its been a while (long like the dickens) (1124 hits)
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Submitted by Chris Svolopoulos <EvilZurr.at.gundamwing.net> (View user info) at 2003-04-04 20:54:38 EST
once again i dont have much to say that hasnt already been said, but i havent submitted in a while and i know how you all look forward to it. so ill tell you about how shitty MARCH was. yes very shitty, but id like to focus on the last week. between school projects and AP/IB/SAT prep, i have not had that much time at home. if i do, im listening to people bitch and moan about how they feel unloved or yada yada; its always about relationships. the odd thing is that I (being single and all) seem to have all the answers on how to make everything work out fine, and of course once ive solved someone's problems that inevitable question comes up: "wow chris, youre so smart. why are you single anyways?" ok first of all thats probably none of your damn business, but seeing as how everyone takes their time to ask, i might as well tell everyone right now that i am single OUT OF PROTEST.
thats right, protest. i am sick of having to work for the ass that i deserve. that may be the most chauavanistic thing i will ever say that i strongly support, but its 100% true nonetheless. i hear girls bitch and moan about relationships but when push comes to shove women can have almost anything they want from the male population (except the ugly women, but i dont talk to them). i know ive got lots of "ladies" (neither women nor girls) who seem to want me bad enough, but as soon as i say 'well if you want something that bad why dont YOU start it?' BAM, i get the silent treatment. why the fuck is it that men have to start everything? just so that as it all falls apart they can say "well if he doesnt like it he shouldnt have asked in the first place"? no, i refuse that life. i also have the opportunity to listen to women with great boyfriends bitch about how theyre unhappy. IF YOURE SO FUCKING UNHAPPY, DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT! my good friend is dating another one of my good friends, but she wont complain to him about anything because shes afraid of the consequences. i really have to attempt to keep myself from punching her for that. its because women believe this that they are seen as weak in relationships; they depend too much on the guy taking the risks.
phew, anywho. today was better. people seem to be doing better in their own lives and so i dont need to think about them for a change. also, i got to go to all my classes with people asking what all the red stuff on my face was (lipstick is hard to get off) and then i got home to find out my bro made beta for Planetside (if you know what that is and want in, AIM @ Evil69Zurr) also, ive learned the great ways of midi music and ive been listening to midi-ed Thrice. VERY AWESOME
on one final note to cynicasix, yes, if you kill your roomies ill see you in prison. maybe even a conjugal visit....or not. youre too old =p
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Submitted by dolphgr13 (user info) at 2003-05-26 17:52:30 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
So it's not just me....
Submitted by EvilZurr (user info) at 2003-04-06 22:35:41 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
i feel your pain in that i too am homesick. I MISS THE SNOW, so go to hell! you dont know what youre missing! jerk
Submitted by cynicasix (user info) at 2003-04-06 21:54:13 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
"because youre at dartmouth and im in san diego"
Don't remind me, it's snowing AGAIN and I'm so homesick for the beach right now.. anyways, yeah, I could try to tell her if I really thought it would help, but she's a (usually) really smart girl and even if I could think of what to say, I doubt it would be anything new to her or anything that would really make a difference. But hey, sometimes breaks in life can be tough. I talk a lot of shit and feel like I'm totally gonna lose it every once in a while, but most of the time I can deal with it because I don't really care.
And Deathninja McSex has done quite enough already.. it's kind of a joke here that you can set your school email to anything you want, but you usually remember to fix it before you email a prof or anyone like that. Of course, I set my reply-to to Deathninja McSex before spring break or something and completely forgot about it until after I'd been using it to email both of my parents, my Islam prof, my entire Greek class, and some guy I didn't even know from my apoc lecture who asked me out. I tend to forget that not everyone (or really anyone) has any idea what it is.. oh well. The only upside to that was probably that this guy is super Christian and preppy and completely uninteresting, and I didn't hear from him for a while after I blitzed him back so I was pretty sure that I scared him away. Turns out I didn't though, so now he wants me to decide where I want to go out.. of course I can't bring myself to just tell him no (after all he had the balls to ask when I'd never even talked to him before, which I thought was pretty cool), but I don't want to lie to the guy. Maybe I'll tell him I don't really feel like lunch or dinner, just to meet me in one of the frat house basements for some beer pong and that be better be there damn early to call us "next" on one of the tables by the bar, bitch!
Oh, trust me, if I knew where to find you I'd be having my devious way with you as we speak... making you do my greek translation, of course. Damn stupid apology of Socrates.
Submitted by EvilZurr (user info) at 2003-04-06 20:24:12 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
well cynicasix, if you want them to stop doing whatever in their room during finals weeks, just break her window while shes away. who would ever get naked in negative weather conditions? (aside from me, im in a polar bear club) but anyways, sometimes good friends are brutally honest, because would you rather be nice and have your friend heart broken, or could you be Deathninja McSex for a few days and save her all of that whiny crap.
on a final note; why am i single? because youre at dartmouth and im in san diego. and youre not THAT much older than me, but im not getting at anything. you know where to find me...
Submitted by Titinita (user info) at 2003-04-06 18:46:07 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
Or so I've heard...
Submitted by PeopleAreStrange (user info) at 2003-04-06 18:31:58 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
That's odd, most women tend to enjoy it :p
Submitted by Titinita (user info) at 2003-04-06 18:27:02 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
Yes she was! Yes she was! And masturbation makes the Virgin WEEP!!!!
Submitted by JesusLovesYou (user info) at 2003-04-06 18:23:25 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
Mary wasnt a virgin ;0
Submitted by cynicasix at 2003-04-06 17:51:03 EDT (#)
Ranking: 1
Well I've calmed down a little since then, but that still makes me feel better ^.^* Except that it's not roommates, it's A roomate (who's absolutely a perfect match for me personality-wise and I love living with) and her revolting sleazy-ass excuse for a boyfriend (who I plan on brutally murdering in his sleep any time now). I mean, I'm sure he's a WONDERFUL guy, but I'm gonna have assloads of student loans to pay off in a couple of years, and I'll be damned to hell if I'm paying for the privilege of having some worthless freeloading bastard as an extra roommate. This guy is a 23 year old highschool dropout (not that I believe there's anything wrong with that in and of itself) with no job and (as of a couple of nights ago when he snapped the gearshift and ruined various other important things) no car.. he's banned from the grounds of the highschool in this town and has been issued a letter of trespass and banned from the college campus twice (both times my roommate ended up writing letters and kissing all kinds of campus security ass to get him allowed back on).. he's loud and obnoxious and has a sense of humor that even a fucking retarded junior high kid would call juvenile, and he sleeps all day so I can't do a single damn thing without feeling guilty (nevermind the fact that he's loud enough to jar me out what little sleep I actually get at o'dark thirty at least a couple times every week).
Of course, there are rules about how many consecutive days and nights visitors are allowed to spend here (3, which in his case would still be far, far too many), but the last thing in the world I need is a roommate who hates me for trying to get her boyfriend banned from the dorms again. And she didn't turn 18 until a couple of days ago, so they both knew that that could get them busted for statuatory rape as well; you have no idea how tempting that's been.. Naturally, as long as we're converting our dorm room into a homeless shelter, we might as well just go all the way and pretend it's a soup kitchen too -- she pays for practically everything this guy eats with her dining account here, and I'd have to say my favorites are definitely the late nights when she's the one to go out into the kind of way-below-subzero nights (the kind where by the time I'm two steps out the door my nose ring is frozen to the inside of my nose and my "Oh God, why did I ever leave Florida?" tears leave me with a face full of icicles) to run around and pick up whatever he feels like eating that night, while he just kinda chills in our room, playing video games or screwing around on her laptop or jacking off or whatever. I swear, it's a charming little picture of old-fashioned domesticity that absolutely warms my tiny, granite-like lump of heart-like material.
Not that all this really bothers me, though. Granted it strikes me as pretty stupid and I think she could do infinitely better, but what the hell. If she wants to stick with this loser it just means less competition for those of us who actually have some semblance of standards or good taste, and hey, more hot frat guys for me. But when it gets to the point where I can't sleep, I can't concentrate, I can't study or get any work done in my own room, I don't have a single second to myself and the strain of spending 24 hours a day around a virtual stranger who I can't stand starts making the problems I've already had with depression/self-esteem/social anxiety even worse, then I don't really know what to do. So far the course of action has mainly been to call my mom in tears about it (wait, Chris, what did you say about me being too old for you? Further evidence that I sure as hell do act that way, boy howdy..) or just to throw things and bang my head against the wall and complain to my friends a whole lot.
The real highlight had to be exam week of this last winter term, though.. when you're busting your ass trying to finish your most important paper of the year, there's really nothing as conducive to concentration and academic excellence as the completely unmuffled panting, banging, and screaming of kinky coed sex going on barely 15 feet behind your back. But first of all, I understand that they're going out and it's cool, I'm all for the sex thing, so mad props on scoring some ass; I've never had a problem with it and I've never complained to her about a single thing. Secondly, this isn't just any old time -- this is out of nowhere, no hint or warning or "hey, would you mind leaving for a while," during a killer final exam week, in the middle of the bloody damned afternoon. And thirdly, there isn't even a good fucking excuse for it, since THEY BOTH HAVE HOUSES HERE. My roommate's dad is a prof here, and they live like two seconds away from the campus. Also, this is where she met her boyfriend, and his mom's house is only a couple of minutes away from hers (when he's not enjoying the services of the five-star Ivy League Homeless Shelter & Soup Kitchen we're running here, he still technically lives with his mom). They both have their own bedrooms in both of these houses and their parents all work, so it's not even as if there are other people around most of the time. Also, there's a hotel right down the hill and across the street from our dorm. ALSO, there are public bathrooms, park benches, and unlocked cars all over the place.. in the time it takes me to throw a world class temper tantrum, pack all my shit up, and walk to one of the libraries, they could have piled into his little shitmobile and found a thousand other places to fuck, and I wouldn't end up feeling like I have the blood pressure of an obese chain-smoking black man and the mental health of your average chainsaw murderer.
Oh yeah -- and sometime later that night, they both happen to be out for once and I actually finish my paper.. I send it to her comp to print, step into her room to get it, and what do I find all over the floor but that afternoon's fruit-flavored condoms and astroglide. With visual aids like that (and my roommate is reasonably pretty, but this guy looks so dirty it makes my skin crawl), I don't think the flashbacks will even stop.
Anyways, if I'm lucky it'll be over soon anyways. She goes through his inbox every so often and found a couple of emails a while ago talking about how he was planning on breaking up with her for some '03 who goes to school here. Of course, he didn't actually do it until after she got him un-banned off of campus for the second time, but eventually it happened and wow, was that ever a crazy fun couple of days. But this other chick doesn't like him (I know, I can't believe it either) and just when I thought I might really enjoy the rest of this year, my roommate ends up taking him back. They went out for their something-month anniversary a little while later.. as much as I wanted to slap the dumb bitch and tell her your little tally of months doesn't count if he was cheating on your sorry ass and dumped you between then and now, I'm a good roommate (and a good liar) so I didn't. She had dinner with a guy friend of hers last night though, insisted she didn't think it was a date even though he thought it was and they had a pleasant little argument about all that.. she tells me she doesn't really like the second guy but she's "hedging her bets" because she's absolutely positive that her boyfriend will end up breaking her heart again. Until then, evidently, she'll just put up with it; wonderful idea, I'm sure. And until then, I get to listen to the giggling and the shrieking and the animal noises and the "tongue wars" (since I don't have the patience or the stomach to recount that little adventure, just think "thumb war" except FIVE HUNDRED TIMES LOUDER and more disgusting) and earsplitting whistling and the horrible shitty music during ever waking moment I spend in my room. Only 8 more weeks until the end of the year!
So anyways, like I was saying.. something about calming down.. or something. Hm. But you really can't beat the carthasis you get from bitching like a raving lunatic to people you don't even know about things they'll never really care about. Anyways, I'd imagine it'll probably teach you a lesson about trying to leave notes for me anywhere, eh? Good luck with all that AP/IB/SAT stuff, though. I actually did pretty well on all of those, back in the day.. But I'm sure you'll do fine. After all, you're so smart, Chris -- hey, why are you single anyways?? Too bad about that protest, I'D start something with you. If it weren't for that monstrous age difference, I mean.. a damn shame ^.~* Anyhow, sorry for taking up so much of your thread-post-screen whatnot with the Richardson 308 Saga ("long like the dickens" indeed), I'd hate to incur the wrath of all your adoring fans who are only here to read about your shitty March/hard drives in microwaves/unruly beautiful women, man whores & various other relationship-type stuff. Time to finish some Greek translation, do some drinking, and sleep all my problems away.
"(lipstick is hard to get off)"
Haha.. so, so classy.
Submitted by hidden101 (user info) at 2003-04-06 12:51:19 EDT (#)
Ranking: 1
dude, if it involves a female, i can relate. i've almost seen it all.
Submitted by MaesterMeat (user info) at 2003-04-04 23:05:37 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
I like the way you think bro.
I for one hate the current trend of man starts everything in a relationship... I wish it was the other way around...
[Group of unruly beautiful women]
"Yo, yo wanna get some man whores?"
"Hell yeah I'm all about that... look at that sexy ass man right there!!"
{yelling while pointing at man reading a newspaper on street corner}
"Hey lover boy!! you want some action? How about three at one time??"
- I think that'd be a better society trait than the one we currently have... I may be wrong though
Submitted by sendmehatemail (user info) at 2003-04-04 21:40:15 EST (#)
Ranking: 0
yeah...women tend to depend too much on guys to do everything. my last relationship my girlfriend has some notion that i was cheating on her..so for three months she dident say anything and then one day she just breaks up with me and gives me a letter accusing me of cheating on her....then it ended with the note..."even after all the hurt youve caused me i still want to be your friend".
yes she has the right to accuse me of anything but she went with three months of silence and then pretty much burnt the relationship to the ground...anyway did i mention i dident cheat on her? that was long ago and new relationships have grown but thats another story so im gonna go put my hard drive in a microwave cause my MIDI files wont play....