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[Clearing the Eye]

FOR FUCKS SAKE IF YOUR CHILD IS NOT BEING NORMAL, MAKE HIM NORMAL, it's for his own good.

Might want to change "normal" to "depressed" or something. Being abnormal isn't a bad thing.

 

[Clearing the Eye]

I love gaming more than a fat kid loves cake. Yet I'm sometimes treated like an outsider just because I have ovaries.

I hate that I am pretty spiritual but every religion seems to have some amount of hatred or massive restriction of freedom in it somewhere

I hate that cats are always portrayed as villains in cartoons!

I hate that Tyrannosaurus Rex can't beat a human in an arm wrestling match!

GWARRRRRRRRR

I'm good now. I'm good. Thankyou for that OP. :3

Simple solutions!

1. Remove your ovaries.

2. Start your own religion -- I volunteer as God.

3. Cats suck. Like dogs more.

4. Eat the human instead. /win

You're welcome

 

[The Unworthy Gentleman]

The fucking demo in TF2. If you play as a demo then you're worse than shit, you're a terrible human being and I hope you die in a fiery blaze. It's just a constant spam of campers, jumpers and chargers in every filled game. The chargers are easy, as long as you're a pyro with enough ammo to use the back blast, and the jumpers are just irritating, but the campers. The campers... just fuck off.

Fucking demos.

 

[Senrab]

Torchwood would be a really good show if Welsh accents weren't so unbearable...

 

[The Unworthy Gentleman]

Lengthy, strange ponderings within.

Spoiler

I feel disconnected from humanity. Possibly from reality. Nah, scratch that. I don't think I've quite gotten that bad.

I am not like normal people. That much is true. Fact, pure, complete, truth. Whether I really am physically abnormal or I'm just hard on myself, maybe one day I'll get up the courage to let you judge. Which you mean letting you judge my youtube...*shudders*. But my mind is a million miles from the norm. Better, worse? Probably one or the other in multiple areas, but I don't know. It is different. I look at things different, I think different, that I actually think would seem to set me apart from a lot of people these days. People think, of course, but they don't think a lot. They don't think in depth. Then again, maybe I'm wrong. I've been wrong before. As much as I love to tell people I'm always right, it's part joking and part to make people confident about me, that they can trust me, which most of the time, they can.

I've been wrong, so wrong. I made rules about people, about interacting with them, groups, risk levels, likeliness of hostility, severity of threat, I could've written a book. "The human survival guide". I realised pretty much when going to uni a lot of it was wrong, which was great, except for that I like that kind of structure, and now I don't know what to think. Part of me thinks, part of me knows, that there is some kind of trick, a "knack" to it, to social interaction, to being human that I don't get, a secret unknowingly held by all those around me, to the point where they couldn't tell me even if they wanted to, because they don't conciously know it themselves.

The wierd thing about said ongoing quest, is that I honestly don't know why I need to keep doing it. I have friends, I'm not sure how it happened, but it happened, I'm popular, incredibly so. Was I just myself? It would seem too "hollywood" to be true.

I'm rambling. I look at normal people, and I don't know how they work. I don't get all the contradictions. The body language is puzzling, even the words, sometimes. It's hard to explain, but I barely even feel human. What do I feel like? God knows, but something else.

It's funny, I used to see it that other people weren't quite human. That something went missing from them. The zombie apocalypse had already happened, and a peace treaty was signed when they switched from eating brains to eating heat magazines and over-expensive branded clothing.

I don't know when it changed, but I realised, they were normal. They were human. I was the one that didn't make sense, the one with a f***ed childhood leading to a f***ed brain.

The wierdest thing is, that sometimes that feels better. I can, to a certain extent, do something about myself. I can't take millions of "sub humans" and replace the missing thing that I don't know about.

And things are so much more interesting like this. Look at other people. They're boring to you, but fascinating to me. Annoying, stupid, perhaps, but fascinating. I collect information all the time, observations, a bit by bit picture of the actions of homo-erectus-normalus. I could be wrong. I am wrong, a lot. The thrill is in the chase, never in the capture.

They don't make sense. But it is interesting.

Then there's these times. I sometimes just feel alone. So incredibly alone. Only one of my "kind", as such. Even my wierd friends, the company I intentionally keep, are normal by comparison.

I feel apart from it. Not above, not below, not better, not worse, but different, and that in itself is wonderful and terrible.

Gah. It makes no sense, but then again if it did, wouldn't I just be bored?

And also, I want to get a start on warhammer books (as opposed to my usual 40K novels) but the local bookstore, wh smith doesn't have them. They have a sale on, but the people there couldn't tell me when it ends. And I was rejected for a job there...honestly, I didn't think the interview went THAT badly.

And there's nothing good on telly. Really, nothing. Not on freeview, anyway...

It's harrowing how much of that I felt applied to me. I was honestly expecting you to turn it around and point out that it was just generic psychology that everyone thinks and applies to themselves but no, it was just your thoughts and self-image and, coincidentally, a lot of my self image.

 

[RamirezDoEverything]

I've been in the friend zone for the longest time.

I really became friends with her about a year ago. Went through the summer and apparently the feelings were mutual and we both liked each other, but myself being the massibe pussy I am didn't act and just hung out. As next school term came about, I manned up and send her a ton of flowers before homecoming(We have a big flower sale before our homecoming) asking her if we could go. But, she was into another asshole fuckface jock testoterone dumbass who she went to prom with. She denied me and ignored me for a while until I started dating an old ex, which turned out badly and we(girl of dreams, not ex), gave each other dating advice. I dumped the ex, and she dumped the asshole, and we just remained friends. She had another guy and it went sour as well, as I coached her through it(positively, not trying to manipulate her to go with me). Then, things started looking good for me, as we went to a few movies, ate a few restaurants, etc. But one of my friends, who knew I was involved with her stepped in. I had already asked her to prom(as friends) and she agreed and I paid no attention to my friend as I was going to seal the deal at prom(Not sexually, you know what the fuck I mean.) BUT, she had an important volleyball tournament elsewhere and had to cancel, as I stayed home alone. Then my friend started going on dates with her, and all was lost as she said to me that she really liked him. I was pissed, and felt miserable for the longest time as I watched them together in every god damned place as I sulked on the side, not having anyone to hang out with as I hung out with her. Then, after awhile of just being a friend, it turned sour as of recent and I am going to a movie with her sunday.

I fucking love this girl, she always makes me happy to just be around her, and is always at my side.

I'm afraid I'm stuck in the friend zone, and it frustrates the hell out of me, because no matter how much I try, she is the only desire I have.

TLDR
I'm a pansy who just might fuck up a chance at the girl of my dreams again.

 

[Clearing the Eye]

FOR FUCKS SAKE IF YOUR CHILD IS NOT BEING NORMAL, MAKE HIM NORMAL, it's for his own good.

Might want to change "normal" to "depressed" or something. Being abnormal isn't a bad thing.

Being abnormal is a bad thing, because it hinders your ability to socialise. And that can lead to depression.

That's an utterly appalling thing to say. Bill Gates, one of the richest and most successful men on Earth, married with children, has aspergers. He is abnormal. Think of a band you like, odds are, the vocalist is abnormal. All the great artists of history? Abnormal. There's good odds many of the people you know are abnormal. Gay? Abnormal. Very intelligent? Abnormal. Not Christian and live in the U.S.? Abnormal. Uncommon health defect? Abnormal.

There's nothing wrong with being different. It's what you do with your talents that count. Disgusting that anyone would say otherwise.

 

[Elementary - Dear Watson]

I also hate the people That Type Like This On Youtube, Fuck That Annoys Me So Much. I don't know why people do it, it doesn't look attractive unless its a title of something, it makes you seem like an idiot who doesn't like or even know grammar and it just pisses me off to no end.

WhAt AbOuT tHe PeOpLe WhO tYpE lIkE tHiS!?

That's even more annoying! :/

Spoiler: Spoilered because of images of people that annoy me so much, id rather not enforce them on others... at least now you cant say I didn't warn you!

I fucking hate the standard of 'makeup' (read face masks) and get-up that girls seem to wear on nights out nowadays. When I first started to go out to pubs and clubs there were dress standards, and you would get turned away if you were underdressed.

This is unacceptable... although the standard has more makeup​

I don't see how these girls are not embarrassed by their attire, or ashamed... because they should be... and in some sort of irony, I was recently turned away from a club because my Guinness polo shirt had the English Rose on it... it was considered a sports team shirt and I wasn't allowed in... and argueing/reasoning didn't help...! Inside there were plenty of the above whores inside...!

SLUT​

 

[Elementary - Dear Watson]

FOR FUCKS SAKE IF YOUR CHILD IS NOT BEING NORMAL, MAKE HIM NORMAL, it's for his own good.

Might want to change "normal" to "depressed" or something. Being abnormal isn't a bad thing.

But then it reads:

"FOR FUCKS SAKE IF YOUR CHILD IS NOT BEING DEPRESSED, MAKE HIM DEPRESSED, it's for his own good."

And that is even worse parenting...! :/

 

[Clearing the Eye]

FOR FUCKS SAKE IF YOUR CHILD IS NOT BEING NORMAL, MAKE HIM NORMAL, it's for his own good.

Might want to change "normal" to "depressed" or something. Being abnormal isn't a bad thing.

But then it reads:

"FOR FUCKS SAKE IF YOUR CHILD IS NOT BEING DEPRESSED, MAKE HIM DEPRESSED, it's for his own good."

And that is even worse parenting...! :/

Lolol. You know what I mean!

 

[Elementary - Dear Watson]

FOR FUCKS SAKE IF YOUR CHILD IS NOT BEING NORMAL, MAKE HIM NORMAL, it's for his own good.

Might want to change "normal" to "depressed" or something. Being abnormal isn't a bad thing.

But then it reads:

"FOR FUCKS SAKE IF YOUR CHILD IS NOT BEING DEPRESSED, MAKE HIM DEPRESSED, it's for his own good."

And that is even worse parenting...! :/

Lolol. You know what I mean!

Haha! I know! I was just being picky!

 

[RyanBishop]

Expensive PS3 games in my country, friendzoning, rainy summer, a month of work in July, sleep issues, slight depression at times (possibly related to general lack of companionship, what the fuck do I know).

Yeah, short'n'sweet.

 

[Aurora Firestorm]

People who are friends with total jerks: you are *rewarding* the jerkiness! Why are you contributing to the jerkassedness of the human race? If we just socially ostracized all the jackasses of the world, our old friend conditioning would kick in, and they would realize that no one will ever love them if they don't shape the hell up!

People who are dicks should not ever...
- Get married
- Have friends
- Be successful

Life needs some extra karma force here. BE NICE TO PEOPLE YOU JERKS.

 

[IndomitableSam]

Coworker, please stop giving me goddamn lectures on things when they're not exactly as you want. If my boss says "print this link and give it to Coworker", I'm going to print it and give it to you, and probably not think about the fact that the item is missing (let's say citations to make it easy and avoid librarian-speak explanations). All you fucking need to say when you pick it up a month later and find it's missing citations is say "Sam, this paper has no citations, could you find them for me please?" and I will. I had found them and emailed them to you while you were still explaining to me exactly why you need them to do your job.

I know how you do your job - everything comes to me so I can get it ready for you to do your job with it. I wasn't fucking thinking, as my boss usually gives me things prepped. I don't need you to explain exactly why and how you need it done, I know that. And then when you've got the citations brought up on your computer, you can stop saying "I need them" because I'm offering to print them up for you or email you just that specific information instead of the whole webpage. Except my offering to do that makes you talk to me like I'm an idiot. I emailed it to you, you're looking right at it, and telling me you need it, then saying "well, I have it right here" when I ask if you want me to do more for you.

I know you've got an attitude and think you're god's gift to cataloguers, but fuck right off. You forget I know how to catalogue too. Except I don't have my Master's so I'm obviously dumb as a goddamn rock. But you'll talk to the other cataloguer like she's your equal when she just recentley moved up from my job and has the same education as me.

Fuck you, this is why some people here don't like you.

 

[LadyTiamat]

I know some people having a boyfriend is a big deal and they like being in a relationship but SERIOUSLY I AM HAPPY SINGLE!!!!!! I am not lonely and of need of 'man-company' so stop trying to peddle guys who are not my type AFTER SEVERAL TIMES I have detailed what my type is.....


p.s marriage is an overrated too

 

[LadyDeadly]

Everyone I love in video games die because of me. Because i loved them and because i wasnt enough to save them and it sucks.

And im afraid im going to be stuck in the job for the next decade and im afraid of turning in to a bitter old person with no hope for anything.

I'm also afraid that maybe I'll always be alone.