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Okay, I don't have time to answer this question right now, myself. But, I will at some point in time.

The idea for this thread is for those willing, to post a synopsis of their life story. Who they are, what major or not so major life events shaped them. I think it might do us all a little good to understand where each person is coming from and why they believe what they do.

I'm asking that there be no flaming or criticism in this thread, if you want to debate the validity of someone's life experience please do it elsewhere. I'll warn you now that I will personally report any flaming or rudeness toward others immidiately to the Mods.

If you have questions or desire clarification on something someone said, feel free to ask, but keep any criticism to yourself please. Thanks

Nerdy weird kid in elementary school, antisocial violent kid in high school, drug user in college, petty criminal afterwards (selling drugs, acting as muscle for a Philly area small time dealer, collecting money at the end of a pistol), Normal working guy now.

Painfully normal throughout life. Haven't been great or bad at anything in life, always average. Has aspirations of getting what I need to get by and not wanting to put in the extra effort needed to get beyond that.

born in Blackpool 21st Nov 1987, my sister was born just over a year later on Xmas day 1988, then in 1991 my brother was born during that time i moved house a lot, i went to a lovely primary school called Lytham Hall Park for seven years during which i moved house a few times, i left there with 3x level 5s in my sats, then i got a scholarship to a private high school, went there for 5 years, made the best friends i've ever had in my life! During high school i moved house a few more times, my grandma ded, my grandad died and there was a huge fire at my dad's business and since it was a garage it was comletely destroyed so he started doing something else till he got ill then died when i was 14. I left high school with 9x GCSEs and started at 6th form college (where i still am) about a year later my mum started seeing an old family friend, she got engaged to him, we moved in with him and his 5 kids then we al moved to the Lake District, and that is my fascinating life story!

primary school party pooper, high school victim/ party boy, college - band member, weedaholic, good lover. uni - weedhead alcoholic, poor student, good lover, quit band, new band, bad band, no band, no girl. 2:2. life - kitchen porter, insurance seller, own album with more in pipeline, traveller, home to my parents, distrbutor... tbc

Born 1987, mediocre

Born August 23, 1986
Was a terrible child, a terror for my parents
Got kicked out of Elementry school for being crazy
Got into lots of fights in middle school
Did good in school anyway
Got a scholarship to Worcester Academy
Started playing football and lacrosse, got really strong
In Senior year now

Nifty little thread
Born Aug 9th 1976
had an average childhood, was an average student, then came high school and college where I rebelled and became the me I always knew I could be and wanted to be and now I don't want to have children because you get back ten times what you gave your parents and I'm skeered. :p

I was born in Harrisburg,PA on 9/9/87. Since then I've lived in Philly,Chestertown MD, and Dover, DE. My father (who I never really knew) died of cancer when i was 14. I'm a middle child, I'm the "smart" one in the family, I'm a senior in high school right now, and the most important thing I ever did was getting kicked out of my house and staying with me sister for 3 months, 9 ppl in a 2 bedroom house outside of Harrisburg (6 kids between the ages of 1-8 and three adults myself included), I learned that the most important thing you can ever do in life is to break outside of your comfort zone and that you can take alot more crap in your life then you really think you can. I also learned the value of what real stress is. Stress isn't what am I going to wear tomarrow, or damn I have a research paper due tomarrow, real stress is knowing that you have the lives of 6 kids in your hands, and if you fuck up, you can't turn back.

I was born in Harrisburg,PA on 9/9/87. Since then I've lived in Philly,Chestertown MD, and Dover, DE. My father (who I never really knew) died of cancer when i was 14. I'm a middle child, I'm the "smart" one in the family, I'm a senior in high school right now, and the most important thing I ever did was getting kicked out of my house and staying with me sister for 3 months, 9 ppl in a 2 bedroom house outside of Harrisburg (6 kids between the ages of 1-8 and three adults myself included), I learned that the most important thing you can ever do in life is to break outside of your comfort zone and that you can take alot more crap in your life then you really think you can. I also learned the value of what real stress is. Stress isn't what am I going to wear tomarrow, or damn I have a research paper due tomarrow, real stress is knowing that you have the lives of 6 kids in your hands, and if you fuck up, you can't turn back.


I dig that.

*comes in, expecting a topic about those weird "Who are you?" Nintendo ads* *sees that it's not about that* Seriously, I was expecting that.


...that's TECHINCALLY part of my life story, so NYAH!

Born 8/8/84 in Regina, Canada. Quiet, introverted through elementary school. Geeky, smart through high school. Now less geeky, more politically vocal in university. Calm, grateful and rather happy through the whole way. I was fortunate enough to travel in my younger years and hope to start doing so again once gainfully employed.

I'm a slacker now. Hey, might as well enjoy life, why get all stressed out about it?

Thanks! Now I have that song "Who Are You" by "The Who" stuck in my head.. haha, I might come back and share later :)

whooo hooo, look at all the Leos in up in hyah!

Born August 8, 1980 in San Jose. Moved to N. Central Idaho in Jan. 1982. Youngest of 4 children. Slightly psychotic childhood. Realatively normal teen years. Spent 4.5 years in the Army playing with heavy explosives, meeting Secretary of Defense, impressing the brass. Met my wife in the Army, now expecting 3rd child. Manage 250 apartments in town.

Born Febuary 15, 1985. Nearly choked to death as umbelical cord circled around neck twice during delivery. Somehow managed to twist and turn.
Lived a moderately normal life been slightly above average in studies but below average at sports ever since getting a very bad leg injury due to faulty escalator accident at the age of 9. Been living a average and happy life although father nearly went bankrupt twice doing business. Managed to recover for the first one. Still Struggling to recover from a current one with millions in debt stemming since 1997 crash.

Aspiring to be wealthy yet ethical businessman at the same time. To build an financial empire based on selling environmental clean up technology to help clean up wastes in South East Asia and world wide. Maybe solve worlds fresh water problem as well. :D

whooo hooo, look at all the Leos in up in hyah!

Hey, it looks like we really are more willing to talk about ourselves. Maybe that zodiac stuff is right after all...

Hey, it looks like we really are more willing to talk about ourselves. Maybe that zodiac stuff is right after all...
lol and wanting to rule.....playing NationStates :)

Born April 6,1973

Got 2 sisters in the next 4 years, raised in a single parent household primarily in an all white town in backwater Oregon. I am a multi-racial chick so that was interesting. Was a tomboy and was really mad when puberty hit and I could not catch a football worth a damn anymore, my boobs got in the way. Became a major bookworm and read anything I could get my hands on all through primary and secondary school and knew way to much for my own good. Would tick off teachers by correcting them, or by using alternate spellings for words and arguing they were right and won. Was pretty quiet in High school got decent grades, went loony in my senior year and dropped out to go adventuring. Got raped on my 19th birthday. Went into Live-in Caregiving, did that for several years got preggers. The father of my baby freaked and I met my ex-hubby. Got married, regretted ever since. Left him 5 years later, met a woman that I had a relationship with for 2 years, she died suddenly of an illness. Moved back to the towm my mother and sisters lived in, found NS. Spent tons of time here trying to deal with the loss of my GF. Got my GED and went to college. Met my honey on here, is now happily engaged....

I was born too early. Literally. I was born 2 1/2 months premature and spent the first two weeks of my life in an incubator. After I got out of that, I became a kid who just didn't fit in to what the "cool" kids were doing and that probably forced me further inside, where I often created my own little worlds but lived in fear that someone would discover that "world" and ridicule me for creating it.

Fitting in would become a constant struggle for the first 14 years or so of my life until I got to high school and basically had to learn how to interact with people around my own age. The most common statement about me at 14 was that I was "14 going on 40." Things changed after I got into high school as people started to like me for me. As I got older, the kid who struggled through his first 14 years of life began to change inexorably, but instead of dying, he just got suppressed somehow.

Fast forward to NationStates. I started Sarzonia on 22 March, not knowing that the simple act of creating a "country" would suddenly give me a forum where I could show people the "world" I created and not only avoid ridicule, but in fact earn respect for it. Another of the traits that remained dormant for so long as a kid was a lifelong love of reading books. When I started getting serious about my participation on the boards, I took an interest in books on military equipment or strategy or writing. It fed into a rekindling of my love of reading as I discovered that for all the wonders of the Internet, there's still nothing that quite compares to curling up with a good book.

Born in 1971. Father unemployed alcoholic, mother died of cancer. Stepfather retired army commander.
Parents divorced when i was 4, been with my mother. Often alone, since she worked shifts. Lived with grandma, trouble in school, violent kid. Experimental boarding school with a lot of pupil responsibility, learned such. After getting degree internship in an advertising agency, evening school for advertising professionals, leaving home. Changed field of expertise to graphics after degree, worked for graphics bureau, advertising and now pre-press. Expert in digital touch-up and print layout. Several girlfriends, longest time for four years until she went mad. Not angry, but completely batshit including two years mental institution. Single right now. Cynic, but laid back most of the time.

Excellent thread by the way. Kudos personal responsibilit.

Excellent thread by the way. Kudos personal responsibilit.

I thought with all the arguing we do here, it might help to have a better understanding of where people are coming from and give us each the oppertunity to see the similarities, differences and humanity of each other. Looks like its working so far.

I suppose I should do my history.

Born March 21st 1988, in Albany NY, I was born with a birth defect called Spinabifida and can't walk easily without support of something, I also have complications with going to the bathroom so I must use adult-diapers. I was adopted when I was 18 months old to an insurance agent father, and a stay-at-home mother and a seven year old sister. When I was three we adopted my brother - who is the most annoying and evil-hearted person I know. At two years old I started going to a pre-school for kids with disabilities, and met three very kind people there that I still know today.

When I was about five years old my mother asked me if I wanted to be home-schooled and I said yes, and from then on I have been home-schooled and will be until college. Home-schooling has brought me to much greater heights than my public-school friends due to the high standards my mother has, and the low standards and how horrible most public schools are today. My mother, dispite having skipped class and such alot in school, is very smart and got a full scholarship to some pristigous all-girls university but declined to go because she was getting married at the time.

My father grew up in a poor family of five siblings, his father was a factory worker and they sometimes didn't have anything to eat for days, he was the first in his family to get a college degree, he graduated from Seton Hall University with a masters degree in business.

All through my life, I have always had homosexual thoughts, and thought that males were attractive, I never once thought about girls, and just recently I accepted myself as gay and three months later came out to my whole family (one at a time) starting with my brother, because dispite him being the most evil-hearted person I know, he'd understand the most. I then went on to tell my sister, and aunt (shes 16, was adopted when my mother was 30), they didn't care, just like my brother and didn't treat me any different or act different around me because of it. I knew my mom wouldn't have a single bad thought about it because all through-out my life my mother has tought me that everyone is equal dispite their sexual preference and all that other hoopla. When I told her she didn't have any kind of shock - in fact - she said she already knew and suspected I am. Whew, glad that was over with.

Soon after I came out to all my family, I decided to come out to my friends. All 12 of them. Surprisingly six of them came out to me aswell, and one of my three friends from pre-school is now, my boyfriend. We've been going out for about three or so months and love each other just so much, there isn't a single moment that goes by that I don't thinkl of him, I can't stand to not see him every day. It's wonderful finding the one and only person I want to spend the rest of my life with at such a tender age.


I skipped a heck of alot of things, which I might get back to later, but I have to abruptly stop right here because I have to go do something.

:headbang:

Awesome thread. So much hurting in the world. Don't worry, we're all not alone.

Hugs for everybody. :)

just another average joe (jake) in high school (UK) system

waiting for revolution or nazi takeover to rebel in

(sighs) puts gun and red flag into cupboard

Okay, this is a bit long, but here's mine...
Born 10/18/73, Denver, CO USA (for those of you who don't use U.S. date keeping 18 Oct 1973)

I was the first of four children (1 brother, 2 sisters) born into a devout Seventh-Day-Adventist Christian family. Had family worship every evening for as far back as I have memories. Up until I was 8 we weren't allowed to watch anything on TV except occasionally Mr. Rogers and Seseame St. Was mostly vegeterian until my teens.

My father, who was my hero at the time and still is to some degree though I realize he was human now, was a school teacher in the Adventist school system,which ment we moved alot. (Montrose, CO, Millersburg, PA, Loveland, CO, Pueblo, CO, Marion, IL,prior to his death and Casper, WY, Berrien Springs, MI, Niles, MI, and Keene, TX since) My father was killed in a tractor accident when I was 8 leaving my mom with 4 kids under the age of 8 to care for. Her parents moved to our small farm to help take care of us about 6 months later and Mom went to work for the first time since before I was born. Between my Grandparents and a lot of help from our church we survived and in some senses thrived though we were poor. My grandpa taught us to work in out 2 acre garden and care for animals, mostly chickens, which also supplimented our food budget.

I was an exceptional student(did 1st, 2nd and half of 3rd grade in a year and could have skipped others if my parents let me) in gradeschool and was also athletically gifted, at least compared to my peers. I play tennis, basketball, football, racketball, disc golf and was really good at kids games like capture the flag, darebase and kickball. I was in first grade when my dad died and he was the very popular principle of the school. When he died, I went from being the most popular lower grader to the least. I don't know why no one seemed to like me... maybe they just couldn't relate or maybe I couldn't.

I would go home frequently in tears to my mother wondering why the kids were so mean to me. I was very conscientous about behaving well and this probably didn't help, but like my mom said, just because someone else wants to do bad things doesn't make it right. I always did my best to stick up for what was right to the best of my ability and knowledge, at least back then.
Of course, during this time I was also faced with difficult questions about God, existance, life, death, etc. I was raised to believe that God was loving, and merciful and just, but I didn't understand how He could let my father die if that was true.

I spent a lot of time roaming the fields around our home with my Bible and my cat from the time I was 8 until I was 10 or 11, questioning God, complaining to Him, yelling at Him, crying to Him, praying to Him, reading my Bible trying to make sense of my father's death. Over the course of that time, I began to understand the great controversy between God and Lucifer. I began to see that God loved us enough to give us free will and desires only our love for Him and others out of free will in return and that His government is built up this and that only by living in harmony with this love can we exist in all of the joy, peace and grace He created us for. I understood that Lucifer had chosen to rebel against this out of the prideful determination that he new a better way and deserved equal authority as his Creator had. In so doing he cut himself off from the source of life and decieved humanity into following him, that death, suffering and pain were never intended to be a part of God's creation but were the result of sin, which God had to allow because He gave us a free will. When I figured that out, I found peace with God and the world regarding my father.

Shortly there after, my mother re-married and Adventist pastor, who was no longer allowed to be a pastor because, even though his wife left him, he had re-married. He had been a drill sargent in the Army during Nam, was German and very quick tempered. He was both verbally and physically abusive to me and my sibs though not anywhere near the kind of abuse he went through as a child, and he wasn't all evil. I found pornography in his closet when I was 11 and that started an on and off problem for years and contributed to bad relationships, and I have only recently been able to remove its influence from my life. He also taught me how to defend myself, shoot guns and arguing with him about religous thing also taught me to understand scripture in a deeper way. I do believe that he just never learned how to have real relationships with people, even those of us he loved. He died of cancer when I was in my mid-twenties.

When I got to academy (Adventist boarding highschool), I very quickly figured out there was more to life than following the rules simply because they exist and that studying didn't have to be my life. I was still a very principled person and never did anything I believed to be morally wrong, I just didn't play by all of the school rules or my step-dads for that matter. I passed my classes by being a good test taker, cause I almost never did homework I couldn't complete in class. I was still basically a social out cast. Sort of a friend to everyone, but not really included by anyone. The girls I liked and asked out didn't want to date me. They all wanted to talk to me for advice about their deadbeat boyfriends, but none of them wanted to be with a kind, thoughtful decent guy. (seen this enough in other places as well to be relatively unsympathetic when women complain that men behave like adolescents, they socialize them to behave that way then wonder why they never grow up). One summer I worked as a student literature evangelist and had several amazing experiences, but one taught me to a certainty that God has a purpose for me here. I dropped myself on my head from about 12 ft in the air in such a way the the paramedics that took me to the hospital, to my brother that I should be dead. The impact should have snapped my neck instantly. I believe I am alive because I have a guardian angel.

When I got to college a relatively popular girl showed interest in me. I married her in spite of my family having major concerns about how much we argued and how she treated me (mildly physically abusive at times though she did hit me hard enough in the stomach to knock the wind out of me once). I believed that if I was just a loving example she'd come around. I was wrong, though I think that may have changed by now. After 5yrs of marriage we divorced, but before the divorce, but while we were seperating, I made an even bigger mistake. I got involved with an older married women where I worked. She was unhappy in her marriage, which was only a marriage of convenience anyway and I deluded myself into somehow thinking what I was doing would be okay if she left her husband and married. I loved her kid and thought it would all work out though I did feel somewhat guilty about the situation. She started giving me a hard time about not being rich and tried to talk me out of paying a faithful tithe and going to church regularly, it was this that eventually convinced me that I had made yet another terrible mistake. Our relationship was on and off for a year and a half, what took me so long to wake up I couldn't say except that when you indulge selfish tendencies it takes a long time to overcome them.

It is kind of wierd to say, but it was tithing, something my parents taught me at a young age with my allowance, that kept me from further falling away from my faith. Anyway, after I left that relationship and started participating more in my church and working with kids at a street ministry, I met my wife and we've been married for 2&1/2 years. I am still enraptured with her love and all of the new things and world travel being married to a woman from another country entails (South Africa, Mozambique, Croatia, France, Austria, UK, Poland, Czech Rep. and a few others). I continue to grow in my walk with God and my fellow man.

My college ed. includes a BS in psychology and a minor in religion. I am currently employed as a UM Coordinator in a community mental health agency and have worked as a social worker for 7 years with the developementally disabled adult and severely mentally ill adult populations. My wife and I just recently bought a house.

That's the jist of my life I suppose, minus a few thousand details.

I don't know

My thoughts is thought
it is never my self
I had thought that my thought is my self
but now I am aware
I made a terrible mistake

My experience is experience
It is never my self
I had thought that my expereince is my self
but now I am aware
I made a terrible mistake

My emotions are emotions
they are never my self
I had thought that my emotions are my self
but now I am aware
I made a terrible mistake

But then,
who am I?

Yes it is true, that through
thought, experience and feeling
I manifest my self
but also
I manifest my self
when I break out
of all of these

I am not such a limited self,
conceptualized self,
as to exist apart from others!
I alone
am the most noble
I embrace all

What an indescribable, subtle
being I am! I cannot in
speaking or writing
put down who I am!

Born 24 august 1962 (yup, old as the hills) I'm a twin with two other brothers and a sister.

I had an average, if fun time at school and went on to college.
I have worked in a museum building bears, boats and stuff.
Worked in a garage as a panel beater (body shop) until it went bust then worked for the IBM for a while.
Got married to my beautiful wife when I was 22 and had a variety of jobs until I suffered a breakdown caused by stress (was manager of a department in a factory making gas measuring instruments).
Along the way we had three kids, two of which have ADHD, it's world war three every day in our house! :(
Am now a school janitor, the pay may be crap but I get a free house and no stress! also working with young kids is brilliant, they are far easier to work with than adults ;)
Had a real scare a couple of years ago when my wife contracted viral encephalitis and nearly died, it's left her disabled but at least I still have her and she can now walk again, albeit with the aid of a crutch.
I am probably as happy now as I have ever been, life is good :)

Born 21 November 1983 (share a birthday with Tink :)) in Belfast, and am an only child. Had pretty unpleasant childhood mainly due to the break-up of parents' marriage (although there were a few other things, such as an isolated incident of abuse), although I now understand that it was totally the right thing to have done (father was not a very nice person - alco and wife beater). I was a nightmare of a teenager - partly usual teenage angst, but moreover clinical depression, which I still have but which is under control.

I have 11 GCSEs, 3 A levels and an AS level, various other qualifications (such as RSA etc). Currently in final year of a degree in Criminology, which has been completely shite as it's not actually Criminology as anyone understands it. Intending to do a Masters in Political Conflict, thus changing my intended career path. I work part-time as a legal secretary after doing it full-time in the summer. Wasn't very popular at grammar school, and am not especially at university, but not really bothered so long as I mean something to those that mean something to me.

Extremely wry and cynical, take very little at face value, complete atheist, very diverse political attitudes. Last April met a man who matches me exactly in those regards, so to date nearly two years of amazingly fun world-bashing has been my pleasure.

Interests include video games (GTA, Manhunt, Hitman: Contracts are current favourites - is there a pattern?! Well, I like the Sims as well :)), rock music (Queen, Bon Jovi, Metallica, Iron Maiden. G n R et al), reading, occasionally writing, pubs, TV, internet and generally twatting about.

Still suffer from a few off days here and there, but am generally very happy at present; good-ish job with potential prospects, nice home, a few good and close friends, wonderful boyfriend and (for the most part!) lovely family. What else does one really need?

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Thanks! Now I have that song "Who Are You" by "The Who" stuck in my head.. haha, I might come back and share later :)

I woke up in a Soho doorway
A policeman knew my name
He said "You can go sleep at home tonight
If you can get up and walk away"

I staggered back to the underground
And the breeze blew back my hair
I remember throwin' punches around
And preachin' from my chair

Well, who are you? (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)
I really wanna know (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)
Tell me, who are you? (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)
'Cause I really wanna know (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)

I took the tube back out of town
Back to the Rollin' Pin
I felt a little like a dying clown
With a streak of Rin Tin Tin

I stretched back and I hiccupped
And looked back on my busy day
Eleven hours in the Tin Pan
God, there's got to be another way

Well, who are you? (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)
I really wanna know (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)
Tell me, who are you? (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)
'Cause I really wanna know (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)

I know there's a place you walked
Where love falls from the trees
My heart is like a broken cup
I only feel right on my knees

I spit out like a sewer hole
Yet still recieve your kiss
How can I measure up to anyone now
After such a love as this?

Born in Toronto, Ontario, Canada in 1989, average kid in elementary school, honor roll in high school. Didn't have any friends until age 10, now actually pretty popular.Politically, i gained political conciousness at age 12, as a liberal, and my views becane conservative around July 2004. Oh, and i'm also a bass player. Picked up double bass in gr.6 because it was the biggest instrument, and I fell in love with it. This February, I picked up an electric, and play it along with standup.

I was born in Connecticut in 1972. When I was less than a year old, my biological father left. My mother had to take care of my 3 year old sister and me all by herself. Without a high school diploma, she ended up going on welfare while she went back to school. Then she got a job as a shipfitter at Electric Boat Shipyards(they build nuclear subs). Eventually, she saved enough money to quit and go to business school. SHe then got a better job. And a better job. Eventually working at Northeast Utilities. I was eight by then. My sister ten.

I ate a lot of peanut butter and oatmeal growing up. It's affected me. After a few thousand peanut butter sandwiches, you start playing with them instead of eating them. Peanut butter and oatmeal is a hell of a plaything. My sister began to hate me for it, however. My life as a troublemaker had begun.

When I was fourteen, my mother built her own house. It was in a nice wooded area near a lake(a glorified pond). I would spend all day playing in the woods and swamps. I'd swim in the lake. It was a great place to be a teenager. I went out for High School wrestling. I discovered the joys of cutting weight. I loved wrestling, but I will never miss that unhealthy bullshit.

As a freshman in High School, as an initiation, I had to pull a prank on the High School football team. Undaunted, I waited until they were at practice, snuck into the locker room, unscrewed all the showerheads and dumped packets of Strawberry jell-o mix into them. That was a great prank. I had developed an instant reputation around the school. Unfortunately, some of the footballers were also wrestlers and they leaked who had done it. Their revenge wasn't pretty. For about two months, I was the most tortured freshman in the history of my school. I'm not sure how I survived.

But survive I did. Causing trouble had become a way of life for me. I'd pull pranks on anyone. Bigger guys, smaller guys. Freshmen. Seniors. I had a good sense of humor for pranks pulled on me. Which made them much more common. In my senior year, I duct-taped a freshman naked to a toilet. THe loudmouthed little twerp had been bugging the hell out of very large people that he really shouldn't have. They were preparing to grab him and polerack him(that's when you ram someone repeatedly groin-first into a flagpole or similar unyielding surface). Being a victim of such treatment myself as a freshman, I had mercy on him and convinced the others to let me deal with him. I duct-taped him to the toilet. But he went to the principal and I got in trouble. Almost expelled. My mother was furious at the school. Not because of the trouble I had caused, but at the double-standard at the school of ignoring all the hijinks I and others had caused until it became inconvenient of them to do so. She demanded that they expel every prankster and bully that ever got caught.

Well, I still got a 5-day suspension. but I didn't get expelled. I also learned a valuable lesson; I learned it's easier to mess with people I know than with total strangers. A lesson I took with me to college.

Unfortunately, money became a problem and in order to further my education, I joined the U.S. Navy. I was an EW(Electronic Warfare Technician). It was the perfect job for me. When every life on the ship depends on your ability to do your job to the best of your ability, it really puts things in perspective. Trivialities in your life really melt away. You learn what's truly important.

When I left the Navy 5 years later, I went back to school. I also started clowning at kids' parties to earn extra money. I mostly did magic(which was a hobby of mine). A number of friendly professional clowns gave me good advice on how to broaden my talents and hone my skills. Good people. I graduated from college and went to work at United Technologies. What a hellhole! After less than a year, I decided to become a professional clown instead. I went to clown camp in Minnesota and six weeks later, I went to work as a clown.

I've never looked back. Two years ago, I met a girl named Sarah. Actually, she pulled me over for speeding. Hehehe. We hooked up and were an instant match. I married her this past January and my son was born in April.

Most of my day is spend caring for my son, boinking my wife, working as a clown, working as a blackjack dealer part-time(great benefits package), hanging out with my equally rowdy friends, working out, reading or corrupting my nephews.

When I have spare time, I spend it here. I rarely sleep.

I was born in Connecticut in 1972. When I was less than a year old, my biological father left. My mother had to take care of my 3 year old sister and me all by herself. Without a high school diploma, she ended up going on welfare while she went back to school. Then she got a job as a shipfitter at Electric Boat Shipyards(they build nuclear subs). Eventually, she saved enough money to quit and go to business school. SHe then got a better job. And a better job. Eventually working at Northeast Utilities. I was eight by then. My sister ten.

I ate a lot of peanut butter and oatmeal growing up. It's affected me. After a few thousand peanut butter sandwiches, you start playing with them instead of eating them. Peanut butter and oatmeal is a hell of a plaything. My sister began to hate me for it, however. My life as a troublemaker had begun.

When I was fourteen, my mother built her own house. It was in a nice wooded area near a lake(a glorified pond). I would spend all day playing in the woods and swamps. I'd swim in the lake. It was a great place to be a teenager. I went out for High School wrestling. I discovered the joys of cutting weight. I loved wrestling, but I will never miss that unhealthy bullshit.

As a freshman in High School, as an initiation, I had to pull a prank on the High School football team. Undaunted, I waited until they were at practice, snuck into the locker room, unscrewed all the showerheads and dumped packets of Strawberry jell-o mix into them. That was a great prank. I had developed an instant reputation around the school. Unfortunately, some of the footballers were also wrestlers and they leaked who had done it. Their revenge wasn't pretty. For about two months, I was the most tortured freshman in the history of my school. I'm not sure how I survived.

But survive I did. Causing trouble had become a way of life for me. I'd pull pranks on anyone. Bigger guys, smaller guys. Freshmen. Seniors. I had a good sense of humor for pranks pulled on me. Which made them much more common. In my senior year, I duct-taped a freshman naked to a toilet. THe loudmouthed little twerp had been bugging the hell out of very large people that he really shouldn't have. They were preparing to grab him and polerack him(that's when you ram someone repeatedly groin-first into a flagpole or similar unyielding surface). Being a victim of such treatment myself as a freshman, I had mercy on him and convinced the others to let me deal with him. I duct-taped him to the toilet. But he went to the principal and I got in trouble. Almost expelled. My mother was furious at the school. Not because of the trouble I had caused, but at the double-standard at the school of ignoring all the hijinks I and others had caused until it became inconvenient of them to do so. She demanded that they expel every prankster and bully that ever got caught.

Well, I still got a 5-day suspension. but I didn't get expelled. I also learned a valuable lesson; I learned it's easier to mess with people I know than with total strangers. A lesson I took with me to college.

Unfortunately, money became a problem and in order to further my education, I joined the U.S. Navy. I was an EW(Electronic Warfare Technician). It was the perfect job for me. When every life on the ship depends on your ability to do your job to the best of your ability, it really puts things in perspective. Trivialities in your life really melt away. You learn what's truly important.

When I left the Navy 5 years later, I went back to school. I also started clowning at kids' parties to earn extra money. I mostly did magic(which was a hobby of mine). A number of friendly professional clowns gave me good advice on how to broaden my talents and hone my skills. Good people. I graduated from college and went to work at United Technologies. What a hellhole! After less than a year, I decided to become a professional clown instead. I went to clown camp in Minnesota and six weeks later, I went to work as a clown.

I've never looked back. Two years ago, I met a girl named Sarah. Actually, she pulled me over for speeding. Hehehe. We hooked up and were an instant match. I married her this past January and my son was born in April.

Most of my day is spend caring for my son, boinking my wife, working as a clown, working as a blackjack dealer part-time(great benefits package), hanging out with my equally rowdy friends, working out, reading or corrupting my nephews.

When I have spare time, I spend it here. I rarely sleep.

Your mother sounds like a remarkable woman

Was Born 16 1/2 years ago.
Finds life extremely boring, juggling an adult mind with a teenage body. I find fashion puzzling, as I find confidence in being individual.
Quiet chap really, until someone hits the right notes. Not average, not special, but the exception to the rule.
Am waiting for something to happen, whilst trying to make something happen.

And I want to take over the world :D

You say I'm Insane, but the only way I know I'm Sane, is because I'm Insane.
- Justin Sane.

Born 1-4-66, Columbus, Ohio. Youngest of five kids. Early bloomer mentally. Read at two and a half. Skipped first grade. Eventually succumbed to pressure in and out of the home and became a chronic underachiever. Discovered as a junior in high school that I was a pretty good writer and have been working on the Great American Novel ever since. Graduated from Otterbein College with a BA in Public Relations. Tried law school and hated it. Went into journalism and became a news reporter and sports editor of a community weekly paper, which ended up screwing me. Worked for the Daily Racing Form as a track representative. Traveled the country covering Thoroughbred racing for seven years. Was eventually screwed out of that job when a new regime took over. Lost connections and ran out of songs to play. Went back to school and graduated from Franklin University with a BS in information technology just in time for the tech bubble to burst. Joined Mensa, met a lot of great people, and one beautiful woman whom I will marry in June. Moved to Pittsburgh in 2002 and now work on a computer help desk.

Your mother sounds like a remarkable woman

SHe is. Imagine going from being a high school dropout on welfare with two kids to owning your own house, having a great job and a college degree. It took an act of will that few could appreciate.

Not to mention putting up with me. :D

Born in 1989. Spent a childhood in NY and moved to NJ at age 7. Parts of my childhood I'd like to forget, for personal reasons.

Elementary school in NJ = shittiest years of my life. To make a long story short, I was harassed daily by a Neo-Nazi in 4th grade (the asshat school system fucked up and decided NOT to throw the book at the motherfucker). And it impacted my life in a way that I now hate Nazism with burning passion.

Middle school = blah - life sorta got better for me, but there was still residual shit I got due to my elementary school repuatation. Although, I did have a nice little circle of friends. I also became (and still am) very suspicious of people who feigned a false friendship towards me. Then came September 11 - I was in math class when the 1st tower was struck; that definitely changed me a bunch. I seemed to become much more aware of the world around me. From eighth grade on was when my life was TONS better.

And here I am in high school. As a freshman, I joined the school paper - probably the best decision I ever made. Writing on the paper has been the best experience of my life - there's just something really great to writing newspaper articles. I made so many new friends on the paper; the Editors are the most amazing bunch of people ever, and staying late at layout is lots of fun. It was at that point I decided I just had to become an editor on the paper. As a sophomore I continue to write for the paper, and hopefully I'll be an editor after the editor elections in March.

I play a couple sports: tennis, skiing, and I took up track and isshin-ryu karate this year.

I enjoy the music of Billy Joel, Bon Jovi, and Bruce Springsteen.

In eighth grade was when I became politically aware of myself - back then, I believe I was somewhat liberal. And in December 2003 I discovered NationStates!!! Yay!!! I continued being liberal until mid-2004; then I realized both Dems and Reps can both be *huge* idiots (adding to my cynicism). It was not until I read Ayn Rand's The Fountainhead earlier this yr that I realized I was libertarian at heart.


And as an interesting side-point, I should definitely note one anime that has given me things to ponder for the last four years: Gundam. In 6th grade I came across Gundam Wing on CTN; while it wasn't the greatest Gundam series ever, it opened the door for me to the other very thought-provoking Gundam series.

Great thread *Bump*

Politically, i gained political conciousness at age 12, as a liberal, and my views becane conservative around July 2004.

Sounds like a Churchill quote.

Born the son of an electrician (lower middle class) who was the son of a farmer, ended up because of family health issues taking over the farm (though lived 1/8 mile from it actually)
Mom a nurse of 30 years experience.


Early life:
Catholic school from grade kindergarten to 6th grade (7 years) transitioned to public Jr. High then public high school
Originally a band geek, found out I had talent in mechanics, electrical, and computer area’s
I chose computer …


Currently:
Started College in fall 01

Double major: Computer network modeling and simulation, and Computer network security (working on masters for both now)


Work:
Head of the Residential hall network (coordinator) connections 3000 +
Also work a part time night security guard job

Average of 65 – 72 hrs a week
Finishing up last semester before graduation with both majors. Full time student.


Um I sure there is more … just ask

Update. I'm 30 today.

Born Glen Cove, New York October 10th 1980. Parents divorced when I was 4, dad was a drunk/drug user. Nerd in elementary school, nerd in middle school(I read books at scholl, so I was considered a nerd), moved to Florida for high school. Took advantage of the new start and partied my way through high school. I was a terror to my parents up until I moved out, so at the ripe old age of 18 I apologized to my mom for being such an ass(I think all kids have/should apologize to their parents at least once). Then I was accidentally shot with a 357 hollow point. Spent the next year in and out of the hospital, until I was healthy enough to have the colostomy reversed. Met my gf, broke up with my gf, she turned up pregnant. Met my wife, dated for a while, she turned up pregnant. Still with my wife, for now(I seem to have a relationship problem) and have two kids, my joy in life. Good job, inspecting new cars for Lincoln/Mercury/Mazda dealer for 5 years now.

I was born in Cleveland, Ohio in 1977 to fairly normal, conservative, middle-class parents who are uberCatholic. Went to Catholic elementary school and all-girls high school and was a full-on academic nerd: straight A's, honor student, National Merit Scholar, the whole nine yards. Painfully shy and utterly sheltered by my parents, utterly rejected by most of my peers but managed to find a few incredible friends who I remain close to today. Wanted to be an astronomer for years and years until I discovered astronomy is 95% math; then got a bit lost. Majored in Art History and French at Case Western Reserve University and graduated summa cum laude despite attempting suicide halfway through. Had my first kiss at 15, first boyfriend at 20, married my second boyfriend at 23. Met him on the internet before going to St. Andrew's in Scotland to do my postgrad. He happens to be English, so I now live in Kent in England, soon to move to Sheffield in Yorkshire. Was working as a secretary for Social Services for the past year and a half, but I'm hoping to go into writing or museums in the near future. I'll probably do an MA or PhD course in 2005.

Outside work stuff, I'm huuuugely into music. My favourite band is U2 bar none, and this past year I've gotten very into Keane (with whom I have struck up something approaching a friendship, having met and communicated with them many times. They're lovely blokes.) I also like fantasy games, Lord of the Rings, that kind of thing, especially dragons. I collect soft toys. I love snakes and other reptiles, and sharks. I also love food a bit too much, although I have managed to lose about 35 pounds this year.

Politically/philosophically I'm...a bit apathetic I suppose. I'm much, much more liberal than my family - I voted Socialist in the last US election. For religion, I don't practise anymore and I'm not 100% convinced either way on whether there is a God but I'm currently leaning towards yes. I'm very skeptical about...well, pretty much everything, despite being a starry-eyed idealist; I do believe in evolution and feminism and the big bang; I don't believe in ghosts and demons and things that go bump in the night.

I'm sure that's far more than anyone cared to know so I'll stop now!

SHe is. Imagine going from being a high school dropout on welfare with two kids to owning your own house, having a great job and a college degree. It took an act of will that few could appreciate.

Not to mention putting up with me. :D

Powerful testimonial to what a person can accomplish with determination, self-disipline and intelligence. Very inspirational. :D

Um I sure there is more … just ask

Any specific occurances that have dramatically shaped the way you think, what you believe in, what is important to you?

Same question for everyone that didn't provide that kind of info...

Who they are, what major or not so major life events shaped them. I think it might do us all a little good to understand where each person is coming from and why they believe what they do.


Hm.... OK, if it is interesting for anyone...

- born in Northern Germany 1968
- normal time of school
- army (air force) 1987/88
- university 1988-1996, finished with the M.A. (Magister Artium/Master of Arts), main subject: History, other subjects: Musicology, Political Science
- living 4 years asindependet writer and church musician (organ)
- since 2000 working for a local newspaper

- married since 2002, father since april 2004
- Protestant (Lutheran), married with a catholic woman from Mexico
- Conservative, monarchist, but not organized in a political party
- interests: politics, computer/internet, history, football (soccer): active and passive, music

Any specific occurances that have dramatically shaped the way you think, what you believe in, what is important to you?

Same question for everyone that didn't provide that kind of info...
Ok shaping experiences

Faith:
No individual experiences … just general contact with Christianity (raised Roman Catholic) recently discovered (well discovered what they were about and realized I fit the term) I am agnostic/soft atheist
Also what has shaped some of my recent opinions …
Lets just say I was among my priests “Favorite” students at my elementary school/church … no personal abuse but it was close (matter of timing that nothing happened… not for lack of trying to get me alone, he even took me flying in a couple of 5 person prop airplanes … but I got lucky enough that some other students came with) though some of my bests friends were not so lucky

(This was in about 93 or so)

Lets just say even though they said he had to go away because of “stress” the parish knew better.

Anyways that event has started to shape my reality … I did not know about the abuse till recently of students (looking back I see all the times he tried and failed with me) but I was too young to know what was going on really (the implied … if he had DONE something to me I would have understood) and none of the boys came forward (publicly) till recently

Politics
While raised in a VERY right wing family I tend to lean just slightly left of center (liberal social but a little conservative … also swing down to libertarianism) lets just say on the political compass I was on the vertical center line … just slightly lower then horizontal centerline

But the shaping of my social views was I guess viewing of intolerance of people from even my family. I personally am strait … but I have one or two friends that are not … while my dad is a GREAT person to them to their face, when they are not around he gets on his moral high horse and goes off about it (great guy but that used to tweak me a bit)


Work Ethic
I guess my whole family is hard working … we do alright (upper middle class … family income of about 110 k a year … with 5 working people … though my two brothers are still base level jobs … high school sort of jobs like McDonald’s )
We all work two jobs actually … except for my parents … though they are way into their career so yeah…
Crazy workers all of them … sort of shaped my “do what you have to do to get along … work as needed … invest wisely and don’t take a free ride if ya don’t need it” sort of mentality.
I guess my dad never got a break so he doesn’t give one to us either … (he was drafted for NAM … and lost his university place … was a freshman in electrical engineering) so that shaped his life and through him mine
Mixed blessing … He is a great teacher on how to do , work, and be self sufficient. Though was hard being the oldest … tended to be stricter with me then my two younger bro’s


Anyways … that is all I can think of off the top of my head … will try to think of more later

P.S.: I don't take a look into this forum very often. If you have questions, better write a telegram.

Ok shaping experiences

Faith:
No individual experiences … just general contact with Christianity (raised Roman Catholic) recently discovered (well discovered what they were about and realized I fit the term) I am agnostic/soft atheist
Also what has shaped some of my recent opinions …
Lets just say I was among my priests “Favorite” students at my elementary school/church … no personal abuse but it was close (matter of timing that nothing happened… not for lack of trying to get me alone, he even took me flying in a couple of 5 person prop airplanes … but I got lucky enough that some other students came with) though some of my bests friends were not so lucky

(This was in about 93 or so)

Lets just say even though they said he had to go away because of “stress” the parish knew better.

Anyways that event has started to shape my reality … I did not know about the abuse till recently of students (looking back I see all the times he tried and failed with me) but I was too young to know what was going on really (the implied … if he had DONE something to me I would have understood) and none of the boys came forward (publicly) till recently


Makes more sense why you are bent against religion now. I'm glad you weren't abused, but that is a pretty awful thing to live through.

Makes more sense why you are bent against religion now. I'm glad you weren't abused, but that is a pretty awful thing to live through.
Actually I was agnostic before I found out really what happened :p and not against religion per say though sometimes I do have issues with organized religion…

I am agnostic because my logic side says “don’t have enough info” (almost lean soft atheist but yeah …)

I would almost be deist … but for that

I just don’t think organized religion “has it” and if so which one does. If I ever find religion pretty sure it wont be an organized one rather a personal faith … that I can more readily understand

I was born Jan. 24, 1989 third and final child (sibling of each flavor). I live in Anoka, Minnesota. moved around a lot as a kid. Parents divorced when i was seven, i went to live with my mom. she was manic-depressive or something but just impossible to live with and abusive. moved out of her house one day when she was at work during the summer a few years ago, have never talked to her since.
i was hoping to escape the abusiveness of my mother but my older sister is exactly like her, i get yelled at everyday and beat a lot. my dad is never home but when he is he is either drunk or stoned.

i did good in school, my fourth grade teacher stating that she wished to teach a class of clones of me. didn't have any friends in either elementary or middle school, never talked to anyone on the phone, went over to their houses. I stopped caring in school, don't do homework i can't finish in class. i get almost all A's because tests are a breeze ( i ace most standardized ones) i have friends now in high school, but none that really mean something, everyone has always been an aquaintance

i guess i went to church for a while as a kid, but i didn't know what for. one day i was like, why do i go to that one place every wed.? got it explained, went "well thats lame" and have been an atheist ever since.

very liberal, green/socialist. generally cynical and see no point in existance and loathe humanity as a whole. one of the only things that keeps me alive is my ambivalence, which i hate as well.

my older bro used to be on NS, he got me into it.

Actually I was agnostic before I found out really what happened :p and not against religion per say though sometimes I do have issues with organized religion…

I am agnostic because my logic side says “don’t have enough info” (almost lean soft atheist but yeah …)

I would almost be deist … but for that

I just don’t think organized religion “has it” and if so which one does. If I ever find religion pretty sure it wont be an organized one rather a personal faith … that I can more readily understand

If it's not personal first none of the organization matters anyway. Don't stop searching of information with an open heart and you'll be fine.

Born April 4, 1988 right outside of Albany, NY, in Nyskayuna I think it's spelled... I read someone's post that was born a couple weeks before me in the same area! Sorry... it...got... me... excited...
Moved to Midlothian, VA (Right outside of Richmond) when I was 2. Loved it there. Excelled in school, always sucked in the social department. Middle School was what I guess would be the equivalent of a lot of people's high school years. I didn't fit in with the people there. I was akward and the lowest of the low there. Got involved with a bunch of shit guys. "Dated" each one of them, which basically meant that they could grab me and do whatever they wanted with me, and I didn't know any better. It's not like I was treated better in school or at home. My mom's an alcoholic. My dad is very much unhappily married to her. My older brother was in and out of courtrooms his entire life thus far until when he illegally left VA when he was 18. He moved back up to NY. Anyway. The group of guys I was involved with ended up raping me, and then spreading rumors about me, things like really disgusting, slutty masturbation habits. I started cutting.
Then I got involved with religion. I explained that on another thread. And it's very embarrassing, so quite frankly, I don't want to reiterate.
Anyway, they had speciality center high schools around Richmond, like a Math and Science Center, Foreign Language Immersion programs, Humanities, Art Schools, ect. I applied for most of them, only really got accepted into Mass Communications. But I fell in love with Graphic Design, and I love learning about how the media affects society, which is something we would talk about a lot. My first two years were rough, mostly because I was a religious nutcase, and then I had a bunch of family issues. My grades dropped dramatically. I'm currently a straight A student, including in my A.P. classes, but my grades freshmen and sophomore years were Cs and Ds. But that was okay, cause I thought I wanted to be a pastor, and thought I didn't have to get perfect grades for that. I took German sophomore year and FELL IN LOVE with it. I'm far from fluent but want to be.
My dad was told he had until... hey, actually, this December until his factory would close and he would have to leave about a year ago. I thought I was gonna go to Mississippi. Thank GAWD, I didn't go to Mississippi. But we ended up moving here, to Greenville, South Carolina which isn't perfect but a lot better. I hate it. But I've thrown myself into my school work, because I want to go to Longwood University in Farmville, VA (actually, where my dad's factory was) after taking a year off and working up there as well as taking my core classes through the internet of a local community college here, since I'll still be an SC resident for a few months. It's about 45 minutes away from Richmond, even though the majority of my friends are going to be leaving the area for college. The area itself is comforting. Anyway, I plan on double majoring in pre-med and education (I want to teach high school history), and then doing med school IF I CAN, I'm unsure if it's allowed, part-time and doubling up during the summer while I teach. And then going back for my law degree. I know it seems like a lot, but I'm a boring person, and I like work like that. I'll probably minor in chorus, because that's a big part of my life (my school in VA had a champion chorus program that would sweep competitions all over the country, and the choir here SUCKS. Ugh, even more of a reason why I hate it here. And I can't take German, cause all they offer is Spanish and French. Sigh.) and possibly even some form of writing. I don't want to get married before 30 or make babies before 40. If we even make it that far. Woo. And then I wanna go into politics. Yep. :cool:

Born March 11, 1979.

Raised by a repressed Catholic closet-pervert mother and an alcoholic rage-oholic father. Grew up introverted, antisocial, lonely with large amounts of stress. Diagnosed with PTSD (for which I have been treated). Intelligent from a young age but I lament that I never had it developed to a higher degree (practically raised myself). I'm no longer angry and I am now experiencing an increasingly joyful existance that includes other people and I am gaining my independance.

Thanks for making me re-live several deep emotional wounds you bastard. :p

EDIT:

God, my life was really fucked up. At least I'm not as listless anymore and the depression is gone. ONLY UP FROM HERE, BABY!! :)

Born March 7, 1983. Raised by wolves.

Just kidding.

Shy and picked on in elementary school and junior high. Developed a lot of rage and low self-esteem. Lived in the middle of nowhere, there were only 16 people in my graduating class...so being the girl everyone hate was lots of fun.

Later in high school started hanging out with "naughty" people...drugs, sex, alcohol and lots of it....started dating the psycho the beginning of senior year...

Went away to college...Iowa State....started getting beat by boyfriend, started doing more drugs. Finally got away from the psycho (2 years later).

Sophomore year at ISU, met new good boyfriend...continued to drink too much. Failed out of college because I liked partying, and didn't like waking up for class.

Third year, went to community college. Graduated summer of 04. Big f-ing deal. Its not a bachelor's but I am burnt out.

Moved to Minneapolis. I work. I drink. I drive to Ames to visit my boyfriend as much as I can. I have a new car, and I have a decent job. Overall stuff is ok.

My parents are still married, and my 16-yr old brother is a big "wannabe gangster."

I haven't talked to anyone I grew up with since high school graduation day. Those dumbasses. Most of them ended up living at home. I guarantee I will have a better life than 97% of them. HA.

Hey, it looks like we really are more willing to talk about ourselves. Maybe that zodiac stuff is right after all...

Oooh! Oooh! What are piscies like?

born 12/21/84 in long lake MN. Dad took off when i was 3 and i grew up on welfare. Mom got a good paying job when i was about 13 or so and we moved closer to minneapolis.

Evil grandmother died and left me a shit load of money and now i'm a trustfund kid living in minneapolis.



ADD ON- i'm also a recovering addict, just thought i'd throw that in there. ;)

Born March 7, 1983. Raised by wolves.

Just kidding.

Shy and picked on in elementary school and junior high. Developed a lot of rage and low self-esteem. Lived in the middle of nowhere, there were only 16 people in my graduating class...so being the girl everyone hate was lots of fun.

Later in high school started hanging out with "naughty" people...drugs, sex, alcohol and lots of it....started dating the psycho the beginning of senior year...

Went away to college...Iowa State....started getting beat by boyfriend, started doing more drugs. Finally got away from the psycho (2 years later).

Sophomore year at ISU, met new good boyfriend...continued to drink too much. Failed out of college because I liked partying, and didn't like waking up for class.

Third year, went to community college. Graduated summer of 04. Big f-ing deal. Its not a bachelor's but I am burnt out.

Moved to Minneapolis. I work. I drink. I drive to Ames to visit my boyfriend as much as I can. I have a new car, and I have a decent job. Overall stuff is ok.

My parents are still married, and my 16-yr old brother is a big "wannabe gangster."

I haven't talked to anyone I grew up with since high school graduation day. Those dumbasses. Most of them ended up living at home. I guarantee I will have a better life than 97% of them. HA.

Us f*cked up individuals are pretty resilient aren 't we? :D

GO US!

Born May 17th 1985 in Watford, by London, UK.
Nice childhood - spoilt little git. Parents were great.
Got into good, 450 year old private secondary school. Became lazy & a slacker but somehow sneaked a few good GCSE's and A-levels in.
Got into Cardiff Uni to study Economics. Changed to do Politics after a year.
Still a slacker. And a pothead :)

don't even ask what the future holds... :confused:

very liberal, green/socialist. generally cynical and see no point in existance and loathe humanity as a whole. one of the only things that keeps me alive is my ambivalence, which i hate as well.
now that bit reminds me of me :cool:


:headbang:

born 22/11/1971 in St Helens, England. Nondescript childhood except for the fact used to go drinking at 14!? Married and divorced within 7 years (that 7 year itch thing must be true lol). Manically depressed for a bit (but ok now, apparently). Work within the A+E department at the local hospital. and now having an affair with a married woman (poetic justice or what lol).

It's virtually impossible to summarize 61+ years here, but I can give you a brief synopsis if anyone's interested. :)

It's virtually impossible to summarize 61+ years here, but I can give you a brief synopsis if anyone's interested. :)


please do

It's virtually impossible to summarize 61+ years here, but I can give you a brief synopsis if anyone's interested. :)

Gor for it.

Born July 5th, 1989, in Conneticut, where I still live. I grew up a pretty normal kid. Born into a high-middle class family. Not much has ever really happened to me; I consider myself somewhat average. Most 'wierd' out of all my friends. I take 'Freak' as a compliment. Not the best student, but I can pull school off. I'm a sophmore now. I'm not really considered a nerd at school, more of an outsider, yet I still have a large amount of friends. Joined the Doe Network a few years ago. Now I work as a part time detective in between school. I usally go for the classic detective look-Trench coat, boots, mabey a wide-brimmed hat or beret.

I play music, Fence, and write. I have a very strong sense of justice. I am in a few bands, and I write songs for my brother. I play a lot of Jazz-Some might consider me a 'Cool Cat.' Just got a Keytar for christmas-It's awsome. I also have a very nice Lady friend that I spend much of my time with. I like Anime. I am most worried about my brother, who has dropped out of two college and is wasting his life. I am pretty liberal, but against drugs. I despise war and death, and the people who cause it. It's either a Detective's or Politician's life for me in the future. I hope it's a Detective's.

Born 21st April 1990. Had a pretty normal childhood, im In high school now, planning to get into IT hopefully programming. I get along with most of the people in my year except the people that consider themselves the uber cool. Spend most of my time on the computer but I do other stuff to. Just finished a season of football (AFL) for Cobden Under 14s. Moving into under 16s next season. I get good marks in school and hope to keep it up.

Gor for it.
Born in Knoxville, Tennessee in 1943. Parents divorced shortly thereafter; raised by grandparents on father's side until age 12 when my father remarried. Very shy and quiet in HS, began to come out of my shell in college. Majored in Business, concurrent major in Social Science, minors in Speech and Economics. Accepted in U of Illinois Law School, but hated it. Joined the Army rather than face another case study!

Basic, AIT, OCS, Jump School, Counterinsurgency Ops. School, then to Okinawa with the 1ST Special Forces Group. Travelled all over SE Asia: Philippines, Malaysia, Singapore, Hong Kong, Korea, Indonesia, etc. Volunteered for Vietnam, assigned as Counterinsurgency Ops. Team Commander first 15 months, Company Commander with 173rd ABN Brigade last 9 months. Saw some action here and there, but no major battles.

Assigned as Instructor, JFK Special Warfare Center, Fort Bragg, NC., where I was stationed when I met my wife to be. Later attended the Infantry Officer's Advanced Course, Ft. Benning, GA. Last active duty assignment was as Intelligence Officer for a Battalion of the 1st Infantry Division, Ft. Riley, KS.

In civilian life again, I held several different jobs while looking for a career, which I finally found in Employee Relations, sometimes refered to as Human Resources, first with GE then with Exxon ... Portsmouth, VA, Utica, NY, Cincinnati, OH ( where I earned my Masters in Industrial Relations and Organizational Development), Greensboro, NC. Laid off by Exxon because I refused to move, having acquired five children along the way ( 3 from my wife's first marriage ) and not wanting to uproot them.

Lots of water under the bridge after that. Changed careers several times, even going back on active duty as an advisor to a National Guard unit.

Almost killed in a parachuting accident in 1996 and wound up in Womack Army Hospital for three months the first time, three weeks the second. Retired with a disability pension and started my own online business. Now live in the small NC town of Kernersville, where most of my ( now grown ) children and grandchildren ( soon to be seven, two girls and five boys ) live.

Current plans: finish my book ( non-fiction ), get rich ( it would be nice to try it just once ), find a new girlfriend who likes to travel ( having been separated from my wife for several years now ), buy a Hummer and a travel trailer and take off for parts unknown! :)

Politically, I'm pretty centrist. Spiritually, I'm what might best be referred to as a science-based universalist. Mentally, I'm good at putting words together, but certainly no genius. Emotionally, I'm about 22. :D

For more information, my personal page is at http://ParadigmAssociates.org/ParadigmFLH.html

wow! you`ve led an interesting life!!!, i`d be happy with what half you`ve acheived.

wow! you`ve led an interesting life!!!, i`d be happy with what half you`ve acheived.
Thank you, but it would still be nice to be rich! LOL! :D

Just turned 30...it's a good time to look back and try to define those moments that have shaped you.

I was born in the San Francisco bay area to two awesome parents. They married at 17, had me at 20, sister at 23, and today are still together. They are my best friends and supported me through thick and thin all my life. I owe a lot of who I am today to them. They never screamed or yelled or bullied us. We were always treated with respect, and issues were discussed. We were encouraged to make our own decisions and weigh out the pro's and con's of each. I can only remember a few times where they invoked the dreaded "because I said so" card.

I have always been super tall for a female-almost 6'ft today. That combined with the inability to keep my mouth shut and carry some extra weight basically painted a big target on my forehead for bullies. While I excelled in all my classes, I had difficulties socially.

Halfway through high school, the family moved to Sacramento where things turned around to a degree. Without all the racial strife of the bay area, I was able to make some great friends, get on the cheerleading squad, date some hot guys.....all those things that high schoolers are supposed to do.

After flitting around junior college for a couple years, I ended up in Chico, CA. If you have ever heard of it, the reputation is totally true. I spent three years pickling my liver and developing my "social skills". It is in college that I developed some major confidence, and became proud of who I am. I graduated with 6 job offers (gotta love the tech boom) and the ability to drink anyone under the table.

After college, headed back to San Francisco, where I worked for a consulting firm before joining a startup. At the same time, I played a lot in the swinging community and explored by sexual self. In the process, I met the man I would eventually marry....and then divorce six months later.

While sad, I realized that I wanted a partner--not someone I had to play mom too. That would come with kids. I wanted someone reliable, who would shore up my weaknesses, as I did his.

Dot com bubble burst, and after being laid off for almost a year, I got my present job as a systems integrator which I truly love. I travel about 3 weeks a month, and work from my home in San Francisco the rest of the time. I have two cats but will get a dog the day I take a job with no travel.

I am currently getting out of a two year relationship with a great guy. Once again, I found myself with someone who, at 31, was still in school, had no ambitions, and needed a road map to personal responsibility. So, embarking once again on a solo tour for awhile. But I know I will find the right guy out there.

In terms of defning experiences, I can't point to any one thing. But I think I grown the most through the support of my parents, and from what I have learned from each of my past relationships. I am a true Pollyanna in that I believe that everything works out for the best, and I am perky to the point of annoyance.

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I grew up most of my life in Saskatchewan, although I spent 2 years in California and one in BC. I grew up in a Christian home, and was saved around age 3. I moved around a lot, but usually developed close friends. In grade 6, I became a social washout. My dad took a job as a pastor in grade 7.

Grade eight was the toughest year of my life. I lost my friends, stopped doing homework, became a rebel (almost.) This was also a tough year because my dad lost his job then. I also used to hit myself.

Grade nine I pulled myself together. Politics, a small interest of mine since grade six, came to the forefront of my life. In March of my grade nine year, I discovered NS.

The summer before grade 10, the NS forums went down. In an effort to help my NS addiction, I joined several off-site forums where my puppets were. The only one I stayed at was the region of Canada, and I found my true friends there. I also began to go to church by myself, because my parents had stopped going.

Today, I'm still somewhat socially clumsy, but I feel I've really matured.

I grew up most of my life in Saskatchewan, although I spent 2 years in California and one in BC. I grew up in a Christian home, and was saved around age 3. I moved around a lot, but usually developed close friends. In grade 6, I became a social washout. My dad took a job as a pastor in grade 7.

Grade eight was the toughest year of my life. I lost my friends, stopped doing homework, became a rebel (almost.) This was also a tough year because my dad lost his job then. I also used to hit myself.

Grade nine I pulled myself together. Politics, a small interest of mine since grade six, came to the forefront of my life. In March of my grade nine year, I discovered NS.

The summer before grade 10, the NS forums went down. In an effort to help my NS addiction, I joined several off-site forums where my puppets were. The only one I stayed at was the region of Canada, and I found my true friends there. I also began to go to church by myself, because my parents had stopped going.

Today, I'm still somewhat socially clumsy, but I feel I've really matured.
You may just be correct in that conclusion. :)

Congratulations, fellow survivor! :)

Thank you.

Not much to tell:

Born March 30th 1983 in Merseyside (UK).

Raised a by my mother till I was about 8. Still had my father, but he worked abroad alot, so we stayed with my grandparents on my mothers side (who she looked after).

Went private catholic school up until I was about 7 and a half - also had some rather dodgy experiences with priests which have soured me on religion, ESPECIALLY catholocism ever since.

Went to a secular school where I did quite well, moved onto high school to quite a prestigious boys school. Moved a year later (thank god - I hated that place) to Essex at the age of 12 and a half where I stayed for 7 excellent years.

Not incredibly populartime there however was fun as all of my class were quite good friends. Graduated with 11 GCSE's at age 16 to join an apprenticeship with a large print company in London. Excellent opportunity, however company is full of wankers, I end up leaving a year later with a nervous breakdown.

Go back to my secondary school to do 2 A levels, end up slacking away my first year, learn to play guitar when I should be at computing lectures. I still come away with average grades in computing, good grades in english lit but fail maths. Second year of A levels, end up dropping maths and taking on philosophy and critical thinking, come away with excellent grades in both and in computing and english. During A levels I meet my fiancé through a friend on the internet. We're now engaged to be married in spring 2006 and are both extremely happy :D .

Move back to Merseyside shortly after graduating from sixth form and am now attending University in Swansea, I'm studying BSc Computer System Security (Hons) and I graduate this year (hopefully :p )

I am currently getting out of a two year relationship with a great guy. Once again, I found myself with someone who, at 31, was still in school, had no ambitions, and needed a road map to personal responsibility.
I don't remember dating anyone for the last two years......wait, I'm 33....not me......

Born in San Jose July 23, 1971 I don't really remember anything until after I was five, which by then I had a little brother (four years younger, though I seem to remember waiting for him to come home, sitting in the window waiting for the Baracuda to drive up. I always thought I would end up with that car, but alas...) and a race car. That last one will make sense in a second.

I was raised by a wild pack of yuppies who did yuppie things (at one point they even had a BMW. I played soccer, etc.) My dad was raised by a professional race car driver who gave it all up once my dad was born. That bitterness at having given up a dream carried over. Grandpa instilled his stalled dream in my dad, when my dad gave up on that when I was born the stalled dream was passed on. My brother was better, much better. He would have made it if he and my dad could have gotten along. So at the age of 5 I started racing Quarter Midgets. This is in Sacramento, where we lived by then. Racing bio fans might be able to determine someone else who started at the same time in the same area, and yes we raced each other. He was much, much, much better.

Went to religous schools from the fifth grade to seventh. Made me an agnostic with strong athiest leanings. Religon pointedly didn't answer my questions. Prior to that I was put into my public schools GATE program so that 4th graders got to grapple with the conundrum of everyone 'being special' but these kids where just a little more special. That followed by being a non-believer in a religous school established myself as a bit of an outsider. But everyone says that in their bios.

Started playing the saxophone because of Clarence Clemmons in a performance of Super Freak. Took to it. Wanted to play it forever.

I had a friend most of my life who was the most dynamic and compelling person to walk the earth. He was the evil ninja master of the devils advocate. He was obsessed with determing the core of a belief, challenging it at every turn. No matter what you said, you had to be prepared to defend it. That created two things in me: Testing everything I believe, and being able to come up with on the spot reasons for saying or doing very mundain things. Very often I will come up with some off the wall notion about something and I consider it a victory when I get the response that I 'have too much time on my hands' or 'think too much' about something because the reality is I thought it up on the spot. I love that guy.

My parents divorced during my highschool graduation and all that support that they said would be there even though I constantly would say, "Shouldn't I be doing something, getting a job, etc...." went away. Not in a 'That's it, get a job' kind of way-more of a "No, we're not sinking. Focus over there, your feet aren't wet," kind of way. Got pissed not at that (I mean, things happen) but at the fact that they fought through me. My graduation was a grand staging event where neither attended to show up the other, playing martyr.

Tried to go to college anyway. Not nearly mature enough, and no money with no available financial aid. Became a slacker.

Big gulp. Okay, so none of you know me-I don't usually include this--went to jail twice for traffic and red tape instances (headlight, insurance, paperwork f'ups). It was the end result of being pulled over weekly and having my car searched and verbally berated by the police. They have made it clear that I am not part of the society, but a tolerated nuisance. Not once was anything found in my car, not once was I assessed anything stronger than a fix-it ticket, but was bounced around enough and inexperienced and poor enough that eventually I was jailed twice. In jail I saw a man's arm broken for falling asleep, another man beaten for not sharing cookies. I saw loops buried in the cement with football helmets next to it. I missed the best paying gig I would have had while I was in jail. Shaped a lot of how I view society.

After being homeless for a while, got a place and a steady-ish job and got back into college. I thought I would be done in a year(EDIT:I should mention I thought I'd be done in a year at Community College, where I eventually got an AA in Music) because I checked with a counselor, the couselor sucked and I had to stay a while. I had already exhausted the classes in the music department so I took a screenwriting class because the friend of mine who is a writer had told me "Shut up and write your own stories, jackass." I wrote an adaptation of Waiting for Godot for slackers called The Potentially Great Adventures of Captain Sedentary and Stationary Lad, which sucked out loud but had dialog in it that people liked, so it was staged. Since then I've written seven plays that have seen nine productions and recieved awards for a few. Since in the short amount of time I amassed more kudos writting than I have playing my sax, I more or less switched. I will go back and finish my degree in composition at some point, but for now-

I have a BA in Film and Digital Media and am getting a graduate certificate in playwrighting. I'm about to start an internship filming races for a cable/internet/video company. Full circle I guess.

Too long for anyone to read or care....ah well

EDIT2: For those who read it and are wondering how such a bad speller became a writer: Spell check and I eventually started collaborating with the writer friend, who also teaches grammer at Community Colleges. So he does the editing and I do the dialog.

I'm bookmarking this thread. This is a great thread. Just...its just GREAT.

I have a BA in Film and Digital Media and am getting a graduate certificate in playwrighting. I'm about to start an internship filming races for a cable/internet/video company. Full circle I guess.

Too long for anyone to read or care....ah well.
I read it ... and care, believe it or not. Congratulations, fellow survivor! :)

I don't remember dating anyone for the last two years......wait, I'm 33....not me......

I read it too! And it sounds like you have more direction than those whom I have recently dated.

I read it too! And it sounds like you have more direction than those whom I have recently dated.
Smoke and mirrors, trust me....

I am Kyle Louis Morton. Here and now, I am alive. All the rest are small details.




...oh fine, fine :p. But I'll warn you-it's a long one!


Was born July 17, 1986 to some hostpial in Aniheim, a city which I can still never spell correctly. Southern California ;). Grew up in Diamond Bar to a hateful mom and an apathetic dad. Almost died a few times right off the bat (horendous feever that doctors said I wouldn't make it through, followed by an equally bad flu that I ALSO was not going to survive. But hey, fun times, fun times), but I'm a resilient bugger. Grew up with very few friends, the parents moving me from school to school until finally I started going to a local place, Castle Rock. I lived in the sleepy transit town of Diamond Bar. There I met lots of interesting people, who would all happen to move away at the end of the year. It sucked.

Interesting note about Diamond Bar-the place was 90% asian. And people there were fairly nice to me. Random neiboors I didn't nkow were usually smiling and happy and whatnot. Totally different from where I live now. But that's in the future. Now, I think I was at middle school.

Ah, South Point. The same trend of "meeting people, and then having them move away" continued for the most part. By now I had a little sister that my parents STILL dote on, and with my mom constantly berreting me aobut my faliures in life, I was a lonely little emo boy. This was before emo was big, might I add. Damn trend setters, ruining my gig. Anyways, at the end of 7th grade, I was the one who switched school again, and went to 8th grade at CLS. But before we talk aobut the sheer shittines there, we'll discuss the summer.

That summer, I went with a local church to one of them christian summer camp things. You know, you ride a zipline, eat fairly decent food, climba wall...oh, and god is in there somewhere. Not really important to me at the time. But there was also Vicky.

It was...shocking, though awe enspiring also worked. Here was a girl who actually wanted to be my friend; who actually seemed to care about me. I knew people before, but they were just childhood aquantinces; we hung out, played video games. That was about it. But...someone who actually asked questions about me, who would go out of their way to try and make me happy...

It sounds rather pitiful, but for some little dorky kid going into 7th grade, it was the first time I felt cared about or wanted. But the week there ended, and I went home, feeling invigorated. Then came 8th grade.

It was easily one of the worst years of my life. I went from a large public school to a private school in which my class had 22 students. And I was the new kid in 8th grade-I would only be there for a year. I knew it, they knew it, and so I became the local victim. The teachers all turned a blind eye, of course-what did they care? Most the other students had been there since there were in kindergarten, and I was this quiet shy kid who always stood out. Not a day went by where I wouldn't go home with at least a black eye. And my parents? They didn't give a shit. Just told me to try harder to fit in.

Faith wise, this was a turning point. I was getting sick of crying myself to sleep. I was getting sick of pleading towards a god who didn't seem to care. Might I add, I grew up in a strongly christian family. But yeah, splits happened.

THANKfully, 8th grade ended, and highschool began. Uh...really, it was the same as middle school. Met people freshmen year, and after they moved met new people sophmore year. And uh, after they moved, met people junior year. Who did NOT move! HA!

Junior year wasn't a ncie one though. I got stuck an a...er...not so awesome relationship. I won't give details. It was just...very...painful, to say the least. By now, my split with christianity was totally complete. I read the bible and drew nothing worthwhile from it. It was then that I was disillusioned with the world, myself, and pretty much everything, and stopped giving a fuck. I started to cut, and eventually began numerous suicide attempts. In case it isn't obvious, none of them worked, though for my record I did pass out a few times. But like I said before, I'm a resilient bugger, and I don't die easy.

So, I ended the relationship in my senior year and attempted to court a girl who...uh...well, used me, lied to me, and threw me away during prom. Eeeeeeyeah. But eh, shit happens. Now I was activly looking at other religions, but still couldn't find what I was looking for. So, I looked in myself.

Thus began a summer of almost complete meditation. When I wasn't at work, I was either posting here or simply listening to music at the dam (there's a local dam where pretty much nobody else goes. It's perfect.) Finally, I decided to find my own path spiritually.

Nothing really happened after that. There's a girl I like who lives rather far away, and I hope to leave my JC and go join her in the future. I'm quitting my pizza bitch job, though that's hardly of any reference. Er....yeah, that's about it.

my life:

At age six discovered that i was part of the loner club although not intentionally. Mom in the hospital for most of this year. stole a indian knife from first grade teacher who literally kept me in a five foot by five foot square box in the back of the class away from everyone else, my aunt who i was staying with was all set to make me make a public appolige until she met my teacher.

Entered karate at seven always been my greatest streangth and source of balance.

Mom met step dad at my age 11 through my karate program turned me into hateful little basterd who looked for trouble until i realized that he genuinly cared for me at about 15.

met my life role model sensei ron at age 12. He is still my role model today at age 23.

Met my real dad at 13 he commited suicide the same year left a note that said wish i had kids who loved me for me.

Sister tries to kill herself because her frist time who she loved dumped her two weeks later.Age 14 Developed rage issues started to fight anyone who looked at me funny.

Edit
How could i forget at age 15 i lost my virginity to my best friends girlfriends mother while drunk at a party at her house. In the same year at another party at there house i slept with her oldest daughter, and when my friend and her broke up we got drunk together and had sex. This was a defining year for me and i forgot to enter it. :fluffle:

Failed at everything except karete at this point 17 so i joined the military, failed at that because I fell in love and couldn't be seperated from her any longer 18yrs. Also at this point after boot graduation found out my mom had almost died two days after i left and know one told me.

Failed at relationship i had given everything up for age 19. Tried to kill myself failed miserably.

loser couch potato next two years. went back to karet class and life started to regain some sense.age 20. it took a year to really get back into the swing of things.

age 20. met my wife.

loser still but i got a job. age 21. started to teach part time karate. life improving.

age 21 still. girlfriend is pregnant same day we went to get birth control. turned into a work-a-holic. we got married happy day, i have been asking her for some time now. Even though i know she is only marring me because she is pregnant i am still excited.

Three jobs to support my family beautiful daughter age 22. God i love that kid.

23. two jobs now little boy on the way she got pregnant while acctually on birth control, but my wife wants to devorce me, says that i am not around enough and she needs more personal attention, plus i am a dick, i think she just needs a job to get her out of the house, but she can't get one, child care is to expensive at least for good child care. so she is moving home to her parents and taking my kids with her.

When i found out that she was leaving me i got good and smashed, did not start that way just ended that way, called in drunk to work, conversation recorded, suspended for awhile, not to long they are short handed. she came home wanted to work it out, i was happy things were perfect for awhile then she left again, i had a mental break down at work, was reassighned elsewhere. Did i mention that my dads side of the family passes down genetic bipolor disorder?

I have an ok life though. at least no natural disasters or overly corrupt dictators where i live. I have enough food to eat and have discovered the buddist path. my year is actually ending on a tranquel note. Life is suffering. I have food to eat, a mother who loves me, a beautiful daughter and a son on the way, i have one job i love teaching karate, and one that is ok. I have a roof over my head, clothes on my back, and have finnally told my life story to a bunch of strangers who have there own stories, but it felt good to tell it. good day to you all.

Brief synopsis: I was born in August 1970 to parents who deny being hippies despite the photographic evidence and the fact my father buggered off for a couple of years before coming crawling back. Yeah, my Mum rocks.

I grew up and continue to grow up in the towns surrounding the city of Derby, although this has always been done with some objection. I like to be a kid. And I have two kids of my own: a 13 year old daughter and a 3 year old son. I'd like to keep the "ten year gap" thing going, but the wife seems to object. The daughter is from a previous relationship.

My teenage years were great, although they didn't seem that at the time. My twenties generally sucked as I suffered badly from depression for much of the middle part of it, and my thirties have so far proven to be the best times of my life, as I now have a pretty strong grip on reality and can see from the world around me that I am a very very lucky guy to live the life I do.

I work from home, raising my son. I invented another online game which I'll tell people about when I feel established here and hopefully don't get accused of spamming (like hockey anyone? ;)). I drive a shabby Ford Escort and support Sheffield Wednesday Football Club. I gave up smoking 18 months ago and put on 5 stone. I eat too much mayonaisse. My first love is the Montreal Canadiens, much to my wife's chagrin.

Never trust a dog with orange eyebrows.

Well... hmm.

Primary school: Didn't have any interest with socialising at all until around grade 4 - before that point I'd talk to whoever I was assigned to sit with in class, and then read through recess. Grade four I started being a little more interested in other people and even made a (gasp) friend. Around fourth grade I became aware (through the teachers - I wouldn't have noticed otherwise) that I was actually ahead of the normal streams, and got moved into the higher streams for everything except telling the time - I couldn't tell analogue time. To be honest, even now (at 17), I have to stop and think about it. Anyway, I was in the higher streams, and even then, I could finish all my classwork and homework in about a quarter of a lesson - which lead to me having no experience with actual homework when I hit highschool.
I was also pretty much the only person I knew who wasn't worried at all about moving on to highschool. I withdrew from the casual friendships I had, because I basically accepted that I wouldn't see most of those people again. And even though a good handful of people went to the same highschool as me, I didn't hang out with them.

High school: Sadly, most of it revolved around the couple of guys I liked. Mainly because it was around 7th grade that my hormones kicked in and utterly buggered my emotions. Somewhere around the middle of 9th grade I started cutting myself to deal with stress (actually, the first time was a genuine suicide attempt - intent wise, at least. But after that one time it was only to deal with stress). By the end of 9th grade I'd stopped cutting, and managed to give it up until about two months ago, when I started again. I've given it up now again, and I have to admit prefering it as stress relief to other common methods like alcohol or drugs.
I didn't get a high enough ENTER score to get into the university course I wanted to (it was made tricker by the fact there's only one university I'm willing to go to). Luckily, because I was in the AP at highschool, where we skip year 10, I've got the option of doing another year of VCE. I'm actually looking forward to it, considering most of the things that were bugging me aren't going to be present next year.

To be honest, the only 'life-altering' thing I can think of would be the cutting, because that's related to most of the things that I think affect me as a person, and really describes a lot about me also. Hopefully other life-altering things will happen to me soon, because English teachers seem to love giving 'Write about something that changed your life' as an essay topic, and there's only so many times I can be bothered making stuff up.

Bump, because this thread is awesome

Update. I'm 30 today.


Happy B day Commie- welcome to 30!

It blows.

alright, what the hell...
born 4/27/88 in hagerstown md but i've spent most of my life in pennsylvania, near harrisburg... i moved here when i was one.
in elementary school, i was extremely shy and pretty much a goody-goody and good student.
in middle school... same.
and now in high school? i'm a half-decent student, a sarcastic teenager, and plotting to overthrow my evil superintendent. :D
i guess the big thing that i've really gotten this year is that people change and the whole appearances are deceiving thing. i thought i knew the kids in my neighborhood pretty well, but this spring one of the guys i grew up with committed suicide and a few weeks back one of my other neighbors got arrested for selling pot. i never thought that either one of them would have done those things... but hey, i'm learning about real life as i go.

Bump, because this thread is awesome
Well, at least we agree on THAT! :D

born 1992 on 23rd nov
youngest in family till last yr when I got some twin baby bros, got two older bros
gone through primry, now i'm in secondary which I started earlier this year
like football, rugby have got into most of those school teams, probably not good enough to play proffesionly when I'm older, but maybe for a smaller team like, home town or village near where I live
really don't like second oldest brother, hes only a yr older than me

Happy B day Commie- welcome to 30!

It blows.
No it doesn't! Stop that!

*Bump*

Awesome Thread. Quite sad to the some who had it tough. Hope things get better for you and your loved one's.

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Thanks for making me re-live several deep emotional wounds you bastard. :p

EDIT:

God, my life was really fucked up. At least I'm not as listless anymore and the depression is gone. ONLY UP FROM HERE, BABY!! :)


Sorry, but sometimes a little catharsis can be good for the soul.

Sorry, but sometimes a little catharsis can be good for the soul.
True. It's also true that re-examining old scars can not only bring out new lessons to be learned from them, but can render them less hurtful ... the more we examine them, the less their capacity to hurt.

You don't want to know who I am.

Basic, AIT, OCS, Jump School, Counterinsurgency Ops. School, then to Okinawa with the 1ST Special Forces Group. Travelled all over SE Asia: Philippines, Malaysia, Singapore, Hong Kong, Korea, Indonesia, etc. Volunteered for Vietnam, assigned as Counterinsurgency Ops. Team Commander first 15 months, Company Commander with 173rd ABN Brigade last 9 months. Saw some action here and there, but no major battles.

Assigned as Instructor, JFK Special Warfare Center, Fort Bragg, NC., where I was stationed when I met my wife to be. Later attended the Infantry Officer's Advanced Course, Ft. Benning, GA. Last active duty assignment was as Intelligence Officer for a Battalion of the 1st Infantry Division, Ft. Riley, KS.



You're synopsis was very interesting, but I wanted to say thank you for your service in regard to these 2 paragraphs. I'm honored that you would post this history in my thread.

You don't want to know who I am.

Maybe so, but I already asked the question. Please feel free to let us know.

I just wanted to thank all of you who posted here. It has helped to make this place feel more like a community for me at least and given me new appreciation for many of you. :D :D

In my senior year, I duct-taped a freshman naked to a toilet. THe loudmouthed little twerp had been bugging the hell out of very large people that he really shouldn't have. They were preparing to grab him and polerack him(that's when you ram someone repeatedly groin-first into a flagpole or similar unyielding surface). Being a victim of such treatment myself as a freshman, I had mercy on him and convinced the others to let me deal with him. I duct-taped him to the toilet. But he went to the principal and I got in trouble. Almost expelled. My mother was furious at the school. Not because of the trouble I had caused, but at the double-standard at the school of ignoring all the hijinks I and others had caused until it became inconvenient of them to do so. She demanded that they expel every prankster and bully that ever got caught

Hahaha! So what happened to the freshman you ducktaped?

Hahaha! So what happened to the freshman you ducktaped?

You are a gravedigger extraordinaire.

lol sorry I was just googling when I saw the thread and I wanted to know what happened. :$

Wow, that's a massive gravedig.