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Ah life. The never-ending story written by everyone since the first man emerged. Everyone's is different. What were important events in your life? What are you feeling inside? What's happened to you recently? Share a bit of your life's story.

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Well... I don't know were to start, so I'll just tell you about...uhhhh...le me think...I'll tell you about this last year.

For me 2007 SUCKED!!!!...BAD!

when the year started I was in 7th grade(7th grade was the second worst grade ever for me). I had 3 F's in three classes because I don't like homework and I had a hard time doing it because I hated it soooooo da*m much, so my grades suffered. In February my favorite teacher, the man who inspired me to try to do my best, the man who made me realize that I was a good person who had value and was worth something, one of the best and genuinely kind person I've ever met was killed as he was taking his afternoon walk when some(probably drunk) idiot ran over him. so that was very sad. A little later in the year my older brother was 51/50'd because he tried to commit suicide. this reminds me about the biggest problem in my life my FU*KING BROTHER! Living with him is unbearable he was diagnosed with ADHD and Bi-poalar2 (bipolar1 is super-happy and super-sad, bipolar2 is super-sad and super-angry) I also think he is a bit autistic, so he is impossible to live with. He is 19 but throws tantrums like a 3 year old. But the unbearable part is that he can control his outbursts and tantrums!! he acts perfectly fine in public, but hes a f*ck'n Psychopath at home. We had to 51/50 him THREE TIMES THIS YEAR and my mom STILL BRINGS HIM BACK every time she can not get it through her head that my brother cannot be saved or brought to mental health at all! and he controls himself for a few days when he gets back from the happy house, but the the f*cker goes back to his same old sh*t! Its gone to the point my dad is starting to think about divorcing my mom and taking me and my little brother to save us from my brother. My brother has literally try to set the house on fire with everyone in it the only reason I'm not in a grave right now is because my other older brother, Ken, (who was minding his own business) walk by him and my older brother attacked him that's about the time when my dad ran downstairs and tried to stop my insane brother from killing Ken so he holds him down on the ground my insane brother says he calmed down. So my dad let him go(bad idea) my brother jumps up grabs a lug-nut wrench and tries to kill my dad with it. At that moment(since I was standing right there the entire time) I thought it was starting to get out of hand, so I started to call 911 when my mom took the phone away from me and hung up (because she didn't want her poor little baby be hurt, even though her poor little baby was now strangling her husband because he took the wrench away from him). So we sat there watching for a few seconds me and my little brother are starting to panic, so I grab the phone from my mom when 911 calls back so I answer it tell them my address when again my mom takes it away from me. A few minuets later the fuzz arrives and take my brother away to the loony bin for three more days until once again he's back ruining whats left of my childhood that there is. Now my dad isn't getting much business any more so our house is now in foreclosure, my brother is still tormenting our family so yeah 2007 sucks

By the way all this stuff really happened

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that sure is a long post. :huh:

well... my life is as boring as the dirt outside your house.

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that sure is a long post. :huh:

well... my life is as boring as the dirt outside your house.

you dont want to know about my life... :unsure:

Its too insane.

Just ask Corrupt One. :unsure:

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^Two words. BACON SOAP!

I'm the genius of the grade. Woo. The best part is when jocks and preps try to pick on me. let's just say I learned how to hold emotion in and... ya don't want to know. although, being the smart one means i can laugh when the people i hate fail!

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My life isn't all that great. If my life was a book it would be full of violance, romance, heartbrake, death, and some happyness. If you want to know any of this then ask and I will tell. Some not all.

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Something that recently happened to me....yep, another bad luck love story. Ok, by now, most of you know the story of how Rick liked me, I like him as a bro, and I had liked Trevor at the time, right? If you don't, oh well, look up Trevor in search, I posted it randomly around. Anyway, Well, about a month or two after that happened, I started developing "feelings" for another guy. His name is Jared and if you think I mention him a lot on the forum, you should see me in chat. Well...about a month ago...I found out that for the past 3 years Jared liked me...that made since why he asked me to be his GF in last(beginning). But of course, in 5th, I didn't like him and at the time...he seemed like...how can I put this...for the lack of a better term, "An annoying twit." So when we(My class) were walking back to school from McDonald's, I kinda...*blushes*....blurted out no...I still remember what my friend, Rick(Who was still crushing on me at the time) said to Jared right after I said "no!": "Ohhhh, BUUURNN!" He didn't like Jared that much. Today, I still think back to that and wish I took it like this:(I was drinking a soda at the time of the question)*cough* "WHAT?! Are you serious?!" 'cuz I couldn't tell if he was joking or not...I was thinking joking(I have low self-estem). So a week or two ago, I was at my locker. There's a girl with a locker about 2 away who was asked by a girl across the hall how things were goin with her and....Colin I think....and she replied: " Good, how's it goin with you and Jared?" At that moment, I looked around to see who she was talking to. Peyton. I felt my heart drop, I really did. My friend had told me they were goin out at the beginning of the year but I thought she was playing a trick on me. She's not being any help, either. *sigh* Well, there's my rant. I think I'm gonna go get on my bed and scrunch up in a ball so no one will see me.

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Something that recently happened to me....yep, another bad luck love story. Ok, by now, most of you know the story of how Rick liked me, I like him as a bro, and I had liked Trevor at the time, right? If you don't, oh well, look up Trevor in search, I posted it randomly around. Anyway, Well, about a month or two after that happened, I started developing "feelings" for another guy. His name is Jared and if you think I mention him a lot on the forum, you should see me in chat. Well...about a month ago...I found out that for the past 3 years Jared liked me...that made since why he asked me to be his GF in last(beginning). But of course, in 5th, I didn't like him and at the time...he seemed like...how can I put this...for the lack of a better term, "An annoying twit." So when we(My class) were walking back to school from McDonald's, I kinda...*blushes*....blurted out no...I still remember what my friend, Rick(Who was still crushing on me at the time) said to Jared right after I said "no!": "Ohhhh, BUUURNN!" He didn't like Jared that much. Today, I still think back to that and wish I took it like this:(I was drinking a soda at the time of the question)*cough* "WHAT?! Are you serious?!" 'cuz I couldn't tell if he was joking or not...I was thinking joking(I have low self-estem). So a week or two ago, I was at my locker. There's a girl with a locker about 2 away who was asked by a girl across the hall how things were goin with her and....Colin I think....and she replied: " Good, how's it goin with you and Jared?" At that moment, I looked around to see who she was talking to. Peyton. I felt my heart drop, I really did. My friend had told me they were goin out at the beginning of the year but I thought she was playing a trick on me. She's not being any help, either. *sigh* Well, there's my rant. I think I'm gonna go get on my bed and scrunch up in a ball so no one will see me.

Well, I'm beggining to worry if my Girlfriend dumped me....

If she has....I guess I know how CG feels.....

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It would take up like 4 or 5 books on my life so...I'll just say last year wasn't the best year of my life...*sighs*

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like corrupt one, i'm the smart one. i'm doing math on a ninth grade level, and people aren't amazed anymore. my life is going really well. not boring, not very exciting

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Well... I don't know were to start, so I'll just tell you about...uhhhh...le me think...I'll tell you about this last year.

For me 2007 SUCKED!!!!...BAD!

when the year started I was in 7th grade(7th grade was the second worst grade ever for me). I had 3 F's in three classes because I don't like homework and I had a hard time doing it because I hated it soooooo da*m much, so my grades suffered. In February my favorite teacher, the man who inspired me to try to do my best, the man who made me realize that I was a good person who had value and was worth something, one of the best and genuinely kind person I've ever met was killed as he was taking his afternoon walk when some(probably drunk) idiot ran over him. so that was very sad. A little later in the year my older brother was 51/50'd because he tried to commit suicide. this reminds me about the biggest problem in my life my FU*KING BROTHER! Living with him is unbearable he was diagnosed with ADHD and Bi-poalar2 (bipolar1 is super-happy and super-sad, bipolar2 is super-sad and super-angry) I also think he is a bit autistic, so he is impossible to live with. He is 19 but throws tantrums like a 3 year old. But the unbearable part is that he can control his outbursts and tantrums!! he acts perfectly fine in public, but hes a f*ck'n Psychopath at home. We had to 51/50 him THREE TIMES THIS YEAR and my mom STILL BRINGS HIM BACK every time she can not get it through her head that my brother cannot be saved or brought to mental health at all! and he controls himself for a few days when he gets back from the happy house, but the the f*cker goes back to his same old sh*t! Its gone to the point my dad is starting to think about divorcing my mom and taking me and my little brother to save us from my brother. My brother has literally try to set the house on fire with everyone in it the only reason I'm not in a grave right now is because my other older brother, Ken, (who was minding his own business) walk by him and my older brother attacked him that's about the time when my dad ran downstairs and tried to stop my insane brother from killing Ken so he holds him down on the ground my insane brother says he calmed down. So my dad let him go(bad idea) my brother jumps up grabs a lug-nut wrench and tries to kill my dad with it. At that moment(since I was standing right there the entire time) I thought it was starting to get out of hand, so I started to call 911 when my mom took the phone away from me and hung up (because she didn't want her poor little baby be hurt, even though her poor little baby was now strangling her husband because he took the wrench away from him). So we sat there watching for a few seconds me and my little brother are starting to panic, so I grab the phone from my mom when 911 calls back so I answer it tell them my address when again my mom takes it away from me. A few minuets later the fuzz arrives and take my brother away to the loony bin for three more days until once again he's back ruining whats left of my childhood that there is. Now my dad isn't getting much business any more so our house is now in foreclosure, my brother is still tormenting our family so yeah 2007 sucks

By the way all this stuff really happened

..Wow. :huh: I'm sorry dude.

that sure is a long post. :huh:

well... my life is as boring as the dirt outside your house.

My cat's buried there! :o

Something that recently happened to me....yep, another bad luck love story. Ok, by now, most of you know the story of how Rick liked me, I like him as a bro, and I had liked Trevor at the time, right? If you don't, oh well, look up Trevor in search, I posted it randomly around. Anyway, Well, about a month or two after that happened, I started developing "feelings" for another guy. His name is Jared and if you think I mention him a lot on the forum, you should see me in chat. Well...about a month ago...I found out that for the past 3 years Jared liked me...that made since why he asked me to be his GF in last(beginning). But of course, in 5th, I didn't like him and at the time...he seemed like...how can I put this...for the lack of a better term, "An annoying twit." So when we(My class) were walking back to school from McDonald's, I kinda...*blushes*....blurted out no...I still remember what my friend, Rick(Who was still crushing on me at the time) said to Jared right after I said "no!": "Ohhhh, BUUURNN!" He didn't like Jared that much. Today, I still think back to that and wish I took it like this:(I was drinking a soda at the time of the question)*cough* "WHAT?! Are you serious?!" 'cuz I couldn't tell if he was joking or not...I was thinking joking(I have low self-estem). So a week or two ago, I was at my locker. There's a girl with a locker about 2 away who was asked by a girl across the hall how things were goin with her and....Colin I think....and she replied: " Good, how's it goin with you and Jared?" At that moment, I looked around to see who she was talking to. Peyton. I felt my heart drop, I really did. My friend had told me they were goin out at the beginning of the year but I thought she was playing a trick on me. She's not being any help, either. *sigh* Well, there's my rant. I think I'm gonna go get on my bed and scrunch up in a ball so no one will see me.

Wow. That stinks. I'll bet they'll break up eventually. Most young relationships don't work out well for very long.

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Well i'l tell u the events of my life in order

1.I was born

2. I became 1

3. I became 2

4. I became 3

5. I became 4

6 .I became 5

7. Went to school

8. Went to high school

9. Will go to college

10. Will go to university

11. Will get a job

12. Will retire

13. Will die

Interestin , eh? :pwned:

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My life is good, I like my school, I like my family, I like my dog, I like the food I eat. I am very content. :biggrin: :biggrin:

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My life is good, I like my school, I like my family, I like my dog, I like the food I eat. I am very content. :biggrin: :biggrin:

Lucky you! *hands a cookie*

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Watch out, kids--hardcore memoir. Taken from my blog. The full uncencored version is here.

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Yesterday, Krystle, Justin, Ariana and I went to confession.

To give some background, Mrs. Burns [the head of my church's CCD program] came into CCD last Sunday all b****y about how no one went to confession, and how it was mandatory [for Confirmation] and the whole nine... I had a legitimate excuse as to why I wasn't able to be there last Wednesday (we had to take my sister to Balboa [Naval Hospital] because she was really sick at the time). But Mrs. Burns totally called me out as BS and basically gave out the vibe that I had to choose between something that's eternal (God) and something that'll eventually pass (my sister). Now really, how f**ked up is that? Mrs. Burns is a total Bible h****r, and those are the most dangerous kind of people next to terrorists and scary Nigerian men (But Krystle knows all about that).

So Saturday morning Krystle called me up to actually plan it. I've been calling and texting her throughout the week about it after she told me we could hook one up with the priest at North Island [Naval Air Base] (where I coincidentally happened to be after CCD) asking, "Hey Krystle, so what's up with our confession?", She said we could finally do it Saturday afternoon at four. But then she and I got kind of sad that we were the only ones doing it and everyone else was left out, so we tried to get as many people as possible to come with us. I tried getting Jezyle, but she was out. So we settled for Ariana and Justin. And oh my God, Krystle, Justin and I had the most hilarious conference call in the universe.

"Jeez," Krystle said after taking me off hold with her call with Justin. "It's so hard to say goodbye to that guy."

"Why?" I asked, reclining in my chair.

"Because after I told him about the whole thing, he was like, "Okay. Thanks Krystle" And I kept saying, " You're welcome, you're welcome." And then he said, "If you need anything, just call." And I said, "...Okay..." And he said, "I appreciate it." And I was like, "...I appreciate you...?" And it was sooo awkward!"

That just made me laugh it up, because I live for awkward moments like that.

"Why are you laughing!?" She pouted over the phone.

"Because that's so random!" I laughed.

"But what was I supposed to say?" She asked. "What would you say if I said, "I appreciate this?"

"I'd say "No problem," like a normal person," I replied bluntly. "Jeez..."

"No, but you should have... Wait, let me get him on three-way." She said and started dialing his number.

"Oh dear," I laughed. So I waited for her to hook up Justin.

"...Hello?" He said.

"H-hey Justin," she said. But I couldn't stop laughing in the background.

"Shut up, Josh!" She went. And from there, we all started talking. You know, about our sins and what we'd say and the people in the classroom, and having a little smack circle. I swear, we spent almost an hour on the phone together. That's the longest I've been on the phone since sixth grade.

Anyway, Krystle came at about one to pick me up. You see, she had a play to perform at before we could go confess to God. So we had to go to that first. But we cut through after the first act.

So her dad took us to SCPA. Oh my God, the houses in front of it was so rich! Like, I thought I stepped into Otay [an upper middle class neighborhood in southern San Diego] rich! And the school itself looked pretty nice... A hell of a lot better than Morse, anyway. Well, the new buildings and the lounge in the library are the only nice parts of Morse... Anyway, Krystle gave me a quick tour of the campus. But then she had to go into the pit and I had to go into the theater.

The play was Thoroughly Modern Millie. At first I was reluctant to go, because I'd be by myself, and Jezyle wasn't there (she was why I wanted her to come with us so badly, so we could sit together and I wouldn't be alone). Krystle tried to scare me into thinking that I'd be sitting next to a scary Nigerian man. For context, one time she was standing in a line, and next to her was a Nigerian man. He started speaking in Nigerian and started caressing her all over her face and shoulder. Then her brother saw her freak out and said, "Hey man, I don't appreciate you touching my sister like that." Then the scary Nigerian man said, "It's okay, we friendsss!"

Surprise, surprise, the man I ended up sitting next to was black. But he was totally cool, man! We talked for a little bit, and it was like talking to one of my friends.

But about the play, it was actually pretty good. From what I saw, anyway. I loved the musical numbers. I asked Krystle to make a few sounds for me from the pit, and I totally caught on. But about the play, I was disappointed that I had to leave after the first act, because it just got good! The ending of Act I was totally like something out of a high school fanfiction or something! It was that addictive.

When I met Krystle outside so we could leave, she went on about how she was really bitter during the play. Like she refused to play her solos and totally screwed up on purpose; half the squeaks she made weren't for me, but because she was really reluctant to be there. And she left without even saying Merry Christmas to anyone except one person, which was basically a "F**k you" to the entire orchestra and cast. But she decided to take me backstage to the actor's lounge and introduce me to a few people in the play.

I was so star struck! It sounds lame, but it's true! Like, I couldn't stop freaking out. Like I'd point at someone and say, "Oh my Gosh, you played the Chinese dude!" or "Hey, you're taller in person!" And they're all such good actors and singers. But then again, it's a performing arts school.

When we came back from backstage, this b****y Mexican security guard tried stopping us.

"Where are you going?" She asked in an accusing tone.

"Oh, I have to leave now," Krystle explained.

"Are you in the pit?"She pointed the antenna of her radio at Krystle.

"Yeah, but I--"

"Who are you?" She glared at me through her chola glasses. "Are you supposed to be here?"

"Oh, I was showing him around," Krystle said.

"You can't be back there," she shook her head at me. So I put on my best polite face and walked away from Krystle to the stupid chola's other side.

Krystle tried to leave next, but the chick stopped her. "You can't just leave. Go back inside."

"No, I have permission. Someone's gonna fill in for me and--"

"Get back in the pit," she shook her head.

In my mind, I was thinking, "F**king b***h, just let her leave, God!"

So the chola had to call security to confirm Krystle's claim that she had permission to leave. And when she got the OK, I swear that chola was p****d off. Like she was AIMING to keep Krystle back there.

So we waited in front of the school for Krystle's brother, who was going to take us to North Island. We killed time by flipping through her sheet music packet. I happened upon a picture of a piece of wood waking up with a caption under it.

"Morning Wood," I read.

"Oh, yeah," she smiled.

There was a few seconds of silence, then all of a sudden we simultaneously broke out into the creepiest laughs ever. Oh man, it was so hilarious, because people heard us and shot us these "WTF*XORS!??!" looks.

Krystle's brother Tristan came over in a beat up Toyota. I swear, he drove like a crazy person. The car was vibrating the whole time, he was doing 80 and 90 on the freeways, and his tires kept squeaking and his oil started burning. I was like, "Oh my God, we're gonna die. We're gonna run off the [Coronado] bridge and into [san Diego] the bay and die."

Turns out we didn't die. But I was traumatized by the time we got out of the car in front of the church. We had Tristan wait at the bowling alley, which was right across the church, while we waited in front of the priest's office for Justin and Ariana.

"I like how your brother has lotion in his car," I smiled as we walked across the parking lot.

"I know, right?" She laughed.

"Like, my brother doesn't even have lotion in his car," I added.

"Okay, so one time Aleli was riding with us, and she saw the lotion next to her," Krystle said. "And she got all freaked out. So I had to save my brother and I said, "Sorry, the lotion's mine." And my brother totally gave me this puppyed up look."

She said the lotion's not for what I thought it was, but for his ashy skin. Of course.

Ten minutes later, Justin came over. We had to give him directions, which was hell because we are so unfamiliar with Coronado. Our directions were so vague, gosh...

The three of us waited for Ariana if the some 60 degree weather. But in that some twenty minutes, so much hilarity ensued. We kept cracking jokes over our phone call earlier that day. I had them hush down when I said that I wanted to show them my new ringtone. And then "The Fragrance of Dark Coffee" started playing. You know, my profile song [on my blog and my Myspace] now. They started laughing because it was "so sexy". That's when I dubbed the song, "Sexy Time", because it totally gets you in the mood.

When Ariana finally showed up, we went inside the office.

"Oh, I need to turn off my phone. My vibrator is loud, that's why," I said, turning off my phone. I paused for a second and laughed stupidly to myself. "Ahaha, my vibrator is loud..."

Man, it was dark in the hallways, and it smelled like elevator. A few minutes later, Father Spencer came in and heard our confessions one by one. Justin, Krystle, Ariana, and myself. I'm not going to say what I confessed to Father, or what we confessed to each other while we waited for each other because that's totally private. But Father's office was really nice.

Right after, we went back outside and called Mr. Kleis to confirm our confession. Hilarious phone call my there. "Santa Kleis? ...Where's my pony!? Remember my bicycle! But it has to be Barbie pink or I'm not taking it!"

Ariana left first. Group hug! Krystle and I waited for Justin's ride, because we didn't want him to wait alone int he cold. We are such good people.

Oh my God, the freakiest thing happened while we waited. It was silent, and Krystle started clapping out of nowhere. Then Justin joined in. I stared at Krystle, like, "Why are you clapping?"

She paused and looked at me. "What? You don't know the song? "If you're happy and you know it--" Oh s**t!"

She THOUGHT she was singing the song out loud, but really it was in her head... I was like, My God, what is wrong with you!? I am now totally afraid of Krystle.

When Justin's ride came, Krystle and I headed back to Tristan's car. He was pretty bitter when we came back. I think it was because he waited so long doing nothing. But hey, the bowling alley was right there. At least eat something or try to pick up a girl, right?

On the ride home, Krystle and I were talking about Appuru Juusu, then halfway on Division [street], Tristan said in a really bitter voice, "Shut up." So Krystle and I took the hint and stayed quiet... At least until I picked up the conversation text messaging her from the back seat. It was horrible. The car was violently vibrating, and it was so hard to press the buttons. But I succeeded, and that's awesome.

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Ahh, this was Saturday 122207. Man, that was a fun day.

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