Seriously don't know why, she's like, the best looking girl in our school.Pics please :D
Edit: Picture removed because I realized that's not really appropriate and whatnot. Just believe me tho.
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i found a loan, with a lower intrest rate than previous loan. but now i cant find any cars. i dont think anyone drives a stick shift anymore. all the cars i want, i dont want fo rthe fact that they're automatic.
also i thought i had lost my id, so i ran circles trying to find it. i spent 2 hours driving everywhere i was before, so i could find it. when i got back home, my wife found it on the dresser.
good news. the special ops i wanna join, is sending a recruiter here. apparently there's enough intrest in this area, that they are sending someone, to help get others into shape. i'm excited for that, but i dont think my body is.
i may have shin splints, and my left foot is constantly cramping. but i blame this all on my stupid decision to double my weekly distance last week.
sometimes i feel I dont belong on this planet.That's natural.
This doesnt make me feel sad or anything even when I think about it. Its almost like saying "the sky is blue".
I've resolved to trying to become a positive person rather than a negative one. I figure this is the only life i get(since i think the idea of reincarnation/afterlife is human arrogance talking) and spending it aiming low to avoid disappointment is just killing my motivation.
So here's what i'm gonna try to do:
1. only have negative thoughts for 30-40 seconds, then imagine good things that could happen and kittens
2. in my brain chant 'i am a happy and social person' until it comes true or i go insane
3. do yoga and shit, so i can get more oxygen which makes you feel better
And that is mah brilliant plan B^U
It's four am in the morning and insomnia is kicking again like a needle in the arm. Like an addict, I hypothesize that I do my best thinking while not in the normal state of mind.
Emotionally speaking, I'm starved right now. Or more like I'm only feeling one emotion that is standing out and getting in the way of others.
Consciously I keep telling myself it'll be okay. Time heals all wounds as they say. But everyone goes through a trial. During that trial it seems that time has slowed down just to salt the wounds and pluck the heart strings.
Past pleasant memories are betrayed by present visions. Soiling the emotional baggage of nostalgia. But it's good, it's part of the trial. I understand that there are some things that can never be, no matter how you force it.
It helps to think back and know that there was, in the infinite small portion of time, in this vastly random universe with pulsating electrons and choirs of vibrating strings that events were in place for two souls to share a commonality of emotion.
This would be the part of the romance movie, after the rejection, the mixed feelings, the dance, and finally the climactic kiss by the car window. The scene where the women in the audience are squealing and their dates sighing an "oh, boy".
She draws him closer, in a warm embrace between moist kisses. She breath's out two words, "don't go". And the guitar strums and plays a song that overlaps the movie as it fades out and credits roll. Pure Hollywood editing.
But isn't that how the human memory works? The human mind has reels of these short movies of past experiences carefully edited out the flaws and bad feelings in a certain memory capsule.
In the past few days, i can feel my subconscious janitor packing those memory reels away, to protect them against time. To carefully seal them away and hopefully as seasons pass, I will once again enjoy those memories of a girl I once knew that made me feel more than special.
I sometimes feel as if I have to carry the world on my shoulders. I mean, I don't mind it sometimes, because part of it is trying to help good friends out.
I'm only 16 too, and I'm pretty much already realizing what the rest of my life will be like.
There's the terrible economy of the US.
Oh, and they raised requirements for graduation in High School in Michigan. So not only do I have to do all of that, but if this whole comic artist thing doesn't pan out, then I'll have to go to college just to get a part-time job. Because that's what it's all coming down to anymore.
I'm doing well in school, but it's just the point.
And I hate annoying people. I'm sorry if that's shallow, but at the moment, I could truly care less. I would say something, but then I'd feel like a jackass.
I also realized about a week ago that everybody in High School is fake. No, everybody in the world is fake. The Human race is only out for one thing, self-betterment, so if there's nothing in it for them, then it doesn't matter. Very, very few people don't feel that way.
I absolutely despise how some people are so stubborn. I try to convince a girl she's not fat, she won't listen. I try to convince a friend to stop arguing with his girlfriend all the time, he won't listen. I try to convince people to grow up, they won't listen.
Nobody listens anymore.
I guess this has been building up inside of me for a while now.
So. Whatever.
That's a shame Ryuthehedgewolf. You're such a hyper, fun, positive guy all the time usually. We know and love that about you. :(
But I'm sure you'll get other this. You ARE fun and positive at heart ;)
No, everybody in the world is fake. The Human race is only out for one thing, self-betterment, so if there's nothing in it for them, then it doesn't matter.Eh, it's sort of true… sort of not.
I thought it was Ironscarf posting this… then I saw the special ops thing and I thought "WTF?!" o_OI think he meant he lost his I.D., not his ID! Besides, I might misplace my ego occasionally but never my id.
My midterm/class was canceled on Monday. Instead we had to complete an open book online test by noon today.
I got up at 6AM this morning to get the test done. (I'm the most coherent between 5AM and 9AM but I'm not always awake then.) Guess what? I was typing out my answer to question 8 and my browser decided it wanted to go back a page.
Normally people would think this ok, but this online test was designed so that you can't get back into it if you leave the page.
So, unless my teacher is merciful, I'll fail the test (and quite possibly the test since there are only three grades in it.)
Is there anyway to keep your browser from going back a page when you hit backspace?
Rewrite, rewrite, rewrite.
And do the laundry for I am THE LAUNDRY GOD! Talk about cults, worship me as the God of Laundry!
seventy2, careful Air Force special ops are the guys in the black helicopters, you could give kyupol the view from the inside. Or chase him down, take the aluminum foil off his head and whisk him off to Area 51 for de-briefing.
Speaking of which I heard some more tales about military helicopters in formation following a light at night. Hey conspiracy/UFo kids! That's night flying training!
And someone else finally figured out that all the wedge shaped UFOs appeared around the same time as the wedge shaped F-117 Stealth fighter! And the reptoids are based on the "bad 1980s Sci-Fi mini-series "V"" About time. Of course George Noory didn't buy it. lol!
And remember black helicopters aren't really black.
Gotta love this stuff certainly is a lot more entertaining than the latest doom and gloom issuing from the White House and Dancing with the Stars is getting lame (pun intended)
"Ironscarf" Said:Some cartoon strip I drew nearly 15 years ago: it was kind od special interest and ran for a couple of years. I thought it was dead and gone but it turns out there are people posting it on forums and the like. We're going to bring it back. The writer called me up to say,
Rant: Apparently, I am a cult.
Explain?
I guess this has been building up inside of me for a while now.Aw, Ryu! Cheer up. We like ya happy more betters!
So. Whatever.
I've resolved to trying to become a positive person rather than a negative one. I figure this is the only life i get(since i think the idea of reincarnation/afterlife is human arrogance talking) and spending it aiming low to avoid disappointment is just killing my motivation.
So here's what i'm gonna try to do:
1. only have negative thoughts for 30-40 seconds, then imagine good things that could happen and kittens
2. in my brain chant 'i am a happy and social person' until it comes true or i go insane
3. do yoga and shit, so i can get more oxygen which makes you feel better
And that is mah brilliant plan B^U
I'm only 16 too, and I'm pretty much already realizing what the rest of my life will be like.This is exactly why i became depressed, sometimes i literally just want to illegally obtain some money and move away to africa and buy a farm. But you're 16, if you start now you can get a good life going(possibly as a personal trainer). When you get out of high school you hardly have any time to plan or pick your life since you're going to get pressured from so many things, I'm still not sure what kind of job i want. (besides mooch lol)
There's the terrible economy of the US.
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