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Post by Soprano on Sept 27, 2010 13:46:22 GMT -6
I hate it when you have a semi-decent weekend and then you have to go back to your horribly mundane life that you really wish was an adventure, like you have to write about. ._. Even if you have no fighting skill and would get gutted by a demon so fast, it'd be comical...
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lillium
Fatima's Sexophone
He Who Fights Monsters
just another dead composer
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Post by lillium on Sept 27, 2010 22:53:20 GMT -6
If I'm a communist because I dare speak out against you, then I am proud to be a communist.
Is this 2010 or 1967? Please tell me. I want to know. Because every day it seems like the latter.
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Bara no Uta
Adept Hunter
Would you tear my castle down?
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Post by Bara no Uta on Oct 25, 2010 22:33:22 GMT -6
Minor compared to some things, but it's annoying me:
Today during chemistry I was making a little comic thingy, based on a conversation I'd had at breakfast (because I said I would, so I did). In it, an Amish girl decided to sue the school for having lights on. So she hired me as the prosecution, and my friend as the defense. Well immediately she starts being like "THEY DIDN'T KILL ANYONE AND I DIDN'T HELP!". Except in the panels, I ran out of space after "they didn't" so I decided to make "KILL ANYONE" super dramatic and give it its own box, with a little (and I didn't help!) underneath.
Well the teacher walked by just as I was writing "KILL ANYONE" and spent the rest of class pestering me about, "What are you drawing?" and, "Can I see your drawing?" which I thought was just because I was totally not doing the assignment.
Except then I noticed she was giving me this look like she was concerned for my sanity or something, and finally like at the end of class I finally got it and said it was an inside joke. But GEEZ, she totally overreacted and now she's probably going to think I should be referred to the school counselor or something!
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Post by porcelain on Oct 26, 2010 5:41:19 GMT -6
Lately, I have been feeling like I can't do anything right! Or that I'm simply to stupid to understand.
For the new assignment on school, we got split up in groups. One girl in my group is the teacher's favorite, So I'm already certain the teacher will like whatever we decide to make.
Anyway, I said to her that they probably made us team up because we had complete different styles, so that our finished product would be something rather unique. Her answer was " No, It's obvious they teamed a good designer and a bad designer together, to make it fair for everybody "
Ugh... I'm somebody that DOESN'T get angry or start yelling. I hate it when people raise their voice, so I simply don't do it either. but that comments of her really got to me. I hate it that everything I end up doing fails! My mom said I simply aren't talented in anything, and that I can only reach my goals by hard work. That was supposed to cheer me up, but it sure didn't
I wanted to be a pathologist or vet : Not smart enough I started Acrogym and acrobatics : Teacher threw me out of the team because I turned out to be better than her own daughter. Ninjutsu : I ended up in a depression so the team threw me out, saying I was a bad example for the younger students because of my depressive behavior. animation : Failed , They said I couldn't draw and so I failed my very first year. Jewelry : Passed the first year, but failed the second, and now even my own friends are saying I'm a ' bad designer '. modeling : My mother things posing for cameras is porn, she is ashamed because of me...
I just feel like shooting myself. Maybe I should stop trying and just accept I suck in everything I do.
GAAAR *kicks the world *
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Post by dusk on Oct 27, 2010 9:20:34 GMT -6
Bank still hasnt paid me back my money from the error.... juts been informed it might not ever get paid back, thats £200 down the drain. Fucking Morons.
More problems, none with simple answers..... guess i could have been a better son.
Ill again aswell, my week just keeps getting better and better.
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Post by Soprano on Oct 28, 2010 5:34:49 GMT -6
I don't want to fight but I don't want to be your emergency plan if you really freaking care about me. Celebrating my birthday shouldn't kill you. God forbid you make me feel like your damn girlfriend instead of some girl you sleep with occasionally. >>
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lillium
Fatima's Sexophone
He Who Fights Monsters
just another dead composer
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Post by lillium on Oct 29, 2010 22:06:08 GMT -6
You're guilty as sin, and the sin is hubris. I have to deal with you and your horrible playing and your huge ego. The entire section has to deal with you and your horrible playing and your huge ego. The thing is? If you were actually a good player, I might not be so concerned about your ego. But you can't even back it up! I don't care if you've been in this pit longer than I have; you can't play half as well as I, and this is my first year. So tell me, what does that say about you?
I ask you to crescendo. The instructor asks you to crescendo. But do you? No, you throw a hissy fit and whine and bitch and don't change anything. You count out loud- And you can't count, either, so you throw people off! Everyone asks you not to. The instructor asks you not to. But do you stop? No.
So of course I go and complain about you. Of course I go and tell the instructor how you have no respect for me or anyone else in this pit. Because you don't. So don't you dare get mad and say you hate me, because it's your own damn fault I did what I did. Maybe if you were better and actually tried, I wouldn't have gone and told her.
And your girlfriends, you sexist son of a bitch. You act like women just exist so you can fool around with them. You're not even good looking or smart, and so I can't even imagine why any girl would date you. But they do. You're cheating on the girl you're cheating with, and I don't even know if she's a girl you're cheating with. The only reason no one brings it up is because the instructor asked us not to.
So go ahead. Act all high and mighty. But I play the world's hardest instrument, boy, and you can't even count to four.
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Post by porcelain on Oct 30, 2010 6:57:30 GMT -6
You never gave a fuck abut me, you played me like a darn tease and threw me away once you realized your best bud didn't ' like ' me because my niece was his ex girlfriend.
you ignored me for a fucking long time, and now you think you can just walk up to me and go all flirty? Oh so you saw my pictures... so you suddenly do care about me because I model ? Now I'm good enough ?
Please mister, you had your chance. You blew it!
Ugh! I hate guys like that! Fucking attention whores
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lillium
Fatima's Sexophone
He Who Fights Monsters
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Post by lillium on Nov 12, 2010 17:17:24 GMT -6
We've been "friends" for years and you've always acted this way, but sometimes it's worse than other times.
You can't even trust me to hold your things while you're off doing something else? Ouch. It's even better when someone says right in front of me, "Oh, Lily can hold this because she's just sitting down. She's responsible enough," and you just walk off.
I suppose the only time it seems that you really gave a shit about me was when I was helping you through your relationship problems, but it isn't like you took my advice anyway. It just seems like I was someone to rant to and to copy the math homework off of. But god forbid I ever needed to know how to do a problem and god forbid I ever needed to borrow your calculator because I was too poor to afford a graphing calculator. You'd always just say "no." What's worse is that I showed you how to do problems all the time and I would have let you borrow my calculator any day.
Did you ever care about me? Honestly? I thought we were friends, but you constantly treat me like crap and just treat everyone else better than me. But it's not like you probably even care, because you probably never cared. I thought it was just your personality, but you don't act that way towards everyone.
Just me.
Also, I feel like crap because I got a 69 on an English paper. A D. I did horrible. I almost began crying in the middle of class, actually. It was frustrating. I only read a few of the grader's comments because that was only how many I could handle. She marked me down for using slang, but it was like she hadn't even paid attention to the context- Awesome isn't necessarily slang, especially when I'm talking about how a fucking description of words fucking fills people with fucking awe. Or epic, when it is used in the correct context.
And would it have killed her to write in fucking pen? Pencil is horrible unprofessional.
Also, I've been living with someone for almost 17 years. Would it kill them to figure out how I like my burritos?
I had a horrible day. Jumping off a bridge sounds awesome right now, but it's not like I'd ever do that. =\
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Post by porcelain on Nov 13, 2010 8:09:20 GMT -6
Arg! Fucking people! so you' understand ' and know what I'm ' going trough ' because you ONCE spend the weekend with a boy that was mentally behind?
Seriously you don't know shit. Stop trying to act all ' awesome ' over it! every time I open up my heart to you and tell you what's on your mind, you always know perfectly what I mean because you went through the same thing only a LOT worse.
My brother can die in his sleep any fucking day you bitch. You DON'T understand. And you never fucking will. Stop pretending your life is horrible because you still can't get that boy out of your mind after that one weekend you spend with him.
so yea, excuse me if I just turn around and walk away in the middle of our conversation.
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