I think you may misunderstand what he said...? He is agreeing with CR, I believe...
I know, but look closely at the second part of his post.
I think you may misunderstand what he said...? He is agreeing with CR, I believe...
I know, but look closely at the second part of his post.
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I understand what you are saying, but that can be taken in to different contexts, to my mind.I prefer to think my version is correct, of course.
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What you expect out of PI, he's still in High School!
Besides, even though I love talking to pretty women proably almost as much as anyone here, it seems he has had more sucess then me, so leave him be!
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I'm assuming that you're actually seriously aching, in which case if your friends aren't listening to your problems then one might doubt the sincerity of their friendship.
My suggestion is go find some real mates. Listen to them and they'll listen to you. Misery loves company. Far better than seeking counsel on a forum where people haven't even actually met you.
On the other hand if you just want to complain and don't want any advice then a forum is probably the best place.
Last edited by rajpoot; 09-27-2011 at 17:11. Reason: grammer
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I meant it as an agreement and saying that there is alot more that supports his claim that has not been posted
BTW update: 2 new girls flirting hard and talking to me alot...not sure which to go for. Why is this always the situation? I'm thinking I should go with the one who goes to my school for once
Last edited by Prussian to the Iron; 09-27-2011 at 22:16.
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or you could just not enter a relationship
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Treat people wth you respect.
Yelling, cussing, demanding your arbatrairy needs be met by someone, who, let's be honest has no obligation to you is childish. It stems from a complete and utter insecurity in oneself image
So you need to figure out you
And that's fine, introspection is part of everyones life, but don't unload your personal crap on other people becuase you have no idea how to deal with it yourself.
Crystal?
There, but for the grace of God, goes John Bradford
My aim, then, was to whip the rebels, to humble their pride, to follow them to their inmost recesses, and make them fear and dread us. Fear is the beginning of wisdom.
I am tired and sick of war. Its glory is all moonshine. It is only those who have neither fired a shot nor heard the shrieks and groans of the wounded who cry aloud for blood, for vengeance, for desolation.
And there I was thinking that the reason to be at high school was so you can study and all the hard work and money people put into your education would hopefully pay off by giving you a chance for a better future and to take pride in the contribution you make to society. Maybe if you focussed on that a bit more it would put some of your other problems into perspective? Or are you a great student already?
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PI's girl problems = win
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