Chatbox II: The Rebirth

wow, I just have to say, i seem to be doing a wonderful job of monopolizing this thread whenever I get one :redface:

 

Having an idea in your head is better then just random inpulse.

See i know LOTS of girls who hide emotions (Lets face it women have been labelled emotion over history) See my misses hides any emotion that invovles anger/dissapointment/sadness etc - One day she'll just blow her top because she had kept it in for months and months. But on the other hand its different because shes the most emotionally [FONT=&quot]Affectionateperson i know who cant stop telling me how much she love me (Her parents were *&^% thus why shes like that though).

But your a teenager, i know i was shocking with my emotions (holding them in then finding soeone to blow my load over, even if they nobody i knew), Emotions are complex, we grow into them over time i guess.
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Emotions are our bodies action verbs. Most times we are passive verb people - just states of being and all - but emotions are wonderfully exciting and at times a bit scary. But give me a good action verb anyday.

(Oh, and Hiya Wrey - Nice to see ya Cog.)

 

*bang head table*

its just so bloody confusing!

 

Emotion is a brilliant beautiful thing. From Walking home in the cdead of night scared crapless that i heard someone behind me to crying because ....(You name it). Its what lifes about.

I read something the other day (yeah sure you say), was about the next generation (And part Gen Y) not being able to be as emotional intact as previous generations because they have no sense of attachment to most things.

I should have read the whole thing, but i kind of wasent interested at the time.

 

I know it is...I have a wonderful appreciation of emotions; but they get so mixed up and confusing, with one half of you saying one thing and the other saying the opposite, and I haven't gottne old enough to grow into them which makes i so much more confusing and I can't seem to make sense of anything.

 

Is it possible to "become shallow"?

 

Short answer: Yes.

 

Hmmm.

Edit: Weird thing to worry about perhaps but I'm afraid destiny has ganged up with coincidence to try and steal my depth from me and make me shallow.

Edit 2: That is assuming I wasn't shallow all along and how somehow lived with fake depth all these years.

Edit 3: Actually that is assuming I am not shallow, which is something I have believed for some time.

Edit 4: But then again, I worry about many things. I am a worrying-machine.

 

If everything wasent so confusing, then teenagers would actually be worth hanging around with*

*Wait did i say that*

At least you can talk a little about it (even if pushed a little). The teenager under my roof wont talk at all. I try (so not to be neglectful) And she tells me to go away..... I play hard ball and leave her alone and she hangs around as if wanting to talk. Teenagers are confused, more so these days then they used to be ino (And i wont get started on that belief).

As long as you understand your not alone (And i know it doesnt help to be bundled under the same banner when your an individual i know)

 

Yellow, one of the most important things is to simply be honest with what you're feeling. Don't try to deny or hold back your emotions (and trust me, I know this is much easier said than done). Try to find a quiet area to relax and think over your emotions. Oh and don't let yourself argue with yourself over how you feel.

 

Elaborate??

A lot of people would call me shallow, and I wouldnt disagree. I'm pretty vain. It doesnt bother me; I dont care if I'm shallow or not... I like who I am (most of the time).

Are you talking about the Generation Millenium? I never know how you figure out who is part of which Generation. I think I'm a millenial child...
Yeah, I'm not very emotional. I blow my top sometimes, but most of the time I just like to watch things pass me by as I struggle to remain unphased.

 

Easier said than done for me...I do that constantly

still thanks you guys

 

Damm straight.

 

if i ague with my misses, she can be silent all day, and i KNOW for the whole day she is arguing and counter aruging over how she feels, why she should feels it, who was right, who was wrong, why she was right, why she was wrong and why i dont feel the same way, and why she cant do anything but think this and that and that

And probably thinks how she can kick me in the nuts when im not paying attention.

 

Memo: When she goes silent, start wearing a cup.

 

lol. Shes clumsy. She has a better chance in winning lotto twice in a row then getting that one good shot off.

But, better safe than sorry. Especially when emotions are rolling over. yes sir.

 

yeah, I know the feeling, I do it all the time

 

The generation thing is a joke these days. IMO generation is defined by events (Like the silent generation and baby boomers. Gen X/Y/Next just make no sense.

But apperently Gen Y goes from 1980 (Im gen Y (1981 sadly)but i call myself Gen X cause well, it obvious why ) till 1994.

 

I can't imagine ever thinking about kicking my hubby in the nuts. That's just so wrong on so many levels.

I did however throw a plastic ketchup bottle at his face...years ago...during a very explosive argument. He's still got the scar. He pushed me. Served him right. Never crossed my mind to kick him in the junk. I'd have sooner punched him in the face.

We don't fight anymore. We really don't even have disagreements anymore. All that young immature faded away, and now we are just relaxed.

 

BE HAPPY!

I started liking myself a lot more when I stopped caring about what other people thought of me; I wasnt "me" because I was shapeshifting to fit their idea of a good person. Recently (seriously, I think we're coming up on the first anniversary here this August), I just decided... no.

Happy Mercy now.

Edit: What's this about nut-kicking? I've done it once. But it was a "Who is going to get hurt? Him or me?" kind of thing, and I chose him. I wouldnt do it unless my safety was in jeopardy.

 

Than PMS comes and its multiplied by the distance of the sun (by metres).

Going to sound offensive, but thats just how most women are built. Lets face it man do things differently. We dont think, we just(most) do. So women have to look after us. And its not easy, gotta be emotionlyup for that


LIke when i ran outside to tell the dogs off and fell over rolling my ankle. My misses was theirwhen i was bitching all night about the pain, oh the pain, and if it wasent for the dogs, the stupid baarking dogs.

 

I would never strike my SO in anger. Never have, never will.

 

Oh trust me. There is no way she would endanger her equipment (yes, its not mine okay apperently it hers).

Though id say, she'd actually break my ankle after i complained about it all nigh, for a few nights actually