Thread of True Honesty

I'm truthfully untruthful.

Ben you bastard I'm not on your list.

This is probably the only thing that surprised me.

That and

I used to wrestle in high school.

are the only things that surprised me.

Ontopic:

I trust too easily.

I am the fourth youngest person in my grade, but I am also the tallest at 6' 5" and growing. I think that I am smarter than most people, and I believe this is what lets me succeed. I believe that intelligence is not in genetics, but in the ability of a human to strive for success. You fail school because you don't care, not because you are stupid. I fear going to college, graduating, then not having a job. I wonder about the possibility of heart failure, and the stress my height puts on my body.

I have always struggled with my weight. I feel uncomfortable constantly. I think all clothes look ugly on me. This is a growing concern and I have been actively working out and dieting. My self-esteem is constantly being destroyed by all my friends and peers. No one has ever been truly nice to me. I have lots of "friends" but not one of them actually cares about me.

I struggle with emotion. Three of my grandparents died in one year, back when I was 6. I was scolded and made fun of by family for crying, since I was a boy. Ever since then I bottle every little emotion up. This leads to the occasional bursting out in tears over the littlest events that cause me harm. Lots of girls like me, yet I don't like any of them. No one understands my point of view on life, and neglects to listen to my opinion.

I am strongly opposed to public schooling. We should have the choice to go to school where we want, and learn under the standards of the school we choose. I wish that the government didn't take tax money to waste it on students that have no interest in what is being shoved down their throats. If we were given a choice, society would be much better. Paying for a service creates an invested party, and you will work harder to prove your worth and make your investment worthwhile.

Atlas Shrugged changed my philosophical outlook. I no longer believe in God, even though I fake it pretty good. Well, I believe in Him, but I don't think The Holy Bible portrays what Catholicism is about. I take religion into my own hands, and let my preset morals guide me in life. The reason man exists is to make money. I cannot preach that enough. There is no way to exist without a monetary income. We live to get educated, find a job, and die.

I am a Republican bordering on Libertarian mindsets. The government should not have a say in our personal affairs. States should have more power than the Federal government, and regulations should be state-sided. Although welfare is nice, it is a gigantic waste of money. If you cannot support yourself, then you die. It is not my responsibility to buy you food while you sit at home and sleep all day.

I want to go Pennsylvania State University in the Advanced Pre-Medical Program. My ACT scores are not high enough for consideration, so I am retaking it. I have not prepared and do not expect to bring my score up. In reality I will have to stay close to home and attend the University of Michigan. I want to leave this state and my family behind, but it will not be happening soon.

I would much rather be a musician, but Neurology will net me more money and give me a better outlook on life. I want to cure Multiple Sclerosis and insure that my mom is able to walk again. I play the oboe, and I play it wrong. My sound quality is much greater than everyone else in the county, yet I cannot articulate properly. This is a problem with me that will never be fixed. Technique and Tone do not get you anywhere if you cannot properly articulate, which is a basic concept. I understand rhythms better than everyone in my high school, yet no one pays attention to me, and gets them wrong. I am the Drum Major next year, and I do not know if I will be able to lead the band.

I am going to be a Senior next year, and I am Vice-President of NHS, but will do the work of the President without the credit. I am also the President of our Class, but I will be pushed down to Vice-President most likely, because my friend is the other Co-President, doesn't do the work, and wants to claim all the credit. I enjoy taking control of people and telling them what is best. I give advice freely and willingly, but people don't listen and get into trouble. I think about others before myself, but usually manipulate my advice into something that will benefit both of us.

I am Valedictorian of our school, and probably the person with the best GPA ever to graduate. The school district I attend does not care about academics. We have a Top Ten, but refuse to number the ranks, or recognize any sort of Valedictorian.

I hate science, and love philosophy. Science is more practical, yet philosophy can be opinionized and expanded upon. Math is hard for me, but I somehow get by. Everyone depends on me, yet I depend on no one. The girl I like truly likes me, yet will not date me.

I fear failure in life and plan to do what it takes to set myself apart from everyone else. I am a hard-worker, a horrible athlete, a great mind, and kind heart. Life is easy to me, but I fear society is not.

You should feel ashamed for posting this.

Not at all. This thread is about honesty, correct? Well, I was serious.

I have a bad weight problem.

I'm going to college this fall but I'm terrified right now because I'm not really as my track record says I am. I've already been in touch with staff and other students who've reassured me that I'll be able to work on whatever it is that I'm lacking, but I have that nagging b'itch that tells me I'm going to fail.

I'm 17, almost 18, and I have not even gone out with a girl.

Oh and I like eating wafers, they're fu'cking delicious.

I think I have short term memory loss. If not, I just have terrible memory keeping skills.

I moved to Oregon when I was 6, from North Carolina. My parents divorced when I was 7. My mom gave me a choice, then, whether to continue living in Oregon or to move back to North Carolina. I happily chose to stay in Oregon with her (and I am certainly glad I did). I like my mom moreso than my dad. My mom is pretty much my best friend. I've never had more than a few good friends at one time. I don't go to parties. I don't drink. I don't smoke. I like boys. I like girls. I've had several girlfriends, but I've never had sex. I think I'm kinda boring. I don't like my voice. I don't like my hair. I love singing. I suck at small talk. I much prefer to listen than to speak. I am a good typist. But what's the point of having the ability to type well, when your creativity is lacking? (I suck at writing.)

I might post more later (though, I might have already said too much?).

I don't post often, mainly because I consider myself a passive person and prefer to see things from the side, rather than be in the center of them. Although I do wish I had participated more, it never seems to change no matter what I do. Although this applies to both my life and the internet, it happens moreso on the internet because my job has really broken me out of my shell. I still haven't found a way to break my inability to talk and interact with people on the internet.

I live in Arizona, work as a cashier, and am also consider the main announcer at the Fry's I work at. Everyone tells me my voice sounds much different on the loudspeaker than when they talk to me.

I don't talk to others about my anime interest. I have one major friend, who shares a portion of that interest with me, while his interest is moreso with Pokemon xP.

That's all I have to say about myself. I don't expect anyone to read this or know who I am. But I feel I should post something, for the little I have posted isn't enough. =/

I am a huge voyeur and love these kinds of threads.

I am a huge voyeur and love these kinds of threads.

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If anyone wants to talk shop on weight or set up some sort of competition or challenge, I'm game. I'm sliding backwards quickly from what I took off during spring semester now that I'm home.

since we're name dropping here

i always read swerves massive posts and go back to see if he's edited them (and he usually does at least 3 times). he's posted at least 4 blogs that have since been deleted. many of his posts have gone from something to nothing and vice versa. he's really interesting because he seems so conflicted in everything he writes. he's also a very good writer though he says otherwise.

i like maplestory extractions but i feel sick when i see takebacker start talking about stats with anyone. but i like takebacker.





we're never getting neo tokyo.

Okay, enough naming people. Do not name any more people from this forum in this thread. Thanks.

I find human behavior to be really interesting, and I keep mental notes about people if it will benefit me. Despite that, I have no interest in psychology or sociology.

Okay, enough naming people. Do not name any more people from this forum in this thread. Thanks.

Thread of compromised honesty. :/

I finished my first year of college with a 2.4 ish GPA. I was a 4.2 average GPA student in HS

I can honestly say i have no idea what i want to be when i grow up, even though that period is fast approaching, and i have to find a subject i want to do for the rest of my life in the coming year.

I've never actually had a real "date". Hell i went to prom by myself.

I can't drive and my social life pretty much dies every summer.

I want to move out of my house to my apartment, but my parents won't let me =(

I also tend to bottle emotions (for unknown reasons) and i mostly take them out doing excercise or sports (martial arts and swimming are my favs 4+ years and counting).

I also take out my emotions through words, which i can type out a hell of a lot better than actual speaking.

Also i am currently taking suggestions for a major that might seem interesting (hopefully not bio related cause i epic failed Organic chem).

I love you guys. Well, most of you, anyways.

Thread of compromised honesty. :/

it's because i wrote something awful about someone. removed it as fiel posted though.

It's because several people wrote several awful things about several someones.

I love you guys. Well, most of you, anyways.

And many people like your boobs, Loose.

I've always wanted a toaster. Like, a real toaster. Not a dumbass toaster oven that cooks unevenly.