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Crab Dad
Dec 28, 2002

behold i have tempered and refined thee, but not as silver; as CRAB


I thought all music ever was for older dudes to bag their preferred tail.

Did something change?

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DogsInSpace!
Sep 11, 2001


Fun Shoe

Solice Kirsk posted:

What's up fellow multiscene rider! I was always between the Chicago rivethead and punk scenes (was in an industrial band and lived in a punk squat). My punk friends still like to call me a "goth kid" to piss me off.

Hah. Me too. Mainly because I listen to tons of Nick Cave, Siouxsie and Joy Division. Listen to wide variety but my mates always focus on those times they come over and I'm listening to "Pornography". You take ONE photo in a graveyard and you are marked for life I tells you. I mentioned Bad Brains and the Cramps before and those were some of the best shows. I really need to find some newer bands so they stop dying off or quitting.

LingcodKilla posted:

I thought all music ever was for older dudes to bag their preferred tail.

Did something change?

No that is money and yacts my good sir. Cool music tastes are for really boring teens and twenties to seem so much more exciting than they are. You talk about the Birthday Party or the merits of the long forgotten shoegaze scene and alt chicks know you are too legit to quit. When you get in your 30s the music turns into something to soften those tears as you cry yourself asleep in your efficiency/basement apartment. I am Promethus Sherman....the last man on earth. So alone.

DogsInSpace! fucked around with this message at 05:18 on Dec 3, 2017

spinderella
Jul 15, 2017

by FactsAreUseless
Stupid question from a stupid newbie. Where are these anonymous confessions coming from? Reddit?

Solice Kirsk
Jun 1, 2004

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There's an email set up in the OP to send in the confessions and people email them in using anonymous email services (also found in the OP). I'm assuming most of them are being written by people from Creative Convention or other GBS posters as jokes, but there's been some really good ones that we all choose to believe were true.

SniperWoreConverse
Mar 20, 2010



Gun Saliva
the one(s) I sent in was completely, absolutely true with nothing added or removed. I will never reveal what one(s) I sent but it isn't one of the super hosed up ones that would make me look like a sicko

RFC2324
Jun 7, 2012

http 418

SniperWoreConverse posted:

the one(s) I sent in was completely, absolutely true with nothing added or removed. I will never reveal what one(s) I sent but it isn't one of the super hosed up ones that would make me look like a sicko

i hope you are therapy goon so we know he lived

Kallev
Nov 16, 2014

RFC2324 posted:

i hope you are therapy goon so we know he lived

In that brief time before the therapist murdered him, therapy goon lived more vibrantly than many of us ever will.

Crab Dad
Dec 28, 2002

behold i have tempered and refined thee, but not as silver; as CRAB


Von_Doom posted:

Hah. Me too. Mainly because I listen to tons of Nick Cave, Siouxsie and Joy Division. Listen to wide variety but my mates always focus on those times they come over and I'm listening to "Pornography". You take ONE photo in a graveyard and you are marked for life I tells you. I mentioned Bad Brains and the Cramps before and those were some of the best shows. I really need to find some newer bands so they stop dying off or quitting.


No that is money and yacts my good sir. Cool music tastes are for really boring teens and twenties to seem so much more exciting than they are. You talk about the Birthday Party or the merits of the long forgotten shoegaze scene and alt chicks know you are too legit to quit. When you get in your 30s the music turns into something to soften those tears as you cry yourself asleep in your efficiency/basement apartment. I am Promethus Sherman....the last man on earth. So alone.

Man I still listen to some shoegaze stuff.
Thanks for making me feel old.

Hopper
Dec 28, 2004

BOOING! BOOING!
Grimey Drawer

Kallev posted:

In that brief time before the therapist murdered him, therapy goon lived more vibrantly than many of us ever will.

That is one hell of a euphemism for saying he was seeing ALL the colours while ODing on the LSD she laced his breakfast with.

Unknowable Hole
Feb 2, 2005


Pillbug

Spinster posted:

Stupid question from a stupid newbie. Where are these anonymous confessions coming from? Reddit?

You could maybe read the drat thread?

Solice Kirsk
Jun 1, 2004

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To be fair, most of the thread is giant derails about temperature.

Fartbox
Apr 27, 2017
What's happening? Dri fu an only two? what is this?
Is this an avatar? I don't know rm dunk

This one time I jerked off to a cartoon

loquacius
Oct 21, 2008

quote:

Heads up, this one is going to be hard to read. Not for content but for presentation- I'm sorting my thoughts on things as I write this.

I was born with a severe heart defect in a family where the guys tend to die around 50 due to genetic cardiac problems. I died once or possibly twice as a baby, and was kept at the hospital for a fairly long time. I wasn't really told about it until I was eight or so, and confronting your mortality at that age is a beast of a thing. My whole life has quite frankly been driven by a fear of this death sentence, knowing that my health will last me until my late thirties, and then I will spend ten years or so wishing for death. I've got a few mental disorders including depression, which has always been fun to deal with. I veer constantly between an overwhelming depression and an intense manic state. Because sometimes I do get this spark of energy to live larger than anyone else, and make sure I make an impression on the world. It was never really a healthy mental state but I managed to do pretty well for myself so far in life out of that sheer, animal fear. Won some awards, managing decently in college, doing what I can to prove myself.

The confession bit here is that recently my doctor brought me outstanding news- all the medications and doctors visits are working, and my heart is strong. It looks like I will probably have a normal lifespan if I'm careful. I should be so intensely happy about that and I haven't been. I haven't been happy about the news at all. I haven't been angry or sad, or anything. That fear is gone and I feel nothing. It was something I planned my whole life around and now there isn't a point.

My drive to succeed academically is gone. I'm not in a slump, to my senses at least, although everyone who is in a depressive episode says they aren't, so who knows. It just feels like my whole life has been as rewarding as it has been because it was tense. The stakes were high in every situation, if that makes sense. Just struggling to understand what I do now, and why do I do it, I guess.

I don't really blame you if that helps

Like, this has been a major factor in how you live your life. Having it suddenly change, even if it is an objectively good thing, would be a lot to deal with.

(see thread title though)

quote:

I just graduated from college. It took a longer time than usual (6 years, though my program has 3 semesters of student teaching). My parents and friends all ask me: "So, are you excited? You're finally done!"

My confession is that I'm not excited. I'm glad I'm done in the sense that I'm glad to not have homework or tests (except the ones I administer) any more, but I don't feel like I really accomplished anything. I've turned in so many assignments that were done the night before, only to receive accolades and perfect grades. I've never gotten less than an A, but I've never actually had to try my best. The rest of the people in the cohort of student teachers I was placed in constantly complained about deadlines and difficult assignments, but I never felt the same way. I've even turned in assignments that explicitly did not fit the rubric and still got 100% marks. I'm honestly not bragging at all, I just don't feel like I've ever had to do anything that actually required anything more than a modicum of effort. How can I be excited about something I basically just pulled out of my rear end, over and over?

I've always felt like this, throughout my whole school career. I'm not sure if working will be better or worse, but for all that I've done, I feel no sense of accomplishment or pride. I don't think I'm depressed or anything, but college ending for me seems like such a non-event. Of course, I can't tell anyone that, so I have to create this song and dance about how excited I am to finally be done and how much of a struggle it was. Am I wrong to feel ennui about this part of my life ending?

You and everybody else in the world

Man, nobody enjoys college ending. Nobody enjoys having to go get a job and suddenly build an adult life. I felt that way when I graduated, and I had a job lined up already. Everybody I talked to on this subject at the time (meaning most people I talked to about anything) felt the same way.

Personally though I think going to a really tough college and doing a really tough major helped me, because I didn't lift a single finger to get through high school and had kind of a similar attitude toward that as you did. If you still feel unchallenged, focus on the herculean task of being a productive member of society. That should do the trick.

Fartbox
Apr 27, 2017
What's happening? Dri fu an only two? what is this?
Is this an avatar? I don't know rm dunk

who gives a poo poo what you feel about college you fuckin weirdo, it is a necessary evil you put yourself through to get a valuable piece of paper

Be happy that you're out of there so you can make some real money for once and start building a real life for yourself

sugar free jazz
Mar 5, 2008

do a phd program friend you’ll probably get that experience of difficulty you’re looking for!

Solice Kirsk
Jun 1, 2004

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Or get a challenging job.

Crab Dad
Dec 28, 2002

behold i have tempered and refined thee, but not as silver; as CRAB


Join the military! It’s basically middle school with consequences and then they give you a pile of cash at the end to go back to college. Then you’ll be the older dude with a beard.

Chick and twinks dig that.

spinderella
Jul 15, 2017

by FactsAreUseless

Unknowable Hole posted:

You could maybe read the drat thread?

You're right, it's so long I plumb forgot about the OP :doh:

Maybe I'll write one about my symptoms of early onset dementia and how it's impacting those around me.

soy
Jul 7, 2003

by Jeffrey of YOSPOS
Haha just wait until you get a “challenging” job only to get paid a lot for what feels like doing gently caress all. Protip: become an alcoholic on purpose to make things somewhat more challenging.

McGavin
Sep 18, 2012

Spinster posted:

Maybe I'll write one about my symptoms of early onset dementia and how it's impacting those around me.

You kind of just blew the whole anonymous part of your anonymous confession.

got any sevens
Feb 9, 2013

by Cyrano4747

Fartbox posted:

This one time I jerked off to a cartoon

Johnny bravo was a dreamboat

limp_cheese
Sep 10, 2007


Nothing to see here. Move along.

Heart goon: Maybe what you're dealing with is survivor's guilt. Surviving something that should kill you is weird and it isn't helped when you have a bunch of people telling you how lucky you are. You should be happy and relieved, but you're not because you don't know how to process what's happened and what it means. Therapy is useful and if it works for you try it. Otherwise you just need to give it time for your mind to come to terms. You'll probably fall into drugs and alcohol, which is fine, just try to be mindful so you don't suddenly find yourself drowning in the stuff. If you go the non-therapy route I would suggest some psychedelics like mushrooms or acid. Just be sure to be honest with yourself, which is harder than it sounds.

I wish I could say you'll totally get over this but whenever you explain what happened to someone those feelings will come back. Hopefully by then you'll learn how to manage it. Good luck and try to enjoy the fact you have time now.

RFC2324
Jun 7, 2012

http 418

McGavin posted:

You kind of just blew the whole anonymous part of your anonymous confession.

be nice, she's losing her mind to old age

which might explain why she posts on SA

The Rabbi T. White
Jul 17, 2008





syscall girl posted:

I know you're kidding but I literally read your post between watching a youtube about Tool and MJK's sort of bizarre lyrics.

Guy on the right is extremely erudite.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TPZtF9xHFR8

and this should be a surprise to me how?

I'm the college professor who got owned so hard that the only thing they could sputter is "it's 'ask' not 'axe'"

e: they figured out that MJK was a total cokehead in a couple minutes of listening. I bought all their drat albums and it took me years to find that out

I always thought the song was "I've been trying to give up the blow and I'll be much better for it once I do, but I like it lots and it's really hard to do".

christmas boots
Oct 15, 2012

To these sing-alongs 🎤of siren 🧜🏻‍♀️songs
To oohs😮 to ahhs😱 to 👏big👏applause👏
With all of my 😡anger I scream🤬 and shout📢
🇺🇸America🦅, I love you 🥰but you're freaking 💦me 😳out
Biscuit Hider
When I rank how hot the characters in Mighty Magiswords are, I use a Kelvin scale. Then I jack off into a Chicago deep dish pizza and serve it to New Yorkers who say it’s the best thing they’ve ever eaten. Come at me.

Desert Bus
May 9, 2004

Take 1 tablet by mouth daily.

limp_cheese posted:

Heart goon: Maybe what you're dealing with is survivor's guilt. Surviving something that should kill you is weird and it isn't helped when you have a bunch of people telling you how lucky you are. You should be happy and relieved, but you're not because you don't know how to process what's happened and what it means. Therapy is useful and if it works for you try it. Otherwise you just need to give it time for your mind to come to terms. You'll probably fall into drugs and alcohol, which is fine, just try to be mindful so you don't suddenly find yourself drowning in the stuff. If you go the non-therapy route I would suggest some psychedelics like mushrooms or acid. Just be sure to be honest with yourself, which is harder than it sounds.

I wish I could say you'll totally get over this but whenever you explain what happened to someone those feelings will come back. Hopefully by then you'll learn how to manage it. Good luck and try to enjoy the fact you have time now.

my nigga have you tried lsd?

Solice Kirsk
Jun 1, 2004

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fruit on the bottom posted:

When I rank how hot the characters in Mighty Magiswords are, I use a Kelvin scale. Then I jack off into a Chicago deep dish pizza and serve it to New Yorkers who say it’s the best thing they’ve ever eaten. Come at me.

I'm gonna choke you to death with a hot dog sandwich while tipping the appropriate 5% and then put pineapple all over your circumcision!

Police Automaton
Mar 17, 2009
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LOOK AT insightful post
"It's a pretty good post."
HATE post
"I don't understand"
SHIT ON post
"You shit on the post. Why."

RFC2324 posted:

be nice, she's losing her mind to old age

which might explain why she posts on SA

hell, same

congrats college goon! Nothing matters! Try to be as comfortable for your ride as you can. It will be over before you know it.

christmas boots
Oct 15, 2012

To these sing-alongs 🎤of siren 🧜🏻‍♀️songs
To oohs😮 to ahhs😱 to 👏big👏applause👏
With all of my 😡anger I scream🤬 and shout📢
🇺🇸America🦅, I love you 🥰but you're freaking 💦me 😳out
Biscuit Hider

Solice Kirsk posted:

I'm gonna choke you to death with a hot dog sandwich while tipping the appropriate 5% and then put pineapple all over your circumcision!

Hot Dog, pizza. Either way I die doing what I loved: lewd acts with sandwiches.

kalel
Jun 19, 2012

My non anonymous confession is that I really don't like regular pizza unless it has toppings. Preferably some sort of meat or, even better, seafood. You have not LIVED until you've had pizza with shrimp, scallops and calamari stuffed on top.

Crab Dad
Dec 28, 2002

behold i have tempered and refined thee, but not as silver; as CRAB


SciFiDownBeat posted:

My non anonymous confession is that I really don't like regular pizza unless it has toppings. Preferably some sort of meat or, even better, seafood. You have not LIVED until you've had pizza with shrimp, scallops and calamari stuffed on top.

A bunch of store bought seafood? How quaint.



tgacon
Mar 22, 2009

loquacius posted:

I quote:
I just graduated from college. It took a longer time than usual (6 years, though my program has 3 semesters of student teaching). My parents and friends all ask me: "So, are you excited? You're finally done!"

My confession is that I'm not excited. I'm glad I'm done in the sense that I'm glad to not have homework or tests (except the ones I administer) any more, but I don't feel like I really accomplished anything. I've turned in so many assignments that were done the night before, only to receive accolades and perfect grades. I've never gotten less than an A, but I've never actually had to try my best. The rest of the people in the cohort of student teachers I was placed in constantly complained about deadlines and difficult assignments, but I never felt the same way. I've even turned in assignments that explicitly did not fit the rubric and still got 100% marks. I'm honestly not bragging at all, I just don't feel like I've ever had to do anything that actually required anything more than a modicum of effort. How can I be excited about something I basically just pulled out of my rear end, over and over?

I've always felt like this, throughout my whole school career. I'm not sure if working will be better or worse, but for all that I've done, I feel no sense of accomplishment or pride. I don't think I'm depressed or anything, but college ending for me seems like such a non-event. Of course, I can't tell anyone that, so I have to create this song and dance about how excited I am to finally be done and how much of a struggle it was. Am I wrong to feel ennui about this part of my life ending?

If it is any consolation, I empathize completely. I just finished a teacher cert program myself and was similarly unimpressed with both the rigor of the program and my cohort of teachers-to-be. The actual job is pretty goddamn hard, and you may find the challenges more engaging. Hang in there!

DACK FAYDEN
Feb 25, 2013

Bear Witness

fruit on the bottom posted:

When I rank how hot the characters in Mighty Magiswords are, I use a Kelvin scale. Then I jack off into a Chicago deep dish pizza and serve it to New Yorkers who say it’s the best thing they’ve ever eaten. Come at me.
Unironically forgot about Magiswords Goon(s), have we heard from them lately

Bust Rodd
Oct 21, 2008

by VideoGames
I will never forget for as long as I live the moment when I crossed the stage, accepted my diploma for my 5 years of college and the first thought I had before I walked off was “oh cool you’re unemployed”

Runaktla
Feb 21, 2007

by Hand Knit

Bust Rodd posted:

I will never forget for as long as I live the moment when I crossed the stage, accepted my diploma for my 5 years of college and the first thought I had before I walked off was “oh cool you’re unemployed”

Art History or Sociology?

Bust Rodd
Oct 21, 2008

by VideoGames

Runaktla posted:

Art History or Sociology?

:negative:
...Sociology

Vermin Tanager
Jul 2, 2007

LingcodKilla posted:

A bunch of store bought seafood? How quaint.

Doesn't the crust seem a bit soggy when it's ocean-fresh though?

Solice Kirsk
Jun 1, 2004

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LingcodKilla posted:

A bunch of store bought seafood? How quaint.





Looks bad Tom.

Bust Rodd
Oct 21, 2008

by VideoGames
What if your pizza smelled WORSE than it looks!?!

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loquacius
Oct 21, 2008

I just had some clam pizza in New Haven a couple days ago, actually. It was real real good.

quote:

I crap 3 times a day typically.  I know this is more than normal but I've always been this way.  I probably have some mild bowel condition.

Also I've been told most of my life I'm handsome.  But I've also been basically told I'm ugly.  I'm somewhat racially mixed, one of the darker European with UK so I guess it's a type thing.  I probably fit a tall, dark and handsome stereotype and 99% of the time if I smile at a woman when I walk pass they will smile back.  That old man happiness thread made me think of this; I'm in my mid 40s.  I feel for really hideous people who cannot smile at someone and get a smile in return.  It must be soul crushing.

I personally am devastatingly handsome but too socially anxious to smile at strangers even for validation

It's ok I guess

Subject line: "I beat up a retarded kid"

quote:

It was common for our school to require slumping seniors to do basically community service during blocks that we didn't have classes instead of just letting us do whatever before handing out diplomas and letting us go off to colleges we'd already gotten acceptance letters for. In my case I'd accepted a really good scholarship to a state university, had finished all my high school graduation requirements, and was only taking one AP science class and a pair of art electives so I had tons of free time.
As was a common practice they asked me to partner up with an underclassman who was having educational problems in school and kind of mentor them during some of their blocks. I was fine with volunteering for that since one of the careers I was considering was teaching. What was not normal was that they assigned me to a freshman who was about 250 pounds, had the IQ and restraint of a 7 year old and who acted out by performing sexual assaults. I should note they didn't warn me about the last part at all, and this kid shouldn't have been in public without a professional minder, but hey, tricking a high school senior to volunteer for that costs less money than paying a caretaker, right?
So this retard's "thing" was to wait until someone's back was turned, grab them around the waist, and try to jam his other hand as far up the person's butt as possible, right through their pants. He obviously had a record of doing this to school staff so I think they gave him to me because I wasn't much smaller than him and had been practicing judo constantly since middle school. I still would have appreciated a warning.
The first class I did with him was math. For some reason he was in the remedial freshman math level, which was more or less standard first year middle school math, and obviously it was completely wasted on him. The teacher gave me some picture books and just said to "keep him quiet", which seemed easy enough and probably let me put down my guard too much.
Class ended, and I got up to take him to the next class. As I led him out the door, he grabbed me around the waist with his left arm and tried to stick his entire right hand as far up my rear end as possible. Obviously this seriously sucked so I grabbed his left forearm, swept him around in front of me and fired him as hard as possible into the drywall creating a pretty sizable dent.
That took 150% of the fight right out of him and he just dropped to the ground and started retard-screaming. His regular caretaker came back from her break or whatever and couldn't make headway getting him functional again. His mother had to be called to the school to calm him down take him home.
I was suspended for a week while the administration scrambled to cover themselves. Coincidentally when I refused to sign a false statement saying that the caretaker was present during the incident and that I'd attacked the retard for no reason, the school board decided to suspend me until the end of the year and not let me walk at graduation. That wasn't a hill I really wanted to die on so I told them to go gently caress themselves, got my diploma in the mail and called it good enough.
Three years later, when I was in college, there was a fairly significant local news story where a mentally disabled man raped and murdered a high school girl. One guess as to who it was. What I didn't know at the time was that he was a son of a bank executive and former ex-councilman of the town. He was found not competent to stand trial and was placed in a mental care facility for effectively life, but I would have been happy to see him put down like a dangerous animal. I feel this incident really soured me on trying to become a teacher and negatively colored my views on retarded people- I just don't feel safe around them any more.

I'm not really sure someone with the mind of a 7-year-old would be capable of doing that last part but I guess I don't know many 7-year-olds

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