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General Discourse / Zombies are real?
« on: May 20, 2011, 09:57:12 PM »
So the CDC posted a guide on how to survive a zombie apocalypse. I had a panic attack because nowhere in the guide suggests that it was in jest or anything. The CDC is a US Federal Agency.

I really, really, really hate zombie movies and TV shows. Shaun of the Dead was funny, but it still depressed me. Don't get me started on that show "The Walking Dead." I get horrible nightmares about an episode of that show, and the last and only time I saw it was in November.

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Film / I'm going to see a screening of "The Room"
« on: April 06, 2011, 09:28:07 PM »
My boyfriend have fallen in love with this timeless masterpiece and are going to see it live in theaters. The director/producer/lead actor/writer (all the same guy) of the film may appear for a Q&A and autographs, but I'm not going to keep my hopes up. However, I'll bring a football.

If you don't know what "The Room" is, you should. I know Skinny has already been exposed to the film. I figured I would try to spread the word about it here, because I want everyone I know to see it. I can't really describe it. Here's a taste.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ISXiFJS9D5A&feature=related

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Plz-bhcHryc&feature=related


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General Discourse / Meeting my boyfriend's parents tomorrow
« on: March 02, 2011, 11:08:54 PM »
I've been dating my boyfriend for two months (though I've known him longer) and he asked me if I'll have lunch with them tomorrow for his birthday. It sounded like he kind of wanted me to go, so I agreed. No sweat, right?

Wrong, they're all traditional and Chinese and are really pushing him to find a Chinese WIFE. They even mused over sending him to Hong Kong to find a wife.

Chinese parents are very judgmental. They will of course scrutinize me. I work at a drug store for minimum wage and I don't go to college. I attended one semester at a community college, and I kind of don't have my high school diploma due to some complications...

They're going to grill me more than the panini I'm ordering, for real.


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General Discourse / Johnny Weir love thread
« on: February 20, 2011, 01:54:07 PM »
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I_G5tntpUeI&feature=related




I LOVE him. He's so funny, charming, witty, intelligent, talented. Watching his new show on Logo bums me out because he seems so depressed and overworked all the time. Hopefully in the later episodes he'll shine through. He's also absolutely adorable. I hope his name lives on in the media for a while.

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The Angry Forum / Stealing
« on: February 15, 2011, 01:29:53 PM »
I checked one day and Verizon took out $5, Capital One credit taking out $20. Electronic payments. Uh...what? I never authorized those. I don't pay Verizon and I don't have a credit card.  Obviously someone got access to my bank account and was fucking around. I started freaking out. I ran down and asked my parents if they had the bank phone number, they asked why. I told them Verizon and Capitol One were taking money out of my account. Then I realized it was my parents who are doing it.

I am 20 years old.

My parents should have no access to my bank account.

The only money they live off is government money, social security, food stamps, ect. EBT. They don't work. I am the only person in my house who has a job. All of the money in my account is the money I worked for.

They swore up and down they wouldn't do it again.

But somehow they still have my information. Capital One took another $20 yesterday. And I know my mom did it. I'm too much of a pussy to say anything to her, because I don't want my parents to start fighting again.

I don't have much money because my job cut my hours. I absolutely despise that place. Everyone, and I mean everyone, is rude. They're even rude to my family who comes in. My last paycheck was $102 and change and it was for two weeks of work. They forgot to add an extra day in that I worked. Seriously?

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Other / I am addicted to gay YouTube personalities
« on: February 15, 2011, 01:12:34 AM »
And for some reason I can't stop watching this woefully acted video by someone named "Gregory Gorgeous" who knows how to put on makeup better than pretty much every girl on the street.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FQexbZHUUfA&feature=relmfu

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General Discourse / Your Degrassi lookalike
« on: February 08, 2011, 09:18:17 PM »
Which Degrassi character do you look like? I used to get compared to Ellie a lot, but then PoP told me I looked like Fiona when I have curly hair.


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The Characters / Zane
« on: January 24, 2011, 04:58:07 PM »
Hot

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Music / Like a G6
« on: September 18, 2010, 01:50:17 PM »

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General Discourse / People where I work hate me
« on: September 15, 2010, 10:58:44 PM »
I almost cried tonight at work while thanking someone for standing up for me. Rumors have been flying around and nearly everyone is talking behind my back. Most of my co-workers won't look me in the eye because all they see is when I'm in front of them is just the skinny white girl with abnormally long hair they just spent five minutes laughing about. I walk in and I hear the hushed whispers, see their stares as I enter the room. The abrupt silence is deafening, their ambivalence towards my existence resounding.

Never would I have thought I'd make such an impact on such a small circle, but there you have it. The people I must interact with every day make jokes at my expense and smile in my face. The only ones on my side are in their 30s and 40s, above all of the middle school pettiness certain people love to perpetuate and that I want no part of. My reputation is destroyed, and I find myself short of breath when I realize what they've been laughing about -- me being taken for a fool, swindled, used.
 
He told me he loved me, but he played me like a fiddle. Now they laugh about it, really cracking up about it. It's such entertainment to them, so amusing. They despised me from the beginning, or at least were totally uninterested in me or getting to know me -- now they have more of a reason to poke fun. I feel my heart crumbling. I have nothing anymore -- my literacy has plummeted in the past two years. I went from very well read, bright and spontaneous to dull and predictable. My ways took my writing skill, which is the only thing I really had going for me and what made me wake up every morning with a certain hopefulness for better things in the future, right away from me. I can barely focus or even handle something as simple as verb tenses. My motivation is nil, and not only am I just a Walgreens employee, I'm one who is lampooned on a daily basis.

They don't even have the guts to say it to my face.

I just want to be happy. I will be. I'll rise above them, their cattiness and rolling of eyes and zest, their fucking, I don't know, enjoyment in my misery, of my being taken advantage of. 



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Boycott the Caf / Unamusing
« on: September 11, 2010, 03:22:30 PM »
"Let us never forget" on the front page of Dumb Baby. I'm not the type who gets 'offended' easily but if you have nothing good to say, say nothing at all...you're a humor site, no one is looking to you for what you have to say about the lives lost on 9/11. Why reference to it at all?

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General Discourse / No boys allowed
« on: September 07, 2010, 05:12:51 PM »
I am going to go on birth control, since my hormones are going insane and my periods are extremely irregular. The thing I'm worried about? The pill making me gain weight. Lol, I'm vain.

Is there a certain kind I should ask for if I don't want to gain weight?

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The Angry Forum / I am not a loss prevention agent
« on: September 04, 2010, 03:25:13 PM »
Walgreens needs to hire security or secret shoppers or something. This shit is getting out of hand. A woman was walking out of Walgreens with her five year-old daughter and bag of purchases, along with her five year-old's medication from the pharmacy. Some crackhead ran up, snatched her purchases and medicine and dashed out the door.

A man asked me if I could let him into the bathroom. I said sure. I let him in. My manager pages me to cosmetics. I walk out. There's a woman standing at the cosmetics register, with the manager standing in front of her saying the cameras caught her stuffing shit into her bag. She bites her lower lip. My manager asks her to empty her bag. She obliges, sticking her crack skinny hand in and pulling out one item.

"I know you have more than that."

She proceeded to pull out more than two hundred dollars worth of items. Feminine care items, douche (lol) and shit tons of makeup. "I have a problem with shoplifting," she said, her eyes downcast.

"Do you think?"

"I'll go get the money."

"You're getting arrested." My manager picks up the phone and dials 911. There's nothing we can do to physically prevent her from leaving. She walks out. The guy walks out of the bathroom. We check the bathroom after running to see what car the woman's driving off in and the license plate number. There was a child in the backseat.

There's a heroin needle in the bathroom.

Maaaaan, we really need security...we have incidents like this every day. If CVS can have it, why can't we?

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The Angry Forum / I wish I could stop it
« on: September 02, 2010, 08:17:03 PM »
I can't count how many times I've gone back to him.

    he got mad at me
    because i told him i hung out with alex
    he got really quiet
    then i asked what waswrong 10x times and he said nothing
    then he said he didn't want to be with me
    at all
    ever
    and he kept pushing my hand away from him
    so i just walked out
    he was leaned out of the car all the way, just to get away from me
    i walked out
    andhe pulled up, started yelling
    he was really mad
    get in the car, you're not a kid anymore
    i get in, he turns the music all the way up and speeds
erwachenspring 9:15 pm
    we didn't speak a word
    he had his arm resting on he door
    he was mad
    he pulls up to my house, i get out of the car while it's still moving
    he just drives off
    i feel empty
    i'm still wearing the bracelets he gave me
    i keep staring

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Other / I fucking hate you all and I am leaving the board
« on: August 31, 2010, 08:06:48 PM »
Just kidding

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The Angry Forum / Happy Birthday
« on: August 18, 2010, 05:27:35 PM »
My boyfriend dumped me.

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The Web / I got a webcam and decided to use these sites
« on: August 14, 2010, 11:59:12 AM »

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Music / Nicki Minaj
« on: July 28, 2010, 01:41:09 PM »

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The Angry Forum / I can't take it anymore
« on: July 23, 2010, 02:46:05 PM »
I saw this guy at a party. I'll call him Chicken. I felt like I recognized him from somewhere. He was with a girl, speaking another language. After the party, someone informed me he was my acquaintance Rhoda's brother. Rhoda is very "popular." I didn't think anything of it. A couple months later, I saw that he got a Facebook and decided to add him. He was acquaintances with my boyfriend at the time, Batman. He was intelligent, but seemed quiet and dark in a subtle way...something wasn't right. At 21 years old, this nerdy American boy was married to a 24 year old woman who spoke no English, and he barely spoke Khmer.

We commented each others' Facebook statuses and such, then one day he asked me if I wanted to hang out. I said sure, but it was more of a placeholder 'sure' because he was just a brother of an acquaintance and his wife was well, pregnant. So I didn't know when we'd get the chance to hang out.

One day he Facebook IMed me. He said flat out that he never wanted to get married, that it was an arranged marriage and he didn't love her. He said the pregnancy was also "accidental" and he never wanted to have a child, but the baby would be born any day now. He said he would get high 3-4 times a day and randomly burst into tears, hiding in the basement so no one would see. He said he'd rather kill himself than have his family and parents know he was unhappy. The child would be a boy, too. He had suicidal thoughts. I asked if he ever told anyone else this. He said he told one other person that he was miserable, but they never responded to his text and acted like he never said anything. I told him I'd hang out with him to get some lunch. We ended up going to get sandwiches and hanging out for something like 8 or 9 hours. He told me how his family sweeps all their issues under the carpet, issues like rape, disease, drug abuse, affairs, and acts like nothing happened.

We hung out every night for the next 5 or 6 days. I broke up with my boyfriend. I think what I feel for him is the closest thing to love I have ever felt for anyone. When we broke up, my eyes filled with tears. In the car, his hand inched forward and inwardly I ached for him to grasp mine, but I threw this notion away and labeled it "lingering affection." At work, I sobbed on my break over a snippy little comment one of my co-workers made that otherwise I would have not have cried about. I held my Tracphone, considering calling him briefly. I could hear the want in his voice at four o clock when he called my phone, asking me if I still wanted to hang out. At Chicken's party, I called him because my heart was literally aching for him. I have tears in my eyes when I write this, because I don't know what the hell I was thinking when I broke up with him. I was in a bad place, and confused. I just know that I want to be with him, maybe I even want to marry him wearing those ridiculous outfits. This will probably never happen, because I think his family thinks I'm an evil whore, but if it's meant to happen, it will. We're back together now. He knows everything.

Chicken kissed me one night. We broke apart, and he started saying "You're doing it wrong" and that he could feel my teeth. I was perplexed and confused by his behavior, plus he has a severe overbite so I think that's where the discomfort came from. He said he didn't feel anything until the 2nd time we kissed, and then he only felt a little something. I left the car.

The next morning, I called my boyfriend (ex at the time) and asked if he wanted to hang out. He said he and his cousin were heading out to get food and see a movie, and asked if I wanted to come along. I did. I got into the car, and it felt right. It took me around an hour to hold his hand, and when I did, this smile spread across his face and he kissed me, then wrapped his arm around my shoulders. I still had serious guilt over Chicken...

Chicken called twice while I was in the movie theater. I returned his call while my boyfriend and his cousin were playing grab-ass. He told me the baby was being born. He asked where I was, I said with my boyfriend, and that we got back together. He was like, why? And I said, Chicken, I still had feelings for him, you know I did. ...you have a wife and a baby and you didn't feel anything when we kissed...I told him to be excited that his first child was being born, and he was less than enthused. He kept sending me messages, saying he wanted to be with me and he wouldn't forget about me. I honestly couldn't believe what the fuck was going on. He had the baby, and he was focusing on me...it took me 24 hours to respond to his message, because I was that mind fucked.

I feel like I'm some escape for you, besides a "connection" I'm just some little escape, some escape from the facade of marriage you and your family slowly but surely constructed and keep hush about, and from the reality that you've brought life into this world, obligation. You will raise your son, watch him take his first steps, hear his first word, send him off to pre-school, to kindergarten, to first grade, to middle school, to high school. You'll watch him cross the stage in a cap and gown, and you'll sit next to your wife during all of this, because you got yourself into this. I don't want to be a home wrecker, and I don't want to be a whore. I've already devalued myself so much, I'm not going to take it to the next level. I could be there for you as a friend, but I don't know if that can happen. There are too many hurt feelings at stake. I honestly think you should forget about me and focus on your son.

He replied.

It's funny cause it just happened. I snapped, I am crying my eyes out in the basement questioning if I can do this anymore.

I called him, and he was unintelligibly bawling. I told him I was going to his house to get him and he said "No, you can't."

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