Aw, man.Xiious wrote:Today...was not a good day.
Elaborate, dammit.
Aw, man.Xiious wrote:Today...was not a good day.
I couldn't sidetrack my thoughts at all, everything that day was messed up, I didn't talk to anyone because I couldn't, words wouldn't come out of my mouth. I got a real good stare at the floor too.Total Destruction wrote:Aw, man.Xiious wrote:Today...was not a good day.
Elaborate, dammit.
All things considered, I didn't expect differently. You don't have a lot of reasons to be able to be happy, neutral, or even completely functional on such a day.Xiious wrote:I couldn't sidetrack my thoughts at all, everything that day was messed up, I didn't talk to anyone because I couldn't, words wouldn't come out of my mouth. I got a real good stare at the floor too.
I hate the outside world.Episcia wrote:Then stand up! GTFO your computer and go outside. Take a deep breath of fresh air (if any). Go for a walk. Look around.
And find things and reasons that help you appreciate the fact that you are alive.
The world is a wonderful place, naivete or no. The only thing you have to do is to find the things that make it wonderful. I'm sure there are some, even in the darkest of times.
Why the fuck are you in Canada? Better question is: why am I not there with a case of Molson or whatever you hockey-watching savages drink and having a bro-session right now? Curse anonymity and border security, we need a rager.Xiious wrote:A broken heart is what I may have... but it's not from what you think.
Edit: However, you have a point... but I really don't feel inclined to go and do something knowing my heart and my mind are somewhere else completely.
You are missing OUT. Women's kickboxing FTW.Xiious wrote:I don't watch hockey, or any sport for that matter. Not even women's tennis/volleyball.
It's definitely an acquired taste, and is definitely not for everyone or for everything. (Hell, if any of ya had "met" me like three years ago, you all would've not been impressed. I don't much like talking about my damage, 'cuz it was pretty much me making REALLY bad decisions and fucking it all up for everyone. But I kick ass now, so there we are.) Heh, I don't much like Molson anyway. Needs a good cheeseburger to wash it down.I don't drink at all. Alcohol has always held a nasty taste in my life.
As for the bro-session, I appreciate that gesture. Really, I do.
A session is a kick-back that involves good friends, good beer, and good times. A rager often has a fire, a terrible drinking game, a possible (safe) sexual encounter (OPTIONAL ), and manly, manly tears. The more you know!I have no idea what you mean by rager.
This is my life, and it's the only damned thing I'm good at. Take it easy, boss. GET SOME SLEEP.Also, I think I would classify you as "Manly Support", Total. I appreciate that too, it made me smile a little.
Edit: Kind of reminds me of that type of over-exaggerating person that does it to make you smile.