Oh gosh, I was waiting for someone else to post before me. I always feel so awkward with these things . . . So, listen to anything good lately? I often find myself listening to and singing this song.
Venting anger . . . ? Well, I feel like my reply will be half good and half bad. See I have a slightly large anger problem. I have a very low tolerance for a lot of things and very easily lose my temper. This has gotten me into a lot of bad spots. I don't really manage it to be honest, and a lot of people have considered me physically dangerous . . . It kind of sucks because I don't have many friends left that can put up with me. Though I guess I don't mind. If I had to say I dealt with my anger in any one way, I'd say it would be with music, preferably the bluegrass band Nickel Creek. They're music really relaxes me and sets me to think clearly when I regularly wouldn't. Other than that, I throw things, punch walls, and basically become a hazard to the public. > ~ >
Sorry guys, I know you've been doing your best and continuing to bump it. I've been through a couple things these last few days, but I'll have the poll up soon. Thanks.
Something strange about myself . . . Well, I was kind of raised as a unisex child. Not exactly that, it was more like . . . I was raised in two different ways at the same time. My mother dressed me in all sorts of girly things that were pretty and pink and the like. I was a ballerina until about the age of fifteen, and a cheerleader until about age thirteen. Then there was my dad. I was basically the son my dad wanted-but-not-really, and he and I played video games and baseball and football, and then I would get dirty with my cousins and all scratched and bruised . . . It wasn't about until I was in the second or third grade that I noticed things changing, that my dad didn't want me to be so boyish and stuff. But I became a tomboy anyway. So yeah.
Hehe, I don't have to take the SAT or the ACT, not even Texas' THEA. Yay for going to a junior college.
Good day member of LP2P, how are you all? I'm thinking about changing my signature and avatar, what do y'all think?
Alias: Saxima Family Member/Title: The mischievous seven-year-old Musical Talents/Interests: I love music, and also play the violin. I wish I were more passionate about playing, but when I do I love it. I guess I'm not half-bad at singing, I really do enjoy it - my shower has really nice acoustics. Gender: Female, though I often reply with androgynous. Theme Song: Can't Complain by Nickel Creek Personality: I'm a generally nice person, I guess. A lot of people hate me and say I'm not nice, but . . . I just have high standards for how people should behave. I get jealous easily and I get angry in the wink of an eye, but don't let it scare you away. I'm pretty boyish and gentleman-like, if I do say so myself - which I do. Contact: All of my contact information is in my profile. Picture?: I guess this will work . . . Favorite Color: All of the colors of the rainbow. Favorite Genre of Music: I'll listen to literally everything if it sounds good - this ranges from screamo to classical, from indie to pop, from Russian to Italian, etc . . . Do you have a microphone?: Indeed I do. Anything else you'd like to share?: If you don' have a hubby, I can be yours, Jayn ~ ♥
Who cares? It's just another day.
We don't have an age limit here, even though Misty is twelve forever. Welcome! to KHV, if you haven't already, you should definitely read The Rules, and after that, if you still have any questions, you can turn to the people whose names are the colors of this, this, this, this, or this. You could ask us guys too, but the other ones are Staff. Said your name was Jean? It's a nice name, not to mention I've never actually known anyone with that name, so you're the first. I'm glad you decided to join instead of going on a free-for-all with the site's cut scenes, so I hope you enjoy your time here. c:
So I have to present a video game that I created today. In front of a class of twenty-four. And not just a class of twenty-four, oh no, that would be much too easy. It's a class of twenty-four boys. And I'm the only girl. I'm scared.
Oh . . . this again? Wonder if we'll make it to 40 pages. Someone should get me a Dr Pepper.
To Die For by Tonight Alive
Saxima looked around the battlefield at all of her fighting comrades; everyone was worn out and she didn't know how much more longer they could all last. With at least half of her HP depleated, she certainly couldn't take another strong blow . . . "Do we have anyone who has healing powers?" she asked weakly, "We could really use it . . ."
It has finally been suggested - should this thread be closed? I myself included, there are a few members who have grown wary of this thread and weary from it. Personally, I hate this thread, for reasons said before, but I feel like . . . everyone needs to get their problems out, because if we of KHV aren't going to listen to them . . . then who will? Regardless, I'm debating getting a mod to close the thread. If you have any objections, you should PM me instead of voicing your opinions here.
I'm down with Sabby. Understandable that you've got issues hon, but you've got no good reason to take out your little attitude on us, especially when they wanted to help. If you were going to act like this, then you shouldn't have posted this thread.
I'unno, you are turning into a bit of a jerk.
I'm loving how much openess there is in this thread. I was actually just going to make a bit of a mean comment, but I'm not entirely sure I want to deal with that now. >~> Anyway . . . • A lot of people that I'm acquainted with make fun of my height all of the time, because most of the people who attend my school are taller than I am, and it gets a little annoying after a while. • There has only been two people who I've exposed my body to willingly, and I oftentimes wonder if I should regret or not, and begin to think what I was thinking when this happened. • I'm very self-conscious about my body, and even though I know there are people of more girth than I am, I can't help but feel my chubbiness is . . . fat. I feel like I have to be careful with all of the clothes that I wear and pick them out slowly each day to observe my body in them. I just feel like my body isn't . . . good enough, for anyone. It seems like such a superficial world out there, and I firmly believe it is - looks will pretty much get you anywhere, and I don't have them. I also have a bit of an . . . acne issue, and it's horrible, but I never do anything to take care of it, and when people look at me, I feel like my altered-in-not-a-good-way face is the only thing they look at - and it makes me paranoid, so much so that I closely watch the eyes of the person I'm talking to so I can see where their eyes are pointed - and a lot of the time, they're not looking at my eyes. • My mother is . . . abusive, you could say, toward both me and my sister, but more my sister. These days, she's at work most of the time, so we can have a breather, but she has a short fuse and screams like a banshee. I can't help but feel bad for my sister, and feel like I should protect her. I know I should. I don't know why I don't. I can't understand why it's so easy to lay a bruise or two on my mom for my sake, but not for my sister's? A lot of the time, this makes me wonder if I'm a bad person, and I don't know what to do. I feel like I'm scared or something . . . I just wish that I could take my sister and live somewhere far off, away from my mom. But I know I'd never be able to pull it off. • I don't like this thread, to be honest, and am not entirely sure why I made it. I feel like I'm telling people a sobstory - one of the very things that makes me mad is people not being able to handle their own problems, I can't stand when someone just . . . I don't know. I hate hearing that other people have problems, but I hate that people also talk about them. If you have a problem, solve it yourself. I know this just makes me a hypocrite, for a few of the above reason, but I think I got that nature from my dad. • I'm about as dumb as a bundle of sticks. And my lover isn't. I hurt for it. • I'm quick to jump to conclusions, often putting my relationship in jeopardy. I just feel like nothing can go right - seeing as it really hasn't for these last eighteen years, why should it now? • I hate feminists. • I feel like crying.
You are incredibly cute, I've realized. Don't change.
*funkylovemakingmusicplays* Hehehe, I know where I'm sleeping tonight ~ ♥
So, Kellu . . . I heard you like to sleep naked. /winkwink
