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 Posted: Fri Nov 02, 2007 7:59 am
Ashram McDuck Minimum_Damage I wish you had bigger knockers, baby. Dear MD, I wish you had a bigger drill. Signed, Your girlfriend Man, that's harsh... xd
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Posted: Fri Nov 02, 2007 9:43 am
Nobuko Ishihara Ashram McDuck Minimum_Damage I wish you had bigger knockers, baby. Dear MD, I wish you had a bigger drill. Signed, Your girlfriend Man, that's harsh... xd It's only HALF true...! 
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Posted: Fri Nov 02, 2007 11:09 am
Minimum_Damage Nobuko Ishihara Ashram McDuck Minimum_Damage I wish you had bigger knockers, baby. Dear MD, I wish you had a bigger drill. Signed, Your girlfriend Man, that's harsh... xd It's only HALF true...! I lol'd
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Posted: Sun Nov 04, 2007 1:53 am
You're beautiful and I could get lost in your eyes forever, you're unique and just so you... and I've told all of this before and not until recently have you reciprocated. But I guess being drunk right not and not being able to talk to you just makes me want to talk to you even more. If I could afford to I'd leave her right now just to know what might come of us.
I loved you, not liked, since High School and I always have. I've wondered what it might be like if we were to spend the rest of our lives together... and to be honest... you're one of the only people I've ever wanted to do so with.
I wish I'd had the balls to ask you out a year ago but I locked up like I always do... all stuff you know.
You and I are tied by the red thread of fate.
You know all of this... I've told and you've told me how you feel. But we've never said it face to face and I wish we could.
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2007 2:08 pm
Too long. gonk
Dear Mum,
I love you, but at times it seems like you live to test my infinite patience in the worst way possible. I have tried to keep you in the loop with how my college career is going, I've told you multiple times that things are going just fine, and that I plan on graduating next December. However, you consistently ask me when I'm going to graduate, and at times it makes me feel as if you don't want me around anymore. What you said to me this afternoon was essentially what I had been saying all along, that I would be graduating by next December, only you made me out to be the bad guy, appearing as if all I want to do is to stay in college, living off you all for the rest of my life. Now, I love you, but I'm getting to the point where I think that love would be best spent away from one another, where I can still see and talk to you, and be there for you when you need me, but far enough to give me some privacy and room to grow as well.
And yet you still push that very same fact, that I've been waving about in front of you since the beginning of this year. I want to grow up, I want to enter the workforce, I'm ready to make it on my own...
But you can't see that. Or you overlook it every time I say it. I've been making my own plans for years now, deciding my own classes, working my a** off over the breaks I have in winter and summer so I don't have to take any more money from the family than I have to. I feel guilty when I do. I'm working on trying to get a job up here during school so that I can finally begin to start carrying my weight when it comes to finances you all have taken care of me for my entire life.
And then you push for me to be done in summer.
I have 33 credit hours left to fill. The heaviest load I dare take in the spring is 18 credit hours, five of six, or even all of them, being upper division plus a three hour weekly lab. I'm damn good, but I'm not that good. As it stands, I can't afford to get a job in the spring because you want me to graduate in summer, and pulling essentially a 21 hour schedule is going to make that hell, since I can't organize my classes the way I would like to. Am I still going to try? Hell yes. But I think it's going to do a lot more damage then just if I took 18 hours.
And I told you before, several times, only lower division courses are offered in the summer, so I have to manage to get 15 courses in over the summer to graduate on time. s**t, I know I can do it, but again, I can't afford to get a full time job over the summer if you're going to push me so hard on this. So that means I need to take the money I earn this winter, and make it stretch all the way to after my birthday. Part time? Sure, if we can make it work. Get an apartment? Sure, I'll work my a** off to afford it with the guys, see if we can't bump things up a few months. I'm still close enough to be there for you, but far enough away to where I feel like I can be myself.
You want a lot from me, and I know I can deliver, but asking me to get a part time job that'll pay enough for me to pay you a hundred a month, plus get a place of my own in the summer...
It's exceedingly difficult to picture. I know you're tired of me, but I just want you to take me seriously, I've been making my own decisions for a while now, and if you realize it or not, I'm ready to fly the coop.
Dear Dad,
You make my future plans incredibly difficult. I've already told you, several times, that I know what I want to do with my life, that I want to be a minister. Like you were and will be again. Like your father was. It's not some childish 'self-fulfilling' prophecy, doing what the old women said I should do with my life every week after service, to be like you. It's something I honestly feel passionate about, something I want to devote my life to because I feel like I can make a difference, not just in people's lives, but in the entire structure of religion.
I'm no prophet... I'm not going to change the world, but the least I can do is try and change the way people regard those who aren't like them. I see hypocrisy everywhere, twisting and shifting old ideas to become something that I don't think they mean, to be a means to an end, to validate reasoning, giving it more weight than it should have to begin with. I can't stand it, but I'm not going to run away from it and try to find or even make another niche for myself, that's just not my style. I'm going to do what I can to straighten people's minds out, and try to put them on the more important things. It's why I've chosen the major that I have, so that I'm not just a religious zealot, I'm an educated madman, intent on challenging the structure so that it's better for everyone. I have no fear of the unknown, only that which exists, but I also have the courage to stand up to it, regardless of what happens. Because it's who I am.
Because it's right.
To you both,
I know I'm a mooch, and a burden on you both, and I'm working to fix that, it's why I've never missed a single class since entering college here in the past three semesters, when I missed it on a nearly weekly basis in the past, by my own volition no less. I am growing more and more comfortable in myself, and in my future, but a part of me thinks that you're not ready for me to grow up just yet, despite your pushing and shoving for me to go out and make something of myself.
It's okay to admit that you're scared for me, I'll take it a lot better than you all attempting to control my life for me. But, if it makes you happy then, for a little while longer, I'll nod my head when you speak, I'll come to your aide when you call for help, I'll even swear that when the time comes and you do need me to be there, I will. But I'm grown now, and I'm ready to face the world head on, bash my head against it until I can't see straight, recover, and do it again.
People aren't static, Dad, Mum, I don't think you really realize what I'm capable of, I know that I don't understand it entirely. But best believe, I've got dreams to chase, and feelings in my heart and mind that tell me there's so much more that I need to do than work behind a desk or out digging holes.
I hope you get to see me do it, so maybe then you can think back and realize that by the time I left home, I was already prepared to face the world, better than you thought.
I don't blame either of you for anything, I love and respect both of you. But I think this is your time to step back, and watch me grow.
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Posted: Mon Nov 26, 2007 12:35 pm
How many times do we mods have to tell you? Crispin Freeman and Izzy ARE NOT your friends! And using the "pity me because everyone says I suck" to win a stupid fansite contest is LAME!
Take your whiny neediness and go away!
Oh, wait...I'm a mod. I have use of the fansite ban hammer... twisted
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Streamjumper Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Nov 26, 2007 1:29 pm
Dear "educated elite",
Go the ******** away. You make everyone look worse by association with you, particularly anyone trying to make ALL OF US look better or otherwise fix the real problems.
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Posted: Thu Nov 29, 2007 2:48 pm
It was me that knocked over the vase. Not the dog.
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Posted: Thu Nov 29, 2007 10:48 pm
RIP SLYME,
I love you guys. You're one of my favourite music groups in the whole world. I love your usual sound. I love your new album.
That said, the sound and style of your new track "EVOLUTION" is everything I despise about American/generic hip-hop. PLEASE do not start heading in that direction with your music! PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE!!! I would be so horrified and disappointed...Please, DJ Fumiya! You're so much better than that and you know it! gonk crying
love from one of your biggest English-speaking fans,
hila
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Posted: Fri Nov 30, 2007 4:07 am
You know, I miss you Kitten, but it's just getting hard. We've grown so much closer since I left, far more so than I ever expected, for which I'm incredibly grateful.
I knew coming out here that there was no guarantee of us dating, and I never really expected anything; I just knew that I couldn't stand to lose you in any capacity.
Kissing you goodbye opened up a whole new side to our relationship, the side I desperately wanted but didn't know how to ask for properly until then. I'll never regret it because it was amazing and it was a big step in the unfolding into what we have now.
Vancouver is a great city, but it's really starting to lose it's shine the longer I'm here without you. I'd go anywhere to be with you as long as you wanted me and that's why I'm here. If I resent anything for not being able to reach out and caress your face or kiss you softly on the lips, it's destiny, fate, the universe, or whatever other impassive force caused things to go so astray that we feel so emotionally close and yet so physically far away.
All I want is you Kitten, and I'd do anything to have you in my arms right now.
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Posted: Thu Dec 06, 2007 4:22 pm
I swear to god.
If I have to eat another bag of ramen noodles because you won't grow a pair and tell your Dad we can't afford to make his insane loan payment-- I AM GOING TO PUKE.
We just can't afford to send him $250 a month! TELL HIM! So what if he won't 'ever help you again'. My parents will, and have offered. Something has to give. We can't keep living like this.
I'm not going to have a shitty Christmas because of your Dad. I just won't.
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Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2007 4:23 pm
ffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffff
Life. rolleyes
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Posted: Wed Dec 12, 2007 8:52 am
There you were, in my dreams last night. Somewhere inbetween my abortion and my dad's death on the freeway...
My dad had invited you to our house. It was our old one, the one I grew up in. And you had a lovely coat, because you're from Canada. You looked a little bit different... a little less goofy. You're not goofy in a bad way, I swear. Perhaps just a bit more suave. A guy who knows what he wants, I suppose. You all started talking about coats and states and Canada... and then you got up, came over to me, and in front of my dad you kissed me, as if no one was looking. And it was beautiful, even if the rest of my dreams last night were quite terrible. I know if I see you around, it won't be you... but maybe somewhere out there you're there. I'll have to go to Montreal and extract you myself!
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Posted: Wed Dec 12, 2007 9:08 am
3.14
I swear to god.
If I have to eat another bag of ramen noodles because you won't grow a pair and tell your Dad we can't afford to make his insane loan payment-- I AM GOING TO PUKE.
We just can't afford to send him $250 a month! TELL HIM! So what if he won't 'ever help you again'. My parents will, and have offered. Something has to give. We can't keep living like this.
I'm not going to have a shitty Christmas because of your Dad. I just won't. I hate it when guys have pride against this kind of thing... his dad should be more responsible and not rely on you guys who are trying to make it yourselves to pay his loans... sad
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Streamjumper Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Dec 12, 2007 2:42 pm
AzurePaleSky 3.14
I swear to god.
If I have to eat another bag of ramen noodles because you won't grow a pair and tell your Dad we can't afford to make his insane loan payment-- I AM GOING TO PUKE.
We just can't afford to send him $250 a month! TELL HIM! So what if he won't 'ever help you again'. My parents will, and have offered. Something has to give. We can't keep living like this.
I'm not going to have a shitty Christmas because of your Dad. I just won't. I hate it when guys have pride against this kind of thing... his dad should be more responsible and not rely on you guys who are trying to make it yourselves to pay his loans... sad I think you're reading that wrong.
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