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Post by Audio the obscure on Oct 7, 2013 18:57:55 GMT -5
This is very short and it doesn't really qualify for what you want, but it's the best I can do for now. It's just a vid of Pepper the cat I keep going on about. There is a slight second I can be seen, a bit if you look closely. Very very slight, lol. A friend of mine sent me the camera I'm now using (I gave up the cellphone camera, and went back home phone again, lol) and this phone does not have a front, but just a back camera, unfortunately. So for that reason I find it difficult mechanically by myself to make vids and pics of strictly myself.
Hope it comes through all right. I tried photobucket, but had a lot of trouble, so I'm uploading it from my youtube account.
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Post by Audio the obscure on Oct 7, 2013 18:18:21 GMT -5
Woweee, Crash! That butterfly is exquisite, sitting on your finger and flapping its wings like that. That's so beautiful!!! Butterflies are one of my favourite things to look at. Great vid there!
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Post by Audio the obscure on Jun 7, 2013 1:49:23 GMT -5
To go into my bed, because as soon as I turn off the lights and go, Tinka will awake, jump on the bed and walk over my chest until I stroke her back xD Ahhh that's nice, Ghost! How much I wish I could look forward to a cat here where I live (no pets allowed). What do I look forward to? Nothing much. I just wish I could sleep. It's on the road toward 4 am. All I can think of right now is I look forward to having a cup of tea later this morning - or early this afternoon:P no doubt I may sleep late. What I WISH I could look forward to: a relative visiting me a job that I could physically handle friends who actually want to spend some time with me someone strong to lean on, especially emotionally What would I look forward to if it were not an impossibility (right now): Spending time with at least (I hope) one brother (my mum lost 4 babies: hopefully at least one of them would have been a boy: I always wanted a big brother to protect and help me. I fantasize a lot still about this. I know. Pointless. I think oh how much different maybe my life would have been if I had had just one older brother. Maybe he would have told off those who bullied me in school and high school. Same as "anothershy1", but just strictly that, without anything alongside "life being over". I've been lamenting lately that "surely this isn't all there is (this room I live in) until the really bad stuff happens later on to me in the short term, then some more even worse stuff happens after the "short term" things, and then one last really difficult thing to get through, then the final end of me. (sorry for the morbidity, but it's how I feel).
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Post by Audio the obscure on Jun 7, 2013 1:14:13 GMT -5
Sounds intriguing, Peterseter. I think I may have done the "trumpet" one, lol. I've "hummed" ever since I was in the crib, so to speak. I taught myself to whistle but it was at a later age.
It was very interesting reading your posts and the techniques you described on how to achieve the different sounds!
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Post by Audio the obscure on Jun 7, 2013 0:57:19 GMT -5
Me too Maybe all of us that don't have any wild stories should get together and wreak a little havoc upon the world. ;D ..... maybe we should start with the banks..... That's not a bad idea, I can already imagine us featured on a newspaper article : "The shy gang strikes again, read the latest news on their nefarious deeds." ;D Hey Grayback, that sounds like an idea for a story, like a mystery story, a who-dunnit or whatever, lol. "The Shy Gang"hmmm reminds me of "The Apple Dumpling Gang" (superlols) hahaha. I know I'm off topic somewhat lol. Wild? hmm. Criteria for "wild"? BTW: Great story, Geekguy:)!!!
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Post by Audio the obscure on Jun 7, 2013 0:28:52 GMT -5
I was expecting something alittle different in this thread so I may not be answering it in the right way (just thought I'd warn ya beforehand, lol). My adolescent experiences/failures. Well I can name two: At 14, I tried out for the girls' basketball team, and didn't make it. They had us doing all these running drills and I was way out of shape. Skinny, but not fit, lol. The guys were in the bleachers watching, and I hated having to quit in front of them, but my lungs were on fire, and I couldn't keep running. Also at 14, I had heard they were hiring at the fish plant (where I used to live was a fishing community, and the majority of the jobs were in the fish factory packing fish), and a girl in my class worked overnight, then went to school in the morning. Anyway, I thought: well she got hired, and we're similar in age, so I decided to go try to get a job too. But when I went in to see the hiring guy, he asked me if I had a work permit, and of course I did not. So he told me he could not hire me. I was devastated. There were some teen guys hanging out around outside, perhaps waiting their turn to see the hiring guy. I knew them, they knew me. So I put on this sort of "fake face" because I didn't want them to see how disappointed I was, that I didn't get hired to work in the fish plant:(. I think my sociophobia and all the rest of it partially stems from this last one. The basketball failure was because I was out of shape. But my job failure was something I couldn't do anything about at the time. It was easier for me to recover from the sports failure, than the job failure. It still haunts my low self esteem to this day many years later. I went to one school dance grade 7 and my mum came with me. I think it was just the one school dance as far as I can remember. Grade 8-10 I didn't go to one school dance. It was at another school in which every day I had to take the school bus. So maybe I figured I didn't want to bother my dad to drive me to and from the school or something. I stayed home Friday nights and read comic books and listened to rock and roll on the radio, and ate ice cream, bananas, covered with nestle's quick . I would have liked to have been invited to a girls' slumber party when I was a teenager; and of course never was. (This is somewhat earlier than teens, so pls bear with me): I think I was in grade 4 or 5 I went to a birthday party of a girl who was living on the same street I lived on. But she hadn't invited me. My mum was friends with one of her parents, so that's how I got to be over there. I wish I had just stayed home. Because the girl and her friends all ignored me. I can understand why, NOW, but back then I was so confused and hurt as to why they kept on snubbing me all the time I was there. I couldn't wait to go home. Of course they were snubbing me because they hadn't invited me in the first place. So many things my mum just butted in FOR me, and I think it just made things a lot worse in my childhood and teens all around (overall). She was WAY too overprotective of me, especially SOCIALLY, and I never learned to fight my own social battles. It still is an enemy of mine to this day. There's probably more "failures" of my adolescent years. Maybe I'll remember and post (or add to this post) at a later date.
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Post by Audio the obscure on Jun 7, 2013 0:07:40 GMT -5
I'm glad I'm not the only one that feels like this because it always feels as though I am. I have a poor memory and trouble really concentrating. When you can't remember the name of a song or a movie or what happened in a book you read it takes away things that could potentially be a conversation with someone. That's part of the reason I avoid debating online...because even if I have an opinion I find it difficult to express it and defend it against much more confident people. I feel like this too as although I have opinions on plenty of things, I don't have much confidence in my knowledge to properly debate it. That's my problem - the memory of a title of a movie or a song, or anything along that line. Some days it seems I'm not too bad, and other days my brain just seems like it's frozen or something. I, too, think low self esteem or low confidence contributes to feeling unintelligent. I feel the same way as Tal in regard to debates. I've presented (in my opinion) some logical arguments, but only in email, and one on one with one or two people at different times of course. I think I "could" debate, but I'm just too lacking in confidence to do it in the forums; and also for the second reason of being too nervous and high strung to "hold my own" in such an undertaking, publicly at least. When I'm feeling low (as is usual for me), I feel very unintelligent, especially if I've made a social "faux pas" (as I'd done earlier, hence my feeling like "crap", as I said in another thread in the general section). But the reason behind the mistake was caused by a mental or a brain problem, not shyness, or anything of a more "social" nature, as it were. For many years, especially in the 90s, I called myself "stupid". I tried to work on that this century, and I had conquered it for a while. But it's coming back on me again of late. I haven't really made much effort lately to squash that as the feeling is strong now, unfortunately. I expect a lot of myself, and haven't delivered; and there is so much more I could say about that *sighs*. I feel guilty that I haven't lived up to my aspirations. I wrote a song about it when I was a teenager, not even 16 yet, and the old bitterness (self hatred) is back again full force. It's very difficult for me to keep an "open mind" and to try not to think of myself as "stupid" or unintelligent, when stuff in my life comes up that seems to reinforce my belief (and I don't want it to). I'd give anything to not "see evidence" (even if it is just blind "evidence") of my own stupidity staring me in the face each day or through my deeds and/or especially words. I can't really explain it any more or any better. It's just how I feel. And I wish I didn't feel this way.
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Post by Audio the obscure on Jun 6, 2013 23:36:26 GMT -5
Not sure how quiet I was. All I know is my mum told me I was an awfully happy baby. She said I used to jump up and down in my crib and hum tunes (it figures, lol). I was a nervous baby also and she said nobody but her could come near the crib or else I'd cry so obviously at those times I wasn't quiet, lol.
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Post by Audio the obscure on Jun 6, 2013 23:33:00 GMT -5
Well sometimes I get sleepy at an earlier hour such as 10 pm, but the situation with where I live is still such that it is most difficult for me to get to sleep then, or, if I did, I'd be woken up by other people (coming and going). So I've resigned myself to not getting to sleep until at least midnight. Lately I've been going to sleep anywhere from 1 am onwards to 2 to 3 am.
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Post by Audio the obscure on Jun 6, 2013 18:47:55 GMT -5
Hard to put it in just one word.
Crappy for one. Embarrassed. Crappy because I feel embarrassed. I'm so tired of this problem I have. It's not one I've talked about on here as I am too embarrassed to talk about it. Perhaps if I got some prodding to talk about it, maybe I might.
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Post by Audio the obscure on Jun 5, 2013 23:55:45 GMT -5
www.personalitypage.com/ISFJ.htmlReading this through, I must say they had me pegged right, lol. Very accurate analysis there. (*I know the thread is old, having one of my late nights again - getting a lot more common for me lately too, because of worries, not because of my age, lol)
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Post by Audio the obscure on Jun 2, 2013 12:32:44 GMT -5
The nice cool breeze that came overnight in my area and also this morning (humidex temps Friday and Saturday, made me sooo tired).
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Post by Audio the obscure on Jun 2, 2013 12:23:20 GMT -5
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Post by Audio the obscure on Jun 1, 2013 22:14:06 GMT -5
ship to shore I was feeling nostalgic and this one was a winner. Plus I was a lot happier then: a happy go lucky girl of 21 lol (not stressed out as I've been the last 5 or so years ). are we ourselvesFeeling better today than I was last night lol. I really like this band so I might add it to my fave top 5 bands sometime . They have such thought-provoking lyrics packaged in very catchy music/rhythms:).
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Post by Audio the obscure on May 28, 2013 0:47:56 GMT -5
UGH I JUST FEEL SO FUCKING ANGRY!!!! I WOKE AT 7AM THIS MORNING AND COULDN'T GET BACK TO SLEEP BECAUSE I WAS JUST TOO MAD! I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT'S MAKING ME ANGRY, IT FEELS LIKE EVERYTHING. I RESENT THE WAY I AM TREATED, I AM ANGRY THAT PEOPLE THINK IT'S OK TO BELITTLE ME AND TREAT ME LIKE NOTHING AND LIKE MY FEELINGS ARE INVALID. WHY? WHAT HAVE I DONE TO DESERVE IT? NOTHING!!! I HAVE ONLY EVER TRIED TO BE A GOOD AND DECENT PERSON AND I KEEP GETTING KICKED IN THE HEAD FOR IT, WELL NO FUCKING MORE! NO MORE BITING MY TONGUE WHEN PEOPLE ARE MEAN, NO MORE SAYING NOTHING, HOW DARE PEOPLE TREAT ME LIKE THIS, HOW FUCKING DARE THEY!I am so tired of the world being so unjust and so unfair, and now I feel bad for feeling angry... Excuse me whilst I go cry Blimey, Sigh, that's how I feel how people irl treat me too!!! And I hold it in for the longest time, then I get mad, then I feel bad later on also for getting angry! Hope and sending out well wishes for things to be better for you (I know it sounds lame, but I mean it
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