[QUOTE=Elizer;26099377]blind person and stuff[/QUOTE]
It's unreasonable to expect people to automatically realise he was looking to be shown to the ramp. I mean, you thought of it in the same context as your life - being able to see. You're not in the wrong, despite the fact that doing it would have been a good thing to do.
[QUOTE=|FlapJack|;26099407]It's unreasonable to expect people to automatically realise he was looking to be shown to the ramp. I mean, you thought of it in the same context as your life - being able to see. You're not in the wrong, despite the fact that doing it would have been a good thing to do.[/QUOTE]
No, but it was the whole fact that after talking to him, I knew I could've gone back and said "Can I help you get to the ramp?"
That's what got to me.
I regret blowing up Megaton :frown:.
My best friend moved and I'm most likely never going to see him again.
[QUOTE=kinki-bunni;26098985]I'm in love, for the first time in my life, I love my girlfriend to bits and i would do anything for her and she knows it, but she is very upper class and im quite lower class, her parents try and stop me from seeing her and it breaks my heart[/QUOTE]
Oh that's so damn annoying bud, typical upper class people I think it's pathetic. Good luck on that :)
Man, I am glad I found this thread. Here goes:
Well, first off, I have a kinda weird fetish, and its getting really hard to keep it secret from others. I don't want to admit it because my reputation is down the drain if I do. I keep thinking I should confide in someone but then remember that I really have noone who would understand. Secondly, theres this girl who I don't know, but have a huge crush on. She's smart, attractive and seems to be like me, but I just think that my weird fetish would be a serious impediment to any kind of relationship, and she probably thinks I'm a social reject anyways.
Sometimes I just wish I could turn back the clock on my life and do it right. Try not to be a total dickwad in my early years, stay out of trouble, try and make myself in some way attractive, and just fix everything that I know is wrong.
Wow, I feel a little better knowing that its all out there now. :unsmith:
[QUOTE=BurningPride;26099635]My best friend moved and I'm most likely never going to see him again.[/QUOTE]
I feel your pain man. My best friend from primary school left in the last year, and I've never seen him since. I just have memories of when we used to play together, we were both really interested in planes and vehicles, and at our breaktime we always used to play about together, it just seemed like nothing else mattered, and for once the universe was righted. I miss him, but I moved on. Try and make some new friends, look for people who seem to be like you, and succeed where I failed. Talk to people, socialise unlike I did, and now I'm paying for it. Its a big world out there, and theres still a ways to go. Follow your heart, and don't screw up like me.
More and more, I think any form of currency is the worst thing to happen to us as a race. Look at the international scene, with financial bailouts going all over the place. That and I can't afford anything right now.
I get attached and fall in love way too easily. This affects my relationships, since I'm always paranoid I'll be left alone. :smith:
But when I cast that aside, this relationship has made me more happy then I have ever been. The feelings are amazing and the sex is good. The only problem is the 100 km between us.
I hate long distance relationships, yet I keep getting into them..
Steam likes to freeze after quitting any and every game for half a minute.
Steam sucks since the new UI.
I had a near death experience today, and I'm still in shock.
[QUOTE=99% More Fail;26101718]Man, I am glad I found this thread. Here goes:
Well, first off, I have a kinda weird fetish, and its getting really hard to keep it secret from others. I don't want to admit it because my reputation is down the drain if I do. I keep thinking I should confide in someone but then remember that I really have noone who would understand. Secondly, theres this girl who I don't know, but have a huge crush on. She's smart, attractive and seems to be like me, but I just think that my weird fetish would be a serious impediment to any kind of relationship, and she probably thinks I'm a social reject anyways.
Sometimes I just wish I could turn back the clock on my life and do it right. Try not to be a total dickwad in my early years, stay out of trouble, try and make myself in some way attractive, and just fix everything that I know is wrong.
Wow, I feel a little better knowing that its all out there now. :unsmith:
I feel your pain man. My best friend from primary school left in the last year, and I've never seen him since. I just have memories of when we used to play together, we were both really interested in planes and vehicles, and at our breaktime we always used to play about together, it just seemed like nothing else mattered, and for once the universe was righted. I miss him, but I moved on. Try and make some new friends, look for people who seem to be like you, and succeed where I failed. Talk to people, socialise unlike I did, and now I'm paying for it. Its a big world out there, and theres still a ways to go. Follow your heart, and don't screw up like me.[/QUOTE]
If you don't tell us your fetish, there's little we can do to help you.
Also, if you're a little apprehensive about doing so, remember:
This is the fucking internet.
Nothing is unexpected.
And we still love you.
Back of March of this Year. I nearly died from an Asthma Attack The only thing that kept me going was Magnesium and A will to live at that moment in time. If I get sick again next time it might kill me.
I can't help but kiss ass on a constant basis, under the deep-seated fear of getting in to conflict. I often go well out of my way to keep any form of suffering internal just so that I don't have to tell the person involved and cause problems.
On top of that I have a really bad problem telling when someone is joking or being serious, especially if their tone of voice doesn't show that their kidding. It often causes me to (momentarily) believe that the person is being insulting or taking a jab at me. Thus I often have to play it off like I knew they were joking all along. I have a fear of laughing when someone is being serious and causing conflict as a result. It really sucks. :smith:
There. There's the contribution [sp]rambling[/sp] that I promised.
[QUOTE=Dalndox;26106667]I can't help but kiss ass on a constant basis, under the deep-seated fear of getting in to conflict. I often go well out of my way to keep any form of suffering internal just so that I don't have to tell the person involved and cause problems.
On top of that I have a really bad problem telling when someone is joking or being serious, especially if their tone of voice doesn't show that their kidding. It often causes me to (momentarily) believe that the person is being insulting or taking a jab at me. Thus I often have to play it off like I knew they were joking all along. I have a fear of laughing when someone is being serious and causing conflict as a result. It really sucks. :smith:
There. There's the contribution [sp]rambling[/sp] that I promised.[/QUOTE]
I have this exact same problem in highschool. I don't miss it and I wouldn't go back even if I was given a second chance to turn back the clock. Me and you are somewhat alike.
:sigh: I can't stop posting in this thread every-time I feel bad about something...
I'm sixteen years old, and my little brother is eleven. We share a bedroom; we live in a two-bedroom Council House; and our bedroom is the smallest of the two (my Mum and step-Dad have the other bedroom). It's... always been hard sharing like this, but now I'm going through college it's harder than ever, and the Council won't to anything to help us. They keep telling us "Oh just keep bidding on three-bedroom council houses, you'll get one eventually!" But we're in "band-C", and three bedroom council houses, 90% of the time, go to Band-B's and A's. They won't move us up a band, even though we're technically eligible to be in Band-B, I-I think...
I can't live like this any more... our room is tiny, I barely have enough space to work on stuff let alone buy more things I want. It gets awkward cause we're opposite genders as well... It also gets awkward [sp]when I'm on my period... and I can even think about masturbating- though sharing a room doesn't stop me from looking at hentai and the like on my Laptop[/sp]. But... oh... well...
[QUOTE=HAKKAR!!!;26093965]I'm a homosexual male
[editline]16th November 2010[/editline]
joking lol that shits gay[/QUOTE]
I installed furryfinder to find furries to mate with.
[editline]16th November 2010[/editline]
joking lol that shits gay
I love the same girl I've loved since we broke up. The problem is, the same girl doesn't exist anymore, and I blame myself for that fact.
I hope every place of god*or other intelligent designers* in the entire world collapses or burns down.
[QUOTE=99% More Fail;26101718]Man, I am glad I found this thread. Here goes:
Well, first off, I have a kinda weird fetish, and its getting really hard to keep it secret from others. I don't want to admit it because my reputation is down the drain if I do. I keep thinking I should confide in someone but then remember that I really have noone who would understand. Secondly, theres this girl who I don't know, but have a huge crush on. She's smart, attractive and seems to be like me, but I just think that my weird fetish would be a serious impediment to any kind of relationship, and she probably thinks I'm a social reject anyways.
Sometimes I just wish I could turn back the clock on my life and do it right. Try not to be a total dickwad in my early years, stay out of trouble, try and make myself in some way attractive, and just fix everything that I know is wrong.
Wow, I feel a little better knowing that its all out there now. :unsmith:
I feel your pain man. My best friend from primary school left in the last year, and I've never seen him since. I just have memories of when we used to play together, we were both really interested in planes and vehicles, and at our breaktime we always used to play about together, it just seemed like nothing else mattered, and for once the universe was righted. I miss him, but I moved on. Try and make some new friends, look for people who seem to be like you, and succeed where I failed. Talk to people, socialise unlike I did, and now I'm paying for it. Its a big world out there, and theres still a ways to go. Follow your heart, and don't screw up like me.[/QUOTE]
we can help you more if you tell us your fetish
are we talking like latex or something, or furry bondage rape?
[editline]17th November 2010[/editline]
[QUOTE=Passerby Silver;26106865]:sigh: I can't stop posting in this thread every-time I feel bad about something...
I'm sixteen years old, and my little brother is eleven. We share a bedroom; we live in a two-bedroom Council House; and our bedroom is the smallest of the two (my Mum and step-Dad have the other bedroom). It's... always been hard sharing like this, but now I'm going through college it's harder than ever, and the Council won't to anything to help us. They keep telling us "Oh just keep bidding on three-bedroom council houses, you'll get one eventually!" But we're in "band-C", and three bedroom council houses, 90% of the time, go to Band-B's and A's. They won't move us up a band, even though we're technically eligible to be in Band-B, I-I think...
I can't live like this any more... our room is tiny, I barely have enough space to work on stuff let alone buy more things I want. It gets awkward cause we're opposite genders as well... It also gets awkward [sp]when I'm on my period... and I can even think about masturbating- though sharing a room doesn't stop me from looking at hentai and the like on my Laptop[/sp]. But... oh... well...[/QUOTE]
bring laptop into bathroom
fap to something other than hentai
[QUOTE=BagMinge104;26108543]fap to something other than hentai[/QUOTE]
the hentai part is pretty irrelevant you know
My best friend moved too. Knew him for 8 years. He comes and visits, but not too much lately, I haven't seen him in a few months.
I've got a date :cool:
I'm going to Phoenix for a weekend with a lovely lady from the other shift.
[editline]Chyeah[/editline]
I like the way her boobs look.
I just got the a-ok from my parents to work towards opening my own business. They're really excited about my idea and for once aren't just shoving it aside like some kind of silly dream.
I feel fantastic right now.
yay :neckbeard:
The first time I've talked to my brother in 3 months from college. I tell him I've been falling on hard times for the last couple of months and don't feel like putting up with his shit when he comes back for Thanksgiving. I thought he would take me serious and say something like, "When I come back, tell me what these problems are" or some bullshit like that.
You know what I hear?
He fucking laughs, LAUGHS, right into the phone and calls me a dipshit. Then he says, "LOL TROLLED." I was about ready to toss the phone across the room and out the window if it weren't for the fact that it was my moms phone.
He was the only one I trusted with my emotions and feelings for years. I thought I'd have a shoulder to cry on and to comfort me. Instead I get fucking laughed at and called names. I never want to talk to him again.
He said, "Lol Trolled"? As in, he SAID L-O-L...?
Kill him. Murder him with a large blunt object with lots of small sharp objects attached to it.
[QUOTE=MrAfroShark70;26110250]The first time I've talked to my brother in 3 months from college. I tell him I've been falling on hard times for the last couple of months and don't feel like putting up with his shit when he comes back for Thanksgiving. I thought he would take me serious and say something like, "When I come back, tell me what these problems are" or some bullshit like that.
You know what I hear?
He fucking laughs, LAUGHS, right into the phone and calls me a dipshit. Then he says, "LOL TROLLED." I was about ready to toss the phone across the room and out the window if it weren't for the fact that it was my moms phone.
He was the only one I trusted with my emotions and feelings for years. I thought I'd have a shoulder to cry on and to comfort me. Instead I get fucking laughed at and called names. I never want to talk to him again.[/QUOTE]
What a fucking asshole. It was that way with my bro at first but he matured.
[QUOTE=Pascall;25998622]Is it your final year of high school? Can't you always try out again next season? There's also local teams in a lot of cities that are for teenagers. I say don't give up and keep practicing. You can only get better.[/QUOTE]
I appreciate the encouragement, but it really doesn't matter anymore. Even tho I was the only one who actually practiced everyday at the tryout I sucked. Like it was really embarrassing, I wanted to punch myself in the face multiple times. So I took it out on this kid by pushing him into a garbage can, I don't know how but I managed to break his nose. We're pretty good friends now so at least that's good...
I feel like I'm pretty decent at many things that I attempt. I've made a few songs in FL Studio that people have said are good, I'm of above average "skill" at video games, I get good grades without having to study hard, I'm a better driver than most of my friends, I'm not completely awful at sports, I have a good sense of humor, and I'm pretty good at drawing.
However, it disheartens me to think that, for each of these things, I know at least one person who is better than me at it. I feel like I'm a jack of all trades and master of none and that my slightly above average set of skills won't take me anywhere in life.
Also, I regret not learning either piano, guitar, or drums at a younger age.
[QUOTE=MrAfroShark70;26110250]The first time I've talked to my brother in 3 months from college. I tell him I've been falling on hard times for the last couple of months and don't feel like putting up with his shit when he comes back for Thanksgiving. I thought he would take me serious and say something like, "When I come back, tell me what these problems are" or some bullshit like that.
You know what I hear?
He fucking laughs, LAUGHS, right into the phone and calls me a dipshit. Then he says, "LOL TROLLED." I was about ready to toss the phone across the room and out the window if it weren't for the fact that it was my moms phone.
He was the only one I trusted with my emotions and feelings for years. I thought I'd have a shoulder to cry on and to comfort me. Instead I get fucking laughed at and called names. I never want to talk to him again.[/QUOTE]
Ya I sorta know how that feels man, it sucks. But hey you can talk to me if you want :buddy:
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