Epically Schizoid Moments

kmyers wrote:Having a cousin(female 9 years older than me who I lost my virginity to when I was 15) naming me as "pallbearer" to spread her ashes, but then she addmited that she didn't expect me to do anything at all. She was schizoid or avoidant and was similar to me. She had no doubt I wouldn't show up and it would not be surprised.

Hmmm... you had sex with your cousin? o_0 who is also a child molester? She died and wanted you to scatter her ashes somewhere? Interesting Tell me more!

... anywho, I was at school once and went up to relax by some people I recognized, leaning against a wall I was eating doritos. One of the fatter kids was holding a small kid around the neck laughing and wrestling. They both stopped moving and said hello and I offered them both some doritos and the smaller one took some and then the bigger one went back to wrestling him down

fluke30 wrote:... anywho, I was at school once and went up to relax by some people I recognized, leaning against a wall I was eating doritos. One of the fatter kids was holding a small kid around the neck laughing and wrestling. They both stopped moving and said hello and I offered them both some doritos and the smaller one took some and then the bigger one went back to wrestling him down

LOL. I dont get the relevance, but that sound like a scene from a Disney kid movie or a nickelodeon show

It was back when I was in high school
I was doing a friend's makeup for fun because she never wears any
She ended up looking really cute but then something happened
All of a sudden the sky was closing in on me
It's so big and overhead and it's looming and watching and omnipotent
And everyone asked me what the matter was
And I told them to stop asking me
I did not word it that way but I am trying to be polite here and now
And it was bad all day
Later on the stairwell a pal was looking at my earrings telling me how they were awesome
And he was too close so I pulled a pen from my pocket to stab him (this was a best friend of mine mind you)
I yelled to get away from me
And another friend insisted I run away so I could remove myself from the situation
So I took off down the hall, went to the bathroom, and threw up
One time I heard crying in the walls, dismissed it as a hallucination, rested my feet against it, and it screeched like a pterodactyl and started sucking my feet in
The walls were eating me dude

I don´t like it when people pop in and visit me without telling me before. A friend of mine does that very often because he has a very uneven work shedule and he´s often working abroad. But he´s one of the few people that I like to talk to and when he shows up unexpected I´m comfortable after an hour or so.
The other case is when I make a appointment with someone on Monday and we make plans for Friday, I dread the meeting the whole week . I hate to show up at that day especially when it´s in the evening. A few hours before I always think of things that I would rather do than meeting now with that person. Sometimes I write only an hour before we would meet and say that I´m sick or I come up with another excuse. When I do that I feel a huge relief and I enjoy my evening alone. Really strange even for me

thrashbard wrote:It was back when I was in high school
I was doing a friend's makeup for fun because she never wears any
She ended up looking really cute but then something happened
All of a sudden the sky was closing in on me
It's so big and overhead and it's looming and watching and omnipotent
And everyone asked me what the matter was
And I told them to stop asking me
I did not word it that way but I am trying to be polite here and now
And it was bad all day
Later on the stairwell a pal was looking at my earrings telling me how they were awesome
And he was too close so I pulled a pen from my pocket to stab him (this was a best friend of mine mind you)
I yelled to get away from me
And another friend insisted I run away so I could remove myself from the situation
So I took off down the hall, went to the bathroom, and threw up
One time I heard crying in the walls, dismissed it as a hallucination, rested my feet against it, and it screeched like a pterodactyl and started sucking my feet in
The walls were eating me dude

kmyers wrote:Having a cousin(female 9 years older than me who I lost my virginity to when I was 15) naming me as "pallbearer" to spread her ashes, but then she addmited that she didn't expect me to do anything at all. She was schizoid or avoidant and was similar to me. She had no doubt I wouldn't show up and it would not be surprised.

y'all bishes be crazy!

i'm procrastinating on going to sleep cuz i don't feel like picking up the trash and random stuff off my bed. O.o

When I'm at school, I prefer being alone, as we all do, but I can't be on my own in the classroom. So when the lesson ends, I walk to a quiet place and listen to music or just stare through the window if I didn't bring my MP3 along. This usually makes strange situations. For example just 4 days ago I did this way and sat near a window. One of my teachers, a literature teacher saw me while staring into the nothing and asked why I was meditating. A few days later I was standing leaning against a pole near our classroom and the same teacher appeared asking how I had been able to get from the window to that pole.

One more thing: Because of the wide range of my vocabulary in Hungarian I often use words nobody knows in my environment (especially when speaking about feelings or just myself ). That's why I have to explain what they mean and I easily fed up with it.

I decided to join the Army my senior year of high school. I had a girlfriend (though I didn't particularly care if I was in a relationship or not. She wanted the relationship, though, and since it wouldn't really be that big of a concern, I complied. at the time and was going to a college out of state. This how our final conversation went.

Me: Oh, I should probably tell her that I am joining the army. Let me get the phone. -Calls-
Her: Hello.
Me: Hello. This is VagrantAI.
Her: Oh, hi! What's up.
Me: I'm joining the Army. I leave for basic training this weekend. I suppose this is the end of the relationship. Keep safe.
Her; What?!
Me: Goodbye. -Hangs up-
Me: ...
Me: That was easy.

I haven't spoken to her since, though she is married now, I hear.

Oh...high school. In several of my classes I had a radius of empty desks around me. In one class we had tables for 2 put together so people could sit in groups of 4. I had two tables to myself and all the desks around mine were also empty. Always such a pain when teachers would make us work in groups, they'd have to stick me in a group. Even worse was when the teacher would make me walk around and ask others if I could join, worst kind of torture.

snow- wrote:Oh...high school. In several of my classes I had a radius of empty desks around me. In one class we had tables for 2 put together so people could sit in groups of 4. I had two tables to myself and all the desks around mine were also empty. Always such a pain when teachers would make us work in groups, they'd have to stick me in a group. Even worse was when the teacher would make me walk around and ask others if I could join, worst kind of torture.

poor you