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Posted: Tue Nov 24, 2009 8:51 pm
Are you angry? Do you want to throw things and smash delicate little trinket boxes into dust? Could you go out and run a sword through someone's gut without thinking twice about it? Could there possibly be anyone out there more mad than you? Lets find out! This is a place to post about the things that just haven't gone right. It's not only for anger, but for sadness and other negative emotions. Come on in and let it all out. We'll listen and we'll give you hugs and chocolate bit cookies. If we revel in your pain, we won't show it, either. Promise. Rules! 1. Above all else: Follow Gaia ToS! 2. Don't make fun of the people in here. Be understanding or don't post. 3. Keep cursing to a minimum.
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Posted: Thu Dec 03, 2009 9:02 pm
Lets see... today I went to my old high school's winter concert. My friends Jeremy and Sara were there. We chatted and had some fun, then my other from Nick came. He's more popular than me, so as soon as he came, he said hey to me then adverted his attention to the other two. I just sat on the couch boredly watching them. Hoping one of them would notice. About 20 minutes later they did. So I got up, smiled, and started chatting with them. Then my friend Nick asked me to leave for a few minutes. I said, "sure" so I left. I knew it was something private and I didn't care. But what I did mind was that they forgot about me! I saw them leaving so i sighed and followed. We chatted a little longer and i hugged them goodbye.
I kinda knew they would forget me... I just hoped it didn't.
I felt like I was invisible for a while. Stupid I know, but then as soon as I got home, my mom handed me a dirty bowl and said "here" so I blew up. Was a simple, "hey how was the concert?" or a "welcome home" too much? My mom never truely cared too much...
But I texted my boyfriend, and he wasn't much help at first either. He asked me what he could do? *sigh* but after a while, I started feeling a lot better. But I still hate one lined replies. I try to start a conversation but he quickly ends it with 'lol' I shouldn't have to tell him, "hey I wanna continue this convo" no.. it's not that hard to keep a conversation going. I'm sorry if i sound mean but... i can't help it.
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Posted: Fri Dec 04, 2009 5:11 am
Greed is for amateurs. Mean is what this thread is for.
I got lucky. My junior year of high school I was in a nasty wreck that cost me a good deal of my memory. I know middle school was a terrible time and it's where I picked up my worst habit, but I don't remember what happened. I also don't remember more that fifteen people in my graduating class, which had 92. Of those fifteen people, I've actively kept up with 2.
But I know how being invisible feels. Here. This might help.
I'm nobody. Who are you? Are you nobody too? There's a pair of us. Don't Tell! They'd banish us, you know.
How dreary to be somebody, How public like a frog, To tell your name the livelong day To an admiring bog.
-Emily Dickinson
Disorder, chaos, anarchy: now that's FUN!
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Posted: Fri Dec 04, 2009 1:57 pm
I'm sort of mad at my friend at the moment. I've been friends with him since grade seven so that's about five, six, seven years(?), I don't know. But anyways there's this dance coming up thats a really big deal of the year, it's fancy and such, you know girls wear dresses, guys suit type things, you know the likes and theres this guy that I've fancied for a while who has come down every year for the dance, makeing a seven hour car ride each time, just to spend about six hours with me and my friend who doesn't really know the guy hates him, absolutely hates him. His reason? He has none, he just doesn't like the guy, he thinks he'll end up hitting me or something when I know the guy is not like that.
But anyway my friend still won't change his opinion of the guy and it makes me angry that he's mad at me for liking this guy for who he is. I'd say it's jealousy, that my friend might like me and is jelous because I don't like him back but we already went through the whole liking each other bit and we're glad that we never went out because we aren't each other's type. I don;t get it. Like yeah, okay, I get he's worried about me but seriously it's not like he's the one who's living my life. I can make my own descisions and judgement calls, he doesn't need to make them for me!
Ugh. I just don't get it.
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AoibhealDragonheart Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Dec 04, 2009 5:54 pm
Greed is for amateurs. He's not jealous? Psh. He's a liar. If there's no reason for this guy to hate your friend and he hates him anyway, I'm going with jealousy. Anyone can lie. You seem to have sense enough that if a guy hits you, you're going to leave and never look back. I could be wrong, but I don't think I am. If I can get that vibe online without ever having met you, why can't he when he gets to see you once a year?
This guy sounds like a jerk.
Disorder, chaos, anarchy: now that's FUN!
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Posted: Fri Dec 04, 2009 8:10 pm
My life is just screwy...but that's what its like for almost everyone. I have liked this guy for forever...and he still hasn't shown any signs of liking me. My friend completely depressed me by telling me that I should ask him out so he could go ahead and reject me. I was shocked, and obviously said I wouldn't, so she goes up to him and asks him for me! I was angry and sad and confused all at once...of course he said no...I skipped the last hour of the day of school to cry in the bathroom. Worst feeling ever.
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Posted: Fri Dec 04, 2009 8:11 pm
im just here to live my life up and um im just wierd and hyper not realy mad much
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Posted: Sat Dec 05, 2009 4:16 am
Felt Teeth Greed is for amateurs. He's not jealous? Psh. He's a liar. If there's no reason for this guy to hate your friend and he hates him anyway, I'm going with jealousy. Anyone can lie. You seem to have sense enough that if a guy hits you, you're going to leave and never look back. I could be wrong, but I don't think I am. If I can get that vibe online without ever having met you, why can't he when he gets to see you once a year?
This guy sounds like a jerk.
Disorder, chaos, anarchy: now that's FUN! No, i'd never let anyone harm me in any way. Haha, you're good. I'm still a little angry though and the dance is tonight, but my friend is totally wrong about the dude and besides I'm a real good judge of character but he doesn't sem to understand that, he's just urggg. Edit: This coming from the same friend who says I should act more like a girl. Ha!
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AoibhealDragonheart Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Dec 05, 2009 9:03 am
Greed is for amateurs. *growls*
I left my flash drive next to a keyboard in my last class yesterday. I can't do homework now!
Disorder, chaos, anarchy: now that's FUN!
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Posted: Sat Dec 05, 2009 10:58 am
I did that once, I had a huge project I had to finish on it too that was due the next day. Ugh, it's so aggrivating and stressful. I feel your pain.
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AoibhealDragonheart Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Dec 05, 2009 7:08 pm
Greed is for amateurs. I've got until Friday to finish it. That's eight pages. I can do it, but I'm going to kill myself in the process.
Disorder, chaos, anarchy: now that's FUN!
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Posted: Sun Dec 13, 2009 9:19 pm
my head hurts sooooooooooo much! x.x
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Posted: Mon Dec 14, 2009 12:49 pm
Greed is for amateurs. I hear you there. I'm coming down with a cold and it's finals week.
Disorder, chaos, anarchy: now that's FUN!
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Posted: Wed Jan 13, 2010 5:53 pm
My internets is being stupid! >< So Im hacking into other peoples connections! Shhhhhhhhhh xD
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Posted: Fri Jan 15, 2010 8:05 am
gahhh my girlfriend said she doesnt want to talk today even after we had planned alot to do she does it every time i get my hopes up on something not even sharping my claymore is helping me calm down and im so confused im not sure if im mad or sad it hurts i dont know what to do anymore
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