance will do us both some good. But thats a whole other long and annoying story.

Mizzblue, you should stop doing the laundry until they give you a bed. Hold your services hostage until you get your dues.