Blind Guardian
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I love life, I'm a lifelover, I'm a joker, I'm a smoker, I'm a midnight toker, I don't get my loving on the run but still, WOOO WOOOO!
That's why it's "whining and bitching" as opposed to "things that are horribly wrong in our lives."Do you ever notice how very insignificant all of our bitching is? We argue about politics, complain about each other's taste in music, get upset about women, etc., etc. But it's really so very meh.
My friends came by and all I could think was "I bet they'd make heavy corpses".
Yes! I've long been saying this but it seems only recently have people been agreeing with me. It gets better after high school when you're not trapped in one building, but it's still pretty bad. The worst is when someone is walking slow and diagonally across the side walk, making it difficult to pass them. The random stoppers are also pretty annoying.Devasya Chāyā;8689411 said:Typical high school bitching:
People need to learn how to fucking walk. It is really annoying when people have no one in front of them and must stand in a row and walk slowly. I'm six feet now and can just shove people out of the way but it is the most irritating thing. Especially since most of the slow-walkers are female, and I can't shove a girl out of the way.
edit: But I love the submissive reactions of people. I straight up walked into a kid's path (who was walking slow and getting in the way) and shoved him into the wall. He replied "sorry." It was precious.
Yeah, you'll have plenty of strange beds to wake up in (and living room floors, depending on how hard you party).
That's why it's "whining and bitching" as opposed to "things that are horribly wrong in our lives."
at his rate i dont think this will happen often
I hate to clog up this thread so much, but on the other hand, it is my thread, so....
Women are insane. Every last one of them is batshit fucking crazy. Completely off-the-wall psychotic. Except my mom. I love my mom.
She (the girl I like) called me today. Now she wants to go to the movie. I don't fucking get it. I really don't think she's playing games with me, but somebody is fucking with me. Oh well. An expression about gift horses comes to mind. The thing is, I'm not sure if this is a date or not...on the one hand, she said she didn't want to go on a date with me the other day. On the other hand, this is the exact excursion which I proposed as a date on Tuesday. I figure even if it is a date, she probably wants me to be less forward, so I'm just going to play it cool. But seriously...if she was deliberately trying to drive me insane she could not possibly find a better way.
But on the other hand, whatever. I'd given up on this, so I have a degree of indifference towards the results. I'm also feeling better than I have been the last couple days (I think the symptoms - loss of appetite, weird stomach feelings - were caused by mental stress caused by her), and right now I'm listening to Van Der Graaf Generator (thank you DarkBliss's sig) and it's awesome, so yeah. But seriously...what the fuck?