bullet, get off your emotionally charged high-horse (I don't think I've ever used that term before...) and take a breath, your self-admited plethora of anger is showing.
You understood what I said, I don't have to include less information to make it clearer.
<!--QuoteBegin-Black Viper+Mar 25 2005, 01:25 AM--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> (Black Viper @ Mar 25 2005, 01:25 AM)</td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin--> Okay instead of listening to Bro Hymn, listen to Pennywise - This is only a test, lyrics: This is only a test of the emergency broadcast system This is a product of hysterical mass confusion A ship of fools adrift on the sea of our pollution Rudderless and powerless on the sea of our delusion And we're all alone hoping one day someone will save us from ourselves Secretly knowing that as far as we can tell <b>The world has a hungry parasite thats called the human race And we're powerless to stop it we're resigned to our own fate And no one cares-and no one cares</b> This is only a test of the emergency broadcasr system This is a result of our own reckless ambition The castles we have built have all become our prisons Trapped by our arrogance and the weight of our indifference <!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd--> Oh so true...
I forget who said it, but here goes
Humans are intelligent, witty, quick thinking, adaptable creatures capable of surviving almost anything you throw at them.
Humanity is a skittish, foolish, ignorante, panicky race, unable to achieve anything because it is too busy fighting with itself.
@Gwahir- I'm not on a High Horse. I'm very much ashamed of what I put up with. But I, and many of my friends, have found the ONLY way to defeat a bully is to beat the living s**t out of him. The reason is, they are a bully to you BECAUSE they KNOW you won't fight back, and they KNOW they can get the better of you... if they dont' know that, if they know they can beat you, but will take a beating themselves, they will very very often think twice before doing so.
<!--QuoteBegin-BulletHead+Mar 25 2005, 01:23 AM--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> (BulletHead @ Mar 25 2005, 01:23 AM)</td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin--> <!--QuoteBegin-Gwahir+Mar 25 2005, 01:21 AM--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> (Gwahir @ Mar 25 2005, 01:21 AM)</td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin--> instead of assuming I know best, I make my inadequacy known. Which is a better position: claim to have the correct answer even though you don't, or admit the truth? <!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd--> Then you say I don't know what I would have done, and leave it at that. Simple. Short. Direct.
I love it. <!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd--> The point isn't whether he knows an alternative, it's that we must all realize that this boy made the WRONG choice. Hell, YOU didn't put a bullet into any of the people that tormented you. You may have at some point wanted to, but fortunately somehow, that option never became viable to you.
Gwahir's statement was that killing is never the answer. I support this. His life was **** and that is sad, really and truely. But death to anyone including himself must never be an option. NEVER.
You can't justify it, you just <i>can't</i>. Maybe there WAS no other way. But in that case then we have to consider that there was NO way out. Not, nothing else except for a massacre. Instead, he had <b>no</b> options.
<!--QuoteBegin-funbags+Mar 25 2005, 12:59 AM--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> (funbags @ Mar 25 2005, 12:59 AM)</td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin-->Nite...I'm addicted to that squares game. So far, my record is: 52 Squares, 2021 points. edit: 69 squares, 5713 points. edit: 82 squares, 6366 points. OMG. So addicting.<!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd--> I know. That's why I love it. Give credits to some madman named Teppla and his disturbing version of a forum. Don't give credits to pjofsky, as he is evil and azn. A most despicable combination. <!--emo&:p--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/tounge.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='tounge.gif' /><!--endemo-->
**EDIT** Oh great lol, posts are being edited and Bullethead is going to get hit for inflammatory remarks so it's going to look like I'm talking to a wall... o_0
And I did have the availablitity there... I had a .357 LOADED and held TO MY HEAD. ANd it didn't fire... all 6 shells... duds...
And you know why I say a miracle saved me? Cause I was so **** off that I THREW the gun to the ground, and the hammer, which I had pulled back to use on a 7th try, clicked, and FIRED. It put a hole in the wall... trust me, those rounds were good. They should have fired. I should have been dead.
But you know what, I didin't die. I believe it wasn't my time... and I believed after that that I would soon find out why. And guess what, 3 days later, I found the love of my life on the school bus... and she lives in a hellhole of a place. Her step dad deserves to burn in hell, if not for openly MOCKING the bible and TWISTING it's verses to his own means, then for beating and otherwise abusing his wife, my g/f, and her sister. And he's a little puss too... lil PoS has taken Karate for 3 years and is only on his 2nd belt... how pathetic is that. He doesn't do ANYTHING to help around the house, and doesn't call the kids by name (I've heard this myself) and he often refers to them as "****, hoes, ****" and other derogatory names. Her mom is too afraid to do anything, and when I and the school councelor decided to get Child Services involved, the Stepdad and the mom put on such a show they deemed the situation satisfactory... it's like, no **** he won't do anything while they KNOW you're watching... and as if TELLING them isn't a dead giveaway... I've SEEN the bruises on her mom's face... I've HEARD the yelling and cursing... and I've seen FIRST HAND the stupidity of this man.
Her poor dad (her REAL dad) is a professional DJ who's a victim of fraud... three times now he's 'rear ended' people because they decided to STOP RIGHT IN FRONT OF HIM for no reason. I know this because I was IN HIS CAR the 2nd time it happened... middle of the road, only other car on it was about half a mile ahead... and the guy just randomly comes up, passes us, and a few moments later, SLAMS on the brakes...
So it's no wonder he can't support my g/f AND her bro (who lives at their dads apartment)
My reason for living is her... and without her, I would have simply stabbed myself... I have the damn Wazkashi here that I could do it with! But you know what... I have a reason to live... and it's her... and that's all I need. I need to protect her, and comfort her. Which is hard as he stepdad has banned me from seeing her... but I will marry her one day, and that keeps me going. So does know that I can now protect myself and her when the time comes. THAT is what is needed... LOVE. A REASON.
Violence will only get the bullies off your back for a short while... but having someone to love makes it all worthy of living thru.
Considering I'm only going on 17 (in about 2 monts) I doubt you met me at UVA <!--emo&:p--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/tounge.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='tounge.gif' /><!--endemo-->
But yes... I know what it feels like to not only wish death on everybody, but to damn near do it yourself... it hurts, a lot... what hurts more is having to live with that memory. At least for me, knowing that I was, at one point, so weak that I would have given up and ended my own life in a blaze of cowardice and hatred... it pains me greatly... and that is the worst part. Suicide, at least as far as I read it, is, by Christian standards, much, MUCH worse than homicide. It is the cowards way out, and thus condems your soul to hell.
But that's just how I read it *shrug*
Slow-Ninja edit-
Oh, of a FRIEND XD I mis read that.... then again, it IS nearly 2 am here 0o' and I've been on my feet from 1 to 10 (4 hours at a party, and 5 at work 0o')
<!--QuoteBegin-BulletHead+Mar 25 2005, 01:20 AM--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> (BulletHead @ Mar 25 2005, 01:20 AM)</td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin--> <!--QuoteBegin-Gwahir+Mar 25 2005, 01:10 AM--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> (Gwahir @ Mar 25 2005, 01:10 AM)</td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin--> I have no expertise in dealing with people like this from an authoritative position.
None of this has any bearing on my statement.
His killing people cannot be excused. <!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd--> In other words- you can't say what you'd do cause it'd most likely be the same thing
Otherwise, explain yourself, cause it has ALL the bearing in the world on it... don't just say he's wrong, say he's wrong, why, and what YOU would have done differently because it is YOU that said he was wrong
@Funbags- HOW would you have dealt with it? Just put up with it? So you'd have, as that 8 year old kid, sat in the corner and cried, as that 12 year old, allowed people to shoot spitballs and names at you, as a 17 year old allowed that bully to take your lunch money and beat you up... yeah... right... <!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd--> It had been happening throughout my 8 years of schooling. I had easy access to plenty of firearms, but I didn't do anything. I put up with it, and guess what? Things worked out and now life is good.
Edit:
I'm in 10th grade, now.
edit2:
I too have put a gun to my head with my intent being suicide. I thought about it though, and realised it was a losers way out.
<!--QuoteBegin-BulletHead+Mar 25 2005, 01:38 AM--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> (BulletHead @ Mar 25 2005, 01:38 AM)</td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin-->Cold Nite, there WAS a way out<!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd--> Good. My point was to illustrate that IF there wasn't a way out other than through death. Then there was no way out. Not to say that there ACTUALLY wasn't a way out. I wouldn't know, I wasn't there.
<!--QuoteBegin-BulletHead+Mar 25 2005, 01:38 AM--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> (BulletHead @ Mar 25 2005, 01:38 AM)</td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin-->Non LETHAL, but still violent.<!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd--> That's called bull**** and I'm calling it.
I'm going to bet on the ability of people to overcome their trials and hardships through courage and perserverence instead of through despair, loathing and finally slaughter. I may not see his way out. You may not see his way out. No one on this forums may see it. But whatever force rules our existence, whatever point there is in living. It acted for you. 6 times. And for him, it must have been there, if only he saw it. If only it acted for him. Or perhaps if only he acted for it.
<!--QuoteBegin-BulletHead+Mar 25 2005, 01:38 AM--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> (BulletHead @ Mar 25 2005, 01:38 AM)</td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin-->And I did have the availablitity there... I had a .357 LOADED and held TO MY HEAD. ANd it didn't fire... all 6 shells... duds...
And you know why I say a miracle saved me? Cause I was so **** off that I THREW the gun to the ground, and the hammer, which I had pulled back to use on a 7th try, clicked, and FIRED. It put a hole in the wall... trust me, those rounds were good. They should have fired. I should have been dead.
But you know what, I didin't die. I believe it wasn't my time... and I believed after that that I would soon find out why. And guess what, 3 days later, I found the love of my life on the school bus... and she lives in a hellhole of a place. Her step dad deserves to burn in hell, if not for openly MOCKING the bible and TWISTING it's verses to his own means, then for beating and otherwise abusing his wife, my g/f, and her sister. And he's a little puss too... lil PoS has taken Karate for 3 years and is only on his 2nd belt... how pathetic is that. He doesn't do ANYTHING to help around the house, and doesn't call the kids by name (I've heard this myself) and he often refers to them as "****, hoes, ****" and other derogatory names. Her mom is too afraid to do anything, and when I and the school councelor decided to get Child Services involved, the Stepdad and the mom put on such a show they deemed the situation satisfactory... it's like, no **** he won't do anything while they KNOW you're watching... and as if TELLING them isn't a dead giveaway... I've SEEN the bruises on her mom's face... I've HEARD the yelling and cursing... and I've seen FIRST HAND the stupidity of this man.
Her poor dad (her REAL dad) is a professional DJ who's a victim of fraud... three times now he's 'rear ended' people because they decided to STOP RIGHT IN FRONT OF HIM for no reason. I know this because I was IN HIS CAR the 2nd time it happened... middle of the road, only other car on it was about half a mile ahead... and the guy just randomly comes up, passes us, and a few moments later, SLAMS on the brakes...<!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd--> I believe every being that has ever walked this earth had some reason to be here. This reason could be acquired through living life, or given before even their birth I don't know and don't care. Perhaps it was so minor we'd never notice. Perhaps it was so huge that it was recognized on sight. Not everyone finds it, but it's there. But to them, it was enough. You deserve life. I deserve life. The man that deals drugs on the corner deserves life.
Forgive me for believing something so stupid. But I would rather embrace this small font of naivete than the alternative.
<!--QuoteBegin-BulletHead+Mar 24 2005, 11:01 PM--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> (BulletHead @ Mar 24 2005, 11:01 PM)</td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin--> A) Had sex with the prettiest girl last night B) Having the coolest car C) Having the best drug supplier or D) Being able to kick their **** <!--QuoteEnd--> </td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'> <!--QuoteEEnd--> A) Check B) Check C) Check D) Check
one question bullethead, were you asking what I would have done in the place of the killer, or in the place of the school, that seems to have switched back and forth.
And in case you're wondering, the worst I ever did to another person was break his ribs.
<!--QuoteBegin-Chrono+Mar 25 2005, 01:48 AM--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> (Chrono @ Mar 25 2005, 01:48 AM)</td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin--> <!--QuoteBegin-BulletHead+Mar 24 2005, 11:01 PM--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> (BulletHead @ Mar 24 2005, 11:01 PM)</td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin--> A) Had sex with the prettiest girl last night B) Having the coolest car C) Having the best drug supplier or D) Being able to kick their **** <!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd--> A) Check B) Check C) Check D) Check
life is good <!--QuoteEnd--> </td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'> <!--QuoteEEnd--> I hate you.
By all means, I should be dead. But somehow, thru 6 smacks of the hammer, none of the bullets fired. It wasn't untill it was "safely" on the ground and pointing the other way (by means of me having thrown it there) that it fired.
Also, what kind of teasing are we talking about? I'm not talking about things like "Oh my GOd you're UGLY LAWL"
No, I mean GUT WRENCHING things... and physical things... things that should never have to happen... like having someone dump mustard on you (and I mean a full GALLON container of it), thrusting you into a trash can, and leaving you in there upside down. Yes... that was the kind of **** that went on in my school. Fortunately, I was too wiry to get hit with the mustard (More often than not, I could wrench free of them holding me... it was the punches that were the problem)
@Gwahir- In place of the killer.
And the worst I ever did was either when I was in preschool, and glued some girl (some girl who is, consequently good friends with me, quite beautiful, lil short, cheerleader that has been in the same class as me SINCE then) to her sleeping mat (which is VELCROED to the floor) for smashing my clay model...
OR
it would be when I poured Paint Thinner (no, NOT non toxic kind) in someones soda at school. And yes, they did drink it... they were absent for the next 2 weeks from school 0o'
OR
it might be what I did to that 1st bully... never DID find out what happened to him...
He followed me home on the bus... got off at my stop... I ignored him, cause I NEVER like to throw the first punch ever since I started fighting back (see, this way I can claim self defense) Anyway, he punches me in the back of the head (prolly breaking his hand, as he used a closed fist... baka) so I round on him, he hits me again, in the forehead... now I'm just ****, so I grab his throat and squeeze... my arms are a good 3 inches longer than his, so he couldn't do jack all about it. Finally he passes out, and I THROW him, neck first, against a nearby building and walked the rest of the way home...
To this day I do not know what has become of him... I think he dropped out of school 0o'
ah, in the place of the killer, at his current age. Blown off the offenders as idiots.
A few years younger I would either punch them or insult them back.
now: wouldn't even consider the people really, I know their type
[ramblings]
The ribs guy was a little more than 9 years ago. Been a while. High school was easier most of the time. Still had a few idiots around. I was once called an 80 year old in a 16 year old's body, not as an insult but more a critique on my refusal to back down on some things. There was only one person I seriously considered killing. But that's okay now because I eventually forgave the guy. I later found out he managed to get his girlfriend pregnant and drop out of high school...
Chronos, I think my life is very good right now actually
I got my music I got Rhythm I got my Gal
Who could ask for anything me
I also got a fair ammount of money (by working for it... Soccer Referee and working part time at Quiznos... which is good money and good food BTW)
I have a PS1, NES, Sega Genesis, GameCube, XBox, a very very good PC, 4 other PC's (we have a home network and server) a good house, loving, but dim, parents, an annoying, but still loving, brother.
I have 2 dogs... c'mon... life is better with dogs
So I'm failing a class in school... math's never been my strong point... I have a girl that I KNOW will wait till we can see one another again (and who I see in school anyway *lol*) and whom I plan to marry some day
I already have my future car (only got my permit ATM)- my Grandfather is giving me his Nissan Pathfinder... a gas guzzler sure, but with a proper tuneup it'll be okay... since I've ridden with him in it with snow up to the bloody BUMPER and it's had no problem. 4WD Ex Low rocks <!--emo&:)--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/smile-fix.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='smile-fix.gif' /><!--endemo-->
- Alcohol - sexy chicks swooning over my legendary-ness. - A computer. - A 1982 model TV - Wireless keyboard + mouse - Cordless phone
I WIN SO!
(coherence not included)<!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd--> -A nickname of Coleman. -Being one of those "thisisnotporn.com" riddle freaks. -A retro TV. -Australia. -Being You.
-Getting a springfield XD -Just broke up with my girlfriend -Just ate some McDonalds -Talking to my dad who's in Iraq.
Life is ok. <!--emo&:)--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/smile-fix.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='smile-fix.gif' /><!--endemo-->
- Alcohol - sexy chicks swooning over my legendary-ness. - A computer. - A 1982 model TV - Wireless keyboard + mouse - Cordless phone
I WIN SO!
(coherence not included)<!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd--> -A nickname of Coleman. -Being one of those "thisisnotporn.com" riddle freaks. -A retro TV. -Australia. -Being You.
<!--QuoteEnd--> </td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'> <!--QuoteEEnd--> All of these add up to total ownage.
<!--QuoteBegin-Gwahir+Mar 24 2005, 09:48 PM--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> (Gwahir @ Mar 24 2005, 09:48 PM)</td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin--> The teasing, while bad, does not excuse the act of killing. <!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd--> True, but it does make the act somewhat more understandable. Just like its not justifyable to kill your wife and her lover for getting it on behind your back, but people don't think of you the same way they think of charles manson when you do it for that reason.
<!--QuoteBegin--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> </td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin--> they also said he was telling friends how funny it would be to kill a bunch of people and none of his friends believed him<!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd--> Well, and maybe you ahve to be a complete social outcast to understand this, it is actually kind of funny. The thought of it, not so much the act. Simply because thinking of the faces those punks who think they're better then you would make while your staring at them down the barrel of a gun is quite a satisfying image.
<!--QuoteBegin--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> </td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin-->So I can see why kids do **** like this... and it is NOT the parents fault... it is the SCHOOL's fault<!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd--> Maybe thats why I never went on a killing spree, my school had the greatest principal ever, and for the most part he kept the **** in line. I'm talking about a man who used to play pro football and could palm a basket ball, you better believe he demanded respect. But it wasn't only that, he was just a great guy and really on top of things.
<!--QuoteBegin--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> </td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin-->Sure, his parents died, was teased at school, had no friends, whatever, that's tough, nobody wants to have to endure that, but life's like that. Resorting to something so cold-blooded and barbaric isn't going to win anybody's sympathy.<!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd--> I doubt that was the point. I'm pretty sure it was more revenge motivated. The guy, more then likely, just snapped.
<!--QuoteBegin--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> </td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin-->IMO, guns should be kept out of the reach of anyone who owns a LJ. <!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd--> Agreed.
<!--QuoteBegin--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> </td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin-->My reason for living is her... and without her, I would have simply stabbed myself... I have the damn Wazkashi here that I could do it with! But you know what... I have a reason to live... and it's her... and that's all I need. I need to protect her, and comfort her. Which is hard as he stepdad has banned me from seeing her... but I will marry her one day, and that keeps me going. So does know that I can now protect myself and her when the time comes. THAT is what is needed... LOVE. A REASON.
Violence will only get the bullies off your back for a short while... but having someone to love makes it all worthy of living thru.<!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd--> I wish you good luck with that. Just know that I mean that while I go off and feel bad for having no idea what thats like.
<!--QuoteBegin--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> </td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin-->It had been happening throughout my 8 years of schooling. I had easy access to plenty of firearms, but I didn't do anything. I put up with it, and guess what? Things worked out and now life is good.<!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd--> Great, now I get to feel worse. Because even though I didn't kill anybody life still isn't good...
<!--QuoteBegin--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> </td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin-->I too have put a gun to my head with my intent being suicide. I thought about it though, and realised it was a losers way out. <!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd--> I just have to say this because its been mentioned so much: Suicide is not always a selfish act, and it is not always a cowardly act, or a "loosers way out".
Comments
You understood what I said, I don't have to include less information to make it clearer.
This is only a test of the emergency broadcast system
This is a product of hysterical mass confusion
A ship of fools adrift on the sea of our pollution
Rudderless and powerless on the sea of our delusion
And we're all alone hoping one day someone will save us from ourselves
Secretly knowing that as far as we can tell
<b>The world has a hungry parasite thats called the human race
And we're powerless to stop it we're resigned to our own fate
And no one cares-and no one cares</b>
This is only a test of the emergency broadcasr system
This is a result of our own reckless ambition
The castles we have built have all become our prisons
Trapped by our arrogance and the weight of our indifference <!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd-->
Oh so true...
I forget who said it, but here goes
Humans are intelligent, witty, quick thinking, adaptable creatures capable of surviving almost anything you throw at them.
Humanity is a skittish, foolish, ignorante, panicky race, unable to achieve anything because it is too busy fighting with itself.
@Gwahir- I'm not on a High Horse. I'm very much ashamed of what I put up with. But I, and many of my friends, have found the ONLY way to defeat a bully is to beat the living s**t out of him. The reason is, they are a bully to you BECAUSE they KNOW you won't fight back, and they KNOW they can get the better of you... if they dont' know that, if they know they can beat you, but will take a beating themselves, they will very very often think twice before doing so.
< insert mocking parody of above lyrics, in the spirit of N'SYNC's BYE BYE BYE >
Then you say I don't know what I would have done, and leave it at that. Simple. Short. Direct.
I love it. <!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd-->
The point isn't whether he knows an alternative, it's that we must all realize that this boy made the WRONG choice. Hell, YOU didn't put a bullet into any of the people that tormented you. You may have at some point wanted to, but fortunately somehow, that option never became viable to you.
Gwahir's statement was that killing is never the answer. I support this. His life was **** and that is sad, really and truely. But death to anyone including himself must never be an option. NEVER.
You can't justify it, you just <i>can't</i>. Maybe there WAS no other way. But in that case then we have to consider that there was NO way out. Not, nothing else except for a massacre. Instead, he had <b>no</b> options.
<!--QuoteBegin-funbags+Mar 25 2005, 12:59 AM--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> (funbags @ Mar 25 2005, 12:59 AM)</td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin-->Nite...I'm addicted to that squares game. So far, my record is:
52 Squares, 2021 points.
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69 squares, 5713 points.
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82 squares, 6366 points.
OMG. So addicting.<!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd-->
I know. That's why I love it. Give credits to some madman named Teppla and his disturbing version of a forum. Don't give credits to pjofsky, as he is evil and azn. A most despicable combination. <!--emo&:p--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/tounge.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='tounge.gif' /><!--endemo-->
**EDIT**
Oh great lol, posts are being edited and Bullethead is going to get hit for inflammatory remarks so it's going to look like I'm talking to a wall... o_0
Non LETHAL, but still violent.
And I did have the availablitity there... I had a .357 LOADED and held TO MY HEAD. ANd it didn't fire... all 6 shells... duds...
And you know why I say a miracle saved me? Cause I was so **** off that I THREW the gun to the ground, and the hammer, which I had pulled back to use on a 7th try, clicked, and FIRED. It put a hole in the wall... trust me, those rounds were good. They should have fired. I should have been dead.
But you know what, I didin't die. I believe it wasn't my time... and I believed after that that I would soon find out why. And guess what, 3 days later, I found the love of my life on the school bus... and she lives in a hellhole of a place. Her step dad deserves to burn in hell, if not for openly MOCKING the bible and TWISTING it's verses to his own means, then for beating and otherwise abusing his wife, my g/f, and her sister. And he's a little puss too... lil PoS has taken Karate for 3 years and is only on his 2nd belt... how pathetic is that. He doesn't do ANYTHING to help around the house, and doesn't call the kids by name (I've heard this myself) and he often refers to them as "****, hoes, ****" and other derogatory names. Her mom is too afraid to do anything, and when I and the school councelor decided to get Child Services involved, the Stepdad and the mom put on such a show they deemed the situation satisfactory... it's like, no **** he won't do anything while they KNOW you're watching... and as if TELLING them isn't a dead giveaway... I've SEEN the bruises on her mom's face... I've HEARD the yelling and cursing... and I've seen FIRST HAND the stupidity of this man.
Her poor dad (her REAL dad) is a professional DJ who's a victim of fraud... three times now he's 'rear ended' people because they decided to STOP RIGHT IN FRONT OF HIM for no reason. I know this because I was IN HIS CAR the 2nd time it happened... middle of the road, only other car on it was about half a mile ahead... and the guy just randomly comes up, passes us, and a few moments later, SLAMS on the brakes...
So it's no wonder he can't support my g/f AND her bro (who lives at their dads apartment)
My reason for living is her... and without her, I would have simply stabbed myself... I have the damn Wazkashi here that I could do it with! But you know what... I have a reason to live... and it's her... and that's all I need. I need to protect her, and comfort her. Which is hard as he stepdad has banned me from seeing her... but I will marry her one day, and that keeps me going. So does know that I can now protect myself and her when the time comes. THAT is what is needed... LOVE. A REASON.
Violence will only get the bullies off your back for a short while... but having someone to love makes it all worthy of living thru.
But yes... I know what it feels like to not only wish death on everybody, but to damn near do it yourself... it hurts, a lot... what hurts more is having to live with that memory. At least for me, knowing that I was, at one point, so weak that I would have given up and ended my own life in a blaze of cowardice and hatred... it pains me greatly... and that is the worst part. Suicide, at least as far as I read it, is, by Christian standards, much, MUCH worse than homicide. It is the cowards way out, and thus condems your soul to hell.
But that's just how I read it *shrug*
Slow-Ninja edit-
Oh, of a FRIEND XD I mis read that.... then again, it IS nearly 2 am here 0o' and I've been on my feet from 1 to 10 (4 hours at a party, and 5 at work 0o')
None of this has any bearing on my statement.
His killing people cannot be excused. <!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd-->
In other words- you can't say what you'd do cause it'd most likely be the same thing
Otherwise, explain yourself, cause it has ALL the bearing in the world on it... don't just say he's wrong, say he's wrong, why, and what YOU would have done differently because it is YOU that said he was wrong
@Funbags- HOW would you have dealt with it? Just put up with it? So you'd have, as that 8 year old kid, sat in the corner and cried, as that 12 year old, allowed people to shoot spitballs and names at you, as a 17 year old allowed that bully to take your lunch money and beat you up... yeah... right... <!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd-->
It had been happening throughout my 8 years of schooling. I had easy access to plenty of firearms, but I didn't do anything. I put up with it, and guess what? Things worked out and now life is good.
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I'm in 10th grade, now.
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I too have put a gun to my head with my intent being suicide. I thought about it though, and realised it was a losers way out.
Good. My point was to illustrate that IF there wasn't a way out other than through death. Then there was no way out. Not to say that there ACTUALLY wasn't a way out. I wouldn't know, I wasn't there.
<!--QuoteBegin-BulletHead+Mar 25 2005, 01:38 AM--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> (BulletHead @ Mar 25 2005, 01:38 AM)</td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin-->Non LETHAL, but still violent.<!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd-->
That's called bull**** and I'm calling it.
I'm going to bet on the ability of people to overcome their trials and hardships through courage and perserverence instead of through despair, loathing and finally slaughter. I may not see his way out. You may not see his way out. No one on this forums may see it. But whatever force rules our existence, whatever point there is in living. It acted for you. 6 times. And for him, it must have been there, if only he saw it. If only it acted for him. Or perhaps if only he acted for it.
<!--QuoteBegin-BulletHead+Mar 25 2005, 01:38 AM--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> (BulletHead @ Mar 25 2005, 01:38 AM)</td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin-->And I did have the availablitity there... I had a .357 LOADED and held TO MY HEAD. ANd it didn't fire... all 6 shells... duds...
And you know why I say a miracle saved me? Cause I was so **** off that I THREW the gun to the ground, and the hammer, which I had pulled back to use on a 7th try, clicked, and FIRED. It put a hole in the wall... trust me, those rounds were good. They should have fired. I should have been dead.
But you know what, I didin't die. I believe it wasn't my time... and I believed after that that I would soon find out why. And guess what, 3 days later, I found the love of my life on the school bus... and she lives in a hellhole of a place. Her step dad deserves to burn in hell, if not for openly MOCKING the bible and TWISTING it's verses to his own means, then for beating and otherwise abusing his wife, my g/f, and her sister. And he's a little puss too... lil PoS has taken Karate for 3 years and is only on his 2nd belt... how pathetic is that. He doesn't do ANYTHING to help around the house, and doesn't call the kids by name (I've heard this myself) and he often refers to them as "****, hoes, ****" and other derogatory names. Her mom is too afraid to do anything, and when I and the school councelor decided to get Child Services involved, the Stepdad and the mom put on such a show they deemed the situation satisfactory... it's like, no **** he won't do anything while they KNOW you're watching... and as if TELLING them isn't a dead giveaway... I've SEEN the bruises on her mom's face... I've HEARD the yelling and cursing... and I've seen FIRST HAND the stupidity of this man.
Her poor dad (her REAL dad) is a professional DJ who's a victim of fraud... three times now he's 'rear ended' people because they decided to STOP RIGHT IN FRONT OF HIM for no reason. I know this because I was IN HIS CAR the 2nd time it happened... middle of the road, only other car on it was about half a mile ahead... and the guy just randomly comes up, passes us, and a few moments later, SLAMS on the brakes...<!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd-->
I believe every being that has ever walked this earth had some reason to be here. This reason could be acquired through living life, or given before even their birth I don't know and don't care. Perhaps it was so minor we'd never notice. Perhaps it was so huge that it was recognized on sight. Not everyone finds it, but it's there. But to them, it was enough. You deserve life. I deserve life. The man that deals drugs on the corner deserves life.
Forgive me for believing something so stupid. But I would rather embrace this small font of naivete than the alternative.
B) Having the coolest car
C) Having the best drug supplier
or D) Being able to kick their **** <!--QuoteEnd--> </td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'> <!--QuoteEEnd-->
A) Check
B) Check
C) Check
D) Check
life is good
And in case you're wondering, the worst I ever did to another person was break his ribs.
B) Having the coolest car
C) Having the best drug supplier
or D) Being able to kick their **** <!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd-->
A) Check
B) Check
C) Check
D) Check
life is good <!--QuoteEnd--> </td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'> <!--QuoteEEnd-->
I hate you.
By all means, I should be dead. But somehow, thru 6 smacks of the hammer, none of the bullets fired. It wasn't untill it was "safely" on the ground and pointing the other way (by means of me having thrown it there) that it fired.
Also, what kind of teasing are we talking about? I'm not talking about things like "Oh my GOd you're UGLY LAWL"
No, I mean GUT WRENCHING things... and physical things... things that should never have to happen... like having someone dump mustard on you (and I mean a full GALLON container of it), thrusting you into a trash can, and leaving you in there upside down. Yes... that was the kind of **** that went on in my school. Fortunately, I was too wiry to get hit with the mustard (More often than not, I could wrench free of them holding me... it was the punches that were the problem)
@Gwahir- In place of the killer.
And the worst I ever did was either when I was in preschool, and glued some girl (some girl who is, consequently good friends with me, quite beautiful, lil short, cheerleader that has been in the same class as me SINCE then) to her sleeping mat (which is VELCROED to the floor) for smashing my clay model...
OR
it would be when I poured Paint Thinner (no, NOT non toxic kind) in someones soda at school. And yes, they did drink it... they were absent for the next 2 weeks from school 0o'
OR
it might be what I did to that 1st bully... never DID find out what happened to him...
He followed me home on the bus... got off at my stop... I ignored him, cause I NEVER like to throw the first punch ever since I started fighting back (see, this way I can claim self defense) Anyway, he punches me in the back of the head (prolly breaking his hand, as he used a closed fist... baka) so I round on him, he hits me again, in the forehead... now I'm just ****, so I grab his throat and squeeze... my arms are a good 3 inches longer than his, so he couldn't do jack all about it. Finally he passes out, and I THROW him, neck first, against a nearby building and walked the rest of the way home...
To this day I do not know what has become of him... I think he dropped out of school 0o'
but here are 2 signs of hope for you
1) your life can only get better
2) my life can only get worse
A few years younger I would either punch them or insult them back.
now: wouldn't even consider the people really, I know their type
[ramblings]
The ribs guy was a little more than 9 years ago. Been a while. High school was easier most of the time. Still had a few idiots around. I was once called an 80 year old in a 16 year old's body, not as an insult but more a critique on my refusal to back down on some things. There was only one person I seriously considered killing. But that's okay now because I eventually forgave the guy. I later found out he managed to get his girlfriend pregnant and drop out of high school...
[/ramblings]
edit: I won't go in to how I was treated
I got my music
I got Rhythm
I got my Gal
Who could ask for anything me
I also got a fair ammount of money (by working for it... Soccer Referee and working part time at Quiznos... which is good money and good food BTW)
I have a PS1, NES, Sega Genesis, GameCube, XBox, a very very good PC, 4 other PC's (we have a home network and server) a good house, loving, but dim, parents, an annoying, but still loving, brother.
I have 2 dogs... c'mon... life is better with dogs
So I'm failing a class in school... math's never been my strong point... I have a girl that I KNOW will wait till we can see one another again (and who I see in school anyway *lol*) and whom I plan to marry some day
I already have my future car (only got my permit ATM)- my Grandfather is giving me his Nissan Pathfinder... a gas guzzler sure, but with a proper tuneup it'll be okay... since I've ridden with him in it with snow up to the bloody BUMPER and it's had no problem. 4WD Ex Low rocks <!--emo&:)--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/smile-fix.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='smile-fix.gif' /><!--endemo-->
My life consists of the following:
- Alcohol
- sexy chicks swooning over my legendary-ness.
- A computer.
- A 1982 model TV
- Wireless keyboard + mouse
- Cordless phone
I WIN SO!
(coherence not included)
My life consists of the following:
- Alcohol
- sexy chicks swooning over my legendary-ness.
- A computer.
- A 1982 model TV
- Wireless keyboard + mouse
- Cordless phone
I WIN SO!
(coherence not included)<!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd-->
-A nickname of Coleman.
-Being one of those "thisisnotporn.com" riddle freaks.
-A retro TV.
-Australia.
-Being You.
<!--emo&::tsa::--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/tsa.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='tsa.gif' /><!--endemo--> LOSE. <!--emo&::tsa::--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/tsa.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='tsa.gif' /><!--endemo-->
Imo, sucks to be coleman, tbh. <!--emo&;)--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/wink-fix.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='wink-fix.gif' /><!--endemo-->
-Just broke up with my girlfriend
-Just ate some McDonalds
-Talking to my dad who's in Iraq.
Life is ok. <!--emo&:)--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/smile-fix.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='smile-fix.gif' /><!--endemo-->
I'm joyfull.
Even if I were to get depressed, I'm still quite joyous.
Joy.
can't take that away.
I win.
Just extract it
it is Josh Grobans "You Raise Me Up"
I have a music vid... but there's no way in HELL I can host a 20+ meg RAR file 0o'
My life consists of the following:
- Alcohol
- sexy chicks swooning over my legendary-ness.
- A computer.
- A 1982 model TV
- Wireless keyboard + mouse
- Cordless phone
I WIN SO!
(coherence not included)<!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd-->
-A nickname of Coleman.
-Being one of those "thisisnotporn.com" riddle freaks.
-A retro TV.
-Australia.
-Being You.
<!--QuoteEnd--> </td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'> <!--QuoteEEnd-->
All of these add up to total ownage.
True, but it does make the act somewhat more understandable. Just like its not justifyable to kill your wife and her lover for getting it on behind your back, but people don't think of you the same way they think of charles manson when you do it for that reason.
<!--QuoteBegin--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> </td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin--> they also said he was telling friends how funny it would be to kill a bunch of people and none of his friends believed him<!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd-->
Well, and maybe you ahve to be a complete social outcast to understand this, it is actually kind of funny. The thought of it, not so much the act. Simply because thinking of the faces those punks who think they're better then you would make while your staring at them down the barrel of a gun is quite a satisfying image.
<!--QuoteBegin--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> </td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin-->So I can see why kids do **** like this... and it is NOT the parents fault... it is the SCHOOL's fault<!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd-->
Maybe thats why I never went on a killing spree, my school had the greatest principal ever, and for the most part he kept the **** in line. I'm talking about a man who used to play pro football and could palm a basket ball, you better believe he demanded respect. But it wasn't only that, he was just a great guy and really on top of things.
<!--QuoteBegin--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> </td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin-->Sure, his parents died, was teased at school, had no friends, whatever, that's tough, nobody wants to have to endure that, but life's like that. Resorting to something so cold-blooded and barbaric isn't going to win anybody's sympathy.<!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd-->
I doubt that was the point. I'm pretty sure it was more revenge motivated. The guy, more then likely, just snapped.
<!--QuoteBegin--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> </td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin-->IMO, guns should be kept out of the reach of anyone who owns a LJ.
<!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd-->
Agreed.
<!--QuoteBegin--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> </td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin-->My reason for living is her... and without her, I would have simply stabbed myself... I have the damn Wazkashi here that I could do it with! But you know what... I have a reason to live... and it's her... and that's all I need. I need to protect her, and comfort her. Which is hard as he stepdad has banned me from seeing her... but I will marry her one day, and that keeps me going. So does know that I can now protect myself and her when the time comes. THAT is what is needed... LOVE. A REASON.
Violence will only get the bullies off your back for a short while... but having someone to love makes it all worthy of living thru.<!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd-->
I wish you good luck with that. Just know that I mean that while I go off and feel bad for having no idea what thats like.
<!--QuoteBegin--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> </td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin-->It had been happening throughout my 8 years of schooling. I had easy access to plenty of firearms, but I didn't do anything. I put up with it, and guess what? Things worked out and now life is good.<!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd-->
Great, now I get to feel worse. Because even though I didn't kill anybody life still isn't good...
<!--QuoteBegin--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> </td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin-->I too have put a gun to my head with my intent being suicide. I thought about it though, and realised it was a losers way out. <!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd-->
I just have to say this because its been mentioned so much: Suicide is not always a selfish act, and it is not always a cowardly act, or a "loosers way out".
Hmm... What do I have?
- A bottle of Jack Daniels
- Newest Motörhead album
- 4 days off
Whoot, I win!
*Piratedit*
Oh, oh! Also I just payed for another month of WoW! Wewt.