My brother bought inFamous today. I am proud to admit I spent four straight hours playing it before quiting because blood was coming
from my eyes for some reason.
So you reminded me of an old web comic strip. Coudn't resist posting it.
Valkyrie wrote:Hmm, I've been thinking about a couple of things, mainly about how college will bring about new experiences, and hopefully I'll meet a special someone there I'm also bricking it about my maths GCSE on Monday, and I'm also impressed that this thread has reached 100 pages!
So I'm over the girl I went to prom with. Even if we did get in a relationship, it would only be for 3 months because we're both going to different colleges.
Woooooo
Now to go hit on some random girls and see what happens.
Vladsimpaler wrote:So I'm over the girl I went to prom with. Even if we did get in a relationship, it would only be for 3 months because we're both going to different colleges.
Woooooo
Now to go hit on some random girls and see what happens.
Im, sorry to hear that, man. All well at least you looked cool going to the prom.
Shadowbrand wrote:Oh i'm sure in the summer when its mating season I will just sail over to Hawaii and steal me one on my longboat.
That sounds like a glorious euphemism.
It does indeed.
I am so gonna ask a girl out using that tommorow. With ym buds nearby to haul my ass to the hospital if need be....
I also want to get in a fight. There's this one guy at my school, who everytime I see, my hands curls into a fist and I can't help but imagine kicking his teeth so far down his throat that he can talk out his ass.
But this close to the end of the year, I'd get my punishment start of next year, which'll suck. Another reason I shouldn't fight him is he's on the rifle team, same as me.
But he was a dill weed to me all season, which made everyone else be a dick to me all season.
I think I should kick the crap outta him next year. Why not let the rage smoulder inside me as I stoke the flames of my hate with thoughts of ass whoopage?
I killed a man, because he had a ice cream cone and I wanted it so fething bad. I punched his so hard in the face it turned into a vagina and then I tore his mortal coil out with my bare hands.
Strawberry is the best. And for all you know I live on a flaming dream boat living the dream, with a hairless Asian lover massaging me as we ride off into the bright blue ocean.
Shadowbrand wrote:
I killed a man, because he had a ice cream cone and I wanted it so fething bad. I punched his so hard in the face it turned into a vagina and then I tore his mortal coil out with my bare hands.
Just for a ice cream cone, it was strawberry.
I-uh, what?
Strawberry? You did all that for Strawberry? You, sir, sicken me.
Vladsimpaler wrote:So I'm over the girl I went to prom with. Even if we did get in a relationship, it would only be for 3 months because we're both going to different colleges.
Woooooo
Now to go hit on some random girls and see what happens.
Im, sorry to hear that, man. All well at least you looked cool going to the prom.
It's all good. It was fun while it lasted. And I'd post pictures but then you guys would know what I looked like.
Vladsimpaler wrote:So I'm over the girl I went to prom with. Even if we did get in a relationship, it would only be for 3 months because we're both going to different colleges.
Woooooo
Now to go hit on some random girls and see what happens.
Im, sorry to hear that, man. All well at least you looked cool going to the prom.
It's all good. It was fun while it lasted. And I'd post pictures but then you guys would know what I looked like.
Personally I would be looking for your ex , not you in the image anyway.
Vladsimpaler wrote:So I'm over the girl I went to prom with. Even if we did get in a relationship, it would only be for 3 months because we're both going to different colleges.
Woooooo
Now to go hit on some random girls and see what happens.
Im, sorry to hear that, man. All well at least you looked cool going to the prom.
It's all good. It was fun while it lasted. And I'd post pictures but then you guys would know what I looked like.
Personally I would be looking for your ex , not you in the image anyway.
(That came out creepier than I intended )
Hahahaha, no worries.
*mutters* Damned Canadians tryin' to steal my girl...oh wait I don't like her anymore
We may still hang out a bit this summer (her and I) but it would just be as friends.
I killed a man, because he had a ice cream cone and I wanted it so fething bad. I punched his so hard in the face it turned into a vagina and then I tore his mortal coil out with my bare hands.
Just for a ice cream cone, it was strawberry.
Reminds me of the beginning of the DMC anime...
Dante goes into a pub, and sits up the front. Bartender asks what he wants.
"Strawberry Sundae..."
Bartender and pub goers make fun of him wanting the sundae
PLOT (something about demons, and a pub, turns out to be the pub they're in)
He then kills them all violently with guns and a sword, and walks away saying
"Next time you better have Strawberry Sundaes on the menu"
Well, i had two panic attacks because of exams today, joined a band, and revised until my fingers bled. Not that it'll matter, im going to fail my AS biology unit 2 exam. I fething hate my biology teacher. SHe just failed at teaching it! in fairness, i really didnt listen, i mean who cares about transpiration rates, apoplastic and symplastic pathways and how homoglous pairs form a zygote.....
Oh and then i got a history exam the day after...
But then on friday i get my first gig (im excited!)
Automatically Appended Next Post: Oh, and my girl friend's in the band aswell!
I dont have to spend as much 'quality time' with her family now, which is a plus
I honestly reccomend watching those two links, they're hilarious.
Now, my exam went well today, and im practicing my vocals for friday
Hahahaha, those were hilarious.
Anyway, lately I've been thinking that I want to get into alcohol, I've been sort of prompted by MDG's thread on beer. And of course, being a snob, I'm going to want to drink actual beer at parties, not Budweiser or anything along those lines.
Still probably not going to get into pot, and I will probably drink rather sparingly. I'm 17 btw
I wish people would stop pretending they know me when they clearly don't. Anger for instance. People say "I know what you're angers like". No, you don't know at all, the anger you see is merely a paddywhack. When I really lose my temper, even Angron would be nervous.
And you know those mornings where you wake up, think of someone, and say to yourself "You know what, me old son? I think I love her"? Yeah, I had one of those today.
Having just discovered I do indeed have the time to go LARPing this year (Dates worked out beautifully!) I'm now desperately trying to think what my Vet Pick will be.
Ya know mettali, I really thought about losing some weight. Then I went to that doubles tourney in PG. *This is before I swore to never go to a tourney for as long as I live so help me Allfather*
Anyways let's just say upon looking at some of the guys I was up against. I realized I didn't have to lose a damn pound I am just fine.
I eat fairly healthy too and I walk a good hour a day to and from school.
Yup in my own bed, covered and everything with underwear on.
It was a dime.
well, that rules out a party foul on your part, kind of rules out most party related activities. About the only thing i can think of is either vindictive siblings or the Chaos Gods put it there.
When I first read your wake-up call story, I thought it said "dime bag". I wasn't sure if it was the actual "stuff" or the "Dimebag Darrel" action figure. Then I re-read it and thought you should put that 10 cents under your pillow and see what the a$$ fairy gives you. lol
- it was like 4:40am when I read it, cut me some slack.
Going to Disneyland today with my grade, which is the Senior Class. It's not grad-night as we haven't graduated yet. I'm looking forward to that too though.
Hopefully get a little alone-time with a cute girl in my class who I know likes me. I only say this because we talked for like 30-45 minutes about us being married in the future and of course once the conversation got to kids I knew that it wasn't just all fun-and-games anymore, you know.
Well, thats that then. Game over. Everyone wants Fauntleroy gone, or dead. Everyone of those fethers who I have to call my schoolmates, all their freinds, even my best freind wants nothing to do with me. And why? What is the reason for this disgust?
I hit someone. Once. And it wasn't even hard, but no, once reserved and quiet Fauntleroy snap's, it's now the single greatest sin a man can commit bar none. They've always hated me, but now they are literally baying for my blood. Violence is their answer to everything, why can't it be mine? Perhaps their right thogh. Perhaps I should be dead. I'm just a pathetic little outcast, it's not like anyone would miss me.
Sorry, sorry, I just had to get this out of my system.
TBone and the Shanker are visiting Houston. Tbone the ten lb wonder wiener has taken up following mom’s tank of a mountain dog (Rusty)about the yard and running the fence/barking at passerby. Visualize 80lb golden retreiver type with an ancient 10 lb wiener dog standing side by side, barking through the fence.
Rusty’s herding instincts are coming into play
The Shanker (the 12 lb wiener) got uppity while Tbone was scratching and they got into a fight (ok if you call two wieners in what looks like a Broadway dance off a fight) Rusty walked over and just bowled them both over and then barked at them-once. Later when Tbone got confused about where he was and stopped in the middle of the back yard (he’s really near sighted and is on heavy meds that would make a drug addict go…wo) Rusty walked out and, nosed him, and guided him back in. Way to herd!
GC was notified she’s started in percussion next year. That’s two drummers in my house at the same time. Someone get me an icepick to dull the pain! (ok actually when I’m upstairs the marimba from downstairs sounds really awesome).
I'm quite chuffed, as I've been working on some calculus I could never get my head around in college and it's coming fairly easy to me. Still filling in mounds of paperwork for the new job and the move to Blighty, but things in Boss land are steadily improving on the whole.
Tea+The Sounds+Hordes list plotting is an awesome quiet night in, too.
@Fauntelroy: feth 'em. They're not going to matter in 5 years time. Your family and your future is what matters. That said, how much longer do you have to put up with these gakkers, and what was this all about? (furthermore, was this someone a girl?)
Yeah EF is right. They are just being ers which unfortuantely happens a lot at school. Most likely many of them don't have a problem with but are just following those that do.
Little lord Fauntleroy wrote:Well, thats that then. Game over. Everyone wants Fauntleroy gone, or dead. Everyone of those fethers who I have to call my schoolmates, all their freinds, even my best freind wants nothing to do with me. And why? What is the reason for this disgust?
I hit someone. Once. And it wasn't even hard, but no, once reserved and quiet Fauntleroy snap's, it's now the single greatest sin a man can commit bar none. They've always hated me, but now they are literally baying for my blood. Violence is their answer to everything, why can't it be mine? Perhaps their right thogh. Perhaps I should be dead. I'm just a pathetic little outcast, it's not like anyone would miss me.
Sorry, sorry, I just had to get this out of my system.
Why stop at hitting someone once? Attack them multiple times, beating them worse and worse each time. And everytime you attack them, target a different part of their body.
By the end of the week, they'll be lucky if you let them walk. And then, oh then, bring the pain everyday of the week and get in a massive brawl.
I guarentee you someone will be waiting for an excuse to fight, and will go in and start attacking everybody in sight, helping you without even knowing it.
Little lord Fauntleroy wrote:Well, thats that then. Game over. Everyone wants Fauntleroy gone, or dead. Everyone of those fethers who I have to call my schoolmates, all their freinds, even my best freind wants nothing to do with me. And why? What is the reason for this disgust?
I hit someone. Once. And it wasn't even hard, but no, once reserved and quiet Fauntleroy snap's, it's now the single greatest sin a man can commit bar none. They've always hated me, but now they are literally baying for my blood. Violence is their answer to everything, why can't it be mine? Perhaps their right thogh. Perhaps I should be dead. I'm just a pathetic little outcast, it's not like anyone would miss me.
Sorry, sorry, I just had to get this out of my system.
I'm sensing a nefarious youth here. You have two options:
1. Apologize. man up and admit to your patheticness. Do it quickly.
2. Go rogue. Either go hooligan or become a conservative. Dare to be different. Form your own Fight Club. Take up boxing. Become a heavy. Become a cop. Join the whale protesters and hurl stinking stuff and Japanese whaleboats off Antartica. Or really be evil and become a politician.
Automatically Appended Next Post: I just started playing Xbox live.
I'm enjoying the fact i have 2 years offline experiance to kill people with. (but i haven't played in a while...)
It wasn't. I don't hit girls. That's just wrong on so many levels.
Golden Eyed Scout wrote:
Little lord Fauntleroy wrote:Well, thats that then. Game over. Everyone wants Fauntleroy gone, or dead. Everyone of those fethers who I have to call my schoolmates, all their freinds, even my best freind wants nothing to do with me. And why? What is the reason for this disgust?
I hit someone. Once. And it wasn't even hard, but no, once reserved and quiet Fauntleroy snap's, it's now the single greatest sin a man can commit bar none. They've always hated me, but now they are literally baying for my blood. Violence is their answer to everything, why can't it be mine? Perhaps their right thogh. Perhaps I should be dead. I'm just a pathetic little outcast, it's not like anyone would miss me.
Sorry, sorry, I just had to get this out of my system.
Why stop at hitting someone once? Attack them multiple times, beating them worse and worse each time. And everytime you attack them, target a different part of their body.
By the end of the week, they'll be lucky if you let them walk. And then, oh then, bring the pain everyday of the week and get in a massive brawl.
I guarentee you someone will be waiting for an excuse to fight, and will go in and start attacking everybody in sight, helping you without even knowing it.
Oh, I couldn't even wait dear Scout. I went in and I went mental. It was glorius. They never saw me coming. I could have shot them there and then, if you'd handed me a gun; I could have done it. I would have done it, and no-one could have stopped me. They Jock and his infantile little gang walked home with limbs on the verge of breaking. Three more people turned and ran. Some just stood there with their mouths open. A few even tried to calm me down, but I know better than that. No-one can sooth my temper when I flip, my boy. Well...one person can, and she did, but it was done by then.
That infliction of pain was the single best feeling I have ever experienced. I made them suffer, and I say damn the consequences.
Inflicting pain is not good. Your a good person, and attacking people for no reason is sick. Im sorry, but it is. I honestly think, if you felt it was good, you need professional help.
I think Fauntleroy may have just been in a bad mood so medical help isn't required just yet I'm pretty sure it's something evryone experiences occasionally, and it's all fine as long as your able to controll it.
Well I'm glad I read the last line of that Shadowbrand, up until that you weren't really doing much to support the idea that we shouldn't be getting Fauntleroy some help. In fact I'm starting to worry about you now (not that I didn't already)
It's just a bad situation to be in. Feeling outcast is not a nice experience. I know that pretty well but trust me Fauntleroy, letting yourself take it out on the others will just make them treat you worse. It will probably feel like everyone's against you but really thats just them being too stupid to make up there own opinions of you.
4M2A wrote:Well I'm glad I read the last line of that Shadowbrand, up until that you weren't really doing much to support the idea that we shouldn't be getting Fauntleroy some help. In fact I'm starting to worry about you now (not that I didn't already)
It's just a bad situation to be in. Feeling outcast is not a nice experience. I know that pretty well but trust me Fauntleroy, letting yourself take it out on the others will just make them treat you worse. It will probably feel like everyone's against you but really thats just them being too stupid to make up there own opinions of you.
or you can find them, one at a time and beat senseless with a whippy stick. Your whippy stick reputaiton will be so enourmous that cads will tremble at your aproach and the ladies will swoon for such a manly whippy stick man.
I disagree, though everyone tends to go through a moment of rage in their life, where they lash out to cause harm, knowone should feel like what they had done was good. I have gotten in alot of fights in my time, and iv'e also got alot of injuries from STOPPING fights(most recantly a broken finger) If you asked me what feels better, its the preventing conflict every time. Just think, every time you hit someone, your pushing yourself away from others. But to enjoy hurting people. No, thats not right. Everyone who get's into fights dont feel good about it. They dont feel happy that they broke their adverseries nose...
I do agree with you Ghosty, fighting for a reason is ok with me but trying to cause damage not so much. However when that many people turn against you can't really win whatever you do. I've been in situations when whatever I say everyone disagrees with me and causes as problems just for a laugh and that can continue for weeks. When you still have friends to go to it's easy to take the moral highground but if you don't then it grinds you down really fast. You stop worrying about whats wrong and right because they obviously don't.
True, thats happened to me before. I did flip eventually, but i didn't enjoy it. And i made sure that it was me who got beaten 3 shades of gak into. But, it did stop the bullying, as people then felt guilty *shrugs*
I suppose everyone has their own way of dealing with problems, but i seriously took problem against him saying he enjoyed it.
I am a terrible driver. I hit inanimate objects. I hit a pole at the gas station yesterday and the side of my car is crunched. The rear door still opens so i am contemplating not getting it fixed because I don't want to spend the money if it will just happen again.
Little Lord, Don't worry, as long as you don't start going mental all the time, your still good. What you described has happened to me on two occasions, and beleive it or not, has actually made me a calmer person. I don't want to be like that, and so I watch my temper a whole lot more closer than I used to...
THE GAUNTLET AS BEEN THROWN!
As some of you may know, I have been trying to make a comic for a while (Or you may not know, I honestly forget who I tell these days). Well, a friend of mine threw down the guantlet on me: Come up with a good story/backstory AND characters for a fighting game, which as most of you know, is not exactly a genre well known for its storylines. If I lose, I lose, and have to bow down to him while he wears The Crown and holds the Scepter of Awesomeness. If I win, the same thing happens, but reversed. The Rules? I have to come up with the characters and storyline, all by myself, no help from anyone else (Asking people for their opinion on it is another matter), and the story has to be able to be simplified into one sentence and yet still understandable.
So, after thinking about it, at first I wanted to go with Gods of various mythologies fighting, but I couldn't really think of a decent storyline to it. I then thought about superhumans controling elements, but again, inspiration hadn't struck me for storylines. Then I thought "What about childhood monsters fighting inside of this kids head when he is asleep?", but other than the Boogeyman, I didn't really want to do any other monsters. Thats when it hit me: Aliens!
One Sentence: Aliens kidnap one of our greatest soldiers (think along the lines of Sam Fisher) to take part in a contest where he fights different breeds of aliens, with the alien race that kills him being able to Om Nom Nom the planet.
On the basis of not boring you guys with all the details I've worked out, that is probably too much already
Little lord Fauntleroy wrote: I guarentee you someone will be waiting for an excuse to fight, and will go in and start attacking everybody in sight, helping you without even knowing it. Oh, I couldn't even wait dear Scout. I went in and I went mental. It was glorius. They never saw me coming. I could have shot them there and then, if you'd handed me a gun; I could have done it. I would have done it, and no-one could have stopped me. They Jock and his infantile little gang walked home with limbs on the verge of breaking. Three more people turned and ran. Some just stood there with their mouths open. A few even tried to calm me down, but I know better than that. No-one can sooth my temper when I flip, my boy. Well...one person can, and she did, but it was done by then. That infliction of pain was the single best feeling I have ever experienced. I made them suffer, and I say damn the consequences.
I have to disaggre with some people on dakka right now. They say you need for help for enjoying hurting someone.
I say you need to do it more often.
Everytime I kicked someones ass, or hurt someone (through words or actions) I have felt a surge of pride and elation that is hard to match.
The same appears to go for you LLF.
And if this guy gets his buddies together to try and get back at you, state this line. Word. For. fething. Word.
"I want you to know before I beat the hell outta you, I enjoyed hurting you. I enjoyed the primal rush of power, the animalstic pride I got from causing you pain.
I have never seen things so clearly, smelt things so sharply, heard sounds so perfectly, as in that moment when I beat you up. And I will enjoy causing just as much harm to your friends as I did to you."
At this point sink into a Samuel L. Jackson voice.
"Beware ye foolish. For you have awoken the wrath of a righteous God, and I shall strike down upon ye with great vengence, furious anger, and unearthly resolve with the fury unseen by mortal eyes."
Golden Eyed Scout wrote:I have to disaggre with some people on dakka right now. They say you need for help for enjoying hurting someone.
I say you need to do it more often.
Everytime I kicked someones ass, or hurt someone (through words or actions) I have felt a surge of pride and elation that is hard to match.
The same appears to go for you LLF.
And if this guy gets his buddies together to try and get back at you, state this line. Word. For. fething. Word.
"I want you to know before I beat the hell outta you, I enjoyed hurting you. I enjoyed the primal rush of power, the animalstic pride I got from causing you pain.
I have never seen things so clearly, smelt things so sharply, heard sounds so perfectly, as in that moment when I beat you up. And I will enjoy causing just as much harm to your friends as I did to you."
At this point sink into a Samuel L. Jackson voice.
"Beware ye foolish. For you have awoken the wrath of a righteous God, and I shall strike down upon ye with great vengence, furious anger, and unearthly resolve with the fury unseen by mortal eyes."
Little lord Fauntleroy wrote:Well, thats that then. Game over. Everyone wants Fauntleroy gone, or dead. Everyone of those fethers who I have to call my schoolmates, all their freinds, even my best freind wants nothing to do with me. And why? What is the reason for this disgust?
I hit someone. Once. And it wasn't even hard, but no, once reserved and quiet Fauntleroy snap's, it's now the single greatest sin a man can commit bar none. They've always hated me, but now they are literally baying for my blood. Violence is their answer to everything, why can't it be mine? Perhaps their right thogh. Perhaps I should be dead. I'm just a pathetic little outcast, it's not like anyone would miss me.
Sorry, sorry, I just had to get this out of my system.
How much longer do you have until you graduate? I suggest you hang in there and keep your cool, once high school is over you should travel you'll meet tons of new people and friends, I know I did on my trip to Seattle.
Golden Eyed Scout wrote:
And if this guy gets his buddies together to try and get back at you, state this line. Word. For. fething. Word.
"I want you to know before I beat the hell outta you, I enjoyed hurting you. I enjoyed the primal rush of power, the animalstic pride I got from causing you pain.
I have never seen things so clearly, smelt things so sharply, heard sounds so perfectly, as in that moment when I beat you up. And I will enjoy causing just as much harm to your friends as I did to you."
At this point sink into a Samuel L. Jackson voice.
"Beware ye foolish. For you have awoken the wrath of a righteous God, and I shall strike down upon ye with great vengence, furious anger, and unearthly resolve with the fury unseen by mortal eyes."
And then he gets knifed. Good move there.
I suggest that you quote the suggested if you intend to
1. Get laughed at
2. Lose more respect from everyone
3. Get knifed
Game over.
Honestly Cheesecat is giving good advice. Wait it out. See if you can transfer schools. But if you can't transfer, just wait it out. You screwed up, plain and simple. You need to do some serious damage control and if you don't do that and decide to keep on being creepy kid, go for it. This is coming from someone who was just in high school like 3 weeks ago before I got out.
Golden Eyed Scout wrote:
And if this guy gets his buddies together to try and get back at you, state this line. Word. For. fething. Word.
"I want you to know before I beat the hell outta you, I enjoyed hurting you. I enjoyed the primal rush of power, the animalstic pride I got from causing you pain.
I have never seen things so clearly, smelt things so sharply, heard sounds so perfectly, as in that moment when I beat you up. And I will enjoy causing just as much harm to your friends as I did to you."
At this point sink into a Samuel L. Jackson voice.
"Beware ye foolish. For you have awoken the wrath of a righteous God, and I shall strike down upon ye with great vengence, furious anger, and unearthly resolve with the fury unseen by mortal eyes."
And then he gets knifed. Good move there.
Game over.
If they're on his property, it's trespassing. And he can do whatever he feels he needs to do to ensure his safety and wellbeing in that case.
It wasn't. I don't hit girls. That's just wrong on so many levels.
Golden Eyed Scout wrote:
Little lord Fauntleroy wrote:Well, thats that then. Game over. Everyone wants Fauntleroy gone, or dead. Everyone of those fethers who I have to call my schoolmates, all their freinds, even my best freind wants nothing to do with me. And why? What is the reason for this disgust?
I hit someone. Once. And it wasn't even hard, but no, once reserved and quiet Fauntleroy snap's, it's now the single greatest sin a man can commit bar none. They've always hated me, but now they are literally baying for my blood. Violence is their answer to everything, why can't it be mine? Perhaps their right thogh. Perhaps I should be dead. I'm just a pathetic little outcast, it's not like anyone would miss me.
Sorry, sorry, I just had to get this out of my system.
Why stop at hitting someone once? Attack them multiple times, beating them worse and worse each time. And everytime you attack them, target a different part of their body.
By the end of the week, they'll be lucky if you let them walk. And then, oh then, bring the pain everyday of the week and get in a massive brawl.
I guarentee you someone will be waiting for an excuse to fight, and will go in and start attacking everybody in sight, helping you without even knowing it.
Oh, I couldn't even wait dear Scout. I went in and I went mental. It was glorius. They never saw me coming. I could have shot them there and then, if you'd handed me a gun; I could have done it. I would have done it, and no-one could have stopped me. They Jock and his infantile little gang walked home with limbs on the verge of breaking. Three more people turned and ran. Some just stood there with their mouths open. A few even tried to calm me down, but I know better than that. No-one can sooth my temper when I flip, my boy. Well...one person can, and she did, but it was done by then.
That infliction of pain was the single best feeling I have ever experienced. I made them suffer, and I say damn the consequences.
Who's this "she" a girl you like? A friend? Teacher? Either way she sounds like a pretty decent person.
Golden Eyed Scout wrote:
And if this guy gets his buddies together to try and get back at you, state this line. Word. For. fething. Word.
"I want you to know before I beat the hell outta you, I enjoyed hurting you. I enjoyed the primal rush of power, the animalstic pride I got from causing you pain.
I have never seen things so clearly, smelt things so sharply, heard sounds so perfectly, as in that moment when I beat you up. And I will enjoy causing just as much harm to your friends as I did to you."
At this point sink into a Samuel L. Jackson voice.
"Beware ye foolish. For you have awoken the wrath of a righteous God, and I shall strike down upon ye with great vengence, furious anger, and unearthly resolve with the fury unseen by mortal eyes."
And then he gets knifed. Good move there.
Game over.
If they're on his property, it's trespassing. And he can do whatever he feels he needs to do to ensure his safety and wellbeing in that case.
I'm not sure where his property comes into this. You said that if they try and confront him. Doesn't have to be where he lives at all.
In either case it's going to be a lose-lose situation for him. He might as well try and make the best of it. Urging him to do stupid things that you know you wouldn't have the cajones to do yourself is, well, stupid.
I just want to make something clear with you all as I sounded like a egotistic donkey-cave there.
Look I am just different I have a different set of morals, But I really am a kindly man and I don't fight for pleasure.
I may be Nihilist but I hold values similar to the Asatorfolk, I fight out of courage and glory. Not for sick pleasure and I just have nothing to lose so.
Anyone who pesters me is fair game.
I also am very kindly to what few friends I have left. I have enough enemies in life anyways!
Shadowbrand wrote:I just want to make something clear with you all as I sounded like a egotistic donkey-cave there.
Look I am just different I have a different set of morals, But I really am a kindly man and I don't fight for pleasure.
I may be Nihilist but I hold values similar to the Asatorfolk, I fight out of courage and glory. Not for sick pleasure and I just have nothing to lose so.
Anyone who pesters me is fair game.
I also am very kindly to what few friends I have left. I have enough enemies in life anyways!
I had Alphaghetti for the first time in like 3 years tonight.
Shadowbrand wrote:I just want to make something clear with you all as I sounded like a egotistic donkey-cave there.
Look I am just different I have a different set of morals, But I really am a kindly man and I don't fight for pleasure.
I may be Nihilist but I hold values similar to the Asatorfolk, I fight out of courage and glory. Not for sick pleasure and I just have nothing to lose so.
Anyone who pesters me is fair game.
I also am very kindly to what few friends I have left. I have enough enemies in life anyways!
I had Alphaghetti for the first time in like 3 years tonight.
I forgot how awesome it was.
Metallifan I'm confused on how Shadowbrand's quote has anything to do with Alphaghetti.
Shadowbrand wrote:I just want to make something clear with you all as I sounded like a egotistic donkey-cave there.
Look I am just different I have a different set of morals, But I really am a kindly man and I don't fight for pleasure.
I may be Nihilist but I hold values similar to the Asatorfolk, I fight out of courage and glory. Not for sick pleasure and I just have nothing to lose so.
Anyone who pesters me is fair game.
I also am very kindly to what few friends I have left. I have enough enemies in life anyways!
I had Alphaghetti for the first time in like 3 years tonight.
I forgot how awesome it was.
Metallifan I'm confused on how Shadowbrand's quote has anything to do with Alphaghetti.
Well, I wussed out of surgery. I wasn't mentally prepared and I was hyperventilating by the time I was in my hospital gown.
I guess I'm not used to the idea of surgery at all. I've always been a very careful person, so I've never been injured badly enough to be sent to the hospital. Thankfully, a hydrocele isn't an injury or even a hazard to my health. Going to go in again in a couple of months.
Little Lord, first of all I just want to say that this is a phase. I was a little scrapper in my earlier years, I was getting into fights at the drop of a hat. I see nothing unnatural in kids fighting at your age. But it doesn't work in the long run. In school there are little consequences at first, but in the real word you ARE going to end up dead or in jail. You'll sober up as you mature, and realise that they don't really matter. Now excuse me while I go crack some rockheads on this thread...
Cheesecat wrote:
Golden Eyed Scout wrote:I have to disaggre with some people on dakka right now. They say you need for help for enjoying hurting someone.
I say you need to do it more often.
Everytime I kicked someones ass, or hurt someone (through words or actions) I have felt a surge of pride and elation that is hard to match.
The same appears to go for you LLF.
And if this guy gets his buddies together to try and get back at you, state this line. Word. For. fething. Word.
"I want you to know before I beat the hell outta you, I enjoyed hurting you. I enjoyed the primal rush of power, the animalstic pride I got from causing you pain.
I have never seen things so clearly, smelt things so sharply, heard sounds so perfectly, as in that moment when I beat you up. And I will enjoy causing just as much harm to your friends as I did to you."
At this point sink into a Samuel L. Jackson voice.
"Beware ye foolish. For you have awoken the wrath of a righteous God, and I shall strike down upon ye with great vengence, furious anger, and unearthly resolve with the fury unseen by mortal eyes."
Oh, bugger. Ya beat me to it. He's going to end up dead if he follows your toughguy advice. Very dead.
Shadowbrand wrote:I just want to make something clear with you all as I sounded like a egotistic donkey-cave there.
Look I am just different I have a different set of morals, But I really am a kindly man and I don't fight for pleasure.
Hang on, "Feed on their fear"? What kind of fething encouragement is this for a young man? You sound like a fething amatuer crazy serial killer villian of some sort.
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Golden Eye Scout wrote:
Vladsimpaler wrote:
And then he gets knifed. Good move there.
Game over.
If they're on his property, it's trespassing. And he can do whatever he feels he needs to do to ensure his safety and wellbeing in that case.
Testosterone is a crazy hormone. You guys will acclimatise soon, and stop feeling so aggressive all the time. Probably. But beating people up is bad, and it can go really quite badly wrong. You knock somebody down, all that has to happen is they whack their head the wrong way on the cement or off something hard on the way down, and BAM, they're dead. Best to seek a non violent resolution. Little Lord F, just stick it out. School sucks, you'll be out of there eventually, and you'll meet a lot of more interesting people.
[/boring Teacher talk]
I mean, YEAH WOO PUNCH THE GUY!
4M2A wrote:Only a whippy stick? This isn't the Frazzled we know. Maybe you should see a doctor.
Would it help if if by whippy stick I meant pistol whip with a long barreled Colt Peacemaker? Reputation...maintained...(we all know Frazzled is really just a huggable bunny of guy)
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4M2A wrote:I do agree with you Ghosty, fighting for a reason is ok with me but trying to cause damage not so much. However when that many people turn against you can't really win whatever you do. I've been in situations when whatever I say everyone disagrees with me and causes as problems just for a laugh and that can continue for weeks. When you still have friends to go to it's easy to take the moral highground but if you don't then it grinds you down really fast. You stop worrying about whats wrong and right because they obviously don't.
On the flip side, if you don't have a reputation as a lover you might as well have one as a fighter.
Never start a fight. but always, always, finish it.
(take with a grain of salt, this is coming from the guy who threatened to "take out you your parents, your grandparents and your freaking extended family, cut you up and leave you spread in little pieces from here to Lubbock!" to the kid who messed with a much younger Zman).
I wonder, is it possible to exchange X amount of currency to another form of currency, then another couple of times, then convert it back to the original currency for X+ amount of the original currency.
Golden Eyed Scout wrote:
And if this guy gets his buddies together to try and get back at you, state this line. Word. For. fething. Word.
"I want you to know before I beat the hell outta you, I enjoyed hurting you. I enjoyed the primal rush of power, the animalstic pride I got from causing you pain.
I have never seen things so clearly, smelt things so sharply, heard sounds so perfectly, as in that moment when I beat you up. And I will enjoy causing just as much harm to your friends as I did to you."
At this point sink into a Samuel L. Jackson voice.
"Beware ye foolish. For you have awoken the wrath of a righteous God, and I shall strike down upon ye with great vengence, furious anger, and unearthly resolve with the fury unseen by mortal eyes."
And then he gets knifed. Good move there.
Game over.
If they're on his property, it's trespassing. And he can do whatever he feels he needs to do to ensure his safety and wellbeing in that case.
Drk_Oblitr8r wrote:I wonder, is it possible to exchange X amount of currency to another form of currency, then another couple of times, then convert it back to the original currency for X+ amount of the original currency.
Theoretically, yes if the exchange rate improves. However it would have to improve quite a bit. Most moneychangers charge a fee for switching your curreny. You can expect to pay that fee again to return to your original currency. If the value of the curreny you changed it to improves by more than twice the surcharge by the time that you convert it to the original currency, then yes, you could.
It would be much simpler to buy some stocks or bonds.
He was reading my Legend of Drizzt book, the one where Wulfgar is first introduced.
I walk in, and he aks me some questions since I've read all the other books so far.
"Does Wulfgar become a main character?" Papa Bear
'Yes, and he is a badass too." Little Cub
"Gotta disagree with you there." Papa Bear.
He flips to the cover, and shows me Wulfgar.
'I know that's him... but... he likes kinda gay for a barbarian." Papa Bear.
Without missing a beat, I slip into an effeminate voice.
"HELLO! You just got brain matter all ove rmy new blouse! Do you even know how hard it is to keep white wolf fur clean and fabulous!?" Little Cub
He follows right up.
"Do you see my mace? It's silver and matches my handbags perfectly!" Papa Bear.
"And it has diamonds in it, and everybody knows diamonds are a girls best friend!" Papa Bear.
We go on for like five minutes, and neither of us can stop laughing.
Drk_Oblitr8r wrote:I wonder, is it possible to exchange X amount of currency to another form of currency, then another couple of times, then convert it back to the original currency for X+ amount of the original currency.
Theoretically, yes if the exchange rate improves. However it would have to improve quite a bit. Most moneychangers charge a fee for switching your curreny. You can expect to pay that fee again to return to your original currency. If the value of the curreny you changed it to improves by more than twice the surcharge by the time that you convert it to the original currency, then yes, you could.
It would be much simpler to buy some stocks or bonds.
Moneychangers are bad news. Even Jesus kung-fued their a$$e$ in the Temple of Solomon...
Which would make an awesome action-adventure movie. Not in the House of my Fatherstarring Stone Cold Steve Austin as Jesus.
I'd like to complain that my phone broke,and I have a client waiting for some of his painted stuff back. I'm about to paint his wave serpent and some other things,but my damned 'flatphone' broke. ARGH!
probably shouldnt have shattered my vocals so much, but it just felt right
Knackered me though. On the plus, we did manage to have a moshpit going, as opposed to people standing around looking awkward, waiting for the main act...
Haven't posted in ages. I was looking through a whole bunch of my old posts, I feel as if I've grown(if only a little).
Had a slightly scary day, my dad got hurt at work. Its happened before, but I was quite worried as this time round he had suffered burns. Luckily he is okay, and only has to spend the night in hospital.
In other news, the gig wentr eally well last night! We were well recieved, which is nice, and people actually enjoyed our music! Now i gotta say im looking forwards to our next gig. Not sure when it'll be, but i'll keep you posted
Tried Warmachine/Hordes today, and I think I'm gonna like it better then WHFB/WH40K game wise. I decided on starting a Legion of Everblight army. I made a post on the proper section about this, advice is much appreciated.
I walked into school two days ago expecting a fight. I was expecting to have the gak kicked out of me. But it wasn't. They weren't angry, but they were...afraid. Afraid of me. I saw it everywhere I went-people running and hiding, stepping in front of their lovers to protect them. It didn't feel good, or right. I saw my former best freind, and her eye's said just a single ting; Why?.
And I couldn't answer that question, Dakka. I tried, but I couldn't. I couldn't make excuses for what I had done or how it had felt. I had been a blind fool, to think I could control my rage. It just ended with it controlling me. I don't have the right to make them suffer, no matter if they have that right to me. So tomorrow, I will go, and they will be the tough guys again whilst I am the human punching bag.
And I think things are better that way.
Cheesecat wrote:Who's this "she" a girl you like?
Yes. Someone...someone I have liked for a very long time. She is beautiful, and funny, and smart-not that she'd be seen dead talking to me. But that doesn't matter now, does it? And anyway, she's got the same flaw the others have. She can't hear the music.
Being treated badly isn't good either. Sometimes you have to do something which is wrong for the long term effect. Just go back to acting normally as if nothing had happened. Hitting someone isn't going to make every be afraid of you they will just know that they can't treat you badly. They seem to be suprised that you hit someone which suggests they expected you to just put up with what ever they do and that is a really bad image to have.
Ahhh roofball, such a secuctive sport. Top favorite with toss the rock and the critically aclaimed wallball...
Roofball is played on the terrapin at our school. Its out of earshot of teachers and theirs no security. Its pretty squat too, so i only hurt myself cos i landed awkwardly. And i may have exagerated, i didnt break it per say, i just dislocated it and caused a hairline fracture. Now Roofball has only one rule:
You have to get the ball (which may sometimes be a rock) From one side of the roof to the other. If you fall off the roof your out
Ghosty- That sounds pretty fun. I must find a suitable roof then introduce my friends.
GES- That looks like it's going to be a cool summer. Could end up being rather painful though. I know very well that even controlled fighting can cause some serious pain.
So I graduated yesterday and had probably one of the best grad nights in the entire world. My senior class of about 100 kids got the entirety of Knott's Berry Farm to ourselves from 11 pm yesterday to 4 am today. Yep, that's right. It was so fething awesome. I went on Xcelerator 10 times in a row.
Leaving drinks last night went pretty well to begin with. My friends met and approved of my would-be Girlfriend, and I had a few pints. A bit later, would-be girlfriend says she can't do this tonight. Slightly panicked, we have a tete-a-tete outside, and all is resolved well. She heads back to her abode. I then go the front Garden of the pub, and manage to pull another girl there and then.
Well i guess its cos they dont like hearing whats said.
I mean, if i said to you GEs that you sound like a bit of a douche some of the time, you wouldnt really enjoy it. So, place yourself in their shoes. A completely honest observation can still be completely cruel.
I mean a fat person isnt gonna enjoy the observation that theyre fat are they?
I actually don't mind when people say something honest about me. Long as it's honest and not some bs.
Yes, I am a bit of a douche sometimes, something that I have no intention of changing ever, because at least I'm honest.
I don't make observations such as the one you used as an example. That's just mean. They're fat, they know it, they don't need me to tell them that.
"That guy is a manipulative prick who distorts every word you say to get his way, and if you want him to follow what you say you need a lawyer present to make sure he doesn't do said distortion."
Is more the honesty I use.
You know I knew someone like that. What he did was take me and the lads out for food. Then turn around and say we owe him. And I'd go "dude you fething offered"
And he would bitch and BITCH, I eventually took him out once and he kept bitching. So I gave him the boot out of the gang.
Golden Eyed Scout wrote:I actually don't mind when people say something honest about me. Long as it's honest and not some bs.
What, like you are completely full of yourself and you're not really as cracked up as you think you are? Being smug will only get you so far in life.
Yes you are being honest but you aren't being sincere. Honesty and sincerity are two things that always have to coincide or else you're going to come off as a total dick. And if you're fine with that, well...
God damn I hate people. I can't seem to please my dad, because I didn't move out two seconds after graduating. I can't please my mom, because I'm not religious, and I can't seem to please my brothers because I "Only like to play a game where I am winning".
ghosty wrote:Wait, so she's not actually your girlfriend?
Well, yes no and maybe, all at the same time. We're totally into each other, but she's hesitant to get physical/attached due to various things in her past. But we've now chatted a bit more and the spark is there, it's just whether she will enjoy the ensuring inferno.
Emperors Faithful wrote:
@GES: So you don't mind when people call bs on your internet tough guy act.
I never claimed to be an internet tough guy, people seem to have given that title to me.
But since theat seems to to be the general consensus, then I guess i am.
In fact, I will now embrace that title with gusto.
From this day forth, my post willbe filled with more tough guy attitude then the A Team.
But he's not. He's a north american 15 year old kid who's kinda small for his age. We also know he's into wrestling, and theres a high chance he's actually called david
read between the lines people!
And GES, your only called the internet tough guy, cos you were spamming how beating the gak outta people is a good thing, which led to EF's suspicions...
And btw,
my french was piss easy, and afterwords me and my mates went to play with the fountains in the park
@ Shadowbrand- Indeed he could be, he could in fact be an obese forty eight year old man with more underarm hair than you could shake a stick at... But i doubt it.
@4M2A - I got my statistics on the 25th, and my history tommorrow. You excited for the summer?
8 ponts. 8 points is by how much I failed my math final.
Rage followed upon learning this. Then suicidal depression. Then acceptence. Then hope because I can take online summer courses to make up the credit, instead of doubling up next year and losing an elective. Course I get to say goodbye to 185 of my hard earned dollars now.
Of to enroll in the course.
Oh and ghosty: My name is David. It means Leader of Men. And 5'4" is positively gigantic! Yes, I am into wrestling, and am prolly gonna try out for the wrestling team next year after a three year absence. I feel time is about right. Also, in that vein, I was in PowerPouint today, and my buds and I were just horsing around. We started sparring, and I nailed a double leg takedown. Before he gets up, I lock him into a modified gogplata, and amke him tap out. The teacher justs looks over at us and says 'Make sure not to damage any computers."
Kyokukshin karate is gonna make me a beast. (Hopefully.) If my parents are willing to pay for it, since my bank account will pretty much be cleaned out by the summer courses.
Yes who aslo called the human body a perfect design which the church liked and stopped all progress and called anyone who disagreed a heretic.
Medicine stagnated for about 500 years
yep. Most of the texts about medicine that didnt agree with this theory were burned, or locked up in monestries. I know near the end the church let up on dissections, and they were aloud again, but that was the start of the renaissance.
I wonder if there'll be a bit about women in medicine...?
Probably not, considering thats very limited topic for middle ages. Just nuns and crazy old witches really.
GES, I would suggest another form of fighting. If possible, I would suggest Krav-Maga, an Israeli form of fighting. Its easy to get into, and with hard training in a short amount of time you will see a lot more results than in most forms of Martial Arts.
I've been doing Karate for ten years or so, and the fruits of your labor will take a long time to reap...
The Bringer wrote:GES, I would suggest another form of fighting. If possible, I would suggest Krav-Maga, an Israeli form of fighting. Its easy to get into, and with hard training in a short amount of time you will see a lot more results than in most forms of Martial Arts.
I've been doing Karate for ten years or so, and the fruits of your labor will take a long time to reap...
Then again, I could just be a slow learner.
I've had some training in Jeet Kune Do and Wing Chun from my friends Kenny. Sadly, no instructer for Wing Chun or jeet Kune Do is in my area. But I do take the lessons of jeet Kune Do to heart. Finish a fight as efficiently as possible, don't stick to one system as you're opponent might not, a high roundhouse is usually pretty stupid etc. etc.
The Bringer wrote:GES, I would suggest another form of fighting. If possible, I would suggest Krav-Maga, an Israeli form of fighting. Its easy to get into, and with hard training in a short amount of time you will see a lot more results than in most forms of Martial Arts.
I've been doing Karate for ten years or so, and the fruits of your labor will take a long time to reap...
Then again, I could just be a slow learner.
I've had some training in Jeet Kune Do and Wing Chun from my friends Kenny. Sadly, no instructer for Wing Chun or jeet Kune Do is in my area. But I do take the lessons of jeet Kune Do to heart. Finish a fight as efficiently as possible, don't stick to one system as you're opponent might not, a high roundhouse is usually pretty stupid etc. etc.
I really do suggest grav maka. It a very practical defensive art, and follows the principles you're talking about. Don't make high risk moves finish the fight quickly and so on, also a kick to the balls is a perfectly acceptable move.
Dear Thor am I worried. I got a call from my employment councillor. Their are "Concerns" about me at work. I so hope she can tell me whats goin on. I don't wana lose my job I don't have any money for driving school saved yet. And If I lose my job then I'm fethed pretty hard for a year.
youbedead wrote:
I really do suggest grav maka. It a very practical defensive art, and follows the principles you're talking about. Don't make high risk moves finish the fight quickly and so on, also a kick to the balls is a perfectly acceptable move.
Yes, I would say the same.
It is extremely practical. You block the vital parts of your body and then precede to grapple and beat whatever your opponent has in them, out of them. It doesn't take intricate moves, or hard and strange kicking. It has practical, easy to learn, technique. With good drilling, you can become good in this form of defense.
I wish I had like 1600$,right now. I'll pay someone 2000$ five years from now if they give me 1600 dollars.
I'm so desperate for money right now,I could scream.
$400 dollars on a five year loan? You wish.
Let me give you the jist of how bad loans suck in real life. I paid (somewhere around) $170,000 for my house, but after 30 years, I will have paid over $250,000 over the course of the loan.
And today, I found out what PMI is. Its an insurance you have to pay on a mortgage that you haven't paid atleast 20% down on. Its over $100 a month. Its money to insure money you haven't paid yet...
So here's my offer to you based on what I have to do:
I'll loan you $1600.
You pay me $50 a month for 5 years, PLUS $5 a month for the first year.
That's if your credit is ok, but since you're probably a minor, with no established credit, I'm gonna have to refuse you.
Sooo, you'll have to go to one of those check cashing places that you see in the bad part of town, which will get you stuck in a spiralling interest scheme that will have you living paycheck to paycheck... making you worse off that you were before you started.
Being broke sucks, being an adult sucks alot of the time, being a broke adult goes so far past suck it hurts to think about it.
I did my History GCSE today too. Ended up doing half an hour revision as I was going to do it in the morning (Exam was at 1pm like Scotts) but woke up at 11:15am. And I had to get the bus at 12:00.
I had America from 1929-1990. I was on the big question at the end of the first section when I had twenty minutes left. I ended up writing gak loads on the New Deal and not so much on anything after that.
The Bringer wrote:Three weeks? I don't think you could get much out of that course...
That's the same thing that went through my mind. If I'm paying 185 dollars of my own money, I expect to get my money's worth.
But, it's either this or lose two electives next year and double up.
The Bringer wrote:Three weeks? I don't think you could get much out of that course...
That's the same thing that went through my mind. If I'm paying 185 dollars of my own money, I expect to get my money's worth.
But, it's either this or lose two electives next year and double up.
I went to summer school once. It was total a$$. I was taking calculus I and the teacher was some third stringer ham and egger with a wig and accent . I swear, I had no idea what a "Shine cab" and a "gos cab" were for like a couple of days. Most of the time I ended up smoking and reading the Time-Life Paranormal books in the library. I got a 56, which was OK as it was my plan to take it again in the fall for real at real school. I got an 85 that time. Chain Rule, FTW!
Vladsimpaler wrote:This is balls. My mom is making me do a gak ton of housework until I find a fething job.
Well feth her, I'm not going to be doing that anymore.
That settles it.
I'm officially a FOG.
Cuz first, you should NEVER talk about your mother that way.... ever... ever.
And secondly, what do you think you deserve? A free ride? Your butt whiped for you?
Do I need to tell you about the starving kids in Africa or something?
Get real. Get busy (you can play after). And mostly BE APPRECIATIVE.
Oh boo. It's not like I've already spent a gak-load of time applying to jobs already. I've done what she's asked and she's just purposefully trying to find stuff to piss me off, because she's like that. You obviously don't know my mom.
Also I don't really like my mom. Sorry. That's just the way it is. I'm sure you and your mom always got along and that she never made you do things you hate (like being forced to take music lessons for 16 years because she thought that it was good for me even though I don't have a musical bone in my body)
:edit: Granted my language was harsh and that's obviously what set you over the top.
Vladsimpaler wrote:This is balls. My mom is making me do a gak ton of housework until I find a fething job.
Well feth her, I'm not going to be doing that anymore.
That settles it.
I'm officially a FOG.
Cuz first, you should NEVER talk about your mother that way.... ever... ever.
And secondly, what do you think you deserve? A free ride? Your butt whiped for you?
Do I need to tell you about the starving kids in Africa or something?
Get real. Get busy (you can play after). And mostly BE APPRECIATIVE.
Oh boo.
It's not like I've already spent a gak-load of time applying to jobs already. I've done what she's asked and she's just purposefully trying to find stuff to piss me off, because she's like that. You obviously don't know my mom.
Also I don't really like my mom. Sorry. That's just the way it is. I'm sure you and your mom always got along and that she never made you do things you hate (like being forced to take music lessons for 16 years because she thought that it was good for me even though I don't have a musical bone in my body)
:edit: Granted my language was harsh and that's obviously what set you over the top.
The language was the straw.
But no, I didn't have the perfect relationship with my mother. I don't know any teenager that did.
I remember ALWAYS arguing with her. I distinctly remember screaming I hate her, something I truly regret.
We never got along until I moved out. She never let me do anything fun. And was always making me do choirs. And making me get a job.
But now, in hindsight, She was doing what she thought was best by protecting me and making me be productive, which is why I say I'm just a FOG now. Because I can totally
see things from the parental perspective now.
Perception. Perception. Perception.
There is reality and there is perceived reality.
This shows which is more important.
I wish my parents had made me take music lessons, but I'll save that story for another time.
Just know, she is trying to prepare you for life.
So I'll stop being a boring Old guy now. Sorry for the harrassment.
I want to sleep, but my mind won't shut off long enough for me to be able to.
I lay down on my bed, but no position is comfy. I've moved my pillow and blanket to the floor, the closet, the couch, but I can't stop fidgeting.
I've tried working out to tire myself, reading, listening to music. Nothing is working.
Vladsimpaler wrote:This is balls. My mom is making me do a gak ton of housework until I find a fething job.
Well feth her, I'm not going to be doing that anymore.
That settles it.
I'm officially a FOG.
Cuz first, you should NEVER talk about your mother that way.... ever... ever.
And secondly, what do you think you deserve? A free ride? Your butt whiped for you?
Do I need to tell you about the starving kids in Africa or something?
Get real. Get busy (you can play after). And mostly BE APPRECIATIVE.
Oh boo. It's not like I've already spent a gak-load of time applying to jobs already. I've done what she's asked and she's just purposefully trying to find stuff to piss me off, because she's like that. You obviously don't know my mom.
Also I don't really like my mom. Sorry. That's just the way it is. I'm sure you and your mom always got along and that she never made you do things you hate (like being forced to take music lessons for 16 years because she thought that it was good for me even though I don't have a musical bone in my body)
:edit: Granted my language was harsh and that's obviously what set you over the top.
The language was the straw.
But no, I didn't have the perfect relationship with my mother. I don't know any teenager that did. I remember ALWAYS arguing with her. I distinctly remember screaming I hate her, something I truly regret. We never got along until I moved out. She never let me do anything fun. And was always making me do choirs. And making me get a job. But now, in hindsight, She was doing what she thought was best by protecting me and making me be productive, which is why I say I'm just a FOG now. Because I can totally see things from the parental perspective now.
Perception. Perception. Perception. There is reality and there is perceived reality. This shows which is more important.
I wish my parents had made me take music lessons, but I'll save that story for another time. Just know, she is trying to prepare you for life.
So I'll stop being a boring Old guy now. Sorry for the harrassment.
It's not like I really care, harass me all you want about being a spoiled teen.
About music lessons, I wish that we could change places, piano lessons for 16 fething years. I only liked piano for 2 years and that was when I actually had a good teacher. Of course, in preparation for college, my mom changed the teacher. I don't even fething know why.
I seriously doubt I am going to regret what I am said. Sorry. I'm just not going to. Her and I disagree on virtually everything political. Hell, pretty much everything. She is a fanatical Type A, I am a Type B. I seriously doubt that we will ever get along.
Maybe you're right, maybe one day I will look back in fondness over all the stupid chores (like washing her fething car once a week) and think that it prepared me for the "real world". We'll see.
:edit: Wow, today is going to blow. Because every college-bound teenager loves spending their summer days doing chores.
Vladsimpaler wrote:This is balls. My mom is making me do a gak ton of housework until I find a fething job.
Well feth her, I'm not going to be doing that anymore.
That settles it.
I'm officially a FOG.
Cuz first, you should NEVER talk about your mother that way.... ever... ever.
And secondly, what do you think you deserve? A free ride? Your butt whiped for you?
Do I need to tell you about the starving kids in Africa or something?
Get real. Get busy (you can play after). And mostly BE APPRECIATIVE.
"throw his ass out and change the locks, change the locks. We're going to Maui so quick change the locks, change the locks..."
Who says drinking songs can't be fun?
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Vladsimpaler wrote:
CitizenPrime wrote:
Vladsimpaler wrote:
CitizenPrime wrote:
Vladsimpaler wrote:This is balls. My mom is making me do a gak ton of housework until I find a fething job.
Well feth her, I'm not going to be doing that anymore.
That settles it.
I'm officially a FOG.
Cuz first, you should NEVER talk about your mother that way.... ever... ever.
And secondly, what do you think you deserve? A free ride? Your butt whiped for you?
Do I need to tell you about the starving kids in Africa or something?
Get real. Get busy (you can play after). And mostly BE APPRECIATIVE.
Oh boo.
It's not like I've already spent a gak-load of time applying to jobs already. I've done what she's asked and she's just purposefully trying to find stuff to piss me off, because she's like that. You obviously don't know my mom.
Also I don't really like my mom. Sorry. That's just the way it is. I'm sure you and your mom always got along and that she never made you do things you hate (like being forced to take music lessons for 16 years because she thought that it was good for me even though I don't have a musical bone in my body)
:edit: Granted my language was harsh and that's obviously what set you over the top.
The language was the straw.
But no, I didn't have the perfect relationship with my mother. I don't know any teenager that did.
I remember ALWAYS arguing with her. I distinctly remember screaming I hate her, something I truly regret.
We never got along until I moved out. She never let me do anything fun. And was always making me do choirs. And making me get a job.
But now, in hindsight, She was doing what she thought was best by protecting me and making me be productive, which is why I say I'm just a FOG now. Because I can totally
see things from the parental perspective now.
Perception. Perception. Perception.
There is reality and there is perceived reality.
This shows which is more important.
I wish my parents had made me take music lessons, but I'll save that story for another time.
Just know, she is trying to prepare you for life.
So I'll stop being a boring Old guy now. Sorry for the harrassment.
It's not like I really care, harass me all you want about being a spoiled teen.
About music lessons, I wish that we could change places, piano lessons for 16 fething years. I only liked piano for 2 years and that was when I actually had a good teacher. Of course, in preparation for college, my mom changed the teacher. I don't even fething know why.
I seriously doubt I am going to regret what I am said. Sorry. I'm just not going to. Her and I disagree on virtually everything political. Hell, pretty much everything. She is a fanatical Type A, I am a Type B. I seriously doubt that we will ever get along.
Maybe you're right, maybe one day I will look back in fondness over all the stupid chores (like washing her fething car once a week) and think that it prepared me for the "real world". We'll see.
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Wow, today is going to blow. Because every college-bound teenager loves spending their summer days doing chores.
And here's where the frazzled says what the trainer said about Shanker the weinie dog that rides in the short bus.
"Son, you don't know gak."
When you actually are old enough to grow hair on your balls you'll look back and still not realize how completely utterly without a clue you were.
Then you'll have kids and they'll say the same things you're typing.
But its ok. When those kids have kids you can smile and laugh at your boy and say "How does it feel HAHAHAHA!"
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Shadowbrand wrote:Screw highschool i'll just be a drug dealer.
Best life plan ever.
Well atleast it beats paying off all those school loans.
It's the first time on this xbox, ofter 2+ years of loyal servitude, so I'm not that pissed about that. I'm glad it happened now, there aren't any new games I want to play at the moment anyway.
And ps3 has zero appeal to me, not a single game on there that I want. PSP on the other hand... I want my bloody armored core games..
I'm having a crappy day. I am having trouble being motivated to do anything at all. I am at work. My job is easy, is is my home life where I find no motivation whatsoever. I managed to do some dishes and make some macaroni and cheese today. that's it. I think preschool tv is rotting my brain. Sometimes when I'm talking to people I have a hard time putting sentences together because I have so much going on in my head and spend so little time around adults that I think that I am trying too hard to compress everything I'm thinking into twenty minutes even though it's been swirling in my head all day. And the worst part is, no one really wants to hear any of it.
loranafaeriequeen wrote:I'm having a crappy day. I am having trouble being motivated to do anything at all. I am at work. My job is easy, is is my home life where I find no motivation whatsoever. I managed to do some dishes and make some macaroni and cheese today. that's it. I think preschool tv is rotting my brain. Sometimes when I'm talking to people I have a hard time putting sentences together because I have so much going on in my head and spend so little time around adults that I think that I am trying too hard to compress everything I'm thinking into twenty minutes even though it's been swirling in my head all day. And the worst part is, no one really wants to hear any of it.
I forgot to bring my lunch to school, and I don't have any money on me apart from change for the bus. There aren't any drinking fountains here, and I'm not refilling my water bottle from the taps here; it always tastes of chlorine and metal.
I had the strangest experience today. I came out of KFC, and a sparrow was sitting on my passenger side windshield wiper. It stayed there for six blocks, until I got to the river, then it suddenly flew away. I wonder if that was an omen?
warpcrafter wrote:I had the strangest experience today. I came out of KFC, and a sparrow was sitting on my passenger side windshield wiper. It stayed there for six blocks, until I got to the river, then it suddenly flew away. I wonder if that was an omen?
Yeah, its a sign, that you're driving like old people shag.
Shanked my knee during training the other day. Had a limp over the weekend, but it's only today that anyone realised how bad it actually is. Must rest, elevate, and drink hot chocolate for the first week of holidays. Alriiight.
Emperors Faithful wrote:Oh hey! Deff Dredd, maaaaate, your back!
Aw, hey Ef. Didn't know anyone actually realized I was gone.
In other news, Bafana last night went from quasi-heroes to zeros. Although I do maintain that the penalization of our goalie and his send off were quite unfair.
Oh, and a little something for Cheese(just because you didn't have money for drinks, and like stargate and live near Australia):
warpcrafter wrote:I had the strangest experience today. I came out of KFC, and a sparrow was sitting on my passenger side windshield wiper. It stayed there for six blocks, until I got to the river, then it suddenly flew away. I wonder if that was an omen?
Yeah, its a sign, that you're driving like old people shag.
To slow and to careful to get anywhere.....
If it were me....
You must be one of the many, many people whom I have the immense pleasure of forcing to drive at a reasonable speed. The closer they ride my bumper, the slower I go. Eat my lack of dust sucker!!!
My day started out good. Went to go eat, then saw a movie. Come home, it all goes downhill. My mom wouldn't let me drive because apparently she needed the car. She never used it.
Then my parents and my brother just started being donkey-caves. Whatever. Happy fething birthday.
I'm also bricking it about my maths GCSE on Monday, and I'm also impressed that this thread has reached 100 pages!
All well at least you looked cool 
going to the prom. 
(closet to a DOH!)
Either way she sounds like a pretty decent person.
