I yelled at her in the MIDDLE of class. In front of my teacher.

So happy/Nervous
 

YAY YAY YAY YAY!!

I'm one of the finalists in this big competition in my town. So basically, you learn a concerto (solo and orchestra) and you tape it and send it in to these judges. They pick 5 finalists and those people compete against each other. If you win, you perform with the orchestra at a children's concert.

This is super, super big for me because it's going to be good on my college application and stuff so I'm really happy that I'm one of the finalists at least. But I'm also really nervous too... :(

How do you guys keep yourselves from being nervous?? HELP PLEASEEE!

I'm jealous?
Perhaps I am...but maybe a milder kind of jealous xP
But how did he attempt to kill your cat? O_o
Yes, you seem very tolerable on Facebook, but you still have to point out the Americanisms every time you share a picture from some random page, which was kind of hilarious for no reason at all.

Yeah...my piano was out of tune for two weeks (turned out one of the G strings had gotten loose and had spread out for a whole octave, which makes playing piano sound like playing a snare drum at the same time.

My friend and I once went a whole day talking in our broken archaic English in primary school. 'Thou's and 'thee's are awesome.
Awesome...though it probably wasn't for you.
You can't. I freak out every time before a competition. It helps to have a friend beside you, though.

*hugs* I'm sorry Heather :( This is your dad, right? I would just try to brush it off... he's in a lot of pain right now so he's probably not thinking right. I hope everything gets better.

.......... I'm sorry. I'm not exactly sure what's up, but it sounds bad. *hugs* I'm here to talk about it if you want. Is it about Asian parents? Because I can totally connect with that.

Well, all of my friends and I have Asian parents, and so does my whole class and possibly the whole grade, so that's not the point. But thanks (:

@GA: email me.

that last sentence scares me.
please email me.

ramble that no one cares about... pfffft
 

... That reminds me not only of Artemis Fowl but of my brother as well... last night he wanted to sleep on the floor because he was afraid of "messing up his bed." When he gets up in the morning, he immediately asks my mom or dad to help him rearrange his room--everything has to be exactly perfect. ESPECIALLY his bed. It's really weird and creepy... 8^I

(*has some random stuff to contribute*)
Huh. I remember I used to wish I had Asperger's Syndrome without having the slightest clue what is was--every figure in history that I ever looked up to seemed to have it. I suppose it was partly a desire to "have my own disease" that would set me apart from the general population. I remember talking to Camille about it, and she told me the nicest thing... <:'^D "Don't try to hard to be a genius." I'll never forget that. :') That was, what, about two years ago...? I don't know, but it was a long time. :P I know a lot more about Asperger's now, and although it seems to come with a streak of genius in various savants and people, I'm sure that it is not without its undesirable points.

I went through this really OCD phase, too... If I was put in a situation where I had to glance over my shoulder, I would "have" to turn and glance over the other as well just to make sure that there wasn't anything hiding from me on alternate dimensional planes, and I'm not even joking. :I If I had to go to the basement, I would "have" to say hello to the "dude that lived down there." Oh, and then my lovely issue with mirrors... Early puberty was funnnnn... ._. (*extreme sarcasm*) These lasted about 8 months. P:

I have suspected that I have schizotypal personality for a couple years now, or mild schizotypy, which is psychologically categorized as "odd or eccentric." It's more or less having a personality that shares a lot of likeness with a watered-down schizophrenia, and consists of having a lot of moral flexibility (NOT being a bad person. To clarify: think assassin--a chaotic neutral), hallucinations or unusual perceptions (I've learned a lot about these, actually, and they no longer unnerve me), unusual patterns in speaking and thinking (my weird speech has been brought to my attention many times... ._. In real life without rehearsal, I will eventually lapse into a really strange speaking pattern and expect the other person to understand me--I mean, I'll start rearranging where the subject, object, adjectives, and verb go and I'll sound like I'm still learning the English language), among other things that I'm suddenly too bored to list. But, like a lot of other "disorders" (note the " marks) it causes inappropriate emotion responses, but I've learned to use this to my advantage. It can also be hereditary, which seems legit considering I have two paranoid schizophrenics that I know of, and that's only one ONE side of the family. (Weird... physically, my entire family tree is rather exceptional, but mentally, they're all very sick... o_O) I used to display the negative traits of schizotypy but through exercise and finding various outlets, I've learned a lot of coping abilities and am now pretty much coasting through life with all of it's advantages. XD
:/
However, this is embarrassing: I'm also slightly dyslexic (not really dyslexic but that's the only way I can describe it)... I'm not sure if this and the above are related, but 9/10 times, it will take me much longer than normal to distinguish between my right and my left and I get easily confused with this, even though my brain is very comfortable and accurate with 3D visualization and spatial/directional concepts, ESPECIALLY angles.

Ugh, I need to not think about my quirks... it makes me feel so insane and weird and kicked out and isolated... which is another symptom of schizotypy... ._.

:| You know we care.

*le is too spent to form a proper response* >_> ... MEH. DX Lemme try this again...

Don't be embarrassed...we all have our quirks. ^_^ Some people can't aim when throwing stuff, some people can't read maps, some people have trouble with right and left. :^B Point is, you're in IB and you're awesome, so, what does it matter? 8D

Thanks, Ash. <:^j What with this extremely sketchy thing still going on between my parents, you made my night a bit brighter. :)

OH MY GOD yes. :D

:^| I shall reply to this when I get home.

;w; So that's still going on, eh? I'm sorry...you shouldn't still be dealing with this. ._. If I could figure a way to get them to stop, I would....but...CANADA Y U SO FAR AWAY? e_e XD XD DX DX ._.

Anyway.

It's the least I can do, after you made my Wednesday bearable... :'D I'm still a bit traumatized by what happened that evening, but, thanks to you, I didn't have a total emotional breakdown (again). >w<

Lauren, refusing to speak either worries people or infuriates them even more. It could be effective, or it could make things worse.

Am I the only one who has a good home life? I mean, my dad has hit me before, but we were doing boxing. We always used to. My mum gets a bit stressed, and antagonises me occasionally, but to be fair, I usually start it. So yes, my home life is perfect. I feel sorry for everyone here because I can't connect with their problems.

I know the feeling. My dad used to slap me repeatedly and sometimes throw me around and push me, sometimes a combination of them. Sometimes,it was reasonable, other times for the most idiotic things, such as saying, "I don't like this show." or asking him to have a book. Im not going to go into details since he doesn't do it anymore because I screamed at him, calling him an ignorant asshole and that physical punishment is useless since he's done it for so many things that I'm used to it.
My dad said, "Thats the Asian punishment." :/

Like Rebecca said, I don't know if that is an effective way or not. It might be, but it might just piss your dad/whoever off even more. I don't know, I guess the only thing here is to try your best not to say anything that could be considered offensive.

Wow.....um, guys Iam so sorry your dad wold o that to you. First off, it isn't okay he is doing that whether the Asians say it is or not. The bond there will be deeply damaged over time and that should be the strongest relationship you have. The dad must protect the daughter in any way he is responsible, such as their purity and inocence. My dad is nuts if he sees me with a boy, haha, I do have guy friends of course he just enjoys joking how he'll get out the shotgun or something. Fathers should talk to their daughters, help them work on their flaws and not literally fix it for them or they will learn nothing. He should give right punishment, not yell how stupid they are but tell them he loves them but is dissapointed to see them disobey. I am soooooo thankful for my dad, our relationship is stronger than ever. I pray the best for you girls.

Excuse me? I happened to mention I occasionally partake in the activity of boxing with my father. Therefore, he does hit me, but only as part of that said activity. I have never been hit as a punishment. We talk a lot, about politics, about fantasy and about my education, which I am slightly messing up.

Were you referring to me? *looks around* O_o

Well, obviously, you should've spoken up. .__.

........................*starts spazzing* I don't understand what is happening... but I will be okay...........right? ~_~

=_= Yeah, I guess so.

Ha, I guess that is somewhat reassuring :D

About what?

Is this about your dad?

He should have apologised immediately, even if he thinks it helped you in the long run. Your behaviour in the next month is nothing to do with whatever you said. And what kind of a lesson is that to teach your children?
No matter how he treats you, you are expected to forgive him because he is only doing what he thinks is best for you. It's not fair. When our parents get older and we are to care for them, if we hit them then we would be arrested for assault, because they would be elderly and frail. But we're not as strong as they are now, but they can do this to us, because they are our parents and they are there to discipline us.
Parents from other cultures have different disciplinary methods. Apparently Asian parents' are the most effective, and command the most respect. Our parents are different people in our lives compared to what Western parents are in their children's lives.
When I was younger, I got lost when we were in China, and when my dad found me he slapped me seven times across the face. Passer-bys, including a police officer, didn't blink an eye. If he did that in London, he would have been arrested and I would probably be living away from him. He forgets stuff quite easily, and we haven't really spoken of it since. But it changed my view of him. I don't really like being near him any more. Of course, this particular instance didn't really stop me from doing it again, because I didn't mean to in the first place.

I'm not sure how this is supposed to help. But I advise you to remember how you feel about this. In case you decide to have children, or anyone of importance in your life does in future.

I hit her :l

Why exactly?

Yup, it was my dad. Your dad sounds pretty horrible as well. And parents have got to get it straight that explaining does not mean that I'm not sorry.

No, I'm not trying not to talk to him; it's that I'm not sure how I can talk to him about science and ask him about physics and stuff that I'm interested in any more after this incident.
My home life used to be fairly good :/

We argue and fight ever so often, but he's only asked me to kneel on the floor twice in my life, which I never do until he pushes me down. Once was because he found out I was lying and even so, he didn't slap me, and the other this.
I still can't exactly grasp why respect is so important, though. Why waste your breath on empty courtesies?

Doesn't matter, the bond is already broken anyways. I don't tell him any of my problems and I don't trust him enough to do so. We don't ever do anything together and I'd rather just stay away from him.
And I think Rebecca thought you were replying to her post.

Lauren: So if you ever try to do something that he doesn't agree with, you know whose will you are to obey. :rolleyes:

Sorry for the misunderstanding. You didn't make it very clear.

i know right?

That your dad hits you because boxing. *_*

We don't any more. It encouraged me to be violent. It was never proper boxing. He never did damage. No head injuries, nothing but the occasional dead arm. I usually got hyper and attacked him with pillows. Aside from those occasions, I learnt to fight.

I know it sounds bad over the internet, but trust me on this, it was a game. I am a violent little girl, and all it can be described as is entertainment. And on occasion, life lessons.

Seriously, my dad is amazing. He taught me to defend myself, he taught me about politics and he started my Tolkein obsession. He has made it clear that if I was ever abused by anyone, he would happily kill them, forget legalities.

My dad's like that, too. And he, with my two little brothers, and I wrestle all the time, though instead he tickles us in our weak spots (under-arms, feet, knees...). Yeah, any kind of physical activity can be a life lesson...

Has read eyes and puffyness all across my face from crying. My nose is still slightly plugged but incqn still breath instead of choking on my tears. I look like crap and its two in the morning. Just had a randome breakdown of how my writing sucks when really I shouldn't be comparing myself to great authors that are old, more experience, have had courses, camps, lessons, and opinions after years of their life...... >.>