@Nia:
VW Golf is a really neat car :<
Not Opel Corsa level, of course, but still. Neat :D
Ah, my memories of the Opel Corsa my sister had are coming back. Good times!
And you know the date's not off to a good start when she does this:
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@Nia:
VW Golf is a really neat car :<
Not Opel Corsa level, of course, but still. Neat :D
Ah, my memories of the Opel Corsa my sister had are coming back. Good times!
And you know the date's not off to a good start when she does this:
!
I've been having an incredibly fun weekend with the most laughing in recent memory. Some of that "fun" backfired though when my friends drank a bit too much, but luckily I wasn't the only sober person in the group.
Was going to travel to another town to spend the weekend with (arguably) the only real friend that I have, but eventually decided against it. The entire thing costs way too much and I'm way too tired both mentally and physically for a weekend "lan party" involving two guys with fucked up lives communicating with grunts and vague gestures and eating and sleeping worse than they should. Blegh.
Get your ass to Tampere, Mr Parrot. (If and when you have the money. It's your turn now anyway~ :P)
thank you sister.
Hehehe. YourWelz.
what is GD
General Discussion.
A community where newer people that stand out too much get banned or shunned
A community where people that try to blend in are really fudgin' boring.
You just stand out to me. And it isn't because of well constructed articulate posts(bleh). You type your mind, and I love that!
i do not know. i hate tumbler. I HATE THAT WEBSITE.
So my dad went to get drunk for the 6th time in three days, taking more money that he can't afford to waste by force, hitting and spitting at me several times in the process because I tried to stop him.
my step dad forgot to tell me that my mom was out getting food so i made a bunch of waffles, and when i almost finished that, my mom came and brought me a ton of fries.
Smother them with chocolate, won't take you long then.
Smother them with chocolate, won't take you long then.
ewwwwwww
fries and chocolate??
yuck
ewwwwwww
fries and chocolate??
yuck
People once said the same thing about fries and ketchup, now look at them.
So after that thing above, my dad came home with his face beat as hell, with lots of blood and a gash under one of his eyes. He claimed he fought someone, but he was drunk.
Checking at the place where he was, the people and staff there told me he just fell on the stairs.
Not sure how to feel about it but glad that's all there was to it.
Oh and he pissed himself too so guess who had to take off his jeans and wash them ?
@No:
So after that thing above, my dad came home with his face beat as hell, with lots of blood and a gash under one of his eyes. He claimed he fought someone, but he was drunk.
Checking at the place where he was, the people and staff there told me he just fell on the stairs.
Not sure how to feel about it but glad that's all there was to it.
Oh and he pissed himself too so guess who had to take off his jeans and wash them ?
Man that sounds horrible :sad:
Hopefully you and your dad can work something out.
an accurate depiction of yesterday night.
@Rogues':
an accurate depiction of yesterday night.
Does that include the following part where she throws it back up?
Just spent the past hour hauling tree branches across my yard. Was exhausting work, especially with how hot it is.
Also, this morning the charge cable for my netbook finally stopped working. The wires had been starting to fray for a while now, so I knew it was only a matter of time. Unfortunately, I long ago ruined the battery on my netbook, so it needs to be constantly plugged in. Therefore I won't be using it again until I get another cable.
I redrew shit but I don't want to resurrect my old art thread can I make a new one FOR FRESH STARTS please?
willpostthishereanyhowtoseeifit'sevenworthit
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it got very hot again in alsip again today. I DO NOT WANT ANYMORE USMMER.
it got very hot again in alsip again today. I DO NOT WANT ANYMORE USMMER.
I don't either
Summer is LAME
Bring on AUTUMN
@Holy:
I don't either
Summer is LAME
Bring on AUTUMN
Fall is my all time FAVORITE season!!!
So yes… "BRING ON AUTUMN!!"
me gusta el otoño~
fuck that shit. summer all day
I don't start school until the 21st of September.
fuck that shit. summer all day
I don't start school until the 21st of September.
Fall is awesome for many reasons, but for one reason in particular… HOLIDAY SEASON!
Pumpkin pies, costumes, decorations, feasts, festivities, TV holiday specials, movie holiday specials, holiday music! I can go on and on. Fall is fantastic!
es maravilloso~
Winter in your faces!!
I've caught three mice in my house in the last week, and I'm sure there are still more. The last one was found on a sticky glue trap earlier today. I let it loose after about 20 minutes of spraying it with Pam. My mother and sister didn't approve, but I couldn't help myself. I pitied the poor thing and didn't want it to starve to death. I can honestly say I felt good when I saw it break free.
General Discussion.
A community where newer people that stand out too much get banned or shunned
A community where people that try to blend in are really fudgin' boring.
So it's a lose-lose scenario…unless you're playercena5241.
kills playercena and takes over his FACE
Ok, scratch that. It's a lose-lose scenario, unless you're playercena….AND until trapped kills you to take over your face. Then it's a lose-scenario for everyone but her.
Also, whenever I see his avatar and writing style, I can't help but picture this guy is behind his keyboard.
That picture loses a lot of manliness points after you notice that the scary "RAED" is just dear spelled backwards. Hidden vulnerability, aw. :wub:
He knows how to end a relationship with style and motherfucking CLASS, though. That should make up for any other shortcomings.
Please don't start fights with our new friend playercena
We love her
Holy your hair looks so soft can I kiss it?
yes you may
No one's trying to start a fight with cena, Holy. We all loves her. I'm just testing to if she lives up to her prestigious username.
Back at Sao Paulo…rain, cold weather and a gray sky.
I just have to wait till the cosplay event (20/21).. While we wait, let´s play Touhou, get drunk and go to bars.
I'm so fucking stressed right now, fuck however invented that you must go to shitty roads doing your driving exam.
And in a hour i have to go work with bundle of nerves.
Bitch, please.
Working five days of twelve hour shifts is starting to suck, despite the plus of high monetary earning. Does anyone want to switch places? You won't get the money (that goes into my account), but hey, it won't hurt to try new things
Bitch, please.
I'm on a really bad mood today.
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Take this.
even if later in the day I maybe apologize.
I'm on a really bad mood today.
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Take this.
even if later in the day I maybe apologize.
Wow shet @ , @ that wasn't aimed at you, I just saw your post now @ ~ @ my bad… it was aimed at the discussion earlier.
Wow shet @ , @ that wasn't aimed at you, I just saw your post now @ ~ @ my bad… it was aimed at the discussion earlier.
GAAHH! today i nothing goes well.:sad:
sorry,sorry
Nah it's fine… today's been a total barrel of dicks, the only good thing being I got to talk to the Babusa today ; 3 ; twas fun. Butyeah... everything else today can just. Suck balls. Hard.
Finally, after weeks of hellish heat, we finally got RAIN!! Sweet. glorious. RAIN!!!
Anyway, I've spent all weekend watching Evo on livestream and it was great (although not as good as last year's Evo IMO but still great). The tournaments were a blast with the exception of the Injustice one which bored me to tears a little. However, the one I had truly enjoyed the most was the KOF13 one which was hyped as hell, a spectacular tournament indeed! :D
I had my first job interview today. I was pretty nervous going in, but it was much more laid back than I had thought and I had already gone over potential questions and answers in my head so I think I was able to put up a decent showing. Fingers crossed.
I had my first job interview today. I was pretty nervous going in, but it was much more laid back than I had thought and I had already gone over potential questions and answers in my head so I think I was able to put up a decent showing. Fingers crossed.
Good luck! I've only done entry-level position interviews (like, minimum wage) so I can't give any input on higher-level interviews but still, wishing you luck! I'm at the type of phase where people can still say "I play video games, mostly" in response to "What do you do for hobbies?"
Demonicpoodle, you mentioned wanting to read about my prom? We'll my day was awesome because I made it! This is a summary of my Prom Experience!
To put everything in my own perspective, it was the very beginning of May. In light of recent social and personal setbacks, it had felt that I should give up hope on ever having a date in Highschool, something my parents failed to achieve. I deeply understood the romance of love, and all I wanted was to be in someone's arms in caring embrace more so than "getting it on." In fact, I have what I call the three Cs of Good Dating: Caution, Consent and Condoms. At school, I was concerned over school grades and my parent's constant nagging concerning them and getting into USM. It was tough. I had plenty of friends, sure, but only a few of them could I directly relate to and feel like I could talk about just about anything with them. One of them was a nice attractive young lady that I met in Eighth Grade Swim Team in 2009. Her name is Alex. Despite my extreme social shortcomings at the time, I quickly bonded with her and she came to sympathize with all of my traumas of the day, including the financial crisis, my parent's divorce, and the fact that I was nearly sued by some ADHD girl at my school for telling her a dream, and whom I spent feverishly avoiding in full paranoia for the next four years at School. Little did I know her own mother died a year prior, which I learned this past March. After going to swim team for another year in 9th Grade together (whose very presence prevented my contemplation of suicide because swim team was that horrible) , Alex left in the middle of February to go to school in Las Vegas where her father worked, without telling anybody. She wouldn't come back to finish school in Scarborough for another two years, the news of which I very keenly looked forward to. At the beginning of the Senior year, however, she had a boyfriend already (who didn't?!), which set me to brooding for some time before concluding that I should treat her simply as a good friend for now. Boy did that pay off in May…
I went through a second wave of traumas, including my persistent fear that the world would end on 12/21/12, terrible weather including Sandy, stress over college, a car accident last march and social fallout from those aforementioned events, which took until this April to fully heal. It was the closest thing to Hell yet again, yet she was still there for me and helped me move on from my troubles. She even gave me a valentine, which I had never gotten before! Then the annual Prom came along. I had every feeling that I would not be participating in this event, partially to self-punishment for my guilts, yet I hinted to Alex that she'd be welcome to take me to prom, if she really wanted to. I never seriously at the time thought that would come true, and that all my efforts until then would pay off. And then it happened. She contacted my sister, and then my mom, and secretly arranged to meet me at my house a week before Prom. What she did next was the very last thing I ever expected that day. She gave me this:
!
A handwritten note that she spend her time and effort on. She wanted me to have a complete high-school experience I'd never forget. How could I ever refuse? Upon the utterly shocking revelation that I, of all people, was asked out to prom by one of my best friends, whom I had spent so much time maintaining a healthy friendship with, and whom had so much to relate with, my mental and emotional capacity overloaded, and had to retreat to my man-cave bedroom from all the feelings. I was so extremely happy and gleeful with anticipation for Prom that I made myself stay calm and collected, in fear of the massive scene I'd make expressing my enjoyment! We got our collectives suits and gowns, arranged our rendezvous and dinner at her place (which was a mansion I swear), and I mentally prepared myself for my very first date! The only thing that ever concerned me that day, (besides knowing what exactly to do), was of course my phobia of thunderstorms that seemed to me imminent on the horizon. It stressed me out so much that I lost most of my energy after dinner, so Alex decided to let me borrow her own bed to take a nap in until the Prom dance began. The whole charade was beginning to feel like that 12th episode of my favorite show Bakemonogatari, in which I felt like I was the Koyomi to her Hitagi (no innuendo intended!). It felt like my best dream had come true. At the prom itself (which was at a lovely Marriott atop a hill), having been brought up rigorously to be extremely cautious around women (and dates) in order to avoid imprisonment, I decided it would be best to sit back, relax, and watch the rest of my class (and date) dance and have fun. I was already content with having a date in the first place after all! When everyone else danced and grinded to the music at the Prom, I did not. When everyone else stayed up all night partying afterwards, I did not, which Alex understood. I did not kiss her either, fully aware that we were going initially as friends and not as a full-fledged relationship. So all in all, I followed every gentlemanly rule in the book! I was so proud of myself. I headed back to my Mom's house where we gladly parted ways as I prepared for bed, and vowed to go to a movie sometime, which I hope will be sometime before the end of this month, before she moves to Utah to study as a mortician. By and by, it was, and will be fun, and I will always cherish these moments in my heart. For this I am truly thankful. I will never forget her and her kindness.
!
Demonicpoodle, you mentioned wanting to read about my prom? We'll my day was awesome because I made it! This is a summary of my Prom Experience!
To put everything in my own perspective, it was the very beginning of May. In light of recent social and personal setbacks, it had felt that I should give up hope on ever having a date in Highschool, something my parents failed to achieve. I deeply understood the romance of love, and all I wanted was to be in someone's arms in caring embrace more so than "getting it on." In fact, I have what I call the three Cs of Good Dating: Caution, Consent and Condoms. At school, I was concerned over school grades and my parent's constant nagging concerning them and getting into USM. It was tough. I had plenty of friends, sure, but only a few of them could I directly relate to and feel like I could talk about just about anything with them. One of them was a nice attractive young lady that I met in Eighth Grade Swim Team in 2009. Her name is Alex. Despite my extreme social shortcomings at the time, I quickly bonded with her and she came to sympathize with all of my traumas of the day, including the financial crisis, my parent's divorce, and the fact that I was nearly sued by some ADHD girl at my school for telling her a dream, and whom I spent feverishly avoiding in full paranoia for the next four years at School. Little did I know her own mother died a year prior, which I learned this past March. After going to swim team for another year in 9th Grade together (whose very presence prevented my contemplation of suicide because swim team was that horrible) , Alex left in the middle of February to go to school in Las Vegas where her father worked, without telling anybody. She wouldn't come back to finish school in Scarborough for another two years, the news of which I very keenly looked forward to. At the beginning of the Senior year, however, she had a boyfriend already (who didn't?!), which set me to brooding for some time before concluding that I should treat her simply as a good friend for now. Boy did that pay off in May…
I went through a second wave of traumas, including my persistent fear that the world would end on 12/21/12, terrible weather including Sandy, stress over college, a car accident last march and social fallout from those aforementioned events, which took until this April to fully heal. It was the closest thing to Hell yet again, yet she was still there for me and helped me move on from my troubles. She even gave me a valentine, which I had never gotten before! Then the annual Prom came along. I had every feeling that I would not be participating in this event, partially to self-punishment for my guilts, yet I hinted to Alex that she'd be welcome to take me to prom, if she really wanted to. I never seriously at the time thought that would come true, and that all my efforts until then would pay off. And then it happened. She contacted my sister, and then my mom, and secretly arranged to meet me at my house a week before Prom. What she did next was the very last thing I ever expected that day. She gave me this:
! [qimg]https://sphotos-a.xx.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ash4/1003271_530899996957590_121129378_n.jpg[/qimg]
A handwritten note that she spend her time and effort on. She wanted me to have a complete high-school experience I'd never forget. How could I ever refuse? Upon the utterly shocking revelation that I, of all people, was asked out to prom by one of my best friends, whom I had spent so much time maintaining a healthy friendship with, and whom had so much to relate with, my mental and emotional capacity overloaded, and had to retreat to my man-cave bedroom from all the feelings. I was so extremely happy and gleeful with anticipation for Prom that I made myself stay calm and collected, in fear of the massive scene I'd make expressing my enjoyment! We got our collectives suits and gowns, arranged our rendezvous and dinner at her place (which was a mansion I swear), and I mentally prepared myself for my very first date! The only thing that ever concerned me that day, (besides knowing what exactly to do), was of course my phobia of thunderstorms that seemed to me imminent on the horizon. It stressed me out so much that I lost most of my energy after dinner, so Alex decided to let me borrow her own bed to take a nap in until the Prom dance began. The whole charade was beginning to feel like that 12th episode of my favorite show Bakemonogatari, in which I felt like I was the Koyomi to her Hitagi (no innuendo intended!). It felt like my best dream had come true. At the prom itself (which was at a lovely Marriott atop a hill), having been brought up rigorously to be extremely cautious around women (and dates) in order to avoid imprisonment, I decided it would be best to sit back, relax, and watch the rest of my class (and date) dance and have fun. I was already content with having a date in the first place after all! When everyone else danced and grinded to the music at the Prom, I did not. When everyone else stayed up all night partying afterwards, I did not, which Alex understood. I did not kiss her either, fully aware that we were going initially as friends and not as a full-fledged relationship. So all in all, I followed every gentlemanly rule in the book! I was so proud of myself. I headed back to my Mom's house where we gladly parted ways as I prepared for bed, and vowed to go to a movie sometime, which I hope will be sometime before the end of this month, before she moves to Utah to study as a mortician. By and by, it was, and will be fun, and I will always cherish these moments in my heart. For this I am truly thankful. I will never forget her and her kindness.
Tryin' to reply, using my phone in the middle of nowhere. Whatever you do keep in contact with that friend :) She sounds like a rarity in that she spoiled the guy for the prom. Congratulations. As an added bonus it seems like in some form you got to live out some of your favorite show. As much as I can see from the pixels on my phone, you're looking good & dapper, mate!
Just graduating from college and starting my first job ever, I have been paying extra attention to the price of things and I'm just dumbfounded over the price of gum. I went to CVS today to buy a pack of gum and it cost $1.67, but on Saturday I was able to buy an entire loaf of bread (whole-wheat, name brand, you name it!) for $1.69. How does a pack of stupid gum cost just about as much as an entire loaf of bread?
ridículo~
Nothing like waking up and finding out you have a copyright strike on Youtube for no reason.
The world we live in. I showed my dog in the video. That's the only thing different from the others. Is he copyrighted now.
Other than that it is just my face and my voice. No music, nothing.
The worst part is that this very likely cancels the partnership that I got.
Nothing like waking up and finding out you have a copyright strike on Youtube for no reason.
The world we live in. I showed my dog in the video. That's the only thing different from the others. Is he copyrighted now.
Other than that it is just my face and my voice. No music, nothing.The worst part is that this very likely cancels the partnership that I got.
Is your dog named Pluto? If that's the case, your dog is copyright property of the Disney corporation. Or maybe your dog is named Lassie, or some other popular dog name. Regardless, how dare you steal some dog's name that is protected under copyright! Or maybe your dog RESEMBLES some other person's famous dog so you're inappropriately using that dog's image or something. Yeah, there's that too. How dare you!
Just graduating from college and starting my first job ever, I have been paying extra attention to the price of things and I'm just dumbfounded over the price of gum. I went to CVS today to buy a pack of gum and it cost $1.67, but on Saturday I was able to buy an entire loaf of bread (whole-wheat, name brand, you name it!) for $1.69. How does a pack of stupid gum cost just about as much as an entire loaf of bread?
ridículo~
It's because stores like CVS and Walgreens are "convience" stores, they aren't discounters so they mark up everything. Their excuse is "Well, would you rather go to Walmart?" pretty much.
So my dad got drunk….twice today.
And pissed himself on the way back. And when we got back home none of the five other people waiting wanted to go into the same elevator.
And I had to yell at him for ten minutes to take off his pissed jeans, which he refused to do because, and I quote, "I hate you".