The personal story thread

[The Batlord]

The best part was that there were no velociraptors.

[Chiomara]

Originally Posted by wolverinewolfweiselpigeon

whole foods is a prime spot for dumpster diving. you're gonna wash the produce anyway, come on

Oh I'm sure. I could never willingly pay $18 for enchanted almond dust or whatever it is they sell there anyway.

The best part of dumpster diving is friendly dumpster cats though.

[DwnWthVwls]

Im okay with Freegans.

[The Batlord]

Originally Posted by Chiomara

Oh I'm sure. I could never willingly pay $18 for enchanted almond dust or whatever it is they sell there anyway.

The best part of dumpster diving is friendly dumpster cats though.

If I clean my trashcan and then throw in Krispy Kreme donuts every morning does this mean that I can have someone to clean my house every day?

[Mindfulness]

i was once really great at baseball. i could play every position. mainly played shortstop or 3rd base or 2nd base because i was so ill at turning double plays and just not making errors on the field. in little league, my area where i lived was obsessed with baseball. everyone in my neighborhood was good though, so i wasnt even a stand up in little league because our team went to the little league world series. i then moved to connecticut for high school and subbed varsity my first year but sucked. but battled over .900 in JV. great in varsity my 10th grade year but nothing special and realized i better get great fast if i want to play college ball. my 11th grade year i played for a state traveling team called connecticut storm and my high school team, did fine, just nothing awesome. wasnt strong enough to push the ball out the park, had alot of 30 footers(balls that would just be 20-30 feet short of the homerun. i was dating girls and doing drugs and not caring at this time a bit too. i then got in trouble for few times and had enough credits to graduate early so i did. then the real journey started

[Lucem Ferre]

My teenage years sucked. Never had a girlfriend in high school and spent most of my time in headphones trying to block everything out. Pulled out of school early and told to get a job then ended up being kicked out because my friend bought me a hamburger. Oh, and let's not forget the old fashioned speech of me being a stupid worthless piece of **** and how much I'm hated and unwanted. Then I spent years sleeping on a cat piss stained floor with literally nothing. Spent a summer living with brothers until one of them beat me up for eating the food our father bought for them with food stamps and stealing my phone then kicking me out. Then back to the cat piss stained floors. Funny, how now that I look back, that my dad would bring food to my other brothers but not to me despite the fact that I got so skinny that people thought I was on meth when in reality I was starving to death because I didn't feel right eating the food from my friend's grandma's house like that. Kinda like how I only had 3 shirts and two pairs of pants in high school and my dad said he didn't have money when I asked for clothes but would turn around and buy my little brother clothes despite already having dressers full of them. I think the end of my teen years ended with me getting my first job, getting a GED and then eventually enrolling into community college. Oh, yeah, and my mom would routinely throw family parties where she'd invite everybody but me telling people that she didn't know where I was or how to get a hold of me even though I only lived two houses down. Think I would be used to being hated and treated like absolute trash by now, right?

[DwnWthVwls]

Either your family is a pos or you're not giving us the whole story. If they are as bad as you make them out to be fuck em. Family don't mean shit if they don't act like it.

[Lucem Ferre]

Originally Posted by DwnWthVwls

Either your family is a pos or you're not giving us the whole story. If they are as bad as you make them out to be fuck em. Family don't mean shit if they don't act like it.

POS. For the most part. Granted, it's only a singular perspective and you know how skewed perspectives can get.

[SmokeAndMirrors]

Both of my parents are physically handicapped, and my father's an alcoholic that drinks daily, and my mother and younger sister are both addicted to opiates. Oh, and we're all (likewise) extremely ****ing poor.

[Neapolitan]

Originally Posted by Mindfulness

i was once really great at baseball. i could play every position. mainly played shortstop or 3rd base or 2nd base because i was so ill at turning double plays and just not making errors on the field. in little league, my area where i lived was obsessed with baseball. everyone in my neighborhood was good though, so i wasnt even a stand up in little league because our team went to the little league world series. i then moved to connecticut for high school and subbed varsity my first year but sucked. but battled over .900 in JV. great in varsity my 10th grade year but nothing special and realized i better get great fast if i want to play college ball. my 11th grade year i played for a state traveling team called connecticut storm and my high school team, did fine, just nothing awesome. wasnt strong enough to push the ball out the park, had alot of 30 footers(balls that would just be 20-30 feet short of the homerun. i was dating girls and doing drugs and not caring at this time a bit too. i then got in trouble for few times and had enough credits to graduate early so i did. then the real journey started

Is that your own personal story, or the personal story of George W. Bush?