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I'd do my own, but I'm busy - just trying to start some serious discussion, rather than spoofs involving me being a gay serial m*********r or another fricking copularity pontest.
Primary school was bad for me, I got bullied by the year 6's when I was in year 4, I don't even know why I got bullied but I did. My mum found out and I got moved to another school. It was fine there, not outstanding but fine. When I got into high school and the people from my old primary school (the 1st one) saw me they laughed and took the pi55 about me leaving because I got bullied. Where do people get off on that? I only live with my mum, my dad left when I was only a few months old. This was kinda crap but I don't wanna see him he didn't want me so screw him.
I have a lot of family in America which is a bit crap, I don't have very close relationships with my brothers and sister because they live so far away. One event that really messed me up was 2 Christmas's ago on Christmas eve. I was on the way home in the car with my mum, about 5 minutes away from our house. My mum started hyper-ventalating and I got really scared. The doctors surgery was really near by and I took the wheel for her and steered it in the car park of the doctors surgery and had to whack on the hand break. I ran into the surgery and was crying so bad, I thought she was going to die. She went off to hospital and I later went to see her. It turned out that she had kidney stones and she was going to be fine. It was a really scary thing to be faced with. She spent Christmas in hospital and the whole time felt crap. I learned from this that we get faced with the worst situations and we must be strong minded and deal with the present.
Call me gay or whatever... I write poetry, how I feel about things and the way people are. I got to school on the bus and I often see people trying to be 'popular' and it just makes me think 'why the hell do that want to be like everyone else and suck up to the 'cool' kids'. I'm not unpopular.. I'm not the most popular... It really means sh** to me. The clothes I wear are of my choice, I wear designer things like D&G, Paul Smith, Tommy Hilfiger etc. I like to wear nice things, mainly for self confidence.
I'm not very confident on a whole, I hate doing those darn orals in French and English. It puts me in a really uncomfortable situation. The whole class staring at you.. giggling if you make a mistake. I don't really like school, if your not of a certain mix then your ignored or picked on. I don't get bullied anymore I just hate being around people that talk a load of crap to fit in. I have 3 close friends who I hang out with a lot og the time and we share everything with each other. I have other 'friends' who are ok for a short time but I wouldn't consider them really friends just people I associate with at school.
I listen to heavy metal/heavy rock mainly because I feel I can relate to the lyrics. Marilyn Manson often gets called a freak but the guy is very smart, his image makes him stand out and he makes money from that. I speak what I feel not what others want to hear. I'm not offensive or rude to people, well only if they are to me. One of the reasons I hate school so much is because of this girl I am really really into, I care so much for her and think about her a lot. Every day at school I see her, I told her how I feel about her about a month ago. Thing is she has a boyfriend and the last thing I want to do is wreck what they have. She told me she likes me to but also likes the guy she is with. It kills me everytime I see her with him. I walk past and she looks at me and we catch eyes for the whole time were in sight of each other. It's one of the worst feelings.
My friends are my friends because they care, I care. I listen to the music I do because it helps me. I will change as a person throughout life, different situations arise, different ways I will react. I'm only 15 and have not really lived all that much, I have not been anywhere unknown to me by myself. Life will bring what it brings.
I've seen people who "concentrate on the good stuff" hang themselves. There's nothing wrong with talking, or "searching for sympathy". Wanting to be mothered all the time isn't healthy, and it's good to stand on your own two feet, but jese.
mikelar 1, bums nothin'
Try and look for the positive in the things that happen to you, rather than focusing purely on the bad stuff.