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[font=Comic Sans MS]My thoughts on Steve Irwin's death? Perhaps he was hyperactive and a bit silly in how animated he was, but he was a man who truly lived. He put every ounce of that hyperactive adoration he had within him toward what he believed in. Whether it was his love of nature, his love of animals, or his love of his family and fellow humans, he never hesitated to show that and to share that with whomever would listen or watch. He was awake to the world, he did not take what was given him for granted, and he stood up for what he believed was right, and never faltered from his passion. He was alive in what mattered to him and he cared enough to share that life inside. All of you who are saying "Yeh, he was asking for it by messing about with dangerous animals"... I ask you... when your schoolmates are shot by your other schoolmates, do you say "Oh, they were asking for it, going into the school where dangerous children are lurking"? Because, honestly, humans are far more dangerous than most animals... and the "asking for it" mentality seems to me to suggest that we should never get into dangerous situations, lest we be inviting death. Quite honestly, I'd rather be open to danger and actually live than to be locked away from the perils of life in a feeble attempt at preservation. Yes. I'm ranting. Because Steve Irwin may have been a celebrity wildlife conservationist and television host, but he was also a person that loved life and the world around him, and that included every living thing that shared his planet with him. He was a man before anything else. A son, a husband, and a father, who was just making an attempt at sharing the beauty of the world around him as he saw it. I wish more people were like he was. I honestly do. He was an amazing person and he shall be missed. R.I.P. Steve Irwin [/font]

[font=Comic Sans MS]*smirks* It's wholeheartedly endearing that the majority o' posters on this thread learnt about sex in a healthy, normal manner. I learnt in a different manner. Let's say it was unhealthy. An' brutal. An' damaging. Let's say... lost my virginity at six years old, and had already "experienced" the rest beginning three years previously. Yeh. Fun. Abuse. When it came time for parental sex-ed and school sex-ed? Let's just say the feeling of "isolated" was intense, as I watched my peers learn in "normal" ways... and I had no idea whether to pity their naivety or envy the hell out of it. Heh. Yeh, I was a f**cked up li'l kid. Now? I still struggle with unlearning the reactions I learnt as a li'l gal.... things I'd learnt for protection then, are not healthy *now*, in relationships. Sex is a good thing. It's natural, it's fun, it's a wonderous thing... and someday, I'll learn to be able to relax and enjoy it as much as it *should* be enjoyed. /my two uplifting cents [/font]

[font=Comic Sans MS]Strongest emotion? How does *that* work? I mean... from reading the thread, it seems that most are listing their most commonly felt emotions. But emotional strength... I'm a bit curious as to how you'd measure that. I personally couldn't tell you if the agony of losing someone you love is stronger than the hatred at the person who killed them. These things...aren't even comparable. I love. I hate. I rage. I hurt. I laugh. I scream. I sing. I'm indifferent. None of these is stronger than the other. They are simply there. That's just life. [/font]

[font=Comic Sans MS]Okay...this is getting sort of convoluted, isn't it? The question was...which would you prefer to be? Not...which one has a certain set of fighting techniques and who's got scabies. There are still pirates. And I'm quite certain they aren't hobbling round on peglegs, suffering of scurvy. Screw POTC. I'm basing my original answer on the reality of pirates from ancient history to date... not on a damned Disney movie, thank you very much. I also find it amusing that you'd presume all pirates are fat slovenly bastards. That made me laugh. You have any idea how much strength it takes to raise an' drop sail an' haul in the slack an' anchors on a tall ship? Try loading a cannon sometime. I sort o' doubt there were a lot o' fat (nor even adequately fed) pirates back in the day of tall ships. And, going along with my original answer... there's a reason there aren't ninja running amock in Asia anymore. Because they were a political tool. Look into the "politics" of piracy, and therin lies my reasoning. [/font]

[font=Comic Sans MS]Simple enough. I'd be a pirate, hands down. Why? Several reasons, actually. First an' foremost, because I love the sea. Second, because, although ninja are a pretty neat concept, an' much skill is required, etc, they are still an employee. I would rather embrace the freedom of piracy, the open water, an' freedom from law and government. It's the epitome of autonomy. A freedom from classes and nations. It's not about cannons an' swords an' costume. It's about a lifestyle of belonging to yourself. [/font]

[font=Comic Sans MS]This should be... amusing. A year ago, I was a recovering heroin and cocaine addict, hanging out in Otaku Boards incessantly, an' blogging my wee heart out on myO. And hiding the fact that I was doing all of the above. A year ago, I had an ongoing apprenticeship, that fell through, and I had no friends in this bloody awful small town anymore. I was fresh out of the big city and out of a five-year relationship, a year ago. This year? I drink too much, I smoke too much...and I don't hang out here much or blog me wee heart out anymore. A rare update, at best. I still have no friends in this town, but that's okay, because I've found others in other places, and now I write an' record music, found someone I love who loves whiskey an' music as much as I do, etc. This year, I've done my fair share of radio broadcasts, which shall continue for as long as I'm interested in DJing, which is always fun. I did, however, have a serious gutwrenching, soul-marring heartbreak within the last month, which is still continuing and shall continue for at least another six months....one that so few of you would even begin to comprehend, so we won't get into that. That's the difference between me a year ago an' me today. Not sure if either is better or worse. Just...different. cheers! [/font]

[font=Comic Sans MS]I have had an interesting year thus far in the areas of sociology and psychology, and things I have taken for granted as "truths" have been called into question...mainly concerning myself and how others around me react to me and how they see me as a person. Because of this, I have begun to question a lot of my own perspectives in other areas, and it has been a fascinating journey, even if it hasn't always been a pleasant one. My questions for you are these: How do you think that others (strangers or acquaintances that do not know you well) perceive you and how does it differ from the way that you see yourself or the way in which people who know you well perceive you? If there is a difference in perceptions about you, why do you think that is? I wrote an entire essay to myself on the subject recently, forcing me to really evaluate the sort of heuristics and stereotypes that I give off without being consciously aware of it, and I ended up seeing myself in a different light for the first time in a long time. Enjoy the moment of introspection. ^_^ [/font]

[QUOTE=Ziggy Stardust][font=Times New Roman] [color=Sienna] And I have absolutely no problem with those people - the people who I absolutely hate are the, as somone here put it, 'Neo-emos' - the attention whores. I don't care what they're actually called or what actual emos are, but my definition of emo is just that - a bunch of little whiney-*** kids who piss everyone off to get attention. [/color][/font][/QUOTE] Alright then, there's no issue between us. Attention whores are hell no matter what group they're thrown into or what label they're called by. They permeate all walks of life. I just wanted to point out that some of those stereotypes really bothered me.:animesigh

[QUOTE=Ziggy Stardust][font=Times New Roman][color=Sienna] Want to know somthing? A bunch of whiny pale-faced kids in eyeliner listening to ****** music aren't depressed people - they're a clique, they want attention, they want people to look at them and talk about them. They're people who often have absolutely no right to be depressed, as has been mentioned. I have many personal experiances with people who's parents shower them with things and they live in a great life - but they still feel they have the right to be depressed? No, no that is not right! There are people who spend their entire life making Nike shoes or cleaning out chimneys or some other absolutely deplorable task, getting paid almost nothing, and they don't dress in black with girl pants, they're not all 'Look at me, I cry black blood!'! No, no, they just just soldier on and keep on with their ****** life. There are exceptions to every rule, of course, but for the vast majority of the time this is true. It's also worth noting that most people who DO have a right to be depressed in our society don't dress in black and draw attention to themselves, they hit the bong pretty hard. It's disgusting to see a bunch of whiny little kids trying to make everyone feel sorry for their trivial little problems - that's whats disgusting.[/color][/font][/QUOTE] Did I say anything contradicting what you've said? I don't think so. Of course there are entirely false people who will feign nearly anything in an attempt for attention. Most of the so-called "emo" kids I know are not like the ones you know. The ones you know are already known by the title "AttentionWhore". And hey--guess what? People from all walks of life wear black--so ****ing what? I didn't argue anything about the attention-whore types--my point was that not all depressed people and not all cutters are the attention-whoring sort. Not everyone who wears black is depressed. Not everyone who wears pink is gay. Don't attack me for defending something that needs to be clarified, please. What I actually said was that it's disgusting to be an a**hole to someone who is suicidally depressed. I agree that attention whores using suicide as an attention ploy need to wake up and count their blessings. Those people do not, however, fall under the description of "suicidally depressed" in my book....more like, socially retarded. Although I don't agree that the depressed population hides itself away and doesn't wear black, I do agree that very few people, in this country especially, have real reason to be depressed outside of chemical imbalances going on in their neural transmitters, etc. Not all "emo" -fashion kids are off in the corner crying blood and cutting their wrists, shouting out for attention, alright? And there are many of us who are or have been cutters that never wanted any attention for it, and we kept it from everyone. That was my point.

My Valentine tradition is usually to buy small gifts for the immediate family, for no particular reason, and then to sit in front of the tele, by myself, eating those horrid, yet addicting chalky message hearts until I start to gag and vomit. (This is not a holiday I enjoy by any means, regardless of my romantic circumstance by the time it rolls round every year)

The classification in this crowd is a bit frightening. Firstly, who gives a ***** how any one else dresses? It's their own bloody business. Secondly, I seriously doubt that there are that many "neo-emo" kids who actually are cutters. That's the whole chicken vs the egg argument, no? Perhaps people who are cutters (because of real psychological issues for which they should probably seek help) are more inclined to listen to music that suits their mood. Who doesn't listen to different styles of music to suit their mood? Emo music is depressive, and thus, they are drawn to it. Saying that it gives you pleasure to be an a**hole to a person who's suicidally depressed is beyond disgusting, from my point of view. Grow a spine and tell them that you think nothing of what they have to say and that they should go speak to someone else, because you are unable to see from their perspective or otherwise do not understand what "empathy" means. I mean...you may as well be honest, yeh? Depressed people are sometimes just that--depressed. They can't just decide to be bright and cheery. You're sorely mistaken if that's your take on it. Depression is a disorder which, most often, can be treated. Often times, it is a symptom of other serious medical ad psychological disorders. Either way, it's not a lifestyle choice that a person can control. No one chooses to feel like shite. This whole thread is sort of disturbing to me, in the attitudes people are displaying. Not all of you, no...but enough to make me shake my head in dismay. And, for the record, I wouldn't be classified as emo. I loathe the so-called emo music, I despise being depressed, I don't wear pink, nor do I pretend to be gay, nor any of the other stereotypes I've read here. I do, however, have a history of both cutting and other psych disorders. No one ever knew I was cutting when I did, and no one knew for years after. It had absolutely nothing to do with attention and everything to do with psychological disorders. My music didn't make me do it, my video games didn't make me do it, my opposite-gendered clothing didn't make me do it, I didn't give a rat's arse about being cool (and who the hell would think someone who cuts themself is cool, anyhow?) and I didn't do it because "all my friends were doing it"... Depression and cutting aren't a fashion statement of any kind, nor can they be blamed on a genre of music. I just want to say that this entire thread is a heap of miseducation and blatant stereotyping. I'm disappointed.

[QUOTE=Dodeca] I know that it was a bit (understatement) of an uncivilised question, but did it really need such an uncivilised answer?[/QUOTE] [font=Comic Sans MS]Fair enough. I admit my answer wasn't exactly civilised, but I also don't think such an ignorant question needs to be handled with kid gloves, so to speak... and I wasn't in the best of moods when I read that question and answered it, therefore, losing any eloquence I might have had in pointing out how ignorant the question was. I suppose I could have gone into some explanation for why there are people who differ from him in many different aspects, covering gender, sexuality, race, and culture, among other things, but sometimes I simply don't have the patience for people's ignorance nor the energy to try to educate them on things they should already be aware of. *shrugs* [/font]

[QUOTE=naruto-x] Also, why the hell are there gay people?Escuse my language but why are there gay people?[/QUOTE] Just to spite ignorant pricks such as yourself, I'm sure. I've a better question: Why are there still so many ignorant, intolerant bastards? Your language is excusable, but your ignorance is not.

[font=Comic Sans MS]This has to be the easiest thread I've ever replied to. I chose my name because my nicknames offline are "elf" or "elfy" , based upon the fact that my features are rather elf-like... and I have a fascination with pirates. It's not particularly interesting, is it? :P [/font]

[font=Comic Sans MS]Hm. Everyone has different styles of relating. It's really not that females are so much more confusing than males. Both genders are guilty of misinterpreting the other's behaviour and assessing things poorly...as well as sending the mixed signals. Often, the person giving out "signals" has no clear idea of what they actually want--or they are afraid of making what they want obvious to others. Thus, their signals come out as both positive and negative, and the interpretor is left confused. OR-- sometimes, they enjoy the atention of flirting, but have no intention for it to go beyond that. As for hitting, what's wrong with being playful sometimes? So what if you're an adult and behaving like you're still in primary school? As long as it's playful and both parties are enjoying acting like idiots, I don't see the harm in it. I do it quite often, myself... and it usually turns into a rather hilarious wrestling bout and makes both of us laugh ourselves silly. It's just another way of being close without the discomfort of awkward romantic/sexual shyness. In fact, if you can't play with your partner or would-be partner, that's a bit sad. I mean, playfighting isn't for everyone, but if you're worried about "behaving like you're in primary school"...then I think you're in for a dull relationship. Being constantly "grown up" is a bore. I say--find a balance and be comfortable with both sides of it. [/font]

[font=Comic Sans MS]You'd think this would be an easy question to answer, but I apparently lack the colour names to describe what I'm on about. My favourite colours are the colours of the ocean. Not just the blue-green sea that you see on dolphin-watching nature shows and the like, but every hue that the water displays...from the brilliant sun-kissed green shimmering of the top of the waves to the cobalt blues and greys of a stormy sea. Even the wavering oranges and reds and yellows of the sunrise and sunset upon the water. I know...it's not a "favourite colour" per se, but these are the colours that put my mind at peace. [/font]

[quote name='Harry']Because you have yet to experience something truly hurtful? I'm not saying that's a great excuse or that it hasn't happened to you but that could be it.[/quote] [b][font=Comic Sans MS]I don't think I'm getting this the way it was intended. Are you saying that people who have been hurt are more fearful? I ask only because my painful experiences made me more willing to take chances and made me far less fearful of the world in general...so this didn't seem right to me...[/font][/b]

[quote name='Shadow Blade'] And if any of you guys have a friend or family member out there.....my family is praying for you guys.[/quote] [b][font=Comic Sans MS]Thanks to you and your family--it's appreciated. Indeed, the prices of gasoline, etc, shall rise considerably, and it'll be expensive to take my trip in mid-September, and to heat my home when winter bears down on us...but I'll gladly pay it, if that is the worst loss I shall suffer from this tragic event. Money means very little to me. A few dollars more per gallon is bearable considering what so many have already lost. At least I have a home and a vehicle to heat and fuel up, and I still have my life. I am much more concerned about the loss of human life than I am about the economic results of the storm. [/font][/b]

[b][font=Comic Sans MS]I'm not sure if it's appropriate to vent here about this, but I still have not heard from my close friend of ten years, who's flat was about 3 blocks from the river in New Orleans. The lack of certainty for his well-being is nearly unbearable, as I listen to the reports of corpses floating everywhere, and the lack of fresh water for those who have managed to survive thus far. I am, however, relieved that my brother returned from living with my friend in New Orleans just a few weeks ago, or I would be in quite a state (aka-sedated and drooling on the floor of my padded cell)...but the relief that my brother is safe does not negate my concern for my friend in the slightest. My thoughts and my hope are with him...and with all the victims (and their families) of this devistating storm. Again, I apologise if this was not the right place to vent my concerns. [/font][/b]

[b][font=Comic Sans MS]Suicide (at least in American culture) is a mental health issue. It's not an issue of healthy, undisturbed people just deciding to commit suicide at random. I have lost a number of friends to suicide, and, as a person suffering from both Bipolar Disorder and Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder, (among other things) I am prone to suicidal ideation. Suicidal thoughts come to those of us with serious mental health issues such as depression and other mental disorders...but there is help available in many forms. I understand the hopelessness and despair of the suicidal mind... and have had some close calls when I was younger, but I seriously don't believe that it is "sometimes right in order to end a person's suffering". If we all committed suicide when we were suffering, there would be few people left in the world, for life is often suffering... [/font][/b]

[b][font=Comic Sans MS]Things can happen to even the most responsible people, and I think adoption is a damned good option. My sister is adopted from my junky cousin who is not only an addict, but a pathological, antisocial b****. My parents adopted her from birth, bringing her home when she was a week old. Had my cousin had an abortion, I would never have known the delight of being a big sister. My cousin has since had two boys, whom have suffered extreme neglect and abuse-- a life that my sister would have been subjected to had my cousin not decided to put her up for adoption. So-- I do not quite understand how anyone can say that adoption in cases such as this is a bad idea. Of course, if the world were an ideal place, and everyone who got pregnant was willing and able to take care of their babies, then there would be no conflict, but the world is far from perfect, and I'm extremely thankful for the "misfortune" that brought my little sister into my family. Also, my best friend lives in a family of 8 children- 6 of which are adopted, special needs children--with a variety of physical and psychological disabilities. All of these children are from "3rd world" countries and every one of them needed a family. 3 of them were siblings living in Colombia before their adoption into my friend's family, and had been orphaned when their biological uncle shot their father in the head--a crime that the kids had witnessed first-hand (their mother was already deceased). Thanks to adoption, these kids were given a second chance to have a family and the love that was missing in their lives... and they have enriched many lives, including mine. Not only have they enriched my life, but they have taught me about the value of life and about caring for the physically disabled and the mentally ill...lessons I might not have learned otherwise if they had not been adopted by my friend's parents. Adopted children have been part of my life and my personal circle of people I love and care for... and I have every intention of adopting children at some point in my future. That's my little babbling rant on the subject... [/font][/b]

[quote name='Shinobi's angel][color=DarkSlateBlue']im trying to break up w/ somone but i dont got the heart too hurt somone else :animecry: [/color][/quote] Just think of the funniest way possible to break up with them, and maybe they'll be laughing too hard to be hurt very badly. Or, you could realise that your breaking up with them isn't going to destroy them in the first place, and then you won't feel so badly about doing it. You've got plenty of possible ways to do it listed in this thread, Sa, which...is what this thread was supposed to be about.

[font=Comic Sans MS][b]I've discovered a new, absolutely terrible pick-up line: (In other words--I tried it already, in variations, and it didn't work :animecry:) lol "Shinmaru, your mustache is [/b][/font][font=Comic Sans MS][b]porntastic![/b][/font][font=Comic Sans MS][b]" :love: Don't use that one---it doesn't work...:animesigh [/b][/font]

[font=Comic Sans MS][b]Saying no to a guy...and I do believe this is my favorite: "I've already got one ***hole in my pants--I don't need another"... :p [/b][/font]

[b][font=Comic Sans MS]Oh, how I wish I could be on a schedule... but it's just not possible in this hectic situation I'm in, and with the insane sleep schedule (or lack thereof) that I have these days. A schedule would probably relieve a lot of burnout...:animesigh [/font][/b]