Banana Aeon
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You can't make me watch the wire with no internet, muhahaha.
You're going to do it. The power of Omar compels you!
You can't make me watch the wire with no internet, muhahaha.
You're going to do it. The power of Omar compels you!
Yeah, that's definitely it. Thanks a lot. I remember really liking it, but it's been so long it might just be nostalgia. I'm going to have to buy a copy to see.
Realgaf time. Here's the soundtrack for while you read
Don't watch Trinity Soul tho. I already wasted an hour and a half I can't get back since the stand battles were unhype.I could barely see them
Pretty sure it's "They Came From Underground" from the Max Anarchy soundtrack.what's the title of that song that Matt keeps singing all the time, "Were Going Underground~~" i forget what it was.
That realgaf soundtrack made me think of what the aoundtrack playing in the background of my life most of the time, and I always feel like it's this one.
This series is always applicable.
It wouldn't have been so bad if it wasn't adults too. I had gym teachers telling me to try harder, regular teachers being unaware that autism has a sliding scale of severity, and that not all of us are mentally affected besides socially, and strict teachers trying to correct my posture all the time without realizing.Damn, that is pretty real. It sucks that a bunch of shit kids fucked your mental state back then.
I'm glad that you've picked yourself up and are enjoying life more.
Thanks abu. You're the coolest.My favorite track from berserk ;~;
Im glad you're doing better tho. Uncle Abu is proud.
I know how you feel, man. I went through a similar thing, except mine was a massive stutter and lisp (both of which took around 6 years of continuous speech therapy to fix). Good that you overcame it, tho! Funny how I also turned to humor and my singing ability to make up for my deformity, if you will, too.And obviously video games and anime.
I have a very small deformity on my dick, PM if you want to know.
Realgaf time. Here's the soundtrack for while you read
I actually had, basically up until this year, a huuuge body image problem. I was born with a deformity of the sternum called pectus carinatum, meaning my sternum stuck out, at a sloped angle. Combined with my very rounded face(symptomatic of my mild asperger's syndrome), and chronic low muscle tone(an actual medical condition that affects both strength and coordination, making me a very clumsy child), I was very aware that I was rather... awkward and different as a child. When I was in elementary school, I overheard some of my friends talking behind me on the bus, saying that apparently some girl liked me, and they couldn't understand why because I was one of the ugliest people they knew. Being very trusting in my friends, I naturally accepted what they said as the truth, and so I started to assume this to be the case. Thus, in junior high, as I my body developed, and my deformity became more pronounced, I started to work on my personality, becoming an entertainer of sorts, an eccentric charmer to try to compensate for what I could only assume was my disgusting body. I developed severe acne, which made my self-image even worse, and so I started to work on my voice, thinking it was all I had in terms of physical romantic assets. I joined the speech and debate club to try and master my oratory, and put many, many hours into becoming the coolest guy I could be(as well as president of the club). Because I had neither romantic experience nor self-worth, I never made moves on the girls that I liked, and when girls approached me, I was utterly clueless. My high school romantic life was a rough one, full of more than one cringegaf worthy entry. Having long faced discrimination for both my aspergers(which made uninformed people, especially teachers, doubt my intelligence despite the reality of still being smart enough to be a goddamn national merit scholar) and my deformity, I started developing a massive ego to compensate and I began working out, so that people couldn't call me weak anymore. I became afraid to take my shirt off at pool parties because of how people looked at, and commented on my chest, and generally tired of being in my weak, afflicted body. In the summer before senior year, I chose to undergo a somewhat brutal surgery to remove the deformity(because it was the only way to get it gone in time for college, compared to other, gentler, and slower methods), leaving me with a 4-inch scar across my chest and a corresponding zone in which I may never feel sensations again. I've since gained actual confidence in both my appearance and myself overall, and am now leading a much happier life. Since I've rambled on so long, I guess that I should give a moral to this story, and so I've decided on this: If you ever meet someone with a deformity, one that they aren't hiding... Please don't be insensitive. Staring, whispering, even asking openly about it... All of these things hurt more than you could ever know. They didn't choose to be born like that, and they have to live with it every day. It may be a curiosity to you, but even if they've already resigned themselves to it, it still hurts every time.Or maybe I'm just a huge bitch. Yeah, that's probably it.
I recommend not following me on Twitter. I sometimes make references that are older than some of you. Not like you'd be able to figure out my name on there.
More like FraudtomGaming amirite?
go make it
Ayy Lmao. Let's see if I'll remember to update it.
Dang homie. Glad you were able to push past it. You even got ripped and a cool scar out of it. You'll be a shounen hero in no time.Realgaf time. Here's the soundtrack for while you read
I actually had, basically up until this year, a huuuge body image problem. I was born with a deformity of the sternum called pectus carinatum, meaning my sternum stuck out, at a sloped angle. Combined with my very rounded face(symptomatic of my mild asperger's syndrome), and chronic low muscle tone(an actual medical condition that affects both strength and coordination, making me a very clumsy child), I was very aware that I was rather... awkward and different as a child. When I was in elementary school, I overheard some of my friends talking behind me on the bus, saying that apparently some girl liked me, and they couldn't understand why because I was one of the ugliest people they knew. Being very trusting in my friends, I naturally accepted what they said as the truth, and so I started to assume this to be the case. Thus, in junior high, as I my body developed, and my deformity became more pronounced, I started to work on my personality, becoming an entertainer of sorts, an eccentric charmer to try to compensate for what I could only assume was my disgusting body. I developed severe acne, which made my self-image even worse, and so I started to work on my voice, thinking it was all I had in terms of physical romantic assets. I joined the speech and debate club to try and master my oratory, and put many, many hours into becoming the coolest guy I could be(as well as president of the club). Because I had neither romantic experience nor self-worth, I never made moves on the girls that I liked, and when girls approached me, I was utterly clueless. My high school romantic life was a rough one, full of more than one cringegaf worthy entry. Having long faced discrimination for both my aspergers(which made uninformed people, especially teachers, doubt my intelligence despite the reality of still being smart enough to be a goddamn national merit scholar) and my deformity, I started developing a massive ego to compensate and I began working out, so that people couldn't call me weak anymore. I became afraid to take my shirt off at pool parties because of how people looked at, and commented on my chest, and generally tired of being in my weak, afflicted body. In the summer before senior year, I chose to undergo a somewhat brutal surgery to remove the deformity(because it was the only way to get it gone in time for college, compared to other, gentler, and slower methods), leaving me with a 4-inch scar across my chest and a corresponding zone in which I may never feel sensations again. I've since gained actual confidence in both my appearance and myself overall, and am now leading a much happier life. Since I've rambled on so long, I guess that I should give a moral to this story, and so I've decided on this: If you ever meet someone with a deformity, one that they aren't hiding... Please don't be insensitive. Staring, whispering, even asking openly about it... All of these things hurt more than you could ever know. They didn't choose to be born like that, and they have to live with it every day. It may be a curiosity to you, but even if they've already resigned themselves to it, it still hurts every time.Or maybe I'm just a huge bitch. Yeah, that's probably it.
Ayy Lmao. Let's see if I'll remember to update it.
Who?
Watch The Wire, you nerd!
Realgaf time.
Choice quotes every few days should be pretty easy. Make the header IndonesianBob artAyy Lmao. Let's see if I'll remember to update it.
Off to my date.
Off to my date.
And I want a job....and I may get one, cause my brothers friend said that I may be recieving a call from taco cabana tommorow, but im not sure ill get it cause on the application I put down morning for when I could work but thinking back I should've put anytime, and the question part of the application I accidentally answered a single question badly.Guys...I really want that New 3DS
Watch The Wire, you nerd!
Man, if this internet doesn't get better, you're just going to have to learn to love my beautiful avatar.
Off to my date.
Come on internet, I just need to log in to my Love Live game. Please.
That realgaf soundtrack made me think of what the aoundtrack playing in the background of my life most of the time, and I always feel like it's this one.
This series is always applicable.
I'm off. Night, GAF.
And I want a job....and I may get one, cause my brothers friend said that I may be recieving a call from taco cabana tommorow, but im not sure ill get it cause on the application I put down morning for when I could work but thinking back I should've put anytime, and the question part of the application I accidentally answered a single question badly.
PRAY THAT I GET THIS JOB GUYS!
I NEED MONEY FOR MY VARIOUS FORMS OF CRACK!
Come on internet, I just need to log in to my Love Live game. Please.
Talk about your waifusOff to my date.
Off to my date.
Yeah do these and you will be sucked.Do the thing. Press the x x x and the y y y.
Well I cant find one and mu brother told me that I basically have this job.Bye.
No other jobs were available?
If you try hard enough it'll work eventually.
Oh man at least you have a manly scar now and you can talk with all the ladies better than I can, because I have a weird thing going on because English is my second language and my pronunciation is shit. I once dated a girl that had the same thing with her chest and she was super self conscious about it until I gave her pretty good reason why its cute
Come on internet, I just need to log in to my Love Live game. Please.
With all you fuckers shilling gintama, it's time for me to GEH SERIHUS about shilling K project.
That OST, man.
[URL="https://www.youtube.com/watch?].
Yeah do these and you will be sucked.
K project was very ok... It doesn't exaclt deserve tons of shilling.. i don't remember the ost too much either so.. ehhh..
Shut up thoremember that one time you were hyped that Liam responded to you on twitter and you linked it? neither to do I
Yeah do these and you will be sucked.
Well I cant find one and mu brother told me that I basically have this job.
Post your twitter so I can, assholeNone of you follow me on twitter ;_;
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None of you follow me on twitter ;_;
None of you follow me on twitter ;_;
When Pat ever comes by, we should convince him to do a compilation of finished/older LPs to spark interest in them. I might not have time to watch a full LP, but I usually have the time to watch a compilation video.
Also...I might have to write a tournament arc.
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