woodyloveslinkin
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So lazy and sick.
The 'How You Feelin'' thread v6.0
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woodyloveslinkin
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boredom is such an amazing thing at times.
woodyloveslinkin
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But when you're at a bar you're bored shitless and all you're doing is staring at a blank space on the wall cos you're too drunk to say anything so you shut up, that's a good feeling.
Me? Still ever lazy and getting hungry.
Me? Still ever lazy and getting hungry.
woodyloveslinkin
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My friends stare at a spot on the wall and giggle about it for an hour and a half. Even though they're not drug addicts, I question at times.
Me? Sudden mood change. Happy despite the fact that I think something just bit me on the ***, feeling more motivated now.
Me? Sudden mood change. Happy despite the fact that I think something just bit me on the ***, feeling more motivated now.
Ravynlee
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Am hungover - which is weird, I didn't feel that drunk at all and I had been drinking heaps of water at the same time (Bourbon, water, Bourbon, water) for that very reason (as much as Lisa said that was a dissapointment 
) so am feeling a bit off this morning. Thank *** I have a late start (2-6) but still, would rather be in bed.
Not happy that I awoke to found another fish dead. This bacterial infection must have been in the tank too long before I started treating the water... ****... I'm killing everything *pouts*
) so am feeling a bit off this morning. Thank *** I have a late start (2-6) but still, would rather be in bed.Not happy that I awoke to found another fish dead. This bacterial infection must have been in the tank too long before I started treating the water... ****... I'm killing everything *pouts*
Ravynlee
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Aww bless ya, that cheered me up. Sorta. I know it's not really my fault, but still I have the guilts as if I could have done somthing to prevent this, I bought their medication and did all that rigmarole and still they up and cark it... thank *** I still have my cats I guess, and Zed's near 16 or so, so that's another positive...
Thanks Nailz. :friends:
woodyloveslinkin
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I'm fearful. You know where I live.Am hungover - which is weird, I didn't feel that drunk at all and I had been drinking heaps of water at the same time (Bourbon, water, Bourbon, water) for that very reason (as much as Lisa said that was a dissapointment
Ravynlee
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Yes Zed is my baby, sad but after 16 or so years he is like my surrogate child - especially when you consider I think I started living on my own out of high school just before I got him (he was a week old then, his famiy was mauled by dogs) so he's been probably the most permanent fixture inmy life aside from my mother, and even she and I have had our rough patches over the years. Yeah, he's my baby. He and Nug, who is 6 soon. My sanity those two... mostly.
What song are you after? And hope you feel better soon btw, I guess on LPF you're never quite alone, but it's still isolating and boring when there's nothing much happening here either, so you have my sympathy and best wishes. Hope things improve for you soon. If not, write about it. Can't hurt, right?
Yes I do. Be afraid. Be very afraid.
My mom had a cat, Sabrina, who would've been 18 if she'd lived about two more months. She was her baby too...I've only had Deanne for about 3 years, but I can relate. We're all crazy cat people in this family
That song I was after is by Avril Levigne, but even though I have the CD, I can never remember the name...maybe if I run the chorus through my head, I can... ah, yeah, "When You're Gone." A song I heard on the radio and loved immediately, despite her glass-shattering squeaky voice.
Meh...I usually write poetry when I'm down, but jerks on writingforums have gone and made me feel stupid about my poetry... My lyrics all suck recently, I got several sitting around without names or endings... And if I try and write a story, heads will roll - I get gory when I write in a bad mood.
And I don't usually write so much in this thread...so I'll just shut up now.
That song I was after is by Avril Levigne, but even though I have the CD, I can never remember the name...maybe if I run the chorus through my head, I can... ah, yeah, "When You're Gone." A song I heard on the radio and loved immediately, despite her glass-shattering squeaky voice.
Meh...I usually write poetry when I'm down, but jerks on writingforums have gone and made me feel stupid about my poetry... My lyrics all suck recently, I got several sitting around without names or endings... And if I try and write a story, heads will roll - I get gory when I write in a bad mood.
And I don't usually write so much in this thread...so I'll just shut up now.
Ravynlee
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Ignore the jerks on the forums, if they're so high n mighty why are they spending so much time online instead of being out there on the public circuit promoting their latest bestseller? Why? Because they're suffering from Tall-Poppy Syndrome, stripping others down to make themselves feel somehow more significant.My mom had a cat, Sabrina, who would've been 18 if she'd lived about two more months. She was her baby too...I've only had Deanne for about 3 years, but I can relate. We're all crazy cat people in this family
That song I was after is by Avril Levigne, but even though I have the CD, I can never remember the name...maybe if I run the chorus through my head, I can... ah, yeah, "When You're Gone." A song I heard on the radio and loved immediately, despite her glass-shattering squeaky voice.
Meh...I usually write poetry when I'm down, but jerks on writingforums have gone and made me feel stupid about my poetry... My lyrics all suck recently, I got several sitting around without names or endings... And if I try and write a story, heads will roll - I get gory when I write in a bad mood.
And I don't usually write so much in this thread...so I'll just shut up now.
I remember at Uni my lecturers disliked my midyear assessment piece I created in shop out of metal. They hated it. I barely got a pass. They said it was too much like an oversized mobile (its a large suspended piece) and no one would ever like it. Since then I've had at least 3 people come up to me wanting to buy it. I wouldn't sell. But when the lecturers knew this they all smiled and said nothing, acting as if they were supportive and hadn't said such disparaging remarks. Moral of the story: even so called 'experts' don't know everything. The minute you start telling yourself how good you are in any field is the day you stop trying... so fark 'em. You keep writing whatever makes you happy. Someone somewhere may eventually see it and appreciate it for what it is without all those false pretences. And bottom line you have to write to please yourself first and foremost. Sure it's disheartening when people don't get it, but if you live your life according to what everyone else wants all the time you won't be yourself - and the world will be full of pretentious ******** - and people like us can't allow the (writing) world to be subjected to the likes of that
Chin up. Persevere. Nothing makes you feel better inside than proving your critics wrong.
And now I've said too much, I should shut up. But I wont.
How do I feel?
Sleepy.Heheh...thanks...It's a bit hard to be optimistic when you're one person fighting at least three or four to defend your work. And I'm just not the sort of person who can smile and nod and ignore them; I gotta start a fight about it. Which is stupid, because I really suck at arguing. There's 2 people who seem to seek out my lyrics simply to ***** about them; I have to wonder Why are you even bothering to read them?
Ah well...feeling better, got some chocolate into my system.
Ah well...feeling better, got some chocolate into my system.
Ravynlee
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Chocolate is a wonder drug. Forget Crack and Ice, nothing releases those endorphins in a more satisfactory way than good old fashioned chocolate...Heheh...thanks...It's a bit hard to be optimistic when you're one person fighting at least three or four to defend your work. And I'm just not the sort of person who can smile and nod and ignore them; I gotta start a fight about it. Which is stupid, because I really suck at arguing. There's 2 people who seem to seek out my lyrics simply to ***** about them; I have to wonder Why are you even bothering to read them?
Ah well...feeling better, got some chocolate into my system.
As for optimism, **** no. I meant quite the opposite.
Smile politely, thank them for their insults, and then push harder to create something that thay'll hopefully choke on. If you don't have the courage to stand up and counter attack, let your work speak for you. And you know what, thank them for caring enough to critisize. If they're so awesome at what they do, you should probably sarcastically infer that out of all the important things they have to do in their lives they had to stop and pick at your work and overinflate their ego which is apparently so starved for attention they're stripping down strangers to make themselves feel better. They must'nt have got enough affection from their mother as babies. Maybe it's some deep-seated childhood trauma about not making the team back in junior high. No one likes a bully, except other bullies. Can you find a friend there and criticise these neighsayers back in tandem? Do they even post? If they only speak in derogative terms, ask why they have nothing encouraging to say. If they keep being negative simply say nothing. Bullies enjoy the reactions they get. They'll either try harder or give up and move on. And if you suck at arguing, make friends with someone who's good at it
Bottom line you have to learn to suck it up. In the competative market of writing this is the reality. Trust me. The road ahead is littered with people who for whatever reason couldn't or never will make it. They think by stripping down others they'll get closer to the brass ring so to speak. Doesn't mean what they're doing is right, but if you can't let your writing speak for you, then simply say nothing. Post your poems and don't post anything other, don't comment, don't critique.
There's nothing more ominous than a silent stranger in the dark
Hang in there. Write. But try your hardest not to take their attacks too personally. I know its not easy, no one likes to be dumped on, but if you play into their hands you essentially are keeping the wheels of their dumb little games going.
Better to look a fool and say nothing than to open your mouth and remove all doubt
And I think I feel... ill.
"Thanks for chiming in and trying to depress me. It's good to know there are stil neanderthals roaming the earth."Meh. They post. I despise their lyrics, but I refrain from saying so because I'm afraid I'm just blinded by my anger towards them. I refuse to be so petty and sink to their level.
I had much more to say, but for some reason my stupid computer just deleted it. Argh! Hmhmhm...well, I'm feeling much better. You give such good advice. Thanks
Ravynlee
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No probs. I try. Whether anyone listens I dunno but still, better than saying nothing, otherwise people start feeling isolated and like no one cares.
Meh. They post. I despise their lyrics, but I refrain from saying so because I'm afraid I'm just blinded by my anger towards them. I refuse to be so petty and sink to their level.
I had much more to say, but for some reason my stupid computer just deleted it. Argh! Hmhmhm...well, I'm feeling much better. You give such good advice. Thanks
I like this place (LPF) so I think by interracting with others in a more constructive manner gives me a sense of accomplishment - even if I don't leave my house for days and only speak to my cats for company on my days off, I always have this place to talk to. Sometimes a few nice decent people talk back. They're the ones that make this place worthwhile for me. If it were all negative or the like I don't think anyone would bother coming here - unless they like inflicting suffering on others (and lets face it, some are only happy making everyone else around them miserable).
Pity more people didn't think / feel / act this way (more like us, I meant).
But kudos to you for not playing into their hands. At the end of the day if only in your mind it makes you the better person.
Well, I can't speak for anyone else, but I certainly listen. No reason to turn a deaf ear to sensible comments. And you're probably one of the few sensible people I'll ever meet, if the people I know now are anything to go by.
Then again most of the people I know are my family. Enough said. And I also live in the scientifically-proved dumbest place in the entire USA. I'm so moving to Texas when I can...
Then again most of the people I know are my family. Enough said. And I also live in the scientifically-proved dumbest place in the entire USA. I'm so moving to Texas when I can...