$.25, $.50, $.75 ping pang poy, pong poy ping ping............... Un Hello Dr. Freud? Um yea, I'm over here in da Anandtech Off Topic Forum vit dis chick whats got a emotional problem. Vhat kind of problem? You name it vat kind of problem. She's nuts. First she says one ting and den anoder. Dat don't make her normal in my book Sigi. Da latest complaint is dat she has problems vit committment. Javol, As soon as da guy gets serious it's byby time. Ja! Nein, she doesn't vant no abuse. I know she's lying, you don't have to tell me dat she's lying. Listen to dis:
you think you know how i am because of the things i say on here? how the hell do you know if im worth paying attention to? have you ever spoken to me? have you ever tried to go to know me? i didnt think so.
Can you credit dat von Sisi? I tink I know her, Have I ever tried to get to know her? Vich is it Sigi? Honest Zigi, dis is da foist thread I ever been in vit her und she tells me foist dat I know her and den dat I ain't never tried ta get ta know her. Gott in Himmel, vat a case!!!! Und it goes on:
and im sorry you think im an asshole because i come online and have some fun and have made some friends and get all sarcastic about how people think im cute.
I don't know who da hell she is Sigi.
"i know that im special and i know that im smart and if that makes me concieted then fine.
i dont expect anyones attention i make threads, NOT EVEN HERE, ON SWF where my friends are where lots of people post thier pictures because sometimes i feel really good about myself when im going out and im looking the best i can.
it may surprise you to know that i have political opinons, dreams, aspirations and am very passionate about human rights and if you think i needed to be validated by boys and their attention you are wrong."
Don't it make ya cry Sigi. I want ta marry her. Dear Mutter, she's just like you:
"i dont expect much when i come online because i know that there are people that dont like me when they dont even know me but i expect a little respect because i have the decency to show it to everyone else.
if you dont like me then leave me alone.""
Vat do I do now Sigi, she tinks I hate her. Mein Gott, she vants me ta leave her alone. First an attention whore and now da feminazi I am woman hear me roar. I tink she's got bigger balls dan I do Sigi. Don't laugh, you ass, My reputation's at stake. A course I know dat I got ta hepl her vit da committment thingi, but da minute dat I demonstrate some lesson ta her on dat score she's gonna claim dat she's suffering from some other problem vit boys. I know she's nuts Sigi. Dats vat I been trying ta tell ya. Ok ok I'll give her da standard dope on the da committment thingi and see vat happens. Bye!
Dear Ms eakers, the inability to make a committment, despite your bostful demeanor, indicates a lack of trust. There are a number of interpretations, but they lead inevitably and inexorably in one direction, namely to hidden feelings of worthlessness. The reason that our relationships fail is because we so deeply hate ourselves that we are quite convinced, on an unconscious level to be sure, that anybody who loves us has got to be crazy. That, by the way accounts for the problem you don't have, picking boys who put you down and disrespect you. They, at least, are honest. They treat you how you feel you deserve to be treated. So we are insane. On the one hand we call out for love. Come hear and love me, but on the other we push away. Don't love me, because I am worthless and you will only get hurt. The reason that most relationships fail is that all they are composed of is two vacuum cleaners sucking off each other. It is very important, in order to mature, to learn about yourself and how you feel about yourself and to do what you can to root out that pernecious self hate.
One big aspect of the problem is that the vast majority of people are in denial. They don't know they hate themselves. There is an easy way to diagnose it. If putdowns bother you, you can bet it's from the fact that you already agree, unconsciously. I hope my little game has given you at least a tiny morsel for thought. Several people diagnosed the problem correctly, but that truth always gets overlooked in a rush to deny our rather unpleasant inner reality. I noticed your thread title on the way through looking for something that might interest me and from the title recognized a subject that is important to me. Think of me as a rather strange bird that flew in the window, and then out again.