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snoogadie.
April 21st, 2006, 02:43 AM
You know, for some time now, I have been wanting to express my thoughts and feelings on this website. My problem was, there was nowhere to do it. I tried, believe me. I was warned for spam, banned, etc. So I turned to the one place where any member can truly express themselves in whichever way they choose; the signature.

Alas, twas taken from me. Snatched away like the justice system and beauty of this website. Now, I'm not one to whine (bullsh!t) so I'm not going to give you the boring details. All I'm saying is that certain people who hold power in this forum need a reality check.

Nuff said on that.


Now, onto more important matters that have been arising in my head for some time now. I was thinking the other day, during one of my regular drinking binges with my friends, "Where did it all go?". I am of course referring to my childhood. I remember back in the day, you could go up to any kid and if you had one thing in common, you were best friends! You could play all day and have the time of your life, even though you would never see that kid again. Nowadays, it is exceedingly difficult to make new friends ... and I mean actual friends, not just aquaintences. Hell, maybe it's because my friends and I are very "picky" about who gets into our group, one could say that we are a$sholes. But think about it; when was the last time you approached someone of the same sex in a bar and actually held a fantastic conversation with them and ended up great friends?

On the note of being young, such small things would amuse you as well. You would sit in the park and find fantastic ways of amusing yourself with something as simple as a stick. I usually have to drink just to feel like I'm having a good time now. Sad, I know. I can't remember the last time I just sat down with my friends and had a good talk or something of the like. We always have to be doing something, as we believe that is expected of us as young adults. If we sit at home and chill, we must be loners.

I'm not trying to sound like some kind of depressed philosipher, but when I think about it, those were the best days.

-Welcome to the store of life!-
*Price check on lost youth?*
*Shred of dignity now half priced - it all must go!*
*Free common sense with any purchase of happiness (while stocks last)!*

snoogadie.
April 22nd, 2006, 12:36 AM
Let's just say that I have a real issue with digging myself holes that I can't climb out of. Enter the signature problem and my problem with people. It's not just on the forums either. I got expelled from school for doing exactly the same thing. That's history though and I'm better off because of it anyway.

Work called me up last night; they suprised me with a 7-12 shift. You know, it's a friday night, I was planning to go and get wasted with my friends and just as I was thinking about planning on contemplating getting ready *ring ring* oh! It's work! I'm working till midnight! I was so pissed off. But hey, responsibility is responsibility. I had to work, so I did ... but it was in protest! In case you're wondering where I work, I'm a checkout chick at my local woolworths (supermarket). Yeah, it's really crap, but hey. The money is awesome.

Anyway, due to a painful loss of my friday night, I am now going to party twice as hard tonight.

ciao for now.