Have you like, ever done that? You know, changing your looks and personality just to fit in with a group or whatever? Do you know anyone who has done that?
My friend changed her looks a few months ago. She did it to impress her crush.
So how bout you?
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I wish upon a star Wanna be right where you are You set my world on fire Babe I got a crush on you I wish upon a star Can't you see how right we are We should be together Babe I got a crush on you
So if you feel the way I do Would you fancy to To take a ride beside me?
Me and you, you and me. Living a life in harmony It's magic(oh it's magic) babe I've got a crush on you [x2]
Nice video. And I've never changed my image before
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I wish upon a star Wanna be right where you are You set my world on fire Babe I got a crush on you I wish upon a star Can't you see how right we are We should be together Babe I got a crush on you
So if you feel the way I do Would you fancy to To take a ride beside me?
Me and you, you and me. Living a life in harmony It's magic(oh it's magic) babe I've got a crush on you [x2]
I told BScott in the comments that this needs to be scene by EVERYBODY! Seriously. People still believe that they have the power to change the world into their ideal place by putting down others. Bscott just made it very clear to her Love Muffins (including me yayz) that, although it may happen, it's not going to happen with people like her around.
And you must have changed your image at one point or another. Maybe you bought some clothes because the cool people had it, maybe you went to hang out with some other people other than your friends once or twice. I think it's virtual impossible to succumb to peer pressure once in your life.
I wish upon a star Wanna be right where you are You set my world on fire Babe I got a crush on you I wish upon a star Can't you see how right we are We should be together Babe I got a crush on you
So if you feel the way I do Would you fancy to To take a ride beside me?
Me and you, you and me. Living a life in harmony It's magic(oh it's magic) babe I've got a crush on you [x2]
When I was thirteen years old, I told myself it was the personality that stands out and that image don't really matter. Says the girl who decided to wear any fashionable top combined with various jeans and only puts on foundation when I have so obviously big, red spots.
I wish upon a star Wanna be right where you are You set my world on fire Babe I got a crush on you I wish upon a star Can't you see how right we are We should be together Babe I got a crush on you
So if you feel the way I do Would you fancy to To take a ride beside me?
Me and you, you and me. Living a life in harmony It's magic(oh it's magic) babe I've got a crush on you [x2]
Wow... -cough- Odd video. But I do agree with the message of it all.
I've tried to majorly change my image three times in my life.
Elementary: tried to be popular, girly, and boy crazy.
Middle School: tried to be athletic and sporty.
Junior High: tried to be emo/punk. -worst phase /ever/-
Senior High: People finally started to respect me because I actually found out who I was and refused to change myself for anyone. I know exactly who I am and what I want and I'm confident in that.
I watched the video and I was thinking "maybe I should say that to myself in the mirror every morning just to boost my confidence up a bit". Of course I don't want to be so confident that I get pig-headed, but still, it's nice to be confident in yourself all the time. I'd like to thank B.Scott for pointing this out. The message needs to get across the world!
And you must have changed your image at one point or another. I think it's virtual impossible to succumb to peer pressure once in your life.
RONG I changed my image because I wanted to, nobody pressured me into it. I evolved into Gothic. X3
Akira_Cat wrote:Says the girl who decided to wear any fashionable top combined with various jeans and only puts on foundation when I have so obviously big, red spots.
I refuse to wear anything "fashionable". What's fashionable in America is low-cut tops, midriff tops, mini skirts, short shorts, and the like. Basically, if you look like a whore, you're fashionable. I won't wear make-up, even then. WYSIWYG with me. (I might mush my fat into a girdle, but that's it.)
FTR, my grandma is always chastising me about my clothes, saying I ought to wear stuff more up-to-date and wear brighter colors. You just wait until I get out on my own. If she thinks it's bad now, she'll roll over in her grave when I finally buy what I actually want to wear.
Right now, my wardrobe consists of jeans (mostly from the summer of my 8th grade year, 2 pairs I was forced to buy), boys shirts (I can't wear girls sizes- they're made for anorexic whores [heh]), a girl's size 16 dress I can't wear (I bought it shrunk on the hanger. XD), 1 pair of tennis shoes, 1 pair of flats, and 1 pair of... something that I was forced to buy, and a jacket I was forced to buy.
As soon as I move out, the clothes I was forced to buy are going to the Salvation Army. I hate them. I hate them with a vengeful passion. "You don't appreciate anything I buy for you! "I didn't WANT you to buy them! I kept telling you no, that I have clothes! I got them so you'd leave me alone!" "(something about my clothes being in shreds)?!" "YES! That was the idea! That's when I'll need clothes!"
...You think she'd have learned...
Tech: *cough*rantsection*cough* Me: *grabs his nose to shut him up*
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Herr A: We didn't put a Christmas tree up, nothin'. We went to the beach. It was wonderful. BUT... I got in water up to my... crotch area, and when that wave hit ALLLLLLLL my business went running towards my intestinal tract...
She was always trying to change me into the feminine blonde, blue-eyed pure-French athiest grand daughter she always wanted. How unlucky for her that she got a brunette, brown-eyed half-Spanish Christian tomboy. X3
The moment my grandparents disowned my family I threw out practically everything she had ever forced upon me. Feels good. She'd have a heart attack if she knew that most of my clothes are now purchased from thrift shops and the boys' section of Walmart. =P
My grandmother is trying to force CHURCH on me. Look, I have my reasons for being agnostic. She's lucky I'm agnostic- I used to be atheist.
I'm the good kid, I have the common sense, I'm almost 19, I *ought* to be able to wear what I want. "There's a way to be different without wearing all that stuff." True, but I LIKE wearing black. It contrasts perfectly with my skin color.
...She thought Goth was a religion. Goth is a set of beliefs that are different from the social norm and nothing more. It does have it's own dress code, but that dress code is not a uniform. You can be Goth and dress like a prep- It's called "Poser". Some Goths take it to the extreme, yes, but most of us compromise with the rest of society. For instance, you can listen to your gangster rap and be a thug, but if it conflicts with my ability listen to my music, or if you impede on my right to listen to it by making fun of me, you're asking for it. We are a look but don't touch people. (Not a rant, an explanation. XD)
:/ Another reason I'm agnostic- Southern Baptists are close-minded prejudiced hypocritical pig heads and they're perfect and holier than thou, and deemed [perfect] in the eyes of God.
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Herr A: We didn't put a Christmas tree up, nothin'. We went to the beach. It was wonderful. BUT... I got in water up to my... crotch area, and when that wave hit ALLLLLLLL my business went running towards my intestinal tract...
:/ I changed my image/personality only once. And that was... I was 10 at the time. xD From then on, I was my own person. Goths, punks, emos, nerds, whatever-- I lost all interest with other trends and made up my own. xD So now I'm (almost) always dressing like it's 1888.
As for my personality, that was decided at the same exact time. >.> I don't think that's changed since then, either.
-- Edited by Bandkanon at 19:35, 2008-04-22
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dOMITUPSYK wrote:My grandmother is trying to force CHURCH on me. Look, I have my reasons for being agnostic. She's lucky I'm agnostic- I used to be atheist.
Yeah, that's the way it usually goes. I actually hadn't heard of an authoritive figure trying to for atheism before, but hey, why not?
I'm an agnostic too, and considering both of my parents are hardcore athiests, that's pretty pious of me.
She wanted you to change you into an atheist? Well that seems a bit imposing.
Mm'hmm. The whole reason her and my grandfather disowned my family was because they didn't want us to be Christian. They've fought my parents about it for 20+ years, until two years ago when they finally did the best thing for us all and dropped contact.
My grandmother actually used to be catholic. But when she was younger, a catholic man raped her and, in turn, she became very bitter towards the religion. My family's not catholic but she finds anything Christian bad enough, especially considering she's into the new age stuff... she thinks she's on top of the world because she's rich and doesn't look a day past 50 even though she's over 70. Mind you, plastic surgery has a /lot/ to do with that.
You know... it would be all too easy to sell myself out to them. I mean, they're millionaires. All I would have to do is deny my faith and I would be living the "good life" in Quebec with them. -shakes head-
My parents are like the only 2 people in my family who aren't, like, surviving off of minimum wage. So it's pretty lucky I ended up where I am. Again, though, they're atheists.
My parents are like the only 2 people in my family who aren't, like, surviving off of minimum wage. So it's pretty lucky I ended up where I am. Again, though, they're atheists.
My family's not doing bad either. We tend to fluctuate. Drifting from upper middle class to lower middle class. People think we're rich but that's not true. We've worked our way up, sure... I mean, when I was little my brother didn't even have a proper crib when he was born. o o;
dOMITUPSYK wrote:I refuse to wear anything "fashionable". What's fashionable in America is low-cut tops, midriff tops, mini skirts, short shorts, and the like. Basically, if you look like a whore, you're fashionable. I won't wear make-up, even then. WYSIWYG with me. (I might mush my fat into a girdle, but that's it.)
How so very true. The females where I live do dress like whores and expect the males to notice them. It is very hard for males to NOT notice the exposure of female flesh, whether it be the females' backside, breasts, or midriff. Males in my area are just as bad; they wear their pants/jeans/whatever really low so that their boxers/briefs/whatever show. I mean...what the heck, people? What the freaking heck? Nobody wants to see exposure of male boxers/briefs/whatever OR the exposure of female body parts.
I prefer dark clothes, but I am not gothic...not quite, anyway. I just like the darkness because I find it refreshing for some reason. Mostly because of the moonlight, I suppose. I wear cloaks that have hoods so that people know not to come near me. It works most of the time, but there are times when people come up to me and ask stupid questions, such as "How's the weather down there?", "Are you a vampire?" and other such stupid questions. I feel like punching those people in the face when they come up to me and they dare ask really, really stupid questions or make fun of me. Sometimes I do lose control and hit them and they leave me alone, but some people do not get the message.
I hate the idiotic humans that live around me...
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I can't stand revealing clothes. x x; I mean, I find it so incredibly hard to focus on a girl's face while I'm talking to them if their cleavage is practically blocking the view. o o; Just the same, I hate when guys walk around shirtless. My brother is always walking around in his boxers and I'm like, "Put a shirt on... you're gonna poke someone's eye out." X3
How so very true. The females where I live do dress like whores and expect the males to notice them. It is very hard for males to NOT notice the exposure of female flesh, whether it be the females' backside, breasts, or midriff. Males in my area are just as bad; they wear their pants/jeans/whatever really low so that their boxers/briefs/whatever show. I mean...what the heck, people? What the freaking heck? Nobody wants to see exposure of male boxers/briefs/whatever OR the exposure of female body parts.
Well, I'm pretty sure there's a lot of guys who would like to see girls in scanty outfits, but I agree with you for the guys.
Although it's not just the people where you live. This new trend of revealing clothing/sagging pants is pretty much universal; it doesn't matter where you live, it's gonna be there.
When guys wear their pants at half mast, they're mourning the loss of their dignity.
I wish upon a star Wanna be right where you are You set my world on fire Babe I got a crush on you I wish upon a star Can't you see how right we are We should be together Babe I got a crush on you
So if you feel the way I do Would you fancy to To take a ride beside me?
Me and you, you and me. Living a life in harmony It's magic(oh it's magic) babe I've got a crush on you [x2]
There were only a few guys in our town who wore baggy trousers down to the bottom of their butt cheeks. I thought "What's the point!? It's disgusting! Pull them up for crying out loud!" Also, we have a lot of chavs wearing their Lonsdale stuff there too. I hate them cos they act all "Yeah! I'm cool! I rock and you don't." Plus they look very scary when they walk down the town like in gangs.
I wish upon a star Wanna be right where you are You set my world on fire Babe I got a crush on you I wish upon a star Can't you see how right we are We should be together Babe I got a crush on you
So if you feel the way I do Would you fancy to To take a ride beside me?
Me and you, you and me. Living a life in harmony It's magic(oh it's magic) babe I've got a crush on you [x2]
There were only a few guys in our town who wore baggy trousers down to the bottom of their butt cheeks. I thought "What's the point!? It's disgusting! Pull them up for crying out loud!" Also, we have a lot of chavs wearing their Lonsdale stuff there too. I hate them cos they act all "Yeah! I'm cool! I rock and you don't." Plus they look very scary when they walk down the town like in gangs.
..."Chav"? I have never heard that word before...
I have a weird story to tell about what happened in school today. Before I went to school, I asked one of my sisters if I could borrow her contacts that change to the colour red when applied to the eye...the very contacts that she used for Halloween. She said that I could, and I applied them to my eyes...Then I searched for the false fangs my other sister used for Halloween two years ago. I applied those to my teeth. Then, I put on my cloak, pulled the hood up so that it covered my face, and went to school. When I was going to class, someone actually came up to me and asked, "Are you a vampire?" I looked up, bared my "fangs", and hissed harshly at them. The look on their face was priceless; pure fear crossed their face and they screamed, "What the hell?!" Then they ran off, other people watching that horrified person in confusion. I took this moment to look down and cover my face again with my hood before turning away and going to class.
Needless to say, that person will never bother me again.
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"Hey, Mr. Bump. Thought I'd drop by for a visit." "Uh, hello, Miss Whoops." "Sorry to hear about your accident." "Oh, well. That'll teach me to wrestle elephants." "Hey, a remote control! Ooh, how about we watch some rollerderby?" "Uh, uh, no, Miss Whoops, that's not for the T.V.! Ow! Bed! Crunching! Oh!" "These remotes are so unreliable..."
XD Sweet. DX I can't wear contacts. A)Allergies, B)Dry eye, C)Scared they'll get lost in my eye.
...XD Sweet. Man, if somebody did that at my school, they'd kill us. :/ Cover everything, I mean. "GET UR IDZ OR WE PWN J00 WIT DETNSHN N00B SLAVES AHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!oneone!!111!!!fortyone1"
Anyhow...
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Herr A: We didn't put a Christmas tree up, nothin'. We went to the beach. It was wonderful. BUT... I got in water up to my... crotch area, and when that wave hit ALLLLLLLL my business went running towards my intestinal tract...
Actually, I do have a letter of accommodation stating that I am allowed to wear cloaks to school, and that I can have the hood up if I choose to. And you should have been there to see that person's face; it was hilarious. I doubt that person will ever come in contact with me again. Ever. Also, I told my sisters what happened and they laughed...a lot. They are happy that I scared someone off.
However, I doubt that I should tell my parents what occurred.
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"Hey, Mr. Bump. Thought I'd drop by for a visit." "Uh, hello, Miss Whoops." "Sorry to hear about your accident." "Oh, well. That'll teach me to wrestle elephants." "Hey, a remote control! Ooh, how about we watch some rollerderby?" "Uh, uh, no, Miss Whoops, that's not for the T.V.! Ow! Bed! Crunching! Oh!" "These remotes are so unreliable..."
Right now im wereing all blue,and stuff,and ya i look like a flipping gangster crip or whatever,but not that i care,i ant no crip,so it don't bother me,it's how i dress,and what not,Ya know what i hate people who judge people for what they were.
Edit: I also Listen to Ezy-E
-- Edited by kari bunny at 20:29, 2008-04-23
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There were only a few guys in our town who wore baggy trousers down to the bottom of their butt cheeks. I thought "What's the point!? It's disgusting! Pull them up for crying out loud!" Also, we have a lot of chavs wearing their Lonsdale stuff there too. I hate them cos they act all "Yeah! I'm cool! I rock and you don't." Plus they look very scary when they walk down the town like in gangs.
..."Chav"? I have never heard that word before...
I have a weird story to tell about what happened in school today. Before I went to school, I asked one of my sisters if I could borrow her contacts that change to the colour red when applied to the eye...the very contacts that she used for Halloween. She said that I could, and I applied them to my eyes...Then I searched for the false fangs my other sister used for Halloween two years ago. I applied those to my teeth. Then, I put on my cloak, pulled the hood up so that it covered my face, and went to school. When I was going to class, someone actually came up to me and asked, "Are you a vampire?" I looked up, bared my "fangs", and hissed harshly at them. The look on their face was priceless; pure fear crossed their face and they screamed, "What the hell?!" Then they ran off, other people watching that horrified person in confusion. I took this moment to look down and cover my face again with my hood before turning away and going to class.
Needless to say, that person will never bother me again.
Herr A: We didn't put a Christmas tree up, nothin'. We went to the beach. It was wonderful. BUT... I got in water up to my... crotch area, and when that wave hit ALLLLLLLL my business went running towards my intestinal tract...
They have IDs in High School now? I can hardly wait until then...they must be cool to carry around...right?
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No, not at all. You stick it in our wallet and take it out when you need it and stick your tongue out at your picture and hope no one looks too closely.
UNLESS YOU HAVE MONEY ON YOUR CARD Then you need it to buy lunch and such.
If you don't wear it, the teachers yell at you. If you keep not wearing it, they write you up. If you get written up enough you get detention, enough detention leads to expulsion... I take the worst road possible. X3
Anyhoo, one time, neither me nor Josh had our IDs. She says "Where's y'all's IDs?" His was in his bookbag which was in class and mine was in my bookbag, which was in class. (This was before we actually had to go to class.) We had different classes since he was a year behind me. Well, we both started off, and she looks at me and says "Where are YOU going?" in a manner that suggested she was superior to me. I said "To get my ID."
"Well, why are you going with him?"
"My class is this way."
"What class?"
"German."
"That's that way."
I lost it.
"Uh, for YOUR information, Ms. (Whatever her name was), it's THIS way. It's right down those friggin' stairs. It's not like there's a set path to get to it, and I'll go whichever way I want to go anyway. You are NOT my mother, you are NOT my teacher and you are NOT the principal. Outside of telling me to follow school rules stated in the handbook, you do NOT have the authority to tell me what to do."
Poor Josh. He was a foot taller than me, and yet I dragged him down the stairs like a rag doll, I was so pissed off. She tried to write me up, but Herr A happened to be on that hallway and persuaded the principal to drop it. X3 Best teacher I ever had. (Of course, he took 10 checks [his behavioral system], 5 for laying into a teacher, and 5 for saving my dumb ass, but it was worth it. X3)
She never spoke directly to me again.
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Herr A: We didn't put a Christmas tree up, nothin'. We went to the beach. It was wonderful. BUT... I got in water up to my... crotch area, and when that wave hit ALLLLLLLL my business went running towards my intestinal tract...
...Wow. I had no idea that having IDs would suck so much...awesome job on telling that person off, though. How does the school system put money on an ID anyway? That concept is...new to me.
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It was the same in the high school I went for seventh and eighth grade. For my current school, though, IDs are only required if you need to check out books in the library or if you don't feel like sneaking your way into the library.
As for the money thing, it's kinda like a debit card. 'tis fun.