Holy shit, so i had a crush with a girl, but the bad thing is that she's in another class and grade. Well, she's a friend of mine, that is going to celebrate his birthday in his house and sleep there at night. I don't know how fucking lucky i am that he told me she's going to be there too (even sleeping at night). It's the best fucking day i had in months.
My mum wants to put me in a shrink if I don't talk to her about my problems. >.>
I like to think as the world and myself as a cartoon world for some reason.
Objects I see of course don't look like cartoons but when I close my eyes and imagine it, everything looks so vivid and life like. The cartoon world just seems to have more life and feels more realistic. Although I'm a realist with the world, culture, religion, politics etc, I can't get it through my head that it looks differently. The worst thing about this perception is that I view my face as a cartoon. Whatever I think I look like in my cartoon face, it actually makes my face feels like that.
This would also explain my disappointment in the human body, which is another problem because I imagine the human body as a cartoon. This causes me to have unrealistic views on the human body and usually I would smack myself for saying such a thing, it's true. I understand the anatomy, I just don't understand how to perceive it, and when I do I get very depressed or disappointed. Especially when I look myself in the mirror, because when I do I just hate the way it looks and it makes me depressed.
The thing that bothers me about this is that I understand how my body and other humans bodies look like, but they just disappoints me and makes me remap how people actually look. I also understand the way the world works, but it just all seems so funny and silly to me. Even the most maddening and depressing things make me laugh really hard.
It feels good to get that off my chest.
[editline]23rd November 2010[/editline]
[QUOTE=Summer_Gun;26251018]My mum wants to put me in a shrink if I don't talk to her about my problems. >.>[/QUOTE]
At least you're going to a shrink. I've been wanting to see a shrink for 3 years now but my parents never listen to me. At this point I think I'm an actual basket case with logic and common sense.
Disappointed about what exactly? That real-life bodies are not that beautiful, don't meet your standards etc?
I've wanted a tattoo for years but I'm not bold enough to get it done.
[QUOTE=CupUp;26251178]Disappointed about what exactly? That real-life bodies are not that beautiful, don't meet your standards etc?[/QUOTE]
If you actually read what I wrote, I said that I realize the human bodies beauty and anatomy. I'm just disappointed it because I picture the human body, as well as my own, to be in a cartoony form.
I've become a bit of a kleptomaniac the last few months.
It's exciting.
I've ignored my friends for over a week now. They didn't bother to contact me that much, furthermore I don't feel like I fit to them anymore.
Very well. Where do I begin? My father was a relentlessly self-improving boulangerie owner from Belgium with low-grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggery. My mother was a 15-year old French prostitute named Chloe with webbed feet. My father would womanize, he would drink. He would make outrageous claims like he invented the question mark. Sometimes he would accuse chestnuts of being lazy. The sort of general malaise that only the genius possess and the insane lament. My childhood was typical. Summers in Rangoon, luge lessons. In the spring we'd make meat helmets. When I was insolent, I was placed in a burlap bag and beaten with reeds. Pretty standard really. At the age of 12, I received my first scribe. At the age of 14, an Zoroastrian named Vilma ritualistically shaved my testicles. There really is nothing like a shorn scrotum, it's breathtaking I suggest you try it.
This is nowhere near as 'bad' as what alot of you guys are posting about, but I need to get it off my chest regardless.
It is mock exam week for me this week, our whole year group is having tests in every subject to see how well we are doing. Normally I don't pay much attention to false tests, but these ones I actually tried with. My science teacher told me that I would be kicked out of my class entirely if I fucked up, and when the test came it was on things I don't even remember doing (We'd not done 1/3 of the lessons the tests were based on) and I totally fucked it up. I've not even got my results yet, but I'm the type of person who worries about everything and probably takes them out of contact. All I can think of at the moment is how I'm going to be kicked out of my class and it's gotten me all worked up and I probably need to chill out but I just can't. Do any of you guys have any easy ways to calm yourselves down and stop worrying about stuff, because I'm so worked up :(
[QUOTE=junker|154;26252491]I've ignored my friends for over a week now. They didn't bother to contact me that much, furthermore I don't feel like I fit to them anymore.[/QUOTE]
Are we the same person or something? Oh yeah, my name is Tyler Durden.
My name is st0rmforce and I read comments on youtube. (I could stop here, it pretty much sums it up)
I don't know why, I really should stop. But it's like a car crash, I can't help but look.
I like videos of machines: engines, kinetic art, models, electronics, that kind of stuff. But I can always find, within a few minutes, a comment that really pisses me off.
Why the fuck should I care, for example, if people believe that perpetual motion is possible? "Free energy" seems to be pretty big on youtube at the moment, even though it doesn't work, has never worked and would require the laws of physics to be re-written to ever work. I sometimes even find myself replying.
It really annoys me that there are people out there that don't let their lack of intelligence or knowledge stop them from commenting.
It saddens me when people are too busy formulating their own theories, making enemies and pushing away friends to bother stepping back for a moment and seeing the whole picture. I have to stand by and watch people hurt and know that my name is being thrown around because people won't just say straight off if they have a problem. I'm a nice person. I can throw up my hands when I'm wrong, and I can accept people's viewpoints. I just find it sad that people would rather make enemies than friends.
-deep breath-
That feels better.
[QUOTE=Daddy-of-war;26096992]I got 3 girls. 2 in my old hometown and 1 in my current town. The thing is, one of them is a ex who cheated on me, and she started coming back to me. We are gonna see eachother, only because I want sex, even though she says she loves me more than anything. I don't feel bad at all, after being pushed around so much, I finally get a chance to be the guy who has more than one girl.
That's not the worst part....I actually love them all, and still love my ex the same, and it's kinda tearing me up inside.
I don't feel like a winner D:![/QUOTE]
Make that 4 girls. A friend of mine has set me up with one of her girlfriends. She's really nice and pretty. Only down? She's a Christian....must convert her...
[QUOTE=Daddy-of-war;26259013]Make that 4 girls. A friend of mine has set me up with one of her girlfriends. She's really nice and pretty. Only down? She's a Christian....must convert her...[/QUOTE]
Convert is such a strong word.
Enlighten her. People don't like having religious dogma stuffed down their throat.
[QUOTE=OvB;26259080]Convert is such a strong word.
Enlighten her. People don't like having religious dogma stuffed down their throat.[/QUOTE]
I was being sarcastic bro. I don't care if she's a Christian, she thinks I am cute, and funny. I just want me some poontang
(and a good relationship)
1. Never having had a girlfriend kind of bothers me sometimes. Then I realize - 'what's the point of it? It's just an irrelevant biological instinct', and then I realize that I'm hopeless in terms of that issue.
Seriously though, it really bothers me. Sometimes I really wish that there was someone who I could relate to in every way, who understood me, who I found attractive, and wasn't just another one of my nerdy friends. I have friends who are just like me that 'get' me, but are guys, and any girls I know that 'get' me are either completely unattractive or aren't single.
Yep, pretty typical, all too common story, I guess.
2. I'm a huge slacker who gets things done at the very last second and gets A's and B's in everything. My teachers all seem to think I'm their best student, but I really don't even put forth much effort into anything other than to just avoid getting in trouble for not doing homework.
3. I guess that other than that my life if fine. It seems to me that almost every one of my friends has something or other horribly wrong with their life, and here I am complaining when I'm probably the luckiest sob of them all - all things considered.
[QUOTE=thenecronlord;26237798]i told my friends at school i was a furry, they seem to b ok wit dat[/QUOTE]
Add this man to FURRY FLAGGER!
My mom likes to play Farmville on Facebook, and I told her I thought it was fucking stupid, and she says it's fun to play after she comes home from working all day, and now that I think about it, it was kinda fucked up of me to say that. :frown:
I like watching movies in the cinema alone. Doesn't bother me at all.
I haven't swam for the last 6 years.
I'm a virgin.
I find myself checking out men.
I wank to straight porn.
I'm sexually confused.
I never hang out with my friends. I prefer staying at home using the computer.
I have an underwear fetish.
I fantasize a lot about being a superhero.
I'm still hoping my mother goes through with the divorce.
I procrastinate a lot.
I think of Scoot every 5 minutes or so.
I'm terrible at maths or anything that requires calculations.
I have learned a lot about you today Rong.
[QUOTE=Rong;26261219]I like watching movies in the cinema alone. Doesn't bother me at all.
I haven't swam for the last 6 years.
I'm a virgin.
I find myself checking out men.
I wank to straight porn.
I'm sexually confused.
I never hang out with my friends. I prefer staying at home using the computer.
I have an underwear fetish.
I fantasize a lot about being a superhero.
I'm still hoping my mother goes through with the divorce.
I procrastinate a lot.
I think of Scoot every 5 minutes or so.
I'm terrible at maths or anything that requires calculations.[/QUOTE]
It's okay Rong I still love you.
:glomp:
But I still like you Rong.
[editline]23rd November 2010[/editline]
Dammit loco.
I think about Garrus every 5 minutes or so. :allears:
[QUOTE=Pascall;26261251]I think about Garrus every 5 minutes or so. :allears:[/QUOTE]
I bet you do.
[QUOTE=Pascall;26261251]I think about Garrus every 5 minutes or so. :allears:[/QUOTE]
That's kind of creepy, but okay.
I wish this chick would make up her mind about what she thinks of me already.
On a more deeper level, I'm pretty sure I've fucked up my life.
I fucked up my childhood and I'm too old to learn the things I should of learn't.
Taking steps to fix this shit up is probably the hardest thing I've ever attempted, and I'm trying to study to be a Mechatronic Engineer.
I hate my life, I got tired of computers like 2 years ago. I have poor handwriting, it upsets me when someone asks, "What does this say?", even after I say go ahead and tell me if you can't read it. I'm weak, I never lifted weights, and right now I'm only able to lift 25 pound dumbells, but I still think oh well, got to start some where. What really hurts me is that, I've been playing computers all my lift, and in total that I've seen my dad, I'd probably see my dad about like... 6-2 years in total for my whole life. I'm a emotional guy, not gay, I cry because I know I fucked up my life by not spending my time with my family and now I'm gonna leave them because I want to enlist, no matter what.
During my elementary years, and middle school years, I used to just... sit down near a tree, turned the other way alone so no one will see me.
I'm socially awkward, always have been, I don't take chances, like asking a girl out, OR even fucking asking my friends out to go have fuck cause we hanged out at my schools football game, and to be honest, that was the funnest night of my life.
The way I want to die is by getting shot, shot in the army with my age around 28-35 so I don't bare the pain of my family dying before me.
I'm scared of heights, yet I want to be a paratrooper...
From my point of view, it's like video games and no discipline fucked my life up, no life, no social skills, socially awkward, scared to drive - because I feel like I'll crash and be responsible for someones death.
I don't go outside much, at my school, I'm probably the whitest kid you know with a farmers tan.
Yet - all of this I can fix (except my child hood, probably fear, emotions, and socially awkwardness) easily, but I have no motivation, no matter what anyone does, except for the Army, I'm already taking steps for that.
I have to say, I'm kind of ashamed and terrified of my generation. My best (not best friend, but more of the greatest person to be friends with of the group) friend is a lesbian, hipster, slut, and was raped a couple times, even though she's fucking 14. My actual best friend rarely, if ever, hangs out with anyone, and generally is a hipster faggot. Then there's some asshole kid who constantly approaches me, spouts out some strawman shit from Conservapedia, Youtube comments, or his fatass, Macfaggot friend, and believes he is completely right about it.
[QUOTE=Pascall;26261251]I think about Garrus every 5 minutes or so. :allears:[/QUOTE]
That's OK, it's not as bad as me always thinking about Spike every five minutes. And I bet no one will know who I'm talking about.
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