I don't even warrant a unique response :cwy: .
Confession Session - LOCK THIS THREAD
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Hahahahahahaa XD But you don't know me and I don't know ya sweetheart! :P
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Butternut Squash sounds disgusting anyway so that's one strike against him.
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But Butternut reminds me of Butters so… =x
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It reminds me of Butter's nuts which likewise sounds disgusting :sideways: .
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Butternut Squash sounds disgusting anyway so that's one strike against him.
…...........................why. thank you.
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Needs more Chrissie.
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Hahahahaha. Intentional misunderstanding.
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Among all this merry bikini picture begging I have an actual confession to make. (Not that the thought doesn't bring me joy.)
I need to become independent. Like, right now if I want to learn how to properly live on my own. I have my own apartment, search for jobs by myself and I almost never have to borrow significant amounts of money from anyone, but yesterday I felt cornered and asked money from my big brother. I trusted my mom with super important papers to be delivered into social services and… she forgot. Yes, I should have done that myself and get it fucking done in time, I know that. But I realize I rely on my mom way too much and I'm 22 years old. I need to take responsibility for my fuck-ups even though it'll take years before I even get to pay off all my debts. But if I can step it up, start sorting my life out and work hard, I can do it. With a bit of luck it might not take as long as I expect it to. But I have to take some major steps towards independence.
Tomorrow I'm going to the bank and ask them to limit the right to view and use my bank account only to me. After that I really have no other choice but to deal with that stuff by myself. I still desperately need a job, but I'll keep looking. There's got to be work I want to do available somewhere. Things usually get better with time, but right now I have to make it through these shitty times with my head held high and not have a breakdown.
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There's no shame in being dependent (at least somewhat) on other people. And it sounds like you're taking as many steps as you can at the moment to become more independent which is good. Just keep it up and you'll make it :happy: .
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Hahahahaha. Intentional misunderstanding.
Hm? Not enough huh? I understand… Here you are then:
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Sakonosolo won… :sad:
Just not really. >;D
LaCaSiNa baby, I know you can do it. You are a smart lady and since you put your mind on it, you will manage just fine. It'll be a bit hard at first but quite satisfying at the end. I basically still am economically dependent from my parents, something I don't particularly enjoy and know couldn't be helped much, what with my crazy studies going on, but now that I am (hopefully) gonna finish with my studying, I'll find a good job and support them full-force, especially with my sister's studying. ^^
So good luck with your job hunt and if you ever feel like it's too much, come on AP and tell us your troubles. We'll try to cheer you up and on as much as we can! \o/ -
All that talking about people making snide comments as you walk by them reminded me of a funny story. One day in my high school's cafeteria, I was walking by a table and some guy said, "…like him" and I immediately turned to face him, looked at him angrily, and roared, "WHAT!?!" to which he replied, "Nothing!" fearfully. Even though I acted like a hardass throughout the scene, when I actually left the scene I realized how hilarious it was. Like, that was literally just my automatic reaction and I punked that guy out. I don't even know what context he was comparing me against. xD
As for actual insults, I've gotten so, so, soooo many of those that I don't even remember them all or give a shit anymore. It might also be because they come up a lot less often that it doesn't bother me anymore but when I was younger, that was essentially my existence. I got put down all the time, spat on, messed with, snuck, everything. And even my mom treated me like a tool rather than a human being, less much her son. It really has created some sort of inferiority complex thing in me. I tend to get overly defensive and upset from shit that isn't a big deal and I need to remind myself that it's nothing to get worked up over.
So yeah, that kind of shit can bring you down. But if there's anything I've learned then it's fuck strangers. What the fuck do strangers do for you? Nothing. So their opinions should matter as much as piss in a toilet. Rather than worry about some dipshit who's name you don't even know, you should cherish the compliments you get from the people that matter. Hell, speaking as a friend that gives out compliments, do you know how fucking infuriating it is for me whenever one of my friends values the opinions of a stranger over mine? How many billions of compliments do I need to fucking give to neutralize ONE comment by some nobody? So yeah, fuck those guys. They don't deserve a second thought.
I would hope that my compliments would mean more to my friends. So if nothing else, at least think about them before you decide to put stock in some nobody's passing comment.
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After spending a great amount of time with an old friend of mine last night, AND watching some Doctor Who, I confess that I love love love Matt Smith as the current Doctor. I liked him in Series 5, but he's just getting better and better.
And it did motivate me to wear a bow tie every now and then at formal occasions.
Rofl Mr. Zoro
How was it?
Surprisingly interesting. There was only one other girl and a guy there, and we learned some clever, clever cheers. And the girl was a fan of Batman, so we talked about that for quite a bit.
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It reminds me of Butter's nuts which likewise sounds disgusting :sideways: .
Good try dude. But it's beyond your comprehension.
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What makes you hypocritical is the fact that you first say, that you only smile and say nice things to people and if someone actually tells you that this is not the way you are, you suddenly say that you're terrible.
Wether you have to learn who the hell you are
or you must stand by your word and don't act out of it.It's not a bad thing to be sarcastic but you should know when to be honest and true and don't switch sides every second.
It's more that I smile and say nice things to people I just casually pass by or I'm in line and their next to me or something. I just don't want to be a dick to someone I don't know, and saying something nice to them usually brightens up their day.
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Now every time Bob posts, I shall see that face. Great.
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Now every time Bob posts, I shall see that face. Great.
You mean you didn't see that face before? That's the impression I was trying to put across.
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http://sassafrasjunction.files.wordpress.com/2011/04/albatross-l-stare.jpg
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Oy oy oy! Albatross stare is my bothah-bothah-bothah Bob shtick! D:
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Heeey, so what's going on in …
@Chrissie:http://sassafrasjunction.files.wordpress.com/2011/04/albatross-l-stare.jpg
… in ... here ...
Oh God what does it want? I'll do anything, just cheer up!
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I hate HATE texting. It's all I see people doing nowadays and it irritates the hell out of me. I was driving home today and when I stopped to turn the guy turning left was texting and missing so many openings he could have taken to turn. Extending this a little I don't care much for cell phones either. I mean they're good in some situations but people talk on them all the time and it vexes me the same way that texting does.
And now I sound like an old man.
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I hate HATE texting. It's all I see people doing nowadays and it irritates the hell out of me. I was driving home today and when I stopped to turn the guy turning left was texting and missing so many openings he could have taken to turn. Extending this a little I don't care much for cell phones either. I mean they're good in some situations but people talk on them all the time and it vexes me the same way that texting does.
And now I sound like an old man.
Texting irritates me, too. Sure, it has quite a few benefits itself, but I'd prefer face-to-face conversations any day, and if not that, a phone call. Texting's more of a last resort to me.
Reminds me when I dated someone who loved texting, and all she would mostly do was communicate through texting. She talked very much when she was around her friends and was pretty cool, but when it came to dates and such she didn't like to talk and said it was "awkward" when she tried getting close to someone through outright talking… and she told me that through a text.
Needless to say, that relationship didn't last long. She's still pretty cool and I talk to her every so often, but I hardly ever try to text.
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I think I may have a persecution complex. I can't remember a lot of small details, but when I do it's usually some wrong against me or others. It does not help that once I focus on a person, my mind automatically stockpiles anything slight, real or perceived, against that person, leading me to spiral into this kind of quiet, strong paranoia. I think I let it slip every once in a while here, and what's really sad is that for every time I slip, there's like nine other times I'm about to rant about something stupid before I go 'Wait, that might just be ridiculous.' It's part of the reason I'm always second guessing myself and trying to find a balance between humility and trying to stand up for one's self. Not going very well.
Also, I literally want to punch/strangle/kick/wedgie every idiot who says 'Wake up' in the sense that they know so much about what's going on in the world and that everyone but them is an ignorant sheep. And I'm not talking conspiracy theorists either. I even want to do it to people who I agree with! It's just gotten so fucking old.
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sometimes the situation calls for it. :ninja:
i know what you mean though.
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Had a chat with someone in particular today. Then out of blue, she asked me if I loved her. This is the same girl that that stepped over my heart and keeps coming back into to life, even after I get over the depression of being stepped over. But you know… I could not bring myself to hate or dislike her. I still had feelings for her and I told her the truth. She then said she loved me too. I didn't really care what context of love that was but it was nice to know, even if there's a huge chance that it may end up not working for us at all. It's little things like these that keeps me sane in this single lifestyle I have chosen for myself. I'm being vague, but I just wanted to share that.
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Had a chat with someone in particular today. Then out of blue, she asked me if I loved her. This is the same girl that that stepped over my heart and keeps coming back into to life, even after I get over the depression of being stepped over. But you know… I could not bring myself to hate or dislike her. I still had feelings for her and I told her the truth. She then said she loved me too. I didn't really care what context of love that was but it was nice to know, even if there's a huge chance that it may end up not working for us at all. It's little things like these that keeps me sane in this single lifestyle I have chosen for myself. I'm being vague, but I just wanted to share that.
Well hey every little something counts right?
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Yeah. Before I thought anyone that fell for me was unfortunate/unlucky due to the bad self esteem I have gathered over the years. She made me feel as if I wasn't deserving of anyone. Now it's like… different.
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This is starting to annoy me.
[hide] My father, my mother, my friends, they all say I have a great potential, and I do nothing to achieve it, thus driving them mad and angry with me. I'm starting to trust in myself, and only after I have 100% confidence in me and others is that I can socialize.But NO. They want me to improve in a second, a friend of mine said "I spent a good time of my life numb because of drugs. And when I see you (I) I want to die, you never used drugs and even then you do anything with your life "
When I was a kid I was excluded for 8 years, nobody wanted to play with me in school, and it traumatized me, making me not trust anybody and myself, after four years going to a psychologist I see myself as someone who can socialize .
But this progress is ignored by people, I know that I have changed (or, I´m changing) but people don´t see this. [/hide]
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I was out shopping with my mom today.
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See this?This is my first dress ever.
I'm weird.
Let me explain all this.
During my "trip" where my task was to find myself, I had to realize that no matter how hard I tried, I remained a girl. We can say that "I preferred trousers over skirts".
However, I was born as a girl, and I can't change that. The most difficult thing I have to learn now is to accept and love myself, which is the hardest thing in life, I think (at least in mine).
First, I have to change a couple of things, which will help me to feel like a woman. So, here's this dress for one.To be honest, I'm a little afraid to be a woman. I don't really know how to be. Well, more things to learn!
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I was out shopping with my mom today.
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See this?This is my first dress ever.
I'm weird.
Let me explain all this.
During my "trip" where my task was to find myself, I had to realize that no matter how hard I tried, I remained a girl. We can say that "I preferred trousers over skirts".
However, I was born as a girl, and I can't change that. The most difficult thing I have to learn now is to accept and love myself, which is the hardest thing in life, I think (at least in mine).
First, I have to change a couple of things, which will help me to feel like a woman. So, here's this dress for one.To be honest, I'm a little afraid to be a woman. I don't really know how to be. Well, more things to learn!
Well there's always the tomboy or sex change alternatives :ninja:
But being honest, looks real nice :D
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Well there's always the tomboy or sex change alternatives :ninja:
But being honest, looks real nice :D
The I was or am the first one, and the second one is much too expensive for me:ninja:
Thank you~ I had to collect all of my courage to buy that.
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The I was or am the first one, and the second one is much too expensive for me:ninja:
Thank you~ I had to collect all of my courage to buy that.
You know you can stil be a tomboy.
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@No:
You know you can stil be a tomboy.
I'll stay that, but I have to change in some ways.
That's why I started to go on baranta trainings where I'll learn how to use swords, shields, staffs, maces, axes, bows, wrestling and how to beat up someone.Never fear, I won't be a damsel in distress.
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When I was little, my mother tried to teach my how to juggle (rubber balls) because she was good at it and I failed horribly and screwing up that badly made me not want to try again BUT NOW I'M GOING TO TRY AGAIN. THIS SUMMER. TO JUGGLE. Like it took me like nine years to get over it.
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Its been almost 2 months since the day i apostated, i think im holding out well but all this talk about ramadan coming soon, its really pissing me off. I feel like im gonna explode sometimes.
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Its been almost 2 months since the day i apostated, i think im holding out well but all this talk about ramadan coming soon, its really pissing me off. I feel like im gonna explode sometimes.
Can you tell anyone ?
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no-one. its my secret. Everyone around me is muslim. ANd i am now officially a kafer.
i tell some one i risk getting honor killed.Yeah.
I think you realy ought to consider that whole "leaving Libya" thing.
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@No:
Yeah.
I think you realy ought to consider that whole "leaving Libya" thing.
hahahaha, as soon as i fucking can m8, i'm counting the days. Can't wait for this whole facade to finish. I was hoping all this would end before ramadan so i can start my plans.
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That sounds horrible Kuma.
I'd never normally advise this, but if this is a matter of survival, the best course (for now) would be to just fake it.
I'm grateful I've never had to do that, but we don't want you getting in trouble you know?
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days of fasting, then hours of staying at tarawih. OMG, gonna be hell. AAARGHHHHHHHHH.
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Many many many people have walked this path Bar Kum, they've survived, they've thrived, you can do it too.
There are no Kafirs in America, we were founded on the escape from religious persecution by people sailing overseas. Look how well they made out.
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Bar Kuma This is a very public forum. If your life would be in danger, may I respectfully remind you to please be careful what you post. I understand email addresses aren't that hard to hack off of our profiles, and from there it's a piece of cake. Take care, hun, k? I advise using PMs if you need to vent.