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I admit that I was a formerly proud owner of the first iPhone (2G) but have disliked the gradually cultish nature of iPhone users over the years. I have met a lot of iPhone users nowadays and strangely enough, a lot of them express a particular self-absorption and lack of interest in the well-being of others for some odd reason.
I know that there isn't a scientific reason/explanation for a device affecting the personality of the iPhone owners or the culture of them as a group, but how can such a device have an impact on the lifestyles of these people. So my question is why are such people who are iPhone users tend to be ego-obsessed, yuppie-like, megacapitalist, arrogant, etc. etc. blah blah?
Case in point: I was on a recent date with lady who owned an iPhone and she couldn't keep her eyes off her iPhone all the time. After all, I would be hoping that I would have a word in straightedgewise once in awhile...?
(Btw, I myself am mostly a Palm Pre Plus and Android user mostly. I do use an iPad and iPhone for my art studio work so I am probably guilty of some of these qualities too?)
Anyways, regardless of political orientation, what is the sociological explanation for the cult yuppish nature and type A personalities of the iPhone owners? Feel free to flame on, but I'm actually interested in reasoned explanations of this mystery.
I think yuppie implies some sort of exclusivity or poshness. In an era where every man and his dog has an iphone i see it more as a commoners device
Actually, in my mind i see it as iphone=girls, Android=lads, Blackberry=Business, Anything Nokia=Simpletons, Palm=Non-conformist loners.
Yuppies, aka, hipsters. They are invading my neighborhood, which used to be a nice quiet Polish area.
They don't like anything mainstream (that's why they dress like **** and listen to ****ty music) but LOVE anything apple. They are one of those people that if an Apple worker takes a crap, names it iCrap, they will buy it. I really think there is nothing special about an iPhone, well maybe except ending the call by touching the side of it. There is nothing my G2 can't do that an iPhone can.
Don't get me wrong, I own an iPad, but I barely use it, and I was thinking of using it for my photo biz, and used it for that a few times already. I only bought it because iPad competitors were nowhere to be found, except the Gtab
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I think yuppie implies some sort of exclusivity or poshness. In an era where every man and his dog has an iphone i see it more as a commoners device
Actually, in my mind i see it as iphone=girls, Android=lads, Blackberry=Business, Anything Nokia=Simpletons, Palm=Non-conformist loners.
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Most people on this planet are "non-tech-savvy". They don't know the difference between 1080p and 720p, RDP and VNC, what's a "VPN", etc. The folks from Apple perfectly know this - that's why they make the most straightforward devices I've ever seen. Total lack of design (I mean c'mon - a button and a screen?) + an elementary user interface (considered revolutionary) = the iPhone. It's for people who want "high tech" and ""usability"" (notice the doubled quotation marks), who wouldn't probably ever want to know what makes their device tick, or even if it's working correctly, because "they simply won't understand it". That actually makes the iPhone something I would gladly give to my 75-year-old grandpa, whose knowledge of modern computer hardware and software is on about the same level as my cat's. I guess this is the primal reason Apple managed to create an enormous fan base of people, who would buy everything with a bitten apple engraved on it and, of course, Steve Jobs has praised for ~2 hours straight (in their presentations) with hundreds of five-dollar words like "this time we exceeded ourselves" or "it's truly amazing, MAGICAL even". People, who would so fiercely protect Apple's creations, it's scares me.
Its not the device changing the people, its just the type of people and the demographic that actually considers using an iPhone over a different device. The device has not shaped them but the device has changed our perception of the device and who uses it
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Actually, in my mind i see it as iphone=girls, Android=lads, Blackberry=Business, Anything Nokia=Simpletons, Palm=Non-conformist loners.
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iphone users are idiots , they pay about 4 times more for the same or less processing power , functions and ease of use that i can get from ebay
I don't think that that's the case unless all the people I see on the buses, subways, streets and schools tend to be "ego-obsessed, yuppie-like, megacapitalist, arrogant, etc. etc. blah blah."
Almost every person I see on a phone outside is on the iPhone 4, of course that's just NYC at the moment.
I always think of that Steve Mobs scene in the Simpsons every time i'm in a room full of people checking their iphone4's.
True that although what to do if you use both Apple and Android?
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True that although what to do if you use both Apple and Android?
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then you are a troubled man , with a bizarre dilemma to figure out , and need to find yourself
*Warning!* Contains content that you may not agree with!
I was going through my hard drive and found this cached from Gizmodo, about a year ago. Mature responses only, please! And remember, you can talk to people about your worries, you really can.
Bill Zeller * 2011
I have the urge to declare my sanity and justify my actions, but I assume I'll never be able to convince anyone that this was the right decision. Maybe it's true that anyone who does this is insane by definition, but I can at least explain my reasoning. I considered not writing any of this because of how personal it is, but I like tying up loose ends and don't want people to wonder why I did this. Since I've never spoken to anyone about what happened to me, people would likely draw the wrong conclusions.
My first memories as a child are of being raped, repeatedly. This has affected every aspect of my life. This darkness, which is the only way I can describe it, has followed me like a fog, but at times intensified and overwhelmed me, usually triggered by a distinct situation. In kindergarten I couldn't use the bathroom and would stand petrified whenever I needed to, which started a trend of awkward and unexplained social behavior. The damage that was done to my body still prevents me from using the bathroom normally, but now it's less of a physical impediment than a daily reminder of what was done to me.
This darkness followed me as I grew up. I remember spending hours playing with legos, having my world consist of me and a box of cold, plastic blocks. Just waiting for everything to end. It's the same thing I do now, but instead of legos it's surfing the web or reading or listening to a baseball game. Most of my life has been spent feeling dead inside, waiting for my body to catch up.
At times growing up I would feel inconsolable rage, but I never connected this to what happened until puberty. I was able to keep the darkness at bay for a few hours at a time by doing things that required intense concentration, but it would always come back. Programming appealed to me for this reason. I was never particularly fond of computers or mathematically inclined, but the temporary peace it would provide was like a drug. But the darkness always returned and built up something like a tolerance, because programming has become less and less of a refuge.
The darkness is with me nearly every time I wake up. I feel like a grime is covering me. I feel like I'm trapped in a contimated body that no amount of washing will clean. Whenever I think about what happened I feel manic and itchy and can't concentrate on anything else. It manifests itself in hours of eating or staying up for days at a time or sleeping for sixteen hours straight or week long programming binges or constantly going to the gym. I'm exhausted from feeling like this every hour of every day.
Three to four nights a week I have nightmares about what happened. It makes me avoid sleep and constantly tired, because sleeping with what feels like hours of nightmares is not restful. I wake up sweaty and furious. I'm reminded every morning of what was done to me and the control it has over my life.
I've never been able to stop thinking about what happened to me and this hampered my social interactions. I would be angry and lost in thought and then be interrupted by someone saying "Hi" or making small talk, unable to understand why I seemed cold and distant. I walked around, viewing the outside world from a distant portal behind my eyes, unable to perform normal human niceties. I wondered what it would be like to take to other people without what happened constantly on my mind, and I wondered if other people had similar experiences that they were better able to mask.
Alcohol was also something that let me escape the darkness. It would always find me later, though, and it was always angry that I managed to escape and it made me pay. Many of the irresponsible things I did were the result of the darkness. Obviously I'm responsible for every decision and action, including this one, but there are reasons why things happen the way they do.
Alcohol and other drugs provided a way to ignore the realities of my situation. It was easy to spend the night drinking and forget that I had no future to look forward to. I never liked what alcohol did to me, but it was better than facing my existence honestly. I haven't touched alcohol or any other drug in over seven months (and no drugs or alcohol will be involved when I do this) and this has forced me to evaluate my life in an honest and clear way. There's no future here. The darkness will always be with me.
I used to think if I solved some problem or achieved some goal, maybe he would leave. It was comforting to identify tangible issues as the source of my problems instead of something that I'll never be able to change. I thought that if I got into to a good college, or a good grad school, or lost weight, or went to the gym nearly every day for a year, or created programs that millions of people used, or spent a summer or California or New York or published papers that I was proud of, then maybe I would feel some peace and not be constantly haunted and unhappy. But nothing I did made a dent in how depressed I was on a daily basis and nothing was in any way fulfilling. I'm not sure why I ever thought that would change anything.
I didn't realize how deep a hold he had on me and my life until my first relationship. I stupidly assumed that no matter how the darkness affected me personally, my romantic relationships would somehow be separated and protected. Growing up I viewed my future relationships as a possible escape from this thing that haunts me every day, but I began to realize how entangled it was with every aspect of my life and how it is never going to release me. Instead of being an escape, relationships and romantic contact with other people only intensified everything about him that I couldn't stand. I will never be able to have a relationship in which he is not the focus, affecting every aspect of my romantic interactions.
Relationships always started out fine and I'd be able to ignore him for a few weeks. But as we got closer emotionally the darkness would return and every night it'd be me, her and the darkness in a black and gruesome threesome. He would surround me and penetrate me and the more we did the more intense it became. It made me hate being touched, because as long as we were separated I could view her like an outsider viewing something good and kind and untainted. Once we touched, the darkness would envelope her too and take her over and the evil inside me would surround her. I always felt like I was infecting anyone I was with.
Relationships didn't work. No one I dated was the right match, and I thought that maybe if I found the right person it would overwhelm him. Part of me knew that finding the right person wouldn't help, so I became interested in girls who obviously had no interest in me. For a while I thought I was gay. I convinced myself that it wasn't the darkness at all, but rather my orientation, because this would give me control over why things didn't feel "right". The fact that the darkness affected sexual matters most intensely made this idea make some sense and I convinced myself of this for a number of years, starting in college after my first relationship ended. I told people I was gay (at Trinity, not at Princeton), even though I wasn't attracted to men and kept finding myself interested in girls. Because if being gay wasn't the answer, then what was? People thought I was avoiding my orientation, but I was actually avoiding the truth, which is that while I'm straight, I will never be content with anyone. I know now that the darkness will never leave.
Last spring I met someone who was unlike anyone else I'd ever met. Someone who showed me just how well two people could get along and how much I could care about another human being. Someone I know I could be with and love for the rest of my life, if I weren't so ****ed up. Amazingly, she liked me. She liked the shell of the man the darkness had left behind. But it didn't matter because I couldn't be alone with her. It was never just the two of us, it was always the three of us: her, me and the darkness. The closer we got, the more intensely I'd feel the darkness, like some evil mirror of my emotions. All the closeness we had and I loved was complemented by agony that I couldn't stand, from him. I realized that I would never be able to give her, or anyone, all of me or only me. She could never have me without the darkness and evil inside me. I could never have just her, without the darkness being a part of all of our interactions. I will never be able to be at peace or content or in a healthy relationship. I realized the futility of the romantic part of my life. If I had never met her, I would have realized this as soon as I met someone else who I meshed similarly well with. It's likely that things wouldn't have worked out with her and we would have broken up (with our relationship ending, like the majority of relationships do) even if I didn't have this problem, since we only dated for a short time. But I will face exactly the same problems with the darkness with anyone else. Despite my hopes, love and compatability is not enough. Nothing is enough. There's no way I can fix this or even push the darkness down far enough to make a relationship or any type of intimacy feasible.
So I watched as things fell apart between us. I had put an explicit time limit on our relationship, since I knew it couldn't last because of the darkness and didn't want to hold her back, and this caused a variety of problems. She was put in an unnatural situation that she never should have been a part of. It must have been very hard for her, not knowing what was actually going on with me, but this is not something I've ever been able to talk about with anyone. Losing her was very hard for me as well. Not because of her (I got over our relationship relatively quickly), but because of the realization that I would never have another relationship and because it signified the last true, exclusive personal connection I could ever have. This wasn't apparent to other people, because I could never talk about the real reasons for my sadness. I was very sad in the summer and fall, but it was not because of her, it was because I will never escape the darkness with anyone. She was so loving and kind to me and gave me everything I could have asked for under the circumstances. I'll never forget how much happiness she brought me in those briefs moments when I could ignore the darkness. I had originally planned to kill myself last winter but never got around to it. (Parts of this letter were written over a year ago, other parts days before doing this.) It was wrong of me to involve myself in her life if this were a possibility and I should have just left her alone, even though we only dated for a few months and things ended a long time ago. She's just one more person in a long list of people I've hurt.
I could spend pages talking about the other relationships I've had that were ruined because of my problems and my confusion related to the darkness. I've hurt so many great people because of who I am and my inability to experience what needs to be experienced. All I can say is that I tried to be honest with people about what I thought was true.
I've spent my life hurting people. Today will be the last time.
I've told different people a lot of things, but I've never told anyone about what happened to me, ever, for obvious reasons. It took me a while to realize that no matter how close you are to someone or how much they claim to love you, people simply cannot keep secrets. I learned this a few years ago when I thought I was gay and told people. The more harmful the secret, the juicier the gossip and the more likely you are to be betrayed. People don't care about their word or what they've promised, they just do whatever the **** they want and justify it later. It feels incredibly lonely to realize you can never share something with someone and have it be between just the two of you. I don't blame anyone in particular, I guess it's just how people are. Even if I felt like this is something I could have shared, I have no interest in being part of a friendship or relationship where the other person views me as the damaged and contaminated person that I am. So even if I were able to trust someone, I probably would not have told them about what happened to me. At this point I simply don't care who knows.
I feel an evil inside me. An evil that makes me want to end life. I need to stop this. I need to make sure I don't kill someone, which is not something that can be easily undone. I don't know if this is related to what happened to me or something different. I recognize the irony of killing myself to prevent myself from killing someone else, but this decision should indicate what I'm capable of.
So I've realized I will never escape the darkness or misery associated with it and I have a responsibility to stop myself from physically harming others.
I'm just a broken, miserable shell of a human being. Being molested has defined me as a person and shaped me as a human being and it has made me the monster I am and there's nothing I can do to escape it. I don't know any other existence. I don't know what life feels like where I'm apart from any of this. I actively despise the person I am. I just feel fundamentally broken, almost non-human. I feel like an animal that woke up one day in a human body, trying to make sense of a foreign world, living among creatures it doesn't understand and can't connect with.
I have accepted that the darkness will never allow me to be in a relationship. I will never go to sleep with someone in my arms, feeling the comfort of their hands around me. I will never know what uncontimated intimacy is like. I will never have an exclusive bond with someone, someone who can be the recipient of all the love I have to give. I will never have children, and I wanted to be a father so badly. I think I would have made a good dad. And even if I had fought through the darkness and married and had children all while being unable to feel intimacy, I could have never done that if suicide were a possibility. I did try to minimize pain, although I know that this decision will hurt many of you. If this hurts you, I hope that you can at least forget about me quickly.
There's no point in identifying who molested me, so I'm just going to leave it at that. I doubt the word of a dead guy with no evidence about something that happened over twenty years ago would have much sway.
You may wonder why I didn't just talk to a professional about this. I've seen a number of doctors since I was a teenager to talk about other issues and I'm positive that another doctor would not have helped. I was never given one piece of actionable advice, ever. More than a few spent a large part of the session reading their notes to remember who I was. And I have no interest in talking about being raped as a child, both because I know it wouldn't help and because I have no confidence it would remain secret. I know the legal and practical limits of doctor/patient confidentiality, growing up in a house where we'd hear stories about the various mental illnesses of famous people, stories that were passed down through generations. All it takes is one doctor who thinks my story is interesting enough to share or a doctor who thinks it's her right or responsibility to contact the authorities and have me identify the molestor (justifying her decision by telling herself that someone else might be in danger). All it takes is a single doctor who violates my trust, just like the "friends" who I told I was gay did, and everything would be made public and I'd be forced to live in a world where people would know how ****ed up I am. And yes, I realize this indicates that I have severe trust issues, but they're based on a large number of experiences with people who have shown a profound disrepect for their word and the privacy of others.
People say suicide is selfish. I think it's selfish to ask people to continue living painful and miserable lives, just so you possibly won't feel sad for a week or two. Suicide may be a permanent solution to a temporary problem, but it's also a permanent solution to a ~23 year-old problem that grows more intense and overwhelming every day.
Some people are just dealt bad hands in this life. I know many people have it worse than I do, and maybe I'm just not a strong person, but I really did try to deal with this. I've tried to deal with this every day for the last 23 years and I just can't ****ing take it anymore.
I often wonder what life must be like for other people. People who can feel the love from others and give it back unadulterated, people who can experience sex as an intimate and joyous experience, people who can experience the colors and happenings of this world without constant misery. I wonder who I'd be if things had been different or if I were a stronger person. It sounds pretty great.
I'm prepared for death. I'm prepared for the pain and I am ready to no longer exist. Thanks to the strictness of New Jersey gun laws this will probably be much more painful than it needs to be, but what can you do. My only fear at this point is messing something up and surviving.
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I'd also like to address my family, if you can call them that. I despise everything they stand for and I truly hate them, in a non-emotional, dispassionate and what I believe is a healthy way. The world will be a better place when they're dead—one with less hatred and intolerance.
If you're unfamiliar with the situation, my parents are fundamentalist Christians who kicked me out of their house and cut me off financially when I was 19 because I refused to attend seven hours of church a week.
They live in a black and white reality they've constructed for themselves. They partition the world into good and evil and survive by hating everything they fear or misunderstand and calling it love. They don't understand that good and decent people exist all around us, "saved" or not, and that evil and cruel people occupy a large percentage of their church. They take advantage of people looking for hope by teaching them to practice the same hatred they practice.
A random example:
"I am personally convinced that if a Muslim truly believes and obeys the Koran, he will be a terrorist." - George Zeller, August 24, 2010.
If you choose to follow a religion where, for example, devout Catholics who are trying to be good people are all going to Hell but child molestors go to Heaven (as long as they were "saved" at some point), that's your choice, but it's ****ed up. Maybe a God who operates by those rules does exist. If so, **** Him.
Their church was always more important than the members of their family and they happily sacrificed whatever necessary in order to satisfy their contrived beliefs about who they should be.
I grew up in a house where love was proxied through a God I could never believe in. A house where the love of music with any sort of a beat was literally beaten out of me. A house full of hatred and intolerance, run by two people who were experts at appearing kind and warm when others were around. Parents who tell an eight year old that his grandmother is going to Hell because she's Catholic. Parents who claim not to be racist but then talk about the horrors of miscegenation. I could list hundreds of other examples, but it's tiring.
Since being kicked out, I've interacted with them in relatively normal ways. I talk to them on the phone like nothing happened. I'm not sure why. Maybe because I like pretending I have a family. Maybe I like having people I can talk to about what's been going on in my life. Whatever the reason, it's not real and it feels like a sham. I should have never allowed this reconnection to happen.
I wrote the above a while ago, and I do feel like that much of the time. At other times, though, I feel less hateful. I know my parents honestly believe the crap they believe in. I know that my mom, at least, loved me very much and tried her best. One reason I put this off for so long is because I know how much pain it will cause her. She has been sad since she found out I wasn't "saved", since she believes I'm going to Hell, which is not a sadness for which I am responsible. That was never going to change, and presumably she believes the state of my physical body is much less important than the state of my soul. Still, I cannot intellectually justify this decision, knowing how much it will hurt her. Maybe my ability to take my own life, knowing how much pain it will cause, shows that I am a monster who doesn't deserve to live. All I know is that I can't deal with this pain any longer and I'm am truly sorry I couldn't wait until my family and everyone I knew died so this could be done without hurting anyone. For years I've wished that I'd be hit by a bus or die while saving a baby from drowning so my death might be more acceptable, but I was never so lucky.
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To those of you who have shown me love, thank you for putting up with all my ****tiness and moodiness and arbitrariness. I was never the person I wanted to be. Maybe without the darkness I would have been a better person, maybe not. I did try to be a good person, but I realize I never got very far.
I'm sorry for the pain this causes. I really do wish I had another option. I hope this letter explains why I needed to do this. If you can't understand this decision, I hope you can at least forgive me.
Bill Zeller
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Please save this letter and repost it if gets deleted. I don't want people to wonder why I did this. I disseminated it more widely than I might have otherwise because I'm worried that my family might try to restrict access to it. I don't mind if this letter is made public. In fact, I'd prefer it be made public to people being unable to read it and drawing their own conclusions.
Feel free to republish this letter, but only if it is reproduced in its entirety.
that's depressing, but it puts things in perspective. I read it all.
thanks.
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Horrible that he got so constantly downed by his family and those around him that he never felt he could trust anyone enough to open up and tell what happened to him. I don 't know that he could have been helped because what he went through had to have been scarring beyond belief, but at least he may have had a chance.
At least the work he did left a positive impact on the world for a lot of people.
Is there a TL;DR version?
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Skim it. Only version available, sorry.
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Bump. Definitely something worth reading.
This man needed Jesus so badly. It's heartbreaking to hear of things like this.
Hello forum, I'm a newbie.
Recently I came across an article explaining and comparing the intelligence of Android users to iOS users. I wasn't to shocked to see that biased opinions of course. I found the whole article quite ridiculous and in some cases pretentious.
I was an iOS user, I have iPods and iPads but I use an Android because I prefer the full customisation. I don't enjoy a manufacturers software to define what I need, I prefer enjoying the personal experience and I'm a control freak too. I might add, iOS bores me.
So here we go, I think it's quite shocking how articles such as these are posted, very disappointed in fact as it proves nothing. I know several Android users who are engineers, me being one. But I am also a creative. I know many smart people that use iOS because they prefer the easy user face the 'I don't need to think about it' platform. I know hairdressers that use Android, I know mentally disabled people with very low IQ who use iOS just fine. It varies. Like I say the whole thing completely through me back because I never knew such stereotypes exsisted. So they say iOS users are wealthy? That's ridiculous, one doesn't have to own a beautiful home because he drives a Porsche. I know many who choose to spend less because quite frankly they're smarter than spending hundreds on a handset that cost pittance to make.
So what do you all think? It intrigued me because this is what I feel - it takes all sorts. I have an IQ of 135, I tested for 140, but I do not judge myself on my ability and intelligence, but I do feel that the iOS is simply boring. I sold my iPhone 4. Most iOS users maybseem to be gamers, ' hitting a button to hear a 'fart' sound' whilst Android users like myself I guess, use my Samsung Note for word blogs, emails, Internet browsing and presentations. But then, I know pretentious iOS users who only own a handset because it has the forbidden fruit logo plastered on it. I tend to think Apple followers would be so loyal that should Apple release a gadget in the shape of a foot, that coast £80 to make, sell it for £700, with failing software... it would sell. How a icon means so much.
I don't want to offend or upset anyone. But what do you think?
Thanks
P.s I have designed apps for the iOS, like sucking eggs. I have also flashed many android units also. It's varied for me. I'm just interested to hear your opinion.
Thanks for reading.
So it was saying that iOS users are wealthy? I just only skimmed through it. I would say because of their prices, you probably have some money to spare to buy something like that. A lot of people can't afford to spend $800 on a phone or tablet. But it doesn't mean that they're incredibly wealthy.
As for your IQ, I hope you didn't use an online IQ test.
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One and done? lol
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So it was saying that iOS users are wealthy? I just only skimmed through it. I would say because of their prices, you probably have some money to spare to buy something like that. A lot of people can't afford to spend $800 on a phone or tablet. But it doesn't mean that they're incredibly wealthy.
As for your IQ, I hope you didn't use an online IQ test.
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No, not online, I completely avoid them! Tried that some years back!, Used a professional board beginning with M.
Hey guys,
I haven't been active around XDA for a couple of months now because some poor {i don't even know what word to put here} stole my beloved Wildfire S.
Anyway, I'm one of those people who are the odd one out humans. I have weird music preferences. By this I mean I don't listen to music with actual singing in it too much. I just like music, like dubstep. Some of my fave tracks are:
Noisestorm - Timewarp
Noisestorm - Full Focus
(Some other Noisestorm tracks)
Doctor P - Sweet Shop
Bonobo - Kiara
And so on.
I only play football (I'm in the UK) sometimes with my mates at school. I'm terrible at football, I've never scored a goal ever. And I'm 12. The onnly thing closest to a goal is the one I scored in Fifa 09 at my mates house. I am terrible at every other sport, and all this is due to the fact that I can't run fast, and I can only sprint for like a 5 seconds fast because I have really low stamina. I'm not what you'd call unfit, or fat, I'm just like that. Also, I have serious teeth issues because it's is my crap genetics. I always get called geek or nerd at school, and I'm not even like one. I'm always late, my school are considering contacting the goverment about my punctuality (I think that's just intimidation. There are people x10 later then me.) I like being called a geek, because my theory is that people call eachother geeks or nerds because they know that they're smarter then them. I want to be smart, because it's good to know stuff. Also, I got really bad luck, I don't own a console so entertaining myself is hard. I love playing MW3, I'm terrible at it, but I got my good moments. My mate comes over with his PS3 and we play. He gets bored playing by himself. We always play split screen, and we use teamwork. Also, some {still don't have a word | printf( "Grrrrrrr\n" ); } stole my Wildfire S, and I was still developing my basic ROMs and my personal kernel for it. Now there's no point. I loved that phone. If you want to know more, there's a link in my signature.
Anyway, at then end of the day, am I just a regular human, or am I a bit weird?
If you think you're a bit weird, feel free to post about it. We're all friends here.
Thanks for reading this extremely long post. My fingers have the stamina for that, lol.
I'm also scared that when I do my 666th post, I'll get banned for it.
What do you think is normal if that's weird? Not everyone is amazing at sports, there's nothing wrong with that. I have to say congratulations on actually knowing how to type and speak English well at age 12, that's pretty impressive
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Sounds like a normal 12yo to me.
Definitely pretty normal. You've got 14 more years for your brain to finish developing and for you to figure out who you are. Don't worry about life. Just get good grades and be yourself.
I know that feel bro.
It's totally normal.
If you keep going, things will just fall into place.
I wouldn't worry.
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I'm like you buddy. Fourteen years, talk a lot at the school, but for my friends I'm the biggest nerd of the world. But I like heavy metal. I also like to play video games and use the computer. And,of course, I waste hours of my day creating things for my phone, like roms, and compiling things from the source. For me It isn't being "weird". its a way of life......
Farewell
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@bad: chill man. This happens to all. The only difference is the word football is replaced by some other activity
You sound like a perfectly normal kid. Stay in school and stay away from drugs. You will be fine.
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No you're not normal.
You know why?
Normal doesn't exist. It was a term made up by the media and other influential people so they can push everyone else out and say they're strange because they don't fit into the niche.
So, no you're not normal but that's a good thing.
''Evil corrupts the mind of the weak but fails to feed off the mind of the strong''
Why on earth would you want to be normal?
Normal is dull. Do you really want to be just another sheep in that herd of mindless cattle on the street? Be yourself, not what you think others want you to be. There already are enough brain dead idiots polluting the gene pool.
Besides, nobody here can be considered normal. Nobody wants to be. There are 4.6 million people here, and I estimate about 80% of those are what society considers 'abnormal'. Take my advice on this, you don't want to be normal. (for one, you'd have to dislike Android and get an iPhone.)
My story? I'm Female (yes, we exist!), I'm a gamer, I'm a Scifi fan, I hate sports, My IQ is over 180, My brain isn't capable of shutting up, I don't socialize (form of APD) and I think humanity is a collection of the stupid, the mindless and the moronic. You think you're weird? If I got a euro for every time someone calls me a Freak, I'd be in the Quote 500.
Be you. Normal is for idiots.
ShadowLea said:
Why on earth would you want to be normal?
Normal is dull. Do you really want to be just another sheep in that herd of mindless cattle on the street? Be yourself, not what you think others want you to be. There already are enough brain dead idiots polluting the gene pool.
Besides, nobody here can be considered normal. Nobody wants to be. There are 4.6 million people here, and I estimate about 80% of those are what society considers 'abnormal'. Take my advice on this, you don't want to be normal. (for one, you'd have to dislike Android and get an iPhone.)
My story? I'm Female (yes, we exist!), I'm a gamer, I'm a Scifi fan, I hate sports, My IQ is over 180, My brain isn't capable of shutting up, I don't socialize (form of APD) and I think humanity is a collection of the stupid, the mindless and the moronic. You think you're weird? If I got a euro for every time someone calls me a Freak, I'd be in the Quote 500.
Be you. Normal is for idiots.
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heeey, were all part of humanity; are you calling all of us stupid mindless morons? you make me saaaddd ... I have a question about something you stated in your post.
IQ.... ok tell me something, why is IQ important? I think the most important thing in this world is common sense. If you have common sense, you are smart lol
KidCarter93 said:
No you're not normal.
You know why?
Normal doesn't exist. It was a term made up by the media and other influential people so they can push everyone else out and say they're strange because they don't fit into the niche.
So, no you're not normal but that's a good thing.
''Evil corrupts the mind of the weak but fails to feed off the mind of the strong''
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well worded, that.sort of some people with common mannerism come together, n say .'we are normal cuz we are in majority n say so'
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Be unique. Be yourself.
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KidCarter93 said:
No you're not normal.
You know why?
Normal doesn't exist. It was a term made up by the media and other influential people so they can push everyone else out and say they're strange because they don't fit into the niche.
So, no you're not normal but that's a good thing.
''Evil corrupts the mind of the weak but fails to feed off the mind of the strong''
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I actually agree with you. That's weird.
@op: everyone's unique. Don't worry about it. Just be who you are, provided you don't hurt other people and/or yourself.
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MRsf27 said:
heeey, were all part of humanity; are you calling all of us stupid mindless morons? you make me saaaddd ... I have a question about something you stated in your post.
IQ.... ok tell me something, why is IQ important? I think the most important thing in this world is common sense. If you have common sense, you are smart lol
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Are you mindless and/or stupid? No? Then you're not a part of that category. I'm sure you know what I mean by the mindless cattle, though. How many people push a door that says "PULL" on it in big letters?
Didn't say it was important. Just that a higher number makes you different from the average person. The fact does remain that a higher IQ usually brings a lot of supposed 'personality problems' with it. Like Antisocial Personality Disorder, Aspergers and a general lack of social skills and/or emotional/empathic skills.. Frankly all those are just stupid people feeling a need to label everything that isn't the way they are.
It's just another thing that makes people think you're weird, it has nothing to do whether or not it's actually important. You don't need a high IQ to live or be happy. (You're generally more happy with a low IQ.)
ShadowLea said:
Are you mindless and/or stupid? No? Then you're not a part of that category. I'm sure you know what I mean by the mindless cattle, though. How many people push a door that says "PULL" on it in big letters?
Didn't say it was important. Just that a higher number makes you different from the average person. The fact does remain that a higher IQ usually brings a lot of supposed 'personality problems' with it. Like Antisocial Personality Disorder, Aspergers and a general lack of social skills and/or emotional/empathic skills.. Frankly all those are just stupid people feeling a need to label everything that isn't the way they are.
It's just another thing that makes people think you're weird, it has nothing to do whether or not it's actually important. You don't need a high IQ to live or be happy. (You're generally more happy with a low IQ.)
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The people with low iq are happier cause they're completely oblivious to everything
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Thanks everybody. Good to hear lots of people's opinions. Now that I think about it, if people don't like me, who cares? There are other people who'll like me and want to be friends. I've already got some cool friends. We'll back eachother up anytime.
Anyway, to add to my bad luck, today I stepped on a nail and I'm bleeding under my skin. Eh well. Stuff happens. So today I took out the nail. Also, I've been sick for the last cople of days. I've got a very strong immune system, so I didn't like it. And my baby sister, who's 2 weeks old now, is always crying. Not that I have a problem with that. But normally I'd chher her up, but I can't because I' sick and I don't have the energy to do anything.
I'm still sad that someone stole my phone. Did anyone read the thread about it? Link is in my signature if you want to. Anyway, I'm saving so maybe I can get my hands on a HTC Desire HD, or something better. I've sold some stuff on eBay, made £30 quid. Not nearly enough though. Next I'll sell a barely used Intel i3 processer, if anyone's interested.
Thanks again for your opinions. Now I'm going to thank every post. Too bad I only get 20 thanks per day. That's anti-productive/anti-thankful/anti-nice.
Would anyone like to share anything aout themselves. I'm BOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEDDDDDDDDDD! And I don't want Twitter to be my only source of entrtainment. It's dead.
Now I'm limited to 8 thanks per day! WHHHHHHHHYYYYYYYYYY?
You should meet Alan, I reckon you two would get along.
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Since this is off-topic I was just thinking to come up with this subject. I know plenty of people who I consider good-looking but I'm curious what their day-to-day life is like compared to average-looking people. I consider myself average, though I've been called ugly and beautiful throughout my life. I don't really care about that stuff. I just want to be myself (even though in certain situations it seems pretty difficult for me). Not everybody will like me and I think I shouldn't even make myself likeable to everybody. I'd rather be considered average-looking and be happy in my own skin and know that I am healthy than be considered attractive by most people and be getting a lot of negative thoughts/things (like accidents, conflicts, murder) because of the competition inbetween same-sexes. I don't want that to happen to anyone. I'm just sayin'.
What do you think?
Well I'm happy and up myself, also have a healthy diet and am extremely skinny, though I eat tonnes. I'm also very nieve when it comes to bad things in the world and I don't think deeply about the world.
That's my story and I consider myself very happy. Don't know if its relevant though.
In my experience what you look like has nothing to do with how you interpret your time here. The two are mutually exclusive. If you're extremely good looking then it may open some doors for you, both figuratively and literally, but it will not change the core of who you are. That only changes with your own life experiences and cannot be guided or altered by single factors, like "beauty".
Alternatively, if you're extremely bad looking then you may have what others would consider a more difficult life. It all depends on what you think life is, and how you live it. If you spend your life looking for love and companionship, then being extremely attractive or extremely unattractive will probably stop that happening. However, you're more likely better off ugly in that case, as if you do find companionship with someone then you'll know without doubt that they love you for who you are. If you're very attractive then you'll most likely never find the good people in the sea of suitors that are only interested in what you look like, and not who you are.
In all honesty I'd say you have more chance of true happiness if you're simply average. You're more like the majority of people, and you're less likely to be either used or abused because of how you look.
Life is easier for good looking people. That's a simple fact. They're more likely to be hired, get a raise, find companionship and people treat them better and are more likely to help them. There's millions of research papers on this. Even to the point where women wearing high heels are more successful at getting people to listen to a charity speech on the street compared to women wearing flat shoes.
But because everything comes easier to them, they're also usually a lot less pleasant to be around.
If social interaction and companionship is important to you, then yes, being good looking makes you happier. Good looking people have more friends, people want to spend more time with them and they have less difficulty finding partners. Because people are horribly superficial. In theory relationships are based on enjoying eachother's company, but 90% of the time people will pick someone pretty over someone whose personality they like.
Personally I really don't care what others think of how I look. I'm average with a not-so-average hair colour. But as someone who's job hunting I have noticed they always hire the pretty ones over everyone else.
Since when off-topic became a place for very deep discussion?
ironman38102 said:
Since when off-topic became a place for very deep discussion?
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It's the holiday season. People always get melancholy when this time of year comes around.
ShadowLea said:
If social interaction and companionship is important to you, then yes, being good looking makes you happier. Good looking people have more friends, people want to spend more time with them and they have less difficulty finding partners. Because people are horribly superficial. In theory relationships are based on enjoying eachother's company, but 90% of the time people will pick someone pretty over someone whose personality they like.
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I would like to politely disagree to everything stated in the quoted paragraph.
While having a hot girlfriend seems great for a little while, long term people are more likely to stay is a committed relationship if they choose a partner they feel a bond with, brains rather than beauty etc.
Also, lasting friendships are more likely to be made with people based on interests or other bonds, rather than looks.
So it comes down to while people may choose beauty over brains these relationships (friend or intimate) are generally shorter than those not.
Jesse72 said:
I would like to politely disagree to everything stated in the quoted paragraph.
While having a hot girlfriend seems great for a little while, long term people are more likely to stay is a committed relationship if they choose a partner they feel a bond with, brains rather than beauty etc.
Also, lasting friendships are more likely to be made with people based on interests or other bonds, rather than looks.
So it comes down to while people may choose beauty over brains these relationships (friend or intimate) are generally shorter than those not.
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You're free to disagree.
Sadly humans are a lot less decent than you believe them to be.
If people cared more for connection than looks, there wouldn't be so many affairs, cheaters and mistresses.
And even more regrettable is the fact that this this part of the teason humanity made it to the top of the foodchain. Partnering based on looks is as old as humanity itself.
I have seen millions of marriages fall apart because the woman stopped looking like she was 25. In the less modern cultures in the Middle East men take girls of 15 years old as their partners because their faith decides they should. And when the girl's breasts start to sag, they take another. And another. You can't tell me a 60 year old man forcing a 15 year old girl into a marriage (and consequentially sex) has anything to do with long term, brains or connections.
It is human nature for women to crave a long lasting connection (due to children requiring a lifetime connection), and for men to spread out their seed as much as possible to ensure the largest change of passing on their genes.
And by evolutionary reasoning, pretty people have better genes.
Modern society may wear a mask of 'decency' to hide that instinct, but it is still very much an active factor.
Do I sound cold, distant and possibly arrogant? Probably. I am both aromantic and asexual. That allows me to see humanity without the lies people tell themselves to feel like they're not sex-obsessed animals who learned to talk. Does that make me a freak? Many will certainly think exactly that right now.
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You're free to disagree.
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Thanks. Cause I still do. You may believe that humanity is full of liars, cheaters, and people who value beauty over brains, but once you remove media (which is always so pessimistic) out of the equation and just look at the real world, I believe the percentage of people valuing beauty over brains is actually quite small compared to the opposite.
Maybe I just live in a more positive community, but I generally find many more people who value brains, head over heart etc.
Feel free to continue disagreeing though. I'm interested in others opinions also.
j0k3rz said:
in my opinion, happiness is completely relative. you're only as good looking as you perceive yourself to be, and you only allow it to affect your happiness as much as you want it to. therefore, no probably not.
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Great point! Me being up myself makes me happy. I can believe I'm really good looking but to be honest I'm probably average.
Well I see really interesting discussion over here. Back to topic. I have been considering myself as a average-bad looking person. Lately my psychologist showed me another point of view. Then I realised rather than being bad-avreage looking person I am good looking person. I started to pay much more attention to what people say about my appearance and I realised that people really consider me as a really good looking person. I must admit that realising that I am good looking person made my life happier. Sorry for some mistakes English is not my primary language
i think it has to do with self-confidence and recognizing ones good looks, at least in regard to the subjective opinion of the society.
People may say "It has nothing to do with looks".
I disagree.
Looks do play a part, though it is not everything.
I would say Im good looking. It has some advantages like average people tend to hang out with good looking and popular people.
Key sentence:
Good looks give you a start. Where you go from there depends on who you are.
BUT. Let me also add. If you are a Female. Good looks makes everything very very different.
Good looks for guys is not a big deal. Popularity,machoness, over confidence etc matters. Im good looking, yet a shy guy. Let me tell you life aint too good for me.