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New site? Maybe some day.
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Am I the only one that this happens to?
Sometimes, when I get infuriated, it's like a jolt of electricity going straight to my brain, and I temporaralliy black out for a few seconds. It's actually quite scary, and for a moment I have no control over what I do. (it's something I'm working on)
This lady that sits across from me at work is a miserable Dorchester bitch who hates the world and always talks down to me like I'm scum. I seriously wanted to jump over the cube and tear her face off but had to hold myself back and bite my tongue. |
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- 10 points for being angry still and not being able to spell |
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maybe you should man up and stop being such a vagine
although i seem to remember this one time that i got in a fight with some kid, blacked out, and almost choked him to death...but that's neither here nor there |
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yup. my body is still operational. theres just no lights on upstairs. it happened once in 11th grade. here's a story.
this one week in 11th grade. i was changing in the gym locker room. and a urinal cake comes flying over the lockers and lands next to me. breaking all over the floor. i was puzzled. but chalked it up as a random, isolated incident.
the next week it happens again. this time i have one shoe on, and the fucking urinal cake hits me and breaks all over my back.
i turn around. i yell, "who the fuck threw it?" and i black out in a flash. then i come to and i punch a huge dent in a locker. the coaches come out to yell at me for swearing. but then stop in mid sentence. the whole class then comes in. and stares at me in horror.
i challenge 30 people to fight me. but theyre all staring at me. telling me to look at my head. then i feel a warm liquid trickle down my eye. i go to look in the mirror. im gushing blood from my eyebrow. i had to wait in the emergency room 5 hours to get 5 stitches.
to this day i have no idea how it happened. i know that no one punched me, cuz no one was near me. i dunno how but i think i mustve headbutted the open locker door. but i was blacked out for a second and had no control over a stupid action like that. its still a mystery as to who threw the piss puck too. |
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never blacked out out of anger before, but i did go blind and deaf at taco bell when i was hungover. after i regained my vision and hearing i took a bite of a taco and frowed up all over the restaurant. i went outside by the drive through and continued to frow up. customers were driving into the drive through and losing their appetites. they kept driving away wthout ordering. i looked up and two fat kids with tits were beating the shit out of each other in the parking lot while their friends egged them on. that was a weird day. |
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yup. my body is still operational. theres just no lights on upstairs. it happened once in 11th grade. here's a story.
this one week in 11th grade. i was changing in the gym locker room. and a urinal cake comes flying over the lockers and lands next to me. breaking all over the floor. i was puzzled. but chalked it up as a random, isolated incident.
the next week it happens again. this time i have one shoe on, and the fucking urinal cake hits me and breaks all over my back.
i turn around. i yell, "who the fuck threw it?" and i black out in a flash. then i come to and i punch a huge dent in a locker. the coaches come out to yell at me for swearing. but then stop in mid sentence. the whole class then comes in. and stares at me in horror.
i challenge 30 people to fight me. but theyre all staring at me. telling me to look at my head. then i feel a warm liquid trickle down my eye. i go to look in the mirror. im gushing blood from my eyebrow. i had to wait in the emergency room 5 hours to get 5 stitches.
to this day i have no idea how it happened. i know that no one punched me, cuz no one was near me. i dunno how but i think i mustve headbutted the open locker door. but i was blacked out for a second and had no control over a stupid action like that. its still a mystery as to who threw the piss puck too. |
you ever hear of voodoo ??? |
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voodoo is crucial to slack |
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I've stood up a few times on a personal level and by going to HR. This woman's been complained about over 20 times and yet they keep her here. It's a long story. It's essentially driving me insane with anger. I need a new job. |
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All the fucking time. Usually it ends with me grabbing someone by the throat, throwing them against a wall several inches off of the ground. And sometimes it's not even the person who I was mad at, just someone in my vicinity. It is the one single thing I loathe about myself and the thing I have been trying to control since I was a kid.
I can say it's easier now that I'm older. Still happenes from time to time though. |
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Actually, listening to metal probably feeds into this somewhat. I'm usually laid back and chill, but if someone or something angers me to the point where I black out, it's not good. In college, on 4 different incidents, I got so mad I tossed people on the ground in a black out frenzy. I eventually came back to my senses though. That's why I'm not sure how far I'd actually go in an actual fight with someone. I'd blackout and who knows, hopefully not end up on death row the next day. |
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Damn, I haven't been in a real fight since highschool... that I know of? |
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whiskey are rum are pretty much the only things that make me blackout. its fun to hear about all the crazy shit i did the next day from friends. |
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I often black out, rape some people, and wake up elsewhere with an unbearable urge to watch cartoons. |
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you forget to mention the detachable penis |
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sometimes i black out and wake to find myself naked a belt around my neck and my swollen member in hand |
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I haven't been in an actual fight in 12 years. That one was the "big" one and I pretty much have been trying to not get into physical altercations since then. Sometimes though, stoooopid fuckers just try my patience.
I have a constant battle going on, inside my head. I grew up in the Bronx and I fought everyday, I was the asshole at 20 that if someone looked at me wrong I would just go and smash their face in and I had no qualms in doing so either. I started taking martial arts when I was really young and trust me when I tell you that the "point" of it was totally lost on me back then. |
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let's go to the Westboro Baptist Church headquarters and black out |
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let's go to the Westboro Baptist Church headquarters and black out |
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!!!! if there ever was a worthwhile reason to break violence celibacy that would be it. |
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"you ever hear of voodoo ? " = movie quote |
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Rob:
There's a lot of people in Middleboro that I would love to smash their heads in. If you walk downtown now, and even LOOK at some of these punks (especially near the Driving School next to the House of Pizza) they stare you down and get agitated.
Also, I could have sworn, some kid tried spitting on my car as I drove by near those benches next to Eastern Bank. |
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I've never blacked out from anger, but I have seen nothing but red before. My whole body was tensed and shaking and I had like red tunnel vision. I guess that'll happen when your friend's cunt of an ex-gf tries to hammered-drunkenly punch you in the dick for an hour straight. |
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The center of middleboro is a shit hole. I only drive through to get to 495 in the morning. They all seem like they are trying to be "hard" because, you know, they lack being raised in brockton so they have to show the world that middleboro "ain't no joke bitch"
Oh and I totally know about the shitheads that hang by the driving school. |
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post by monster_island at Aug 15,2008 5:44pm
"you ever hear of voodoo ? " = movie quote
shit! whats that from? i must be slipping in my old age |
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Last time that happened, I was in high school and almost made another kid black out by strangling him. |
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i blacked out last night. i was in a drunken rage. i poored a glass of vodka for me and one for my invisible friend somehow. i fell asleep on my porch cheer. when i ate 10 xanax too. i was sooooooo pissed and filled with hate, i started punching myself in the face. hahaha |
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Revman... you're right. i'm fucking rotting away. i've never been jobless for this long ever. i pick up roofing jobs here and there but it's not steady.
oh and i hope to fuck my landlord didn't see me passed out drunk on my porch. especially being 2 months behind in rent. |
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post by monster_island at Aug 15,2008 5:44pm
"you ever hear of voodoo ? " = movie quote
shit! whats that from? i must be slipping in my old age |
dogma? |
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i plan on blacking out again tonight. hopefully i end up in jail. jail would be a vacation right now and someone will die because i'll start a race riot in the cell. that way i know someone will die. |
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No jobs! No jails! Only war! |
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post by monster_island at Aug 15,2008 5:44pm
"you ever hear of voodoo ? " = movie quote
shit! whats that from? i must be slipping in my old age |
dogma? |
Dawn Of The Dead right?
"Something my grand-dad used to tell us. You know Mucumba? Voodoo. My grand-dad was a priest in Trinidad. He used to tell us 'When there's no more room in hell, the dead will walk the earth.' " |
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