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[techno156]

Yeah, that's mugging.

I have a catapult (slingshot). If you do not give me all of your money, I will send a huge rock at your head.

At least, that's what you told me

Actually, that second one I wrote was I have a rock. If you not give me all your money, I will fling an enormous fire at your head. Sorry if I screwed up syntax or somehting. :3 I can't speak Latin.

 

[the_j485]

Actually, that second one I wrote was I have a rock. If you not give me all your money, I will fling an enormous fire at your head. Sorry if I screwed up syntax or somehting. :3 I can't speak Latin.

I can do a bit
I've learnt it in school since year seven, and I'm in year 11 now, and I've been ridiculously lucky as it's the only subject where all my teachers were awesome, and now I'm doing a GCSE in it.

 

[techno156]

I can do a bit
I've learnt it in school since year seven, and I'm in year 11 now, and I've been ridiculously lucky as it's the only subject where all my teachers were awesome, and now I'm doing a GCSE in it.

GCSE? Otherwise, pretty cool. Don't know too many words in languages other than English (I've mostly forgotten them).

Also, does me having a 5 minute memory mean I should go see a psychologist or something?

 

[the_j485]

GCSE? Otherwise, pretty cool. Don't know too many words in languages other than English (I've mostly forgotten them).

Also, does me having a 5 minute memory mean I should go see a psychologist or something?

I have that sometimes, no worries.

I also have done German since German, exactly same situation with teachers and GCSEs.

 

[Darklord__]

GCSE? Otherwise, pretty cool. Don't know too many words in languages other than English (I've mostly forgotten them).

Also, does me having a 5 minute memory mean I should go see a psychologist or something?

I'm England a course leads to a gcse or a btec
There scoring systems

 

[the_j485]

I'm England a course leads to a gcse or a btec
There scoring systems

I thought btec was after GCSE?
Like a similar type of thing to A-level and the international Baccalaureate? (For me, it's A-level, my school offers that and IB)

 

[techno156]

Ah, ok. So like how we have VCE and VCAL?

 

[fergcraft]

Well after reading everyone else's stories I thought I would tell mine. Ito also liked books growing up I was always reading when I was young and that would be a great accet to me later in life. well growing up my family lived with my family out of the country and boy was I an ignorant youth I had only a couple of friends and was a shy person. Well the year I turned 11 my family moved back to minnesota were most of both my parents family lived. I learned later that my dad did it to try and keep our family together. As we all know life doesn't go as planned and they got divorced a year or two after we moved back. Well on good thing is that it showed me what the world was really like. I spent many nights hiding in my book or playing with lego's since I didn't know how to deal with all the stress of my parents being divorced. well In my last 4 years of high school I really didn't have a home I spent a lot of time bouncing back and fourth between living with my parents. well part of that was me and part was together my parents would be equally balanced my mom was fun spirited and my dad taught me how to be a hard worker. Of course my dad told me he had nothing to be proud of and had nothing to brag to his friends at work since I did pourly at school. It wasn't that I wasn't smart I just had a huge adjustment since colorado was 2 years behind the times and I had more to catch up on than my younger siblings.
well after I graduated I moved back with my dad since I had better work oppertunities since he was closer to the cities. During my time their my grandpa had died and he taught me how to drive. He also taught me how to walk with god and be a good person. As it always happens I had quit my job being young and stupid and didn't have another job. I went to the hospital and saw my grandpa for the last time. He had a brain anerism and probably didn't know any of us were their. We went and stayed at my cousins house and found out he had passed the next morning. He was one of the greatest men I have ever known. Well after I got back from the funeral my dad stomped downstairs and yelled at me to get a job, so I didn't even get any chance to mourn him. My dad also wanted to go to the funeral but my mom freaked out because lets just say my dad isn't always a nice person. He can be but well ya. He always used me as his target when angry about something else I didn't peace it together till I was older.
Well as the years progressed and my dad became worse to deal with I moved in with my future ex-wife and her family. Well her mom was bipolar and scitsophrenic and her doctor was one of those people that just passed the pills. It also didn't help that she would mix her own meds for better or worse. well my exwifes brother was autistic and bipolar he had issues too but after he stabbed me and I dang near broke his nose for it he was my buddy. Her dad was one of the nicest guys I knew he may not have been one of the sharpest tools in the chest but he was my buddy. Well we got married and were happy for a while. We bought a house and my dad asked me if I was jeoulous of my brother since he bought a brand new freshly built house. I said why I have my own house why do I care if his is brand new since I don't care for material things that much. After my exwifes dad lost his job I decided I should go to college so we would not be in the same boat. I went to work full time and college at night full time trying to make our lifes better in the future so she would have everything she deserved. We went through 3 misscarriges which was sad since I was exited about being a father. Well before her younger sister got married her brother tried to commit suicide the day before. Her sister at her wedding was said why was no body really happy at your wedding. I was like hello your brothers in the hospital and were not even sure he's going to make it. He lived for the next 6 months but he didn't make it. Well I was depressed about that and didn't know how to help my exwife through that just kept telling her I loved her and that I was their for her.
well two weeks before my sister was to be married she tells me she doesn't love me anymore and that I can stay in the house but not sleep in our bed. slept on the couch that night and called my aunt and uncle (who offered to have me live with them when my parents were divorcing and should have lived with since I would have had a permant home). So a week later we get our stuff go to my sisters wedding tried not to ruin their day by being quite which is unlike me so they knew something was wrong. well as time progress I told the exwife I couldn't afford the house and place of my own so we need to work on fixing it up and selling. I went their one weekend knowing she was at work and did some home repairs and the tv was on and someone was hiding in the bedroom. well we had a 5 pound chihuaua and he couldn't open and close the door so finally I yelled up from the basement thinking it was her sister visiting from arizona. well it was some guy and I tried to keep control of my temper but couldn't when she walked in and tried to talk it out since I still wanted our relation ship to work. well it didn't and I raised my voice and he came to threaten me in my own house. Well I thought about just beating the ever living shit out of him but I looked at her and said "your not worth it" and left. Well after that little incident I knew it would never work out since I would never be able to trust her since all my previous relationships the women have all cheated on me.
well Finally lost the house and was finally able to get my own apartment and start piecing back together my life and was doing ok. Till I got laid off from my job I went down a deep depreshion spiral couldn't get out of bed couldn't afford my bills. Hell tried to get help finding a job through my college well they said they only help graduates or those close to graduating. So finally pulled myself together a little bit by biking 15 miles twice a day and the help of my stepbrother who was one of the few people to pull me out of my apartment. Well I couldn't afford my apartment and was forced to move in with friends since I could never live with my dad again. Well being a good hour a way from my job and school I was forced to drop out since I couldn't afford the gas to both. Well when I got my current job I was like hurray it's 9 to 5 and I would be able to go back to college. Well turned out that was just a loosly based time because I was working from 9 to 9 almost everyday for 3 months. Well every bad job has a silver lining and I met my fiance' through her sister that worked their but of course my life has never had an easy path. A year after we were together I found out I had moderate to severe chrons disease and it took me three years and many hospital stays one that had me in an ICU unit for 3 days and another 7 days after right through thanksgiving which sucked because I was only allowed to eat certain things. Well we've been together for 5 years and Have been through so much in that time I think we can take on anything. we take care of each other since we both have health issues and lift up each other. I feel that I have been blessed with her and will hopefully get a job were I can afford the things she diserves I just wish I could have gotten her all the things I got my ex wife.

 

[VikeStep]

-snip-.

woah, ever heard of paragraphing? xD

also, thats a deep story, I've only been experiencing a sort of depression for 2 or 3 years, but a lot of your life has been pretty bad. I'm glad it turned out well for you in the end

 

[techno156]

@fergcraft I'm sure you'll get there, just keep on striving.

 

[Yusunoha]

-snip-

wow, that's quite some bad luck you've had through all these years. but it's nice to hear you finally found your love of your life.

 

[fergcraft]

woah, ever heard of paragraphing? xD

also, thats a deep story, I've only been experiencing a sort of depression for 2 or 3 years, but a lot of your life has been pretty bad. I'm glad it turned out well for you in the end

I actually did paragraph but FTB decided to undo it.

 

[GPuzzle]

Fucking hell, my life is wonderful compared to most of you guys.

 

[fergcraft]

Fucking hell, my life is wonderful compared to most of you guys.

This made my day but I learned it's easier to laugh through problems than let them get to me.

 

[Harvest88]

Okay guys I guess I will share my sad to happy story about idiot hosts to a host that does it right.

Ahh.. what a more sure fire way to get headache free hosting than to get full management? After all they should be able to do your technical problems that I have no idea what to do about and when I do try to them it only takes forever and frustrations to fix them only to ruins a world. Okay so I thought okay I should be able to get this one host that said that they have amazing customer support and be good to go! Boy.. How those guys were complete idiots. And no they actually costed 12 bucks a GB so I wasn't going for those $3/GB hosts. Anyway how should I start the drama off? Well I think "garbage collected" ram sticks is a good place to start off. The ram was going up and up every 10 minutes or so by about 1% of the 4096mb so I ask those idiots and they said "oh it garbage collection just restart your server twice a day" so I said okay.. While that garbage was going on I had problems with the server and man those idiots would not help me.. All they really were doing was blab blab and blab.. Then as I sent the last ticket to those idiots knowing that they were not delivering customer support they gave me a bad attitude just because I done something wrong because after all I am a human. After a lot of the customers and hosts bashed at me on the request thread for an actual host with actual customer support I was struck on who to use.. All I wanted was actual service and not just treated just like going around and around the support "processes" . I wanted a host that works hand in hand with their customers to get their server fired without fuss. So I had two choices and man I sure almost swapped them out in the wrong order just because of that one provider ad and higher quality CPU. But they got me sorted that I was talking to the right guy. Not by being a lying idiot but by giving me running a server advice well into the AM. We talked for about 3 hours on that night so I knew okay.. If they are doing that to a unpaid customer than they are worth the "hassles" for the lower grade E5 CPUs. So on Thankgiving I paid for their server and man.. they got to work! Days and nights of countless hand hours to get my server to work! It took them a while to get it set upped because of Multcraft being an idiot. And that I had my server moved to a partner. However the partner told me that they got my server going and that I asked them if the hardware specs were changed. Man they said from the other E3 2.3ghz CPUs to some X5 3.6ghz CPUs! Oh and DDoS protection! Once that was sorted the guys finished the last final hours of getting a mod pack that actually played nice with the panel and that was Unleashed! But wait they were not done yep. The technician did a quality control check with nukes to make sure the server could take the beatings. Then the server was ready for a fresh gameplay with players! Man these guys are actually dedicated to their customers and making sure they are happy all the time. Oh and the downtime? They only gave me incentives of another 20% off for the next month! What's provider discount you for mod packs not working on their servers? But wait there more! The technician very passionate and dedicated into making my server works, if I want him to come and join, he will! When he did, he let us know of the plugins not working so he got to work on to figuring it out! While they are removed now that they are not working he will put essentials back in as soon he figured out probably today. Man I glad I will be with this provider forever since their support is priceless yep costed only 1/3 of the price than from what I like to call those idiots Thestupids. So now from hosts and customers calling me "unhappiest custoemr ever", "not worth hosting", and even "he shouldn't be trying to host his server". To a host that actually cares about me despite of the conditions the others tried to put me in. That because they said customer satisfactions is what they do. And I can actually says that they do care and not just take people money! So now I am saving money, hosting better. Man never knew all this drama was going to get me there. But it did! Now I am going to spread the words about them so they considered than those countless idiots on today's market.

 

[the_j485]

I see you like smileys my friend...

 

[Yusunoha]

I see you like smileys my friend...

I've counted 35 of them

 

[Greevir]

So... share my story eh? I've only shared my story with one other person in the world and that was to a very dear friend I met in World of Warcraft. Without her being there to listen to me, I imagine I would not be making this post as I would no longer be here. My story basically starts with my father. My biological father from whom I am named after. He had a rough upbringing and was treated very poorly by his parents. Let's just say his own mother set him up to kill his father. Yeah, messed up, right? Well, it is messed up, and it messed him up badly. When I was about 7 years old, we lived in government housing, barely scraping by, living paycheck to paycheck, if we got one at all. We were in a pretty bad spot. Well, my father's mother decided to involve herself into his life again and it wore him down.

One night, my mother shows up outside our window and tells us to come with her, that we're gonna spend the night at our grandparents (her parents). So we sneak out and we ride over to their place. A few hours later, my mother gets a call from the police. She comes in and wakes us up to give us the news. My dad has killed himself. My brother and sister didn't understand what was going on, they were half out of it. We all went back there so she can take care of some stuff. When we get there, I see all the police lights and people around and I freeze up. I couldn't talk, move, anything. I was crushed.

After the funeral, my mom packs up our things from the home. I couldn't help as I couldn't get close to the place. We move in with my grandparents (her parents). A month or so later, another man enters our life. A guy who worked with my father and has been apparently been seeing my mom while my dad was still alive. I was unaware, but apparently my parents were having issues for some time. Well, typical stuff occurred for some time between the two and eventually (within a year) they get married. I have issues with the marriage. I don't think I was ready for it. That and my new stepdad did not get along at all.

He always would tell me that I'm just like my dad. Which was true, even our birthmarks are in the same exact spot and shape. But he meant it in a different way. He was always bad mouthing my father. I hated it. And I hated him for it. I started to fail school to where I eventually dropped out in 9th Grade. I went and got my GED a few months later but lets face it, it isn't the same. I even worked at the same place my stepdad worked at. A place where I worked during summer since I was 13. Welding, structure building, that kind of stuff. But I couldn't continue to work there. Having to live with my stepdad and work with him too was simply not working out. So I left. I spent a few years doing nothing. I gained a lot of weight, went into deeper depression, spending way too much time on World of Warcraft. On top of that, I had to fight every night with nightmares of my fathers suicide.

I started to shoplift. I would steal Magic The Gathering packs from Walmart.... I had amassed somewhere near three thousand cards till I finally got caught. My lawyer asked me what I wanted to do with my life. I honestly had no clue what to tell him. He asked me what I liked to do. I told him i loved computers. I would always find myself taking them apart and fixing them. He told me about a government program called Job Corps. If I went through the program, the charges would be dropped. The program would even help me get a job in the field I studied in. So I took it. I went to Great Onyx Job Corps and earned my A+ certification. (I know, A+ isn't much, but I was excited as its the first right thing I've done in a looong time). When it came to Job Corps placing me into a job though, that excitement quickly died. I was placed into a warehouse keeping shelves stocked. Job Corps would still get credit as a trade based placement cause apparently I occasionally use a computer in the warehouse. I left the job shortly after.

After yet some more time of me doing nothing, my aunt and uncle from Massachusetts offer to help me out. So I take a 12 hour greyhound buss ride from Alabama to Massachusetts to live with them. My uncle owned a service station there where I would do everything from register, pumping gas (was a full service station) vehicle repair, and perform vehicle safety inspections. It was a good gig for a bit. I love my aunt and uncle and my cousins there were the best. My uncle insisted I find a better job though. He knew I was into computers and that I would be happier with a job where I actually use them. So I ended up getting a job up there as claims support for Allstate. Things were ok. But not for long...

I starting feeling really uneasy. I had no clue what it was. I would occasionally get an incredibly strong feeling of doom. I thought to myself that I was just homesick, but this feeling of doom was just getting unbearable. One day, I wrote my aunt and uncle a letter telling them that I was leaving and apologizing for wasting their time. I then proceeded to travel back home via car. My old beatup 1978 Pontiac Bonneville. Not exactly the best vehicle to be driving 12 hours through what happened to be a fairly large snowstorm, especially with me being a poor southern boy who barely has even seen snow back home. It was a rather entertaining trip to say the least.

So I'm back home and get a job as tech support for AT&T online services and later as tech support at Hewlett Packard. I find out that I get anxiety attacks. That was what those feelings of doom I was getting in Massachusetts was from. Well, I left for nothing... geez. I start playing World of Warcraft again and meet a wonderful person in the guild. She was having some issues so I listened, I was having issues and she listened. It was the biggest relief to finally talk to someone about everything that has happened to me. At the time I was struggling hard with depression and I was borderline suicidal. Having her there just to listen to me kept me from going that route. She is a great person and deserves better than the mess she had to go through.

Time passed and things were going well till life threw me another curve ball. My car died. I had no money to get it replaced. I had to move back in with my parents and I lost my job cause I just could not come up with transportation. I was stuck here again... My grandmother then passed. She was always the one person in the family I could talk to about anything. I truly miss her.

I gave up on life in general. I just can't take it anymore. I made a few friends through Minecraft but it isn't enough. I spent my life blocking others out, never really letting anyone in minus the woman I met through World of Warcraft. I really screwed up my life. Dropping out of school was the start of it and everything just spiraled down from there. I had to fight tooth and nail for what I could get and simply couldn't catch a break. My brother and sister eventually followed the same basic path as me growing up and I feel responsible for the less than satisfactory life they have now. I was the big brother. I was supposed to lead as an example. I failed them. My stepdad and I hate each other and I can't get through a day where he doesn't say he hates me.

So, here I am. 31 years old, living with my parents till the new year where I will be kicked out. I would be kicked out sooner but apparently the homeless shelters around are packed to the point of having to use a waiting list. My only hope is that maybe just one of you young people read through all this and realize that you need to stay in school. Take advantage of any opportunity that comes your way, and open yourself up to other people. Thank you for reading this and bearing this long with my dribble. If you read the whole thing, you get a cookie!

 

[SkeletonPunk]

well here i go...
can't remember to much from my childhood accept for that my dad wasn't around all that much and when he was we would "spend family time together" by building computers and playing games (i was extremely smart for a four year old) . My dad was kind of a jerk when he won and would do a victory dance or something to celebrate... but I sucked at those games and had other things on my mind at the time like cooking which i got into for a little bit. But, one day i had it and spent huge amounts of time gaming with my big sis after my homework was done. She ALWAYS beat me, like always (but in retrospect i was five and she was ten). But I beat her and then my dad... and then i GLOATED IN HIS FACE. Thats were my competitiveness came from i guess (and my problem with losing). after that i stated liking video games(especially nintendo games) and played them on a daily bases. after that we moved and i just stop after a while for a couple of years.... and then $#!t hit the fan. my parents got divorced when i was seven and i saw it coming i guess... the thought at night so we couldn't here but at the time i had problems with sleeping(due to a history of seizures and epilepsy) and heard them a few times. Then my mom could't pay for the house bills so we had to move in my dads old apartment in berkley. after he kicked my mom out because they continued to fight over and over again we had to move into a friend of my moms (that she had only know for about two months) for a good year and she got an apartment for us. then she got a bigger one. I was always board because we didn't have that much except games i had played ten times over and books i had read ten times over. but one day my dad got us cable and internet and i just started watching tv. I got bored very quickly with its mindlessness and searched up stuff on youtube. i started watching gaming channels and after a while heard of this guy called skydoesminecraft. and then i saw minecraft. it interested right away because of the building aspects. I loved building computers because thats all i did when i was a child so this seemed cool. i got it a week or to after and i played it for a couple years and saw this thing called ftb that had been popping up all over the place and checked it out. it was cool to me because of all the machines and factorization. and i have been playing it ever since.

(this is probably shorter than most people's life stories because i left out a bunch of very VERY messed up traumatizing stuff that happened with me and about family that i don't wish to cover because i kinda sort just came to terms with it... sorry)

 

[SkeletonPunk]

This new school was good, but getting older, the bullies got harder and I struggled more...

being bullied is hard. I was bullied by teachers because i was sick alot (epilepsy and seizures) and still got good grades so they thought i was taking "focus enhancing drugs" or something. didn't really help that i was an african american in a mostly white school in a mostly white town either .