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» Other people's diaries

i've never read anyone's diary
now fuck off
(Sun 4th Feb 2007, 13:28, More)

» Schadenfreude

whweyheye
BLU BLAYG AEGI GE*GY
(Fri 18th Dec 2009, 22:03, More)

» I Quit!


on the day of my AS-level exams I couldn't really be bothered to try so i just messed them up, U's all around.

Did them again somewhere else got decent results. i then went on a year later to fuck up all my A-level exams.

Third time around I lasted about a month before quiting.

decided i would play poker for money (as i couldnt go to university) made some thousands started to play badly and had terrible luck, which then became a sort of negative suggestion, vicious cycle type affair. I then obviously decided to quit.

I've since realised that I'm somewhat schizoidal (hence the name) which, to some degree, justifies my belief that i really wouldn't enjoy university or work, as well as providing an excuse for my laziness.

nothing particularly funny here but i do believe i am one of the biggest quitters here. i dont get bored doing nothing, i dont really want to have sex (i'm not asexual, i wank) or know people, meet people, make money, learn things, be better then anyone at anything, eat, be complimented. I neither enjoy nor dislike most things. I don't avoid people or find their company disagreeagble (not without reason atleast) i just dont have any great desires towards them, save for extremely rare occasions or people. Arsenal is about the only thing i have a great interest in and yet i've never bothered to go to the Emirates. I'm at a loose end and it doesn't really bother me.

To be honest im attractive enough, smart enough (just enough mind you *) and socially capable... enough to achieve something of some value but in truth what's far more important is having bizarre compulsions towards; fucking (despite the fact that coming isnt that great), making money (despite the fact that you can't buy anything of any use, bar food), living somewhere big so you can have tossers for neighbours, getting compliments dispite the fact that they're contrived and you have no control over how pretty your face is, being with people dispite the fact that everyone is always slightly guarded and ultimately rationalise everything in a bizarre way completely contrary to your own wrong rationalisations.


to summerise, you won't find many people who quit more then me.


* you have to feign modesty nowadays otherwise everyone thinks you're a cunt.
(Sat 24th May 2008, 21:36, More)

» Weddings Part II

I've never been to a wedding.
So I don't have anything to say on the matter.
(Wed 19th Nov 2014, 22:48, More)

» Vandalism

writing on a classroom wall
(i was too old really to be doing this sort of thing (17))

i wrote "whoever reads this is a cunt"

teacher asks (knowing full well it was me but not wanting to let on (he was a cunt and a narcissist but was too much of a wanker to do anything but make some passive aggressive gestures every once and a while))... "did you read it?"

I say "yes, I'm a cunt"

someone laughs and he looks slightly annoyed.
(Fri 8th Oct 2010, 23:48, More)
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