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Everyone seemingly keeps a reason to live. Except the suicidal type people, I guess they haven't quite found it yet.
But what's important to you? What stops you from getting bored and just beating yourself to death with the butt of a gun?
But what's important to you? What stops you from getting bored and just beating yourself to death with the butt of a gun?
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Everyone seemingly keeps a reason to live. Except the suicidal type people, I guess they haven't quite found it yet.
But what's important to you? What stops you from getting bored and just beating yourself to death with the butt of a gun?
But what's important to you? What stops you from getting bored and just beating yourself to death with the butt of a gun?
Personally, for a start, camp superheroes.
The internet's vast amounts of pornography.
a toughie - but I believe it can be answered in the following quote :
"Tomorrow could be a brighter day"
Despite some seriously crap times, I retain the belief that every day has the potential to be a great one.
*philosophical mode off*
mates, fast cars, women, martial arts, the destruction of the world by skynet
"Tomorrow could be a brighter day"
Despite some seriously crap times, I retain the belief that every day has the potential to be a great one.
*philosophical mode off*
mates, fast cars, women, martial arts, the destruction of the world by skynet
I'm looking for one.
I figure if I can get a goal, I'll have direction, motivation, and hopefully somewhere happyness.
So I'm looking.
I figure if I can get a goal, I'll have direction, motivation, and hopefully somewhere happyness.
So I'm looking.
Fapfap?
I dunno, the way the sun hits the water of a still lake on a mid July morning. The smell of freshly cut grass, the sound of children laughing, as they are able to play in the street without fear…that and My Hero, Thermo-man rules.
How are things going with your treatment?
I dunno, the way the sun hits the water of a still lake on a mid July morning. The smell of freshly cut grass, the sound of children laughing, as they are able to play in the street without fear…that and My Hero, Thermo-man rules.
How are things going with your treatment?
Curiosity keeps me going.
As soon as I can see large stretches of my life being laid out ahead of me, I'll get depressed. I prefer a little mystery.
As soon as I can see large stretches of my life being laid out ahead of me, I'll get depressed. I prefer a little mystery.
Being serious, I'd say three things.
First, the fact that you can wake up in the morning and your day can be totally different from how you thought.
Second, there is always something new, always something happening, always something more that lets you know you don't know as much as you thought you did.
Lastly, infinite variety. In the space of a week I've gone from being broke to having a nice excess of cash and all debts cleared. If you make the effort then most things are possible.
Dr Duck - you must be pretty down about being sacked, but there could be a positive side to it, when I left Birmingham Uni after 4 days, and went to work at a supermarket - which it seemed I'b be stuck at for a year, life seemed crap. But things changed, I got a different job, which gave me connections and experience for when I graduate.
It sound stupids, but it can be hard to know the path your life will take to get where you want to be, sometimes it isnt' going to be obvious what to do, but if you keep trying then you'll get there. I haven't even graduated yet (next year) but there is nothing I wouldn't change now and it all stems from that one crap week in 2000.
First, the fact that you can wake up in the morning and your day can be totally different from how you thought.
Second, there is always something new, always something happening, always something more that lets you know you don't know as much as you thought you did.
Lastly, infinite variety. In the space of a week I've gone from being broke to having a nice excess of cash and all debts cleared. If you make the effort then most things are possible.
Dr Duck - you must be pretty down about being sacked, but there could be a positive side to it, when I left Birmingham Uni after 4 days, and went to work at a supermarket - which it seemed I'b be stuck at for a year, life seemed crap. But things changed, I got a different job, which gave me connections and experience for when I graduate.
It sound stupids, but it can be hard to know the path your life will take to get where you want to be, sometimes it isnt' going to be obvious what to do, but if you keep trying then you'll get there. I haven't even graduated yet (next year) but there is nothing I wouldn't change now and it all stems from that one crap week in 2000.
VenomByte wrote:
> Curiosity keeps me going.
>
> As soon as I can see large stretches of my life being laid out ahead
> of me, I'll get depressed. I prefer a little mystery.
Exactly the same.
Curiosity for me.
I'm full of pessimism but I'm waiting for all that to turn around one day! And I can't wait!
> Curiosity keeps me going.
>
> As soon as I can see large stretches of my life being laid out ahead
> of me, I'll get depressed. I prefer a little mystery.
Exactly the same.
Curiosity for me.
I'm full of pessimism but I'm waiting for all that to turn around one day! And I can't wait!
What keeps me going? Well, when I was young I had serious difficulties.
I had to go to speech thereapy and was constantly behind all the other kids in school later, poor at mathematics, P.E., no real interests or hobbies and generally a waste of space. Since GCSEs I have worked my butt off and now I am awaiting my A-Level results. I worked damn hard and since I only got C's for GCSE but then Bs for AS level it is a massive improvement from the days I was in special classes.
It was quite demoralizing really, I wanted to be a doctor but then realised I was too thick (to put it bluntly) then I wanted to be an architect but eventually, around the age 13 I stopped dreaming. But now I live for the moment, only planning as far ahead as the next stage such as university but no career. Thus I can only go on living in the hope that I can make my parents proud and that one day I many end up reasonably successful and possibly happy.
But I would'nt kill myself anyway. I am too much of a coward. And I wouldn't want the burden of my death on my parents who have do so much to raise me anyway. And besides I often look at others better than me but of course there are a lot of people a lot worse than me in both academic terms and other ways; at least I live in a first world representative democracy with pleanty of food to go around and aspirations higher than going to work for the local militia.
And then of course, there is the innate quality living beings have to survive and the hope of reproducing. I suspect I will have failed at both by age 30. :-) ...... :-(
I bid you Adieu.
I had to go to speech thereapy and was constantly behind all the other kids in school later, poor at mathematics, P.E., no real interests or hobbies and generally a waste of space. Since GCSEs I have worked my butt off and now I am awaiting my A-Level results. I worked damn hard and since I only got C's for GCSE but then Bs for AS level it is a massive improvement from the days I was in special classes.
It was quite demoralizing really, I wanted to be a doctor but then realised I was too thick (to put it bluntly) then I wanted to be an architect but eventually, around the age 13 I stopped dreaming. But now I live for the moment, only planning as far ahead as the next stage such as university but no career. Thus I can only go on living in the hope that I can make my parents proud and that one day I many end up reasonably successful and possibly happy.
But I would'nt kill myself anyway. I am too much of a coward. And I wouldn't want the burden of my death on my parents who have do so much to raise me anyway. And besides I often look at others better than me but of course there are a lot of people a lot worse than me in both academic terms and other ways; at least I live in a first world representative democracy with pleanty of food to go around and aspirations higher than going to work for the local militia.
And then of course, there is the innate quality living beings have to survive and the hope of reproducing. I suspect I will have failed at both by age 30. :-) ...... :-(
I bid you Adieu.
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