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Retarded parts of your personality (pg. 2)
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| Slylee |
| i can't think of any, sorry. :p |
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| Subey |
| quote: | Originally posted by Slylee
i can't think of any, sorry. :p |
Isn't that also the name of a river in Egypt :toothless |
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| Theresa |
Hmmm...
Well, I am very flighty when I go to clubs. I just CAN NOT stay in one place, I have to explore, and go off on my own to check out. That is why I refuse to "go with" someone to a club, because I know I will end up "ditching" them. Bars on the other hand, I am good. I can stay with people when I am in a bar setting.
I get passenger road rage, and I am really vocal about it. My roomie will be driving, and someone will cut us off. He'll have a medium response like "that ", and then he'll continue on. I, on the other hand, freak out. "ING PRICK, WHAT THE , WHERE DID YOU LEARN TO DRIVE? GET OFF THE ING ROAD BEFORE YOU KILL SOMEONE" etc.etc. It can be kind of humourous at times, but the thing is, I am actually really pissed off. LOL!
If I am in the right mood, I can act realllllly spazzy and silly. Usually when I have had coffee/sugar/no sleep. I get giddy, and laugh at just about everything. I start making weird noises and twitching for my own entertainment. Doesn't happen that often, but when it does, it drives my roomie insane, and usually gets other people thinking I am retarded, in the literal sense.
I am sure there are many other things. I can't think of more at the moment. |
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| stren |
i'd rather not open that door.
| quote: | Originally posted by Subey
When i'm in the express line at the grocery store and someone ahead of me has a bunch of stuff I make a quick count to see if they are over the express line limit.
If they are I curse them in my head calling them big jerks for not being in a normal line.
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| Slylee |
ok i'll be cerial.
i am so moody, i drive myself (and everyone else around me) nuts. i will literally one minute, be like, "ooh let's go see a movie" and then i'll take a shower and eat something real quick, and then i'll get really tired all of a sudden and be like, "nevermind, let's just rent one" lol
i do that constantly...it's really hard to get me to commit to plans. ever since i stopped partying like a wild child, it takes a lot to keep me awake and interested in doing something. i think a lot of it just has to do with the fact that everything's a ing mission in miami from driving, to parking, and then paying for parking, bla bla bla. i think once i realize all of that, i'm like, "oh nevermind, let's stay home"
craig teases me all the time and has gotten used to it. i'll be like, "ooh! let's go to cheesecake factory, i want some tex mex eggrolls" and he'll be like, "i bet u'll want something else when we get there...or no i mean IF we go there"
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moral of the story: I'm wishy-washy:p |
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| Allied Nations |
| quote: | Originally posted by Slylee
ok i'll be cerial.
i am so moody, i drive myself (and everyone else around me) nuts. i will literally one minute, be like, "ooh let's go see a movie" and then i'll take a shower and eat something real quick, and then i'll get really tired all of a sudden and be like, "nevermind, let's just rent one" lol
i do that constantly...it's really hard to get me to commit to plans. ever since i stopped partying like a wild child, it takes a lot to keep me awake and interested in doing something. i think a lot of it just has to do with the fact that everything's a ing mission in miami from driving, to parking, and then paying for parking, bla bla bla. i think once i realize all of that, i'm like, "oh nevermind, let's stay home"
craig teases me all the time and has gotten used to it. i'll be like, "ooh! let's go to cheesecake factory, i want some tex mex eggrolls" and he'll be like, "i bet u'll want something else when we get there...or no i mean IF we go there"
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moral of the story: I'm wishy-washy:p |
Tough life... :p
I think flaky also describes you quite well. |
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| Slylee |
| quote: | Originally posted by Allied Nations
Tough life... :p
I think flaky also describes you quite well. |
i'm not flakey. i'm just a firm believer in the fact that every moment has its own truth.
when i think of a flake, i think of a chick who pretends to be someone's friend and then talks . or says she doesn't like someone, and then u see her hanging out with that person like they are best friends.
wishy washy is more accurate when describing me. trust me, i'm not a flake. i say what i mean and i mean what i say, and u wont see me being nice to someone i can't stand, and if i am, it's cuz i'm not mad any more and have moved on. but i always back up what i say. flakes genereally dont do that. they are the ones like, "*GASP! WHAT!? i never said that! omg! who said i said that?"
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| paulandrews |
| quote: | Originally posted by Allied Nations
I believe I can fly. |
I believe I can touch the sky.
On topic: When I wait f.e. for a tram, I do this like once in 10 seconds over and over and over: 1. put my hand into my pocket 2. take my mobile 3. unlock the keyboard 4. look at the clock (even without taking care what time it truly is) 5. lock the keyboard 6. put my mobile back to the pocket
Repeat it after a few seconds (mainly because I just want to ensure myself if what I saw was right or if itīs not "one minute later" already or just because I realize I didnīt really care the last time I looked). |
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| DJ Mikey Mike |
I dropped my sister off at work this morning after getting very little sleep. I was really hungry so I took an orange with me to eat on the way. As I was driving I peeled the orange. Peel went out the window. Orange went out the window. .
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| Allied Nations |
| quote: | Originally posted by Slylee
i'm not flakey. i'm just a firm believer in the fact that every moment has its own truth.
when i think of a flake, i think of a chick who pretends to be someone's friend and then talks . or says she doesn't like someone, and then u see her hanging out with that person like they are best friends.
wishy washy is more accurate when describing me. trust me, i'm not a flake. i say what i mean and i mean what i say, and u wont see me being nice to someone i can't stand, and if i am, it's cuz i'm not mad any more and have moved on. but i always back up what i say. flakes genereally dont do that. they are the ones like, "*GASP! WHAT!? i never said that! omg! who said i said that?"
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Ahh, I think of a flake as someone who makes plans and doesn't follow up on them. |
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| Sunsnail |
I am retardedly lazy about some things and not about others. I will spend hours working outside but 20 minutes of math homework? psh forget that.
Sometimes I think I said something to someone in a conversation but I didnt. And they're still waiting for a response, but in my head its their turn to respond to what I thought I said. :wtf: |
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| lücid |
| quote: | Originally posted by Subey
When i'm in the express line at the grocery store and someone ahead of me has a bunch of stuff I make a quick count to see if they are over the express line limit.
If they are I curse them in my head calling them big jerks for not being in a normal line. |
i do the same thing, but i'll make sure i give them a nasty look if they make eye contact with me, just so they are aware of how frustrated i am that they went 4 items over the limit.
i seriously hate people in grocery stores sometimes...
last week i was in line at the grocery store and the guy in front of me was buying a bottle of wine. the cashier had to call someone else over to finish the sale since she was under 18, and the guy started flippin' out, asking if he could swipe the bottle through since he was old enough.
apparently he had never bought booze at a grocery store before, because he turned around and said to the guy behind me "sir, are you buying any booze? because you might want to go to a different line so you don't hold up this line like i'm doing right now." that guy just kind of rolled his eyes and didn't say anything.
2 minutes later, his sale is all finished, and he starts to pay with a credit card, but the machine says "CARD DENIED"... so he starts freaking out again asking "card denied?! what does this mean??? oh you know we had that identity theft problem, they must have shut off my card, i better use a different one"
at this point i can't handle any more of his stupid remarks, so i lean over and i'm like "sir, you're holding up the line"
dude behind me starts cracking up, and the jackass in front of me, all he says is "no it was her fault for not ringing up my items fast enough!"
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