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So I find myself being completely bored out of my mind. So in fear of going insane to the point of no return I’ve decided that I don’t want to entertain everyone else by spamming and letting everyone watch me get banned :) so I’m thinking entertain me b*tch’s so I couldn’t very well come up with a thread like urbans you know his entertain me one.. so here’s how it goes..

Tell me random things about your life..
Well tell me your hole life story if you so choose, I’ll read it and it will entertain me I’m sure. That or bore me and make me fall to sleep so either way I’m good.

Are you interesting. I’ll either post back and or have fallin to sleep. So have fun fokes..

go on then entertain me

well..

My hole life story? Well I never much cared for Courtney Love, I feel she's obnoxious and attention starved.

No to be honest, here's my life in a short short vignette (spelling is waaaaay off):

I grew up at home with my mom and dad. They should never have been married. My father is a child in an adults body any time something isn't smoothly sailing, and my mother's life philosophy is to live now because you may die tomorrow. thats probably because her fatehr died when she was 16.

My family are "simple" people, valuing jock-asthetics far above anything resembeling intelligence. I often find myself hanging up the phone when they refuse to say "where are you" (they say "where you at" and I have alot of problems with that)

I worked with children at 16 until this past august, working the camps I grew up in and the Boys and Girls Club and YMCA. I moved to Boston again this year and loathe it only slightly less than I did the first time.

Im trying in vein to be a singer/song writer and im hoping in the next few years to settle down and have kids.

Imagine that MB, little RainDog's running around...contain your excitement.

who's the lucky lady going to have you RainDog's ;) ?? please really answer me.. entertainment.. i've been told i'd make a good breeder jk.. OH GOD can you tell how bored i am...don't answer that last one

Well you know, I think I may have found one finally, after years of thinking I was the only one that was...like I was which is whacked out but witha focus on propriety.

She's older than me, but if I ever got the chance to date her, I'd consider myself lucky.

i suppose I should count myself we continue to keep contact over such great distance while knowing each other slightly briefly.

I like it this way, I get to find out if their crazy without being distracted by their sexuality. Lets me slip the lunatics easier.

more guys should be like you.. you seem to know what you want.. :)

well i grew up around a lot of older people, i really didnt like kids my own age...i've always been deathly afraid of needles and my mom used to be a bartender...her and my dad have split of numerous times, but they are currently back together...my friends have come and gone mostly because neither of us give a damn...i had my first crush in kindergarten on a kid named ari....then there was joey in second grade (we got married) and i got my frist frencher...and there were others but i don't member them...the most recent bo is tyler, as you know...no girl is comfortable enough with their sexuality to even know anything yet so sadly i have no girlfriends...tho i did have an e-girl once named trina, she was 17 from boston, and thats why im grouded from IM since 2 years ago...im a big catherine zeta, angi jolie, pawla abdul, simon cowell fan...my mom is more like a friend/sis to me...im a night owl. i also struggle with insomnia...guh i hate it. in addition to hating, i also hate schhol. mostly because its boring and everyones retarded. i like to sleep when i can, and be online, and draw...i currently struggle (so im told) with anorexia. my middle name is marie and i have naturally light brown hair...tho im not sure which color it is now. i like getting my nails done and i actually ENjoy crying and watching sad movies...im very tired.

cherio mates.

here's my life story in a nutshel:
born in calgary, lived here until I was five, a period of my life of which I remember absolutely nothing at all. Shortly before my fifth birthday, my dad got a job with an oil company named ARAMCO, and we headed off to live in a small compound in Saudi Arabia called Abqaiq. I spent my fifth birthday on the plane and in the airport. Abqaia was basically a fenced in compound established for ARAMCO employees and their families, with a rediculously strong military presence, mainly because it was the year the gulf war ended, and they wanted to make sure all the ex-pats and the surrounding oil fields safe. After two years, we re-located to another ARAMCO compound, Darhan, which was the same as abqaiq, only slightly larger and with a slightly high military presence. Four years after we moved there, the Kobar towers were bombed (an apartment complex housing american soldiers still there from the gulf war, about 15 minutes away from my house in a huge city called Al-Kobar). In the months following, several bomb threats were made on mine and my brothers schools, ten foot concrete barriers were errected around them to keep out truck bombs, guards eqquiped with AK47 assault rifles and bomb sniffing dogs were stationed around the entrances to our schools, and my parents decided it was time to move back to canada. In between that time, we travelled a lot (Italy, France, England, Austria, Bahamas, Thailand, United Arab Emirates, Bahrain to name a few). Once I got back to canada, I got really into volleyball and it became my whole life, the last year I played my team made it to nationals, and then I decided I wanted my life back, quit, and started skiing to occupy all the free time that I suddenly found myself with. Now i'm an art student, getting ready to move to New Zealand for the summer, and have absolutely no plans for my life aside from doing a 2 year diploma program for photojournalism, and then doing freelance photography and journalism, and travelling the world with no steady job, and very rarely having a permanent address.

That is one interesting life Jibber....Thats really interesting

my life story can be written on the back of a postage stamp and still leave room to stick it to your letter

thats thought provoking, cheeseman, please continue...

My bio:

The whom:

Mother going down the halls while baby still in belly with cord wrapped so tightly around babies neck, unknowing if life will be thy future or if death will become the answer. As I entered the world I didn’t know I was coming into such a ****ty life of which everything around me was a lie that I was suppose to fix but only made worse. (in my baby like mind that was very much mature mind now, I decided it would be a darling idea if I could go back in this mystery woman’s belly and just go away, then realizing this plan would never work, the doctor hit me and I lived).

I then grow faster and faster. Going to school having friends, being past around from one group to the other, till I was 11 when I just mainly hung out with the one person. Then there it was jr. high while getting the tour of the school I remember feeling sick, now realizing I went from being in the highest grade to again rock bottom I just didn’t realize at the time how far the bottom really went...

Jr. High:

DUN DUN DUN!!!

Life in jr. high school this is where my life went crap. In 7th grade I was loosing all of my friends gaining more weight and then realizing that what happened when I was 9 was me becoming a women, guys were just finding this out also.. Girls then began to stuff there bras while I sat there thinking to myself “you idiots”. Come 8th grade I now had two friends Heather and Jen. I hung out with these two chicks all of the time but never two of them at once. Anyway I was getting more and more made fun of as days went on. Then my pop (my next door neighbor that loved me like his own) died and I lost it I fell apart, I then was learning that life was about hurt getting your heart broken was life, getting made fun of was nothing, so now in my mind I’m thinking “**** this I’m going to stand up for myself” 9th grade this is where my life changed. As the getting made fun of by the girls had stopped the guys started at me more. For many, many reasons ha-ha. Anyways and then I started to freak out, went home on one very nice day and packed my **** and moved out. Living with my cuz and her family was the answer in my 14 year old mind. After a while my mother then got a house and I moved in with her… then we lived happily ever after.

High school:

The down point of my life. While parents were breaking up in jr. high I lost a lot of weight, then lost more and more during the summer in grade 10 I was tiny and looked alright and was finding out what it was like to hear nice things about myself and more so from guys. Then started to see an ******* that changed my life forever. I had no choice but to grow up right then and there. When that ended I started to date another guy for a few months when that was over I got into weed for a year and when the year was almost up I got myself into more interesting and heavier drugs. Getting out of those habits and finding myself in a bad and worthless relationship I went 1year with almost no drugs because of my own choice then out of the relationship, and out of high school I realized I was lonely not because I missed the jerk, but because I missed knowing someone whether real or not faked caring about me. Gave me comfort, then learning that hey it’s only temporary get the **** over it. I did the moment I thought that I did. I’ve been kind of happy ever sense. I’m been a happy hermit away from the outer world where in this small town is only made up of lies and people’s sad attempts at ruining peoples lives. I was new free of it all. I quit smoking drugs, and I smiled a lot. This is my life. And it sucks living it but its mine and I’m going to do my best to keep the smile’s coming… but lately I’d kill for a joint… Last time I had one was well last week ha-ha!

Most guys know what they want, its just not something that jives with the majority of the population.

And yes, LP, The Jib is impressive, but I don't care if she cures cancer, nothings more impressive than that ****ing shiner she gave her self pictured in the forum.

Hey Maidin, You're a dirty yankee just like me, last I checked we don't say "cherrio mates" come on man, you need to say something like "now get the fuk atta hee" like some intalian amaerican.

i know, i know...hhah

how about "git-r-done" ? :)

riviting life, sab :] lol

maidin...we are yankee's, not britts, not hicks, not those socal trogladytes, yankee's, we're cheese-eating, wine drinking, liberal homosexuals with nor family/moral values and we seek to be god-less nymphos...

In a word...yankee's. We do not say "git r done"

If you can buy it at a gas station conveience store, it isnt' for us.

hahahah! that was good.

Alright, how bout..."damn atlanta"?

When I go to the south east, I tell them I'm related to general sherman, boy that goes over like a fat girl in the high jump.

Give it a shot, I support anyone who's like "ok **** these psychotic gun weilding maniacs, we're gunna burn everything from the mason-dixon line to the georgia coastline."

I mean...thats balls.

:laughing: give me a yankee-like sign-off then.


or did you like "damn atlanta"...i didn't quite GET your post. lmao

it must be something elitist and intellectual thus the birthrights of the yankee.

Perhaps tell a random Red states (cept Alaska texas and Virgina) their welcome for bridges, cops or road work.

Look if you need a guide, reference this http://www.fuckthesouth.com/

Ok obviously the link is cut off, just punch it in with the normal U and read on....

"miss daisy can fucking walk"

Lol, I couldn't stop thinking that you were not really saying jives...

I'll tell you my life story tommorow, I tell you what it's freaking interesting, you will all be oooing and aaaaing! I need sleep now. Kthxbi.

well i know this response is late, but im bored.

me and my family are all Australian. my dad was in the army and just over 16 years ago he was posted to England for about a year, where i popped out. after that my parents, my two older brothers and my older sister and me went to America, hong kong, and random other places, none of which i remember at all. When i was about 2 (ish) we moved back to Australia, to Melbourne where we lived there for about a year. I remember very little about this place, except my neighbours who i loved, and gave a flower to every day. after melbourne we moved to a place called Ocean Grove, where we lived on the beach, i remember little of this place too, but i remember i loved it there, it was great. after that we moved here to Canberra (capital city), where i have lived ever since. I have had a great life, i love it. growing up as a little tacker i learnt the keyboard, but stopped at about 11, my primary school was rad, i loved it. My bro introduced me into punk rock when i was in year 3, i have been into this genre ever since, aswell as other genres such as classical and jazz. My final year of primary school was great, i was school captain, and it rocked. High school has been rad, i just finished it end of 2005. in year 9 i started playing guitar on and off. At the beggining of year 10 i had started a band, several name changes, a change of singer, a change of guitarist, a change of bassist, and a change of drummer later we had finalised the band. (i'm the only original member). I started playing guitar seriously all through year 10 (last year) and have gotten quite good at it, i love writing music and i love my band. My band; Wings of the Fallen won quite a big "battle of the band's" it was one of the best nights ever. We were told by a pro audio guy, who has toured with some big bands, that we are one of the best bands he has seen, and he couldnt believe that we sounded that good at such a young age. He also said that we can easily get to play at taste of chaos this year, so hopefuly we can do that. our drummer, sadly had to move up to queensland, so now we have to find a new drummer, which is proving more difficult then first expected. Meanwhile, i have bought a new keyboard, and have been writing some songs on that and on guitar, hopefuly this will seperate us from alot of the other bands, i love it, it allows me to express my love for music in more than one way. ANYWHO, im going into college this year (year 11 & 12 for you americans) and am not really sure what im going to do in university. Im really interested in philosophy, so anything in that would be cool, i also want to be an author, work with animals, and perhaps do something else that comes my way.
Over the last 7 years, my mum has suffered from severe depression, and has constantly been in and out of hospital. actually she came out today, after a six week spell in there. she has been in hospital a long time, but our love is still strong,
The illness has opened up my eyes, and i view people in a completly different manner then i did before. Although times have been tough, i have grown closer to my mum and dad, i also find comfort in philosophy and music. that i couldnt live with out.
I love life, and i find the most important things are; hope, love, faith and happiness, which is kind of a result from the others. I very rarely get angry, and i often turn things into something funny. A quote that closely relates to that and that i find helpful is by by the philosopher Marcus Aurelius:
"The happiness of your life depends on the quality of your thoughts"
121-180 AD

so yes thus is my life so far. hopefuly didnt bore you too much.