My book, manga, and dvd collection are all in alphabetical order.
Confession Session - LOCK THIS THREAD
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My book, manga, and dvd collection are all in alphabetical order.
EXACTLY!
and the dvds are ordered in Series, movies, animes, others and then alphabetical -
Yep .
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i'm exactly the same. all my manga are in number order too. and my normal books are in size order.
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Sometimes when I recieve compliments I think 'Is that me? Are they REALLY saying that about me?' I guess I'm just paranoid.
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@MDL:
i'm exactly the same. all my manga are in number order too. and my normal books are in size order.
Me too. I go buy the order the tankobon come in. But sometimes I run out of room to fit all series in one particular place so i just try and place them somewhere where they'll make the display look as best it can.
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Everything of mine is in Alphabetical order. :ermm:
Or rather it was until I needed to move it all. I'll resort it all again soon… ish...
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My bookcase is a mess of wildly mangled books of all possible shapes and sizes in all possible angles .
Also I'm realy starting to hate Lil Kis .
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I just dump all my books and CDs all over my room
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I just recalled something.
The only time I ever cried in a movie theater was at the end of Notorious.
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I would have cried in a theater if I went to see Toy Story 3. Don't know why I didn't.
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Because you're not a trooper like me.
I saw Tangled in theaters. Friday night and everything.
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i got wet eyes during
! the scene in which they were all holding each other's hands and bracing themselves for their fiery deaths
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I cryed at the end when
! Andy gives his toys away
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@MDL:
i got wet eyes during
! the scene in which they were all holding each other's hands and bracing themselves for their fiery deaths
ahhhhh
that part was so sad.
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@Mono631:
I cryed at the end when
! Andy gives his toys away
The part that really made me starting bawling was when
! Andy says something along the lines of "Thanks you guys".
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Okay well, this might be a really crappy confession to some people, but I'll say it anyway.
! I have this friend, that recognizes me as her bestfriend.
Problem is, I don't think of her the same way.
I'm only acting as a bestfriend because she thinks of me that way.
I'm the kind of person that just likes to go with the flow.
But nowadays I really can't take it.
We don't share the same interests, style, or humour.
Well, at least I don't.
I always have to fake a laugh when she cracks a joke, or side with her even when I don't really agree.
I don't know why I do this, because now I feel kind of bad.
Cuz none of my actions are really real in our friendship.
And I should have stopped this ages ago, but I haven't.
And if I break the friendship now it would be too confusing for her and argh, just extremely complicated.
Another thing is, she doesn't have many friends, but I do.
I always ask her to befriend people, but she's not really good at socializing and keeps sticking to me, I hate it - another reason why I have to stay her bestfriend.
She's just too afraid to have new experiences, and I'm the type that loves that, so I find it really detestable when she backs away from situations.
She's also not very independent, and I'm the complete opposite.
She feels nervous is crowds and parties, and she doesn't like getting on full trains because 'there's too many people'.
And her kind of 'full' is when there's no seats left. I mean, can't you stand?
And I always have to accompany her to places cuz she's scared of being alone.
And I love being a loner sometimes, I don't really know why.
And it's as if I'm doing all the work and it really pisses me off.
I get so mad at her sometimes, but she's just so pitiful, and if I don't help her, who else would?
Argh, I'm starting to rant.. Well, that's my confession.
If anyone has any ideas what I could do to loosen the bond, I'm open for suggestions. Thanks ^^ This thread really helps get things off my chest.Here's some random confessions:
! I can't wait to move out of home.
I lie to my parents. Alot.
I've shoplifted, got caught and successfully ran off.
In 1st grade, I hit a guy in the stomach with my drink bottle because he was mean, but after awhile I realised I shouldn't really have done that. He wasn't that mean.
I said yes to someone who asked me out, but I wasn't thinking properly. After one day I had to break it off, I felt real bad.
My brother said he wanted to quit smoking. So I threw all his cigarettes out secretly. He was fucking pissed the next day, but he still doesn't know I did it. -
You can be honest with her.
That's really about the only thing you can do without hurting her feelings.
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I guess you're right. I'll bear that in mind.
Btw, your sig made me lol.
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Women irritate me. For a number of reasons.
! - Make-up. Always insisting they need it when they don't, and thinking they're 'hideous' without it.
- Time spent in the bathroom. And going to the toilets at school/uni/the shopping centre in groups. You can wait outside, you know?
- Not knowing what in the hell to do when a bulb or fuse blows.
- Liking stupid media-garbage like X-factor, and swooning over the ugly guys in it.
- Lighting. There is nothing wrong with the standard lights installed in this flat. Don't go wasting my money, forcing me to chip in for some 'flat-owned' crappy 'soft-light' lamps. I couldn't care less.
- Double standards. They can leave their dishes around for days at a time, but woe betide anyone else who leaves their mug overnight.
- Leaving shampoo/conditioner products in the shower tray. And razors. Ew. Ikky razors. shudders
Okay, stupid fears, and things I avoid
! - Razors. You won't catch me dead using one of those things. They're godamn evil. Waxing may hurt, but it means I don't have to go near those blades of death. You can probably tell I had a bad experience with a razor when I was younger. I kinda did. Thing that scares me most about them is the fact it's so easy to cut yourself.
- Holes in ceilings. They creep me out. I won't walk under one, nor will I use any bathroom/public toilet that has damaged or missing tiles, or an air vent that is missing its cover.
- Dark stairwells. As above - they creep me out. Hair on the back of my neck prickles and everything.
- Puking. I'm scared to death of it. This stupid fear controls so much of my life it's not even funny. It got so bad that I didn't even want to eat because I thought I would be sick. I'd only eat 'safe' things like fruit and veg. I still won't even touch raw chicken, and wash anywhere it's been twice.
The past, and random, ugly stuff.
! - I was very violent when I was about 15/16. I would black out and not even know what I was doing.
- My dad wanted me to be a doctor. I had good grades, until that year. I deliberately failed my science classes, much to my shame now. I regret doing that. I also resent the fact my father pushed me to be something that wasn't true to myself. The following year, he pushed for nursing. All my applications to uni were for nursing courses. So I declined them all, and went to do music at college for a year.
- I nearly killed myself with an eating disorder.
- My sister doesn't talk to me any more. I thought it was because I was a bad person, but in truth it's because she's a weird woman with her own ideas in life. She has a long-term boyfriend, and obviously thinks she's better than me, so I guess there's nothing I can do about that, as much as it tears my heart to pieces.
- I honestly don't know how to feel about relationships. My parents are separated, and it was tough on us all. My sister became a heartless, vindictive, conniving bitch, my mother fell into a severe depression she's only just starting to come out of 8 years later, and I turned into a violent ball of fury and hate, who tore at the whole world and tried to destroy myself. I've had a few intense, bad relationships, but one sticks out in particular. The guy made me think I loved him, and he loved me. How stupid. And I believe anything he told me. I did anything he wanted, and even had to do some things I didn't want to. I thought I deserved it when he hit me and abused me. After all, I was hurting myself, so it seemed only natural others would do it too. As you can probably tell, that kind of relationship has damaged how I trust others.
- I haven't been with anyone for nearly two years (New Year is the marker). Sometimes I want a relationship - to feel like a person, and to be valued, respected and loved by someone. Yet a lot of the time I don't think I deserve it, or I don't see how anyone can want to be with me. After all, I'm not especially pretty, clever or funny.
- I like men, and I like women. And I can never tell my parents.
- I was brought up Christian, and sometimes still turn to God when I just can't hack it. I recently lost someone very close to me, and it was her belief in God that helped make her death easier. To me, God is understanding, and lets me make my own mistakes. I don't pray for forgiveness or for the answers - I just ask for acceptance and the strength to do what is right. So it's more a belief than a religion, I guess.
- I don't drink any more. I find the drinking culture disgusting. It's tacky, and there's nothing worse than seeing people succumb to drunken whims. What is the point in drinking like that anyway? The cost isn't worth it. Ya know - if you enjoy the taste, then drink. If you know your limit, then respect it. But so many people don't. You are expected to get paralytic if you go out for social gatherings, and I hate that.
And finally
! I love someone. I never intended to. They know I like them, but haven't said or done anything about it. We still talk, although it feels to me that he is unsure of how to act around me. I'm not sure how much of that I can take though, and I'm scared that loving is going to turn me hateful. I already feel like I've had my heart and soul torn out, and I'm afraid of becoming bitter. I don't want to become like that, but the more he says and does nothing, the more it feels like betrayal, and after my past… Shit, I truly fell for this guy, and to turn bitter... I don't think I could love again after this. I'm scared to lose that ability.
I see my future painted lonely and painful, and that terrifies me. I've had enough of bitterness, loneliness and pain.Oh, I'm a woman, btw.
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I see my future painted lonely and painful, and that terrifies me. I've had enough of bitterness, loneliness and pain.
Heh… I can feel your pain. My whole life I've been lonely and the only thing I've been seeking for years now is someone that just cares about me as much as I care about them. Incidentally, fuck the last guy you were with. No one has the right to place their hands on anyone else, especially a girl. And you damn sure shouldn't lay your hands on a loved one. The only people I've ever hit with these hands are enemies, and those were fights I couldn't avoid. The thought of someone using those same fists to hurt the people that actually care about you, that are showing you love that you're damn lucky to have, makes me fucking sick. It's people like that that don't understand anything.
I know loneliness… And I've already talked a great deal about my past on here so I really can't do so again but if you want to talk then just PM me. Perhaps my advice won't be all that helpful to you but if nothing more than to get it off your chest, you can talk to me. I wish you the best.
Edit: Actually nevermind, I'm leaving for 40 days. =P
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@Seika: I wholeheartedly agree with Kenny. Stay strong. You seem like a great person.
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Aw, thanks guys.
Felt strangely good putting it down in a post and just dumping on the interwebz. -
After reading a couple pages on this thread, I feel like I have to post a few confessions of my own. Why I feel that way, I don't know. Maybe I just want some attention, maybe I want someone to tell me I'm just like everyone else, or maybe I just want to get some things off my chest. Eh well, here I go!
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Every day, I feel like an insomniac. I can wake up at 7am yet, when I'm in my bed, I toss and turn until 2am before finally falling asleep. Sadly, this gives me a lot of time to think and, consequently, I have convinced myself that I'm currently in a depression, even though I know it's false.
I haven't kissed, nor told someone I love them in over 10 years, not because I don't love them but because I can't express my emotions very well. Maybe this is due to the fact that when I was 6, I kept on kissing and hugging everyone I knew and my parents told me to stop, so I did.
For a guy, I'm a really emotional person, yet I don't show my emotions to anyone, even though I want to.
I've had a crush on this one girl since the second grade. These emotions have surface and laid low all through out my school life, until finally reaching a peak and staying there about a year ago.
No matter how hard I try, I feel like I can never get said girl to like me. And I always think that there's always someone else standing in my way.
I feel that my greatest fear, losing the one method of communication I have with the girl mentioned above, is slowly becoming a reality, and I hate myself for not being able to stop it.
Every night, when I'm trying to fall asleep, I listen to slow, rock ballads; not only to help me relax but because the emotions the songs give out are the only way I can actually feel loved.
Everyday, I think that no one enjoys my company and that's why no one wants to hang out with me during my free time.
My greatest wish is to meet the one person with whom I wont have to act like someone i'm not and who will love me for who I am.
I turn to the Internet to get away from all the shit I real life, but I also find that I should be experiencing everything life has to offer, instead of locking myself in my basement.
There you go, 10 confessions about myself. Hopefully, I'll come back in the future and confess every more.
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I've had a crush on this one girl since the second grade. These emotions have surface and laid low all through out my school life, until finally reaching a peak and staying there about a year ago.
No matter how hard I try, I feel like I can never get said girl to like me. And I always think that there's always someone else standing in my way.
This. I've had a crush on a girl since the third grade and still do. I also feel like no girl will like me back. It's as if every girl I like either has a boyfriend or is more interested in other people.
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I know exactly what you mean, and i'm sure it's the same for most people out there. Still, doesn't change that fact that it feels like we're the only ones that feel that way.
Oh and here's one last confession that I forgot to add to my list above.
I'm unable to look people directly in the eyes when I talk, no matter how many times I'm told to. To me, looking into someone's eyes shows that you not only like them but that you have a lot of feelings for them. In fact, just the other day, a girl asked me to look at her eyes for a couple of minutes so that she could correctly draw eyes on a picture she drew. That was some of the most uncomfortable of my life.
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edit: was drunk asdfsadfsa
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edit: see post above. im gone again for reals
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I'm a diabetic (type 1) and I hate it when people worry too much about me or try to tell me I'm doing things wrong and that I need to be on a diet. I found out I had it about 3 years ago, when I got really thirsty and nothing,
and I mean nothing,
would make that thirst go away.
It's something I seriously hope no one ever has to experience. Thirst for 24/7 was a living nightmare.
Oh and let's not forget the nasty leg cramps I got in the middle of the night from the dehydration. That was awful.
But anyways. Being stupid ol' me back in the day (16 haha xD), I just thought my metabolism kicked into high gear or something. I lost 20 pounds in one week (I kid you not), and I could definitely tell as my cheekbones became more and more obvious on my face. And slept through almost all of the whole weekend.
I had an appointment with the doctor scheduled for the next Monday, but my mom figured something was wrong ('bout time!) and decided to send me to the ER the Sunday night before. The hooked me up with some IV and some meds and I was getting better, and they actually allowed me to drink a diet pop to quench the thirst and I must say,
that Diet Mountain Dew was by far the greatest pop I have ever had. Ever. And I don't even drink pop much! It was so glorious I about cried.
It was great that I got to the ER Sunday night, considering that the doctor said if I had waited until Monday, I would've been in a coma.
How lovely.
So after being what I literally consider a sample of hell on earth and seeing how I don't ever want to go back to something like that,
I'm pretty sure I'm taking good care of myself.I should've cleverly mentioned somewhere in this post that I'm a guy. Oh well.
On a somewhat related note, I went to the diabetes camp that year (yes, there's a camp), and they have you sign up for 3 activities to do in the morning, so I sign up for Media, Leader Skills, and Art.I interpreted Leader Skills to be leadership skills.
turns out it's actually Cheerleading skills.
That was a little awkward, considering there was only 2 other people there, a guy and a girl.
Still to this day I have no clue as to what the guy's sexual orientation was/is. He seriously confused me.
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I haven't completed an education programme yet, and I am on my 3rd try. Maybe it's because I have a hard time following my dreams.
I am terrible afraid of disappointing people, therefore I also feel embaressed to admitt my true goals. If nobody knows, you can always come up with a plesant surprise, and if you fail nobody would notice anywayI think being a housewife actually would be a perfect life :happy:
When I was younger, I was very embarassed about emotional movies. But when I got older I wanted to be able to respond to the feelings and couldn't. The ending of Big Fish was the first movie that made me cry, which is also why it still remains one of my favourites.
My family got divorced when I was 6 and I always blamed my dad for not being strong and supportive enough (my mum is sick). I have a father-complex and therefore easily look up to other older men.
that's my confession.
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I feel like I've been making bad decisions and seriously lacking control over my life lately. I'm not sure how to stop and get it back. It irks me because I try to consciously prevent myself from getting to this state - I've always known what I want, and I've always been extremely determined to get it no matter what. I don't know whether it's the holidays, but I feel like I'm growing mouldy, and losing track of everything I'm supposed to do.
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I go to bed when the sun is rising and wake up when it's getting dark. I'm officially nocturnal now. YAY!
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I have rather troubling frustration issues. I tend to lash out at people, even when I don't mean to. I'm always quick to apologize afterwards, but I still feel terrible about it, and yet, that does nothing to help me prevent it.
Also, I have a problem where I often assume people have ulterior motives in their words. Not in the sense that I'm a paranoid weirdo who thinks the world is out to get me, but whenever I hear a complement, I can't help but think that I'm secretly being laughed at. Often, when someone honestly tries to help me, I mistake their kindness for a terrible insult. Combined with the earlier issue I've stated before, I've had some pretty bitter interactions with people that I'm not quite sure how to overcome.
Unrelated to this, I loathe big, friendly dogs. They're just so large and hyper and stupid, I'm always terrified that they'll hurt someone by accident. Mean dogs I can just yell at them and they'll leave me alone, but friendly dogs? I can't be so cold to those.
I enjoy hospital food.
Did I mention that therapists and the such do nothing but piss me off?
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everytime I think about Crocodile trying to tie shoelaces…. I laugh.
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I'm mildly autistic. There, I said it.
I hate it when I come across as shy and awkward, even though I'm anything but shy and just absent-minded and clumsy in general and I absolutely loathe to use it as an excuse for anything I'm doing.
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@Silent:
I'm mildly autistic. There, I said it.
I hate it when I come across as shy and awkward, even though I'm anything but shy and just absent-minded and clumsy in general and I absolutely loathe to use it as an excuse for anything I'm doing.
i'm the exact same way.
My autism is Aspergers. you?
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Just "autism". I strongly suspect it's Aspergers, though, seeing as they missed a lot of little but important things in their diagnosis, most of them characteristics of Aspergers. Their examination wasn't to specifically search for autism in the first place, just to see what was going on with me and they made a lot of mistakes. There's no way a college student with my grades can have an IQ of below 90.
I was really ill-informed and didn't even know what they were doing until the diagnosis came.
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I exhibit signs of Asperger's myself, but I haven't been diagnosed with them.
As a child, cartography was my obsession. I'd draw maps of things that didn't exist and just looking at maps in general was my pastime. nowadays, when developing a game world or any fantasy world, the map always comes first.
I was also into meteorology. I could tell you tons about the weather. Hell, I still do that. I love changing weather, and want to go places with unusual weather patterns.
No surprise who my favorite Straw Hat is. :\
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I never can draw fictional maps .
It always just ends up looking like a huge wheel of cottage cheese , having little to no form whatsoever .
Also can't draw houses for the life of me .
Finaly , is everybody here autistic , lol :P
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i am a asperger , until i was 7 i couldnt talk (probably wouldnt) and i was declared 66% handicapted
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asperger's folk are typically obsessed with a single subject.
mine is anime/manga. hands down.
i have 250 volumes, 3 art books (2 OP colorwalks, and an FMA book), 31 posters & poster-like printouts on the walls including a big canvas, 4 anime DVD boxsets (She:ultimate weapon, black lagoon, samurai champloo, and tenjho tenge), several pirated one piece DVDs with shoddy subs that go all the way up to the end of the davy back fight, several anime magazine cutouts on my bedroom door, etc.
it feels like an instinct that i love anime/manga so much, i guess i know why after learning more.
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my obsession is manga now indeed , but i was and still am obsessed with the simpsons
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I come off as stutteirng and awkward in real life comunication , but mostly because I'm not used to talking about my favourite subjects (manga , games etc.) with other people in my native language . I'm much more capable of discusing things in english , yet have no real way to .
Mostly because I have no one to talk to and no one here realy wants to use skype to talk to me aparently :(
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I think I can join the club now, I confess I've got Aspergers. I was really weird as a kid and I guess I still have some distinctive features. I've got obsessions too but they usually come in cycles and don't last very long.
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hmmm. I have a question which I hope will not offend anyone. For those with autism/Asperger's, or with any other mental disorders, does it offend you or make you feel uncomfortable when people refer to you as having 'special needs'? Does autism affect your daily habits/lifestyle much right now?
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it does effect me , but i already told you about that trapped
and many people dont know that i have it , and most people are like :WHAAAAAAAAAAAT?!
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hmmm. I have a question which I hope will not offend anyone. For those with autism/Asperger's, or with any other mental disorders, does it offend you or make you feel uncomfortable when people refer to you as having 'special needs'? Does autism affect your daily habits/lifestyle much right now?
In my case, no. The diagnosis was made when I was a kid, it has never kept me from doing anything and nobody who knows me nowadays has no idea I've got anything whatsoever. It didn't even come up when I applied for army this fall.
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Ah, I see. Thank you! Does it make you feel weird/insulted if people place you under the 'category' of having 'special needs'? It's just the term that a lot of my friends use - I know a few who want to go into special needs education and the like - and I've never really known how those with autism feel.
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For those with autism/Asperger's, or with any other mental disorders, does it offend you or make you feel uncomfortable when people refer to you as having 'special needs'?
i'm not sure, i never thought about it that way. i just let them classify however they want, i pay it no mind.
Does autism affect your daily habits/lifestyle much right now?
yes. i'm not a social guy at all. i stay inside all day and cater to my obsession (anime/manga).
i'm no good at talking to strangers face-to-face unless they talk to me first AND give me a friendly and warm aura. i need comfort and routine. i'm VERY routined in how i do stuff.
i get overemotional and cry or get mad at the smallest of things.
due to some of my accquired "traits" i was bullied in school and avoided like the plague just because i was different. "Freak" was my name in school, not zach.
hope this helps with what you wanted to know.
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I confess I get realy irritated when people don't capitalise their first letters .
And write in weird four word paragraphs like Captain Ugly .