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this reminds me: I'm pretty sure habia left me a really nice rep comment, basically saying nice things about multiple posts I've made and it was very genuine.

But then the rep disappeared.. :'[

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ha.. ha. uhh I don't know what salarayman and corbin law are talking about, bouwnt.

and branespload I remember that comment. It was about how we once played isketch and you won a bunch of rounds in a row, and then also about how that food and steeze rap is dope.

what's up with disappearing rep comments though? I have some from months ago still displaying, even gray ones, but some from just a few weeks ago are gone. I am tempted to put them all in a word document to save them forever.

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i was on the train this afternoon and a woman sat next to me.

a few mins pass and out of nowhere she says to me:

*deep rosie perez voice*

"yo everyone is after me. they following me and calling my house all the time"

i stare at her and then make a polite nod. another min passes

"this is crazy i'm getting harrassed all the time by these people.

they threatening to kill me. what do you think i should do?"

i am at a loss for words and just stare at her

"should i call the police?"

- "yea....."

"thank you"

what an odd situation

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University begins again when I wake up from my impending sleep.

It's an odd feeling, as it seems like summer just started the other week. I haven't had an actual vacation this summer --I mainly just worked and went out for weekends, sometimes made it a three day weekend-- but I can't believe that time has already gone by so fast. At least I'm not some avant garde non-conformist; I wouldn't be able to resort to cliches like "time flies" were I one.

Mainly I'm bothered that my outdoor soccer season is over already. I had a mediocre season with only one truly outstanding game. I hate the realisation when there is always time to do something, but the time goes by and the something never gets done to your satisfaction.

I think I am excited for university to start, but I dread the impending work load. I stagnated mentally this summer save for reading some works by Pier Giorgio di Cocco, a Christian poet, as well as poor attempts at Althusser and Ricoeur as I couldn't be bothered to deal with dense texts. I am shocked that I am entering my fourth year. If I follow my give or take two years rule, I can't even flirt with everyone I see this year. To forego or not to forego?

It's time to work hard, think hard, get great marks and do myself justice so that I can get into Law school.

And meet some lovely women (aka tag some bitches).

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i was on the train this afternoon and a woman sat next to me.

a few mins pass and out of nowhere she says to me:

*deep rosie perez voice*

"yo everyone is after me. they following me and calling my house all the time"

i stare at her and then make a polite nod. another min passes

"this is crazy i'm getting harrassed all the time by these people.

they threatening to kill me. what do you think i should do?"

i am at a loss for words and just stare at her

"should i call the police?"

- "yea....."

"thank you"

what an odd situation

people are odd.

i was at walgreens waiting in line as usual to buy my drink and gum when there was this lady, lady A, dressed in i guess you'd say shabby clothes walked by and then there was this other lady, lady B (waiting in line with me) dressed up to look like a ten year old princess in a fifty year old body with red lipstick smeared across her lips, high heels stitched in cheap looking material falling apart--carrying a little pink purse she probably got in chinatown

well lady B sees lady A and starts freaking out muttering "OMIGOSH MY LIFE IS RUIN, MY EYES MY EYES, I CAN'T BELIEVE--A HOMELESS PERSON. OMG OMG" *covers eyes and looks away* "DIRTY WHORE. I CAN'T BELIEVE--OMGOMGOMGOMG MY LIFE IS JUST RUINED--RUINED"

she goes on and on, looks back, then continues to mutter and rant and rave then stops, looks back, and repeats until she makes her way to the door about five minutes later.

some people are just really fucked up..in their heads..its kinda screwy..they have no control over their actions and i suppose some people would be bothered by that but i love it--i mean i don't love the bitchassness (cos that really was fucked up) but the fact that there is no pretense. they're loud and they're mean, their words know no decency and they say whatever the fuck pops into their brains..but those people are better then the ones that hide behind a fucking 'nice' face..at least you know whats been dealt.

the other day there was this customer that was completely bitching at (or so my manager and coworker says) them and finally my coworker couldn't take it anymore so they told me to go over and talk to her. my manager says she got even louder with me but i really didn't think she was that loud.

i can be louder and more bitchy if necessary..not like a raving maniac; just not a pushover either

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^^ people are fucking nuts.

today i was on my break at work, and some hick guy asks me for a cigarette, so i give him one. after he takes two or three puffs, in his hick voice goes, "this tastes like toothpaste" and puts it out on the WALL then gives this partially smoked cigarette back to me. what the fuck?

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agree on the crazy people discussion. I was in san francisco waiting around for a friend at around 11am and this half naked dude comes up to me and does the hannibal lecter slurp thing. I moved away a few times and he always followed me. I was pretty creeped out, so I pretended to cross the street but went back halfway and he kept walking. when he got to the other side he looked back at me longingly, but thankfully walked away.

homeboy wanted to have my liver with fava beans and chianti.

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i have no control whatsoever about what i say in most conversations. i pretty much just go into autopilot and am amazed by what i said afterwards. i kind of enjoy watching myself talk. im guessing its the same for everything with some people.

this happens to me when im extremely nervous

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story time:

i'm outside penn st. an older lady stops in front of me. she faces me, staring me down. out of habit, i check my phone for the time.

she points to the phone, so i assume she wants the time. i tell her. when it's in my pocket she reaches for my pants, trying to grab my phone.

i yell out "HEY what are you doing?" and she just keeps on reaching. out of nowhere, she pulls some ' i'm a mime ' glass-in-front-of-her bullshit waving her hands wildly around her face saying "woooooh" to try to distract me.

at this point, i'm a little confused and keep repeating "what are you doing?" finally she gives up, yelling "JUST LEAVE ME ALONE!"

what an odd situation

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My 13 year old Shih Tzu passed away last night/early today. I woke up this morning for class, and saw that his doggie bed was gone, then my mom told me he'd passed away at 3am, she'd stayed up with him all night. At first, I was pretty emotionless, then just left for class and chain smoked all the way there. After class, during my break, I came home, and then she told me about how my other dog had laid with him while he was dying then stayed there for hours after, and that really got to me. This shit sucks, now I have class again, which I can't really skip.

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i have no control whatsoever about what i say in most conversations. i pretty much just go into autopilot and am amazed by what i said afterwards. i kind of enjoy watching myself talk. im guessing its the same for everything with some people.

im the exact oppisite... i hardly talk, and when i do every word is thought out.

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