I hate that I can't hold eye contact with people, and I hate that eye contact is something that's seen as a sign of respect. I only lock eyes with someone if I'm telling them something very very important, or if it's someone I really like, someone I love and care about. It's said the eyes are the windows to the soul, and I wholeheartedly believe that, and it's so difficult to allow just anybody access to that view of me. It makes me feel so vulnerable. If I look someone in the eyes, it means I trust them and feel comfortable around them. And there are very few people whom I trust.
I am not good with electrics and stuff and might have broken something. Can I connect my device to an adapter to another adapter before plugging in?
Dear white western Europeans. I am black and i apologize so sincerely for the ethnic conflict that exists in your nations. I recently went on a trip to central/eastern Europe which included Czech republic, Poland Slovakia,Croatia etc... and the racism i experienced was beyond anything i have ever experienced in western Europe. I am so sorry you are feeling like your culture is being removed or replaced. Please know that after my experience i recognize the freedoms we enjoy in western Europe as being the unrivaled and we have equal values that are denied to us is eastern euro nations. Western euro ideals are the most equal i have ever known. Please do not adopt the values or eastern europe.
I like to dance like no one is watching, even if they are watching.
i wish i had the power of imidiate regeneration. The only reason i feel pain is because some kinds of damage leave a permanent scar on my body. but when i know its a bruise that heals, like a small cut in the skin, a punch in the face, etc. it does not hurt, but rather feels good. So if i cloud cut off my thumb, gauge out my eyeball or rip out my teeth, and it heals instantly, that would be the greatest gift of all.
I remember a time when I was little that I awoke one day and said "I'm alive!" and ran to my mother who was still sleeping and woke her up by repeating "I'm alive! I'm alive!" So, I wonder why was I thinking that. Was I a spirit of another person who wanted a second chance at life and found this body that I have and im acctully possessing this body and living someone else life?
I can't stand being around, looking at or even thinking of mentally retarded people. I know the common argument of "well, they're people too" or "I understand but not all mentally challenged people are bad" I agree with the first statement, yes, they indeed are people that doesn't mean I have to like them it's actually the opposite. I also can't stand the way they're coddled by society, schools etc...People often say "Don't call them retarded its not nice." Well I'm sorry but the truth hurts and the truth is they're retarded and there's no way to change it. I also believe they do not belong in public schools or at least do not belong in a classroom with normal students. My experience in school was like other's: Show up, do work, socialize, more work, repeat. Throughout the schools I've been to none of them seem to have a place for the Retards, no specialized spot on campus other than small classroom that they'd spend a little time in and then go to other classes with other students where they would often cause scenes distracting the students that will actually end up do something with their lives from work. Currently in my class (I will not disclose grade level, age or names) there is a retarded kid who sits in class making unneeded, distracting, repulsive noises and movements. I often find myself clenching my fists in class, and restraining myself from standing up and going ballistic on the kid with a textbook. I'm not the only who has a problem with the kid, many females in my class don't like being around him due to the fact that he doesn't understand social queues , or personal boundaries and the men in my class have a problem with him because they see him making inappropriate comments and advances towards either girl friends, significant others or mutual friends and my Teacher often shrugs it off and ignores the fact that he is making people very uncomfortable and angry. Now, I would never act on violent impulses towards anyone as a matter a fact simply because, "assault and battery" don't look good on your record but there is nothing that stops me from thinking about it. I could care less about them honestly, and I'm not going to lie, if someone came onto my campus with a gun and intended to cause harm to students one of those things is getting used as a shield, I'm sorry, I know it hurts to hear, it's because you have been told that these people are special and they need special coddling and extra love and care when that is far from the truth. When you're retarded and you don't bring anything table meaning, you don't and won't contribute to society, I'm sorry but I have more sympathy for the Axis forces in WW2 than for you.
Was out walking with my bf today when I passed some other woman from a language class I rarely go to. I noticed her after she'd already seen me. She was looking at me like she was really surprised/ kinda freaked out to see me and I don't know why. I've only met her once in my little language meet up like nearly 2 months ago, she was in my small novice group and I don't remember anything that strange happening. Heck I don't even remember her name and I've only been to this language meet up twice in about a year so I'm confused. Truth be told I'm pretty shy and a little awkward so it's a big deal for me to go and try. This hurt my feelings and confused me.
Why do I get caught up in my imaginations, fantasies and other "make-believes'"?
In my experience, although people may say something else, they are disgusted by the sight of a man crying. Women especially, they think less of you. Why that is, I have no idea. Everybody might say something different, talk good & how crying is alright and encouraged for men, but the truth is simple, they will think you are weak, they will trust you less because they think you aren't strong enough. As a result of this, we naturally bottle our feelings, which just isn't good for us. I suppose its just biology. Or maybe it's just the environment I've grown up in. Curious to hear some other points of view.