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AtTheGates

Banned
kind of pisses me off when other officers dont take their job seriously. I'm on time to work EVERY day and always make sure I get to my post as fast as possible to relieve the night shift officer from his post . ...but when its the other way around I'm waiting like 20-30 min for the other officer to finally make it to dorm 3, socialize in the sergeant's office for a little while, and THEN show up to take my post....wtf
 

PugofCrydee

You want to know how I got these scars?
kind of pisses me off when other officers dont take their job seriously. I'm on time to work EVERY day and always make sure I get to my post as fast as possible to relieve the night shift officer from his post . ...but when its the other way around I'm waiting like 20-30 min for the other officer to finally make it to dorm 3, socialize in the sergeant's office for a little while, and THEN show up to take my post....wtf

Return the favor. If they ask why ur late, tell them.
 
I actually bought a rhyming dictionary a few years ago and attempt to try n' write song lyrics... f**kin' failed miserably, like. :eek:mg: Haven't made another attempt at it, since.

For the last poem or so, i've started to use a rhyming website. Before that i just waited till the words came to me.
Still, there has to be "real material" to start with (eg real feelings).
 
Writing from personal, eh? That's usually the best source of inspiration. :thumbup:

Yeah, but it's not much different than writing an ordinary post, it just rhymes.
Although i have my own meanings for words such as "strife", so don't take them too literally. Like if i said "i'm gonna get some explosives & blow some people up" it doesn't mean i'm gonna do it, nor that i really want to do that.
 
I am not looking for any type of person who gets paid to listen to me or give advice. I find those relationships shallow- I want a true human which doesn't exist and who has nothing to gain from helping me but to know they have helped
Yes, that would certainly be nice! :giggle: Somebody who loves you for you.
I've got a good friend, who listens to me. Family who care for me. A nice therapist who respects me. That'll do for me! :)
Gratitude & positivity, cheers to thee!
Take the negative, and cast thou out to sea!
...
(PiP, Poetry in Progress ... < SUSPENDED >)
 
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Had it, end of a day of music & booze
Feel i could now do with a snooze
But i can't stop until i drop
I'm too scared to stop
Scared that my thoughts will run rampant, and my feelings will flop
Maybe a pill is now what i should pop
I'm feeling tired
But my mind is still wired
Looking forward to sleep
To reset my mind, BEEP!
To clear away the clutter & mess
The day's over, now it's time for recess
Nearing the end of the night, i have my bed in sight
Music has ended, might be time to take flight
...
(PiP, Poetry in Progress ... < SUSPENDED >)
 
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Kiwong

Well-known member
A work love-in at the end of the month. Why? So I can spend overnight with a bunch of freaking strangers. I have a nice quiet unit I love to go home to. My choice is to live alone and escape into my own company at day's end.

I don't want to so******e with a bunch of people I don't want to know outside the workplace. They'll probably get on the piss and be even more toxic than they are in work hours.

My sister suggested I get a medical certificate so I can be excused from the social stuff and anything not work related.
 
Angry? 'Good for me!' :thumbup:
To "fight"? No, preferably to "flee"
That's to avoid a confused melee, you see
Choice A is to get mad
Choice B is to become sad
Choice C is to be glad
Glad is the best choice to be had
But how to be glad, when all you really want is to be mad, or sad?
You say 'Good for me!', and then ascend
That turns the threat from foe to friend
And that my friend, is where the anger will end
A useful lesson will be learned
And upon doing so, returning sanity is earned! :applause:
...
(PiP, Poetry in Progress ... < SUSPENDED >)

This sounds likes a winnie the pooh book! :giggle:
 
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Anyone got one of these?
Fidget Cube: A Vinyl Desk Toy

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I wonder if it would help with anger? (when anger is starting to rise). Or other bad feelings?

Could it trigger pleasurable bodily sensations? (like those ASMR (autonomous sensory meridian response) youtube videos supposedly can)
 
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Miserable rainy day
Too miserable for i to say
Yet not as miserable as yesterday
When my nerves began to fray
And my temper held sway

On another note i saw a duck with the sheep in a paddock
Keeping in stable company, for now no longer nomadic
It flew as they ran upon seeing me!
All wanting to stay as free as can be!
I wonder if it has met the hens
They'd have more in common, like bird friends
Ducks can certainly fly
But hens can only look at the sky
And on the ground, get by

Crickets chirping away
Annoying me in a significant way
Closing all windows
Helps to keep these pests at bay

General anxiety starting to chase me
Up & down an imaginary tree
Just cracked open a can of beer
Hopefully then soon there'll be no more fear
Also have some chocolate, and some food
Maybe even buy a Fidget cube?
...
(PiP, Poetry in Progress ... < SUSPENDED >)

This one's more like a children's picture book! :giggle:
 
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At school there were plenty people i liked
But not many that liked me
Due mainly i believe, to my social anxiety
It was there that i became habitually unhappy
That was my life, it was my normality
I didn't know that other kids were truly happy
I didn't know what it felt like to be really happy
I didn't even know that a drug could make me trippy
Or what free love meant, in terms of a hippy
I was the opposite of a social butterfly
If people asked me why i was shy, i couldn't say why
I was an early starter with porn
But in real life i was all forlorn
I couldn't believe that any girl could like me
It appears now that low self-esteem was my main disability
I was way too hard on myself, there was too much negativity
But sometimes things can only be seen through art, writing or poetry
...
(PiP, Poetry in Progress ... < SUSPENDED >)
 
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PugofCrydee

You want to know how I got these scars?
Ok theslowesthand, I'll give this poetry thing a shot.. *ahem!* (clears throat)..

I squashed a fly
I don't know why I squashed that fly
I think it died.

I call it, 'ode to fly'.

xD
 

AtTheGates

Banned
just found out that a guy was arrested for decapitating his own mother today. this happened about 45minutes away from here.


....with MY luck he'll sent to the prison that i work at...in the EXACT dormitory that I'm in. -_-


someone that cuts their own mother's head off doest really sound like the most reasonable person so hopefully I won't have to come in contact with him.....ever.
 
just found out that a guy was arrested for decapitating his own mother today

He probably just wanted her to stop talking ... he just went a tad overboard with the remedy... :giggle:
If only she knew what she were heading towards .. she could have altered her behaviour towards him.

Graeme don't get any ideas! :giggle:
 
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