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I'm 21 as of the 30th Sept. 2008.
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I'm 21 as of the 30th Sept. 2008.
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» Out of my depth
Keeping myself composed
The other day in English, we were watching a really boring video on WWI, and I was pretty much yawning my arse off. until we got to the songs and the poetry. I was getting somewhat worked up and sad. and then the video said "and now the poem "Dulce et decorum est pro patria mori" will be read...
this is such a poignant poem :( surely I was going to let out a little tear and be laughed at.
"By the actor Brian Blessed"
"BENT DOUBLE LIKE OLD BEGGARS UNDER SACKS"
In full bellowed overacting mode
well needless to say I didn't cry. I laughed. my ass off. while everyone looked at me funny. I tried to hold my nose and squeeze my lips together but then he got to "GASSSSSSSSSSSSSSS"
he said it like that, with a really long Shouted snake noise for the S. I think the laugh actually FORCED my fingers to let go of my nose and I made a really stupid hysterical nasal squeaking laugh. here I was crying my eyes out with laughter during a poem that usually makes me uber depressed with the class thinking i'm some sort of fucking lunatic.
(Tue 19th Oct 2004, 16:35, More)
Keeping myself composed
The other day in English, we were watching a really boring video on WWI, and I was pretty much yawning my arse off. until we got to the songs and the poetry. I was getting somewhat worked up and sad. and then the video said "and now the poem "Dulce et decorum est pro patria mori" will be read...
this is such a poignant poem :( surely I was going to let out a little tear and be laughed at.
"By the actor Brian Blessed"
"BENT DOUBLE LIKE OLD BEGGARS UNDER SACKS"
In full bellowed overacting mode
well needless to say I didn't cry. I laughed. my ass off. while everyone looked at me funny. I tried to hold my nose and squeeze my lips together but then he got to "GASSSSSSSSSSSSSSS"
he said it like that, with a really long Shouted snake noise for the S. I think the laugh actually FORCED my fingers to let go of my nose and I made a really stupid hysterical nasal squeaking laugh. here I was crying my eyes out with laughter during a poem that usually makes me uber depressed with the class thinking i'm some sort of fucking lunatic.
(Tue 19th Oct 2004, 16:35, More)
» What's the hardest you've tried to get dumped?
My friend
Once took his girlfriend's picture out of a locket he wore, and replaced it with a second picture of himself.
(Sun 8th Jun 2008, 15:49, More)
My friend
Once took his girlfriend's picture out of a locket he wore, and replaced it with a second picture of himself.
(Sun 8th Jun 2008, 15:49, More)
» Prejudice
Fussy eaters
I fucking hate them. If there's a show about, heh, "selective eating disorder" on television I have to switch it off, or else I start screaming. When I see the face of some thick cunt wrinkle up like an ickle tiny baby's because someone put a plate of not chocolate or not baked beans in front of them, I just want to punch it. It's food you fucking fanny. Food someone has toiled to prepare in the hope of you enjoying it, and your petulent fucking child brain can't cope with it because you're a moron. I hope you get scurvy.
(Thu 1st Apr 2010, 14:11, More)
Fussy eaters
I fucking hate them. If there's a show about, heh, "selective eating disorder" on television I have to switch it off, or else I start screaming. When I see the face of some thick cunt wrinkle up like an ickle tiny baby's because someone put a plate of not chocolate or not baked beans in front of them, I just want to punch it. It's food you fucking fanny. Food someone has toiled to prepare in the hope of you enjoying it, and your petulent fucking child brain can't cope with it because you're a moron. I hope you get scurvy.
(Thu 1st Apr 2010, 14:11, More)