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big emo loser :)
does that make me even more pathetic?
why aren't you washing your hair or something. C'mon man, tidy the flat! Iron your pants! Watch Trisha! Stop sulking!
I'm currently supposed to be educating myself!!!!
For those who are mystified: pretty_vacant is meeting my parents today.
Go back to school Tristan :D
The voice of reason.
now you're getting a grasp on the truth.
YOU CAN'T HANDLE THE TRUTH!
the voice of raisins.
well i had a huge argument last night, and am unsure whether to be all emo about it...
i was all miserable last night and moaned too much, then i got paranoid i was moaning too much and moaned more.
go and listen to Stars, they're like the polyphonic spree but less sickening, and were AMAZING live last nite.
also an explanation...
I will never understand girls.
Girls are icky!
even girls understand girls JF. It ain't never gonna happen...
well i'm not gonna call her.
I think its a good idea that you do call her...
If she ain't then well... its up to you.
I could call it quits.
I'll think about it.
maybe you should let it all out.
I had a big argument last night too but it was with my parents so that's a bit different.
go and have a big public cry cuz I miss her?
ahh no! i'm not that bothered really. everything is great.
i am *nearly* as upset about needing some new clothes.
i was talking to fullerov
on this can be strange.
does anyone ever get the feeling of running out of stuff to talk about?
can anyone tell me about how Othello fits into classical models of tragedy too?
"does anyone ever get the feeling of running out of stuff to talk about?"
I used to have that feeling all the time. Then I just kind of relaxed and just let stuff flow. I had this paranoid period when I couldn't understand what people actually talked about, and why people bothered. Don't worry, it'll be fine - and if there's silence, then it's no big deal. Just put that kettle on and crack open the Prince albums!
I could call her and say she has been acting ridiculously...
the point of this thread was does anyone have any tips for me being less emo and moany and paranoid?!
Go for a walk or something, that's usually good.
1. Put the kettle on, and use the hot water to make a nice cup of tea.
2. Make yourself some beans on toast - officially the greatest meal ever.
3. Drink your tea and eat your toast whilst listening to any of the following: Blur, Prince, Cornershop, Human League.
i think i have anxiety issues.
I am soo out of touch.
I didn't know that.
has a pikture on her profile.
i thought liek, everyone here fancied her....
I don't think I've noticed her posting much recently, anyway. Maybe I did know and I forgot.
i think the only thing you have to worry about is if your parents invite her to move in and throw you out of the house.
"i don't remember anyone called tristan, this is our son, catriona..."
its a very real possibility.
i know how he feels though. this whole 'going to university' thing is a lie. my mum just told me she hated me and threw my things out of the window. i hitchiked to manchester to make something of myself.
hmmm, its nearly 3pm and i'm still in bed. maybe tomorrow.
They did it very slowly. They kept makeing me take stuff from MY room, and then when there was no stuff left, they painted it! Painted over my entire existence.
a man's bedroom wall is like a window to his soul, but like, less see-through.
my parents painted my bedroom GREY and moved into it.
as far as I know, still intact. When I go back for Christmas, I hope it's still the way it was. I don't want to see an empty. white. room. of. nothing.
Magnolia or something. What was wrong with my orange? Hmph!
is now inhabited by my eight-year old step-sister, the bastard.
as soon as i left.
my brother's room is relatively the same.
so he gets a big double bed and cupboards and stuff, i get a room with barely enough space for a single bed, loads of old tv and stereo equipment that doesn't work and a cupboard full of old smelly coats...
they love your brother more.
they bought my brother a computer when he went to uni.
i got NOTHING.
when I went to uni, my mum kept my room exactly as I'd preserved it, even down to the bedsheets. It was like some sort of bizarre shrine, as if I'd died and she couldn't handle letting go...
Don't you remember?
the oldest, and the only boy. I was the man of the house. I made dinner and stuff. Also, she may have been too scared to move things out of my room in case she found something bad.
I must be the exception that proves your rule.
My younger brother has two rooms to himself, and a ton of gadgets and playstations and stuff.
When I was living at home I had a room the size of a cupboard and a TV that didn't work.
To be less paranoid listen to Amnesiac on repeat.
And Othello is a tragedy, because everyone loses and it's not their fault. Especially Othello. He is racked by self doubt paranoia and vulnerability. I assume you actually know this, but I thought I'd prove i didn't waste a-level english...
we know you have a girlfriend.
Why don't you write a diary or something?
he gets more bizarre gloating pleasure this way Thom.
your girlfriend in your picture?
If that's the case, I deffo don't fancy her. Sorry rocknrollmascara.
doing what with who now?
the best posts ive ever read on this board. I really hope you dont get banned or leave.
and i'm full of myself
heh, agreed :)
that was to placid_casual, like