Alright, confess odd things.
Excessive complaining isn't allowed anywhere on the site. Keep it out of this thread.
For example, I'm jealous to my big brother becuase he discovered The Smiths first. Dammit, now I can't have a crush for Morrisey without feeling weird about it.
Edited by GastonRabbit on Jan 5th 2023 at 5:46:13 AM
Same here. I'm also incapable of snapping my fingers.
I can only snap with my right fingers.
"People always say that you should follow your dreams... so I'm going back to bed" -meAt one point in my life I could snap my fingers with both hands, but nowadays, I can only do it with my left hand.
The possum is a potential perpetrator; he did place possum poo in the plum pot.I use my non-dominant hand to open jars and stuff, and it works a lot better.
ppppppppfeiufiofuiorjfadkfbnjkdflaosigjbkghuiafjkldjnbaghkdMaybe it's because I'm not an American, but I honestly don't understand the very concept of "being insecure about own masculinity."
Honestly, I don't give a fuck about it. Why should I?
Really, I don't give a single fuck about being manly or ladylike or whatever. All that matters to me is being a decent, functional person.
...At which I'm not doing too well, to be frank.
I'm a (socialist) professional writer serializing a WWII alternate history webnovel.Because toxic masculinity.
The whole idea of the worst thing that can happen to a man is being seen as weak and feminine is drilled into young boys' heads at a very young age here.
You get made fun of when you cry if you scrape your knee open and you're made to feel embarrassed if you don't know how to fix your car or you get called insults if you don't like sports in elementary school.
Stuff like that.
what do you mean I didn't win, I ate more wet t-shirts than anyone elseAs I said in the Random Thoughts thread, the virtues I associate with a true man is the kind that can apply just as well to women (responsibility, sense of integrity, standing up for what is right, etc).
I'm a (socialist) professional writer serializing a WWII alternate history webnovel.Because of microchips in cars these days, ironically, I am far more likely able to fix a car than an average man.
I don't know which hand is your dominant one, but I believe you can get more leverage with the left hand on the lid.
edited 8th Jul '16 10:52:37 PM by war877
Yeah, society creates most of the gender differences anyway.
Girls are raised one way, boys are raised another way. It really fucks people up, honestly.
Especially trans people.
what do you mean I didn't win, I ate more wet t-shirts than anyone elseAt the risk of sounding cliched, we have a long way to go.
I'm a (socialist) professional writer serializing a WWII alternate history webnovel.I don't understand why people gives bouquets of flowers as gifts. They're pretty, I guess, but they only last a few days. Why can't you give me something that lasts more than week? Or even better, something I can actually use. Like I don't have any extra room in my apartment, so this vase is just going to be in the way for the next couple of days, and there are so many things I actually need that I would really appreciate being given (like new tools and appliances, or cash)
People give bouquets of flowers as gifts? Like, as birthday gifts and stuff? I thought people only gave those to people after performances or as accompaniments to the actual gift. :/
Trust you? The only person I can trust is myself.For Valentine's Day and Mother's Day and such. The second one is especially ridiculous because there are a million things a mom needs more than flowers that last a week.
edited 9th Jul '16 12:36:50 PM by Cailleach
Huh. That is weird. Especially for Mother's Day, but even for Valentine's Day, I thought people gave chocolates along with the flowers. :/
Trust you? The only person I can trust is myself.I find it neat when I watch a Korean drama and I see women give men flowers. And I wonder if it is an actual thing done there. Because I neeeeever see men get flowers here in America, and not even from male partners.
I think that people think that gifts have to be "fancy" or something, whatever that really means. I dropped constant hints around my birthday that what I need was new silverware and an air conditioner. But I didn't get that because, "You can't give someone silverware for their birthday!" Why not?! Fancy charm bracelets are nice, but I really needed that air conditioner...
edited 21st Jul '16 1:33:15 PM by Cailleach
Yeah, that doesn't make sense. What's wrong with giving practical and useful things as gifts? Honestly, I think people would appreciate them more. :/
Trust you? The only person I can trust is myself.It's actually done as tradition - flowers were in many cases a sign of status, thus a few flowers plus some crops usually meant 'I have money and I come to share it'.
"Did you expect somebody else?"That's actually pretty interesting. It's just too bad the tradition hasn't evolved into just giving large amounts of cash
My actual voice is deep, but I don't like that because most of the characters I would like to interpretate or most of the songs I would like to sing have neutral to slighty high and slighty pitched voices, like Kefka, or women singing.
(If you can understand what I'm saying, I would be very thankful if you help me with my spoken english)
My voice.
High-pitched as in high notes, or high-pitched as in a high-pitched sounding tone (Like are the notes really high, or does the singer just have a squeaky voice?)
I ask because Singing Voice Dissonance is very common in real life. Like I have a low speaking voice, and sing soprano I (and can't sing low notes at all). And I know quite a few squeaky-voiced altos.
edited 9th Jul '16 3:16:15 PM by Cailleach
Well, some characters doesn't really sing very pitched nor very higher, but this vocal cover of Death For Glamour is a bit troublesome for me partially for that reason. (That and I have security problems singing with people rather than alone.)
Mettaton does sing slighty manly, but my voice is still to deep for the job.
Cover
I can make a higher and pitchier voice when I'm just talking, but when I sing, I......struggle.
The weird part is, in an enviroment where people like to have manly suave voices, the fact that I prefer a higher voice than my actual voice may seems as weird and odd thing.
I cannot whistle. At all.
The closest I can even come to doing so is a very high-pitched breathing noise.
The possum is a potential perpetrator; he did place possum poo in the plum pot.