Plot Twists In Your Life

Had any plot twists in your life?

(Warning, sex in this anecdote.)

So I'm attracted to Lady Gaga, and I like her music, but I made a promise to myself to never masturbate to her. However, a few days ago, I made the shocking discovery while searching the internet for pictures of different costumes Lady Gaga has worn, that this one picture of a nameless woman that I routinely masturbate to was actually Lady Gaga all along.

I was listening to Susumu Hirasawa music and I was like "You know this shit sounds like the anthem for trannies EVERYWHERE". And I went on thinking this for almost a year. For some fucking reason. And then I learned that the album that made me go "TRANNIES" the most was inspired by his trip to Thailand and in particular the Kathoey.

More Susumu...I considered Switched on Lotus the theme song of my main RP character in City of Unity. I went on not knowing the lyrics for most of my time with the game. I looked them up one day and learned that indeed the whole song was the most ironic and dissonant fuck you Lisa could have possibly gotten. Especially since I planned to have her die at the hands of a Minister.

Then I forgot the lyrics and went on not knowing them again. In the end Lisa didn't die and in fact actually began to live the lyrics and meaning of the song. As did a few others in the setting that survived with her. I looked the lyrics up again after the end and went "Oh...well that fits...really damn well".

edited 1st Jul '11 8:48:39 PM by Aondeug

She does pack much back.

My aunt dying.

Definitely did not see that coming.

... Well this shit just got heavy fast.

My nan dying , She wasnt really that old and she was healthy. Not to sound mean ,But My Grandad , her Husband , has a slew of Health Problems and we kinda expected him to go first , But he's still alive , Thank god.

edited 2nd Jul '11 5:04:19 PM by PerfectltyABNormal

I find it difficult to think of things in my life as plot twists...

I broke the fourth wall last season.

I now constantly talk to the camera and berate the audience for all my problems.

Finding out you're going to be a parent seemed to have taken the show from being a whimsical young-married-couple comedy into family drama territory.

I guess when my parents got divorced and I moved out of the house with my mom. It's somewhat of an example of Nothing Is the Same Anymore, or failing that, definitely a Wham Episode.

So, so, so many.

The most notable: As a child, I had pretty severe teratophobia, and couldn't look at disfigured, or simply unusual-looking people, even in movies or drawings without getting really scared, or at the very least, feeling extremely uncomfortable. For a while, I had wanted to be an animator as a career, but one day, while watching an animated movie that included a character with a fairly odd appearance (I was around nine years old, I think) I came to the realisation that if I were to pursue a career in animation, there would be a risk that I'd have to draw an odd-looking, even ugly character, and I was not okay with that. In fact, the teratophobia was prevalent in my preteen years as well, to the point where I could not sleep after having watched a movie with a disfigured character whether or not that character was actually malicious. I remember worrying that I'd have a really hard time in adulthood with this phobia.

Fast forward thirteen years later. I do not regret in the least giving up my dream of being an animator (it is a brutal degree to earn and job to keep) but I am presently known among many friends and acquaintances as the one who draws disfigured and freakish looking people whenever I can find the smallest reason. The protagonists of the story that exists in my head have been described as "beautifully ugly" and "attractive in a repulsive way," and have, on more than one occasion been likened to Quasimodo. I am also the one who thinks harlequin fetuses are cute, and who people often refuse to click links posted by, lest it be an image that squicks them out. Long story short, I am presently much more tolerant of unusual appearances than many of my peers, and indeed find them more interesting than your average pretty face.

In other cases: This happens on a regular basis, as I am a Horrible Judge of Character. I often find myself thinking very low of a person who later impresses me as being very admirable, or thinking extremely highly of someone who later turns out to be the most infuriating person I've met in eight years, making me wake up the neighbors in screaming my frustration. I also ruthlessly mocked the concept, the DVD cover, and the characters in what was later to be one of my present favourite movies before I had seen it (and I only watched it at all because I wanted more to ridicule).

In short, I think my life is based on this concept. It has been a recurring theme since early childhood.

Switching high schools.

Dropping out of college and moving to a new city to pursue a dream.

Cliche but fun .

My mom suddenly cheated on my dad with some pudgy middle aged Mexican guy who hasn't even properly divorced his wife yet, who has a bunch of kids, and one of them at sixteen has his own kid.

My life is a goddamned mess. I am living a cheesy Netorare plot.

Found out I was bisexual and got involved with a gay Sadomasochist from Minnesota.

Never would've seen that one coming.

Grandmother almost dying due to blood clots in her liver.

My parents adopting a 7 year old girl when I was six. (Dont get me wrong, while this was a WHAM episode, it made my life and my families better, and I thank God daily for my sister.)

My sudden love and passion for all things opera. This love resulted in my dream to become an opera singer. This wouldn't really be a twist if not for the fact that I am and always have been a shy, quiet, insecure girl who was embarassed by her voice and terrified of public speaking, not to mention public singing! But I aim to conquer my fears and overcome my insecurities and doubts so that I can accomplish my dream!

earlier this year i learned that they still make boo berry, guess I don't have to go to ireland!

I just found out that an old friend of mine was a closet gay/lesbian. I always wondered if I'd ever meet someone who was gay/lesbian and it turns out that I knew someone who was all this time.

edited 26th Jun '15 9:23:16 PM by kablammin45

Hmmm. Maybe the fact that I grew up from a shy, quiet child who would generally stay inside and read rather than go out and play to smoking, drinking, adrenaline-junkie metalhead.

That I have managed to find someone, even though they live far away, who I am forming a relationship with. I never thought anything like this might happen, and even in worst case scenario I think this will have a positive effect upon my life.

That my best friend would be the asshole I always dislike.

Now he is not an asshole, only an ass.

Studied sciences throughout high-school, did a fieldtrip into the rainforest to study wildlife, completed a biology degree, took part in an internship at a biology department in another university.

Got a job as a Software Tester.

Turns out being good at analysis makes me suited to lots of things.