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Sometimes I wanna go deaf..... ...I so much hate noise, or any other sound...
The only disadvantage would be not be able to hear music... Especially when I have gone to bed, hearing people in the streets, ticking sounds in the heating system, neighbours coming home. I am serious, I am starting to hate sounds more and more... I guess I need a house somewhere far away from all people..but wíth an internet connection  ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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Put ear-plugs in when U go 2 bed.
This will mean of course that U will need 2 buy the type of smoke alarm that jumps off the wall, slaps U awake, heabutts a hole in the wall and throws U out 2 safety!!!
Or U could buy a dog and see if that works. 
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ChocolateInvasion said: ...I so much hate noise, or any other sound...
The only disadvantage would be not be able to hear music... Especially when I have gone to bed, hearing people in the streets, ticking sounds in the heating system, neighbours coming home. I am serious, I am starting to hate sounds more and more... I guess I need a house somewhere far away from all people..but wíth an internet connection Sounds like you can't cope. I think you need to chill out a little. Maybe get a walkman.. Chaocolate, you gotta get your 
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CAMILLE4U said: ChocolateInvasion said: ...I so much hate noise, or any other sound...
The only disadvantage would be not be able to hear music... Especially when I have gone to bed, hearing people in the streets, ticking sounds in the heating system, neighbours coming home. I am serious, I am starting to hate sounds more and more... I guess I need a house somewhere far away from all people..but wíth an internet connection Sounds like you can't cope. I think you need to chill out a little. Maybe get a walkman.. Chaocolate, you gotta get your
[This message was edited Sat Apr 26 6:09:33 PDT 2003 by CAMILLE4U] I can't deal with people annoying me, whether it is being in my way in the supermarket or making noise...can't help it, but it really bothers me..maybe I should be a hermit... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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ChocolateInvasion said: CAMILLE4U said: ChocolateInvasion said: ...I so much hate noise, or any other sound...
The only disadvantage would be not be able to hear music... Especially when I have gone to bed, hearing people in the streets, ticking sounds in the heating system, neighbours coming home. I am serious, I am starting to hate sounds more and more... I guess I need a house somewhere far away from all people..but wíth an internet connection Sounds like you can't cope. I think you need to chill out a little. Maybe get a walkman.. Chaocolate, you gotta get your
[This message was edited Sat Apr 26 6:09:33 PDT 2003 by CAMILLE4U] I can't deal with people annoying me, whether it is being in my way in the supermarket or making noise...can't help it, but it really bothers me..maybe I should be a hermit... I can more than 100% relate to that. Especially people who get in the way when they needn't be or who make noise when they wouldn't have to. People at work making excess noise every day with their annoying little cough, repeated every 30 seconds for eight hours on end. Or people rummaging through their desk looking for a pencil making more noise than a tank shooting it's way through the office walls. I hate that. I can't stand the sound of cuttlery in the cantine at work. When people eat from their plates and the knives and forks make so much noise. WHY? A guy who usually sits at our table during lunch always has the complete dinner and I swear to god, when he eats his knive and fork on the plate make such a racket you think he's gonna split the plate in two or at least bend his knife and fork beyond recognition. And no one seems to mind, no one seems to notice and no one every says anything about it or raises as much as a eyebrow. It makes me wanna get up and just smash those plates of goulash and rice into pieces on their heads. And people loitering all over the place, standing still and gossiping in small hallways or on stairs when you're in a hurry. They see you but they just don't move until you ask them to. And why is there always someone who feels the need to surge through your street at 04:15AM, doing 100Mph on a bike with an exhaust pipe the size of a small whiskey barrell??? People making excess noise should be warned, than fined and if they keep making noise they should be locked up in a padded cell with their mouth taped shut and forced to listen and adapt to silence for 48 hours. That would teach them. [This message was edited Sat Apr 26 7:10:39 PDT 2003 by IstenSzek] and true love lives on lollipops and crisps | |
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IstenSzek said: ChocolateInvasion said: CAMILLE4U said: ChocolateInvasion said: ...I so much hate noise, or any other sound...
The only disadvantage would be not be able to hear music... Especially when I have gone to bed, hearing people in the streets, ticking sounds in the heating system, neighbours coming home. I am serious, I am starting to hate sounds more and more... I guess I need a house somewhere far away from all people..but wíth an internet connection Sounds like you can't cope. I think you need to chill out a little. Maybe get a walkman.. Chaocolate, you gotta get your
[This message was edited Sat Apr 26 6:09:33 PDT 2003 by CAMILLE4U] I can't deal with people annoying me, whether it is being in my way in the supermarket or making noise...can't help it, but it really bothers me..maybe I should be a hermit... I can more than 100% relate to that. Especially people who get in the way when they needn't be or who make noise when they wouldn't have to. People at work making excess noise every day with their annoying little cough, repeated every 30 seconds for eight hours on end. Or people rummaging through their desk looking for a pencil making more noise than a tank shooting it's way through the office walls. I hate that. I can't stand the sound of cuttlery in the cantine at work. When people eat from their plates and the knives and forks make so much noise. WHY? A guy who usually sits at our table during lunch always has the complete dinner and I swear to god, when he eats his knive and fork on the plate make such a racket you think he's gonna split the plate in two or at least bend his knife and fork beyond recognition. And no one seems to mind, no one seems to notice and no one every says anything about it or raises as much as a eyebrow. It makes me wanna get up and just smash those plates of goulash and rice into pieces on their heads. And people loitering all over the place, standing still and gossiping in small hallways or on stairs when you're in a hurry. They see you but they just don't move until you ask them to. And why is there always someone who feels the need to surge through your street at 04:15AM, doing 100Mph on a bike with an exhaust pipe the size of a small whiskey barrell??? People making excess noise should be warned, than fined and if they keep making noise they should be locked up in a padded cell with their mouth taped shut and forced to listen and adapt to silence for 48 hours. That would teach them. [This message was edited Sat Apr 26 7:10:39 PDT 2003 by IstenSzek]  SOULMATE...
I was serious considering leaving the project I was working on, because of the stupidity that the other people felt they had to share with others...the most ridiculous conversations were going on all day. People in their 40's making teenage-like sexistic comments all day...! At my new job, my place is pretty close to the coffee-corner, which is for the complete floor. Resulting in people making noise like crazy, laughing out loud, having telephone conversations with friends at that coffee-corner which is a few feet away from my desk, where I am, trying to consentrate on my work... I went to the supermarket about an hour ago...everywhere those stupid housewifes, placing carts(?) in the middle of the path...blocking the way for everyone else...idiots.. After to many carts, I just push them away (far away) and continue. This all may be considered a-social, and maybe it is...I just do not like to be in a crowd...I need some personal space, maybe more then others do. And yes, this ís frustrating at concerts... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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Oh god yes, those awful conversations at work. And if you
don't smile and tell them some [lies] stories too they are gonna treat you like an a-social selfimportant git. So to fit in you have to stoop to that level of idiocy and act like the only thing you really want to know in life is who your co-worker shagged over the weekend or how many times their babies threw up their porridge this morning. There's a girl on our floor who feels the same way about it I do. We're the only two smokers on the floor and every 2 hours or so we go to a little room at the end of the hall where we can open up two big windows and have a smoke. I'd been smoking with her like that for about a month and we'd never said much more than "Hi", both reading a magazine or just looking out of the window at the traffic. The first thing she ever said to me after that month was "I think you're the only person I've ever met who knows how to just enjoy a cigarette and shut the fuck up". Now we do talk, dissing our co-workers, complaining about the noise and about their idiot stories. So we can unload our grief every two hours when we have a smoke. That way we get to let it out before we pent it all up and knock someone ko one day. and true love lives on lollipops and crisps | |
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oh, and if you take a trolly at the supermarket than why
don't you goddamn well hang on to it! what's the use in getting one if you're gonna park it in one isle and walk all across the place dragging food from every isle back to the trolly in another isle. whenever I see abandoned trollies full of food I always chuck in at least 4 or 5 extra items. That way they'll be standing at the counter, not knowing what to do with all that stuff. and true love lives on lollipops and crisps | |
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About the only sound that prevents me from sleep is my father when he goes into the kitchen after I've gone to bed. My room is connected to the kitchen, seperated only by a wall.
He'll go in, and get into the cabinets to get a glass/plate/whatever. He'll move things around, slam the damn cabinet door... What he doesn't realize is those sounds sound like a god damn earthquake in my room. It really kills me. I've thought many times of putting up some mattresses across that wall, or anything really to muffle the sound. 
Oh, and then there's crickets. I fucking hate crickets. About a week ago, I was trying to sleep, and I woke up to get a drink. When I came back and laid down, all I could hear was this cricket outside my window. I tried to ignore it, I tried to sleep, but to no avail. About an hour of this nonesense past, and when I still couldn't sleep, and that motherfucker kept on going, I decided to take action. It was around midnight, and I ran out into the garage and got a baseball bat. I then ran outside in the cool night air in my pajamas and started slamming the bat down on the ground outside in my yard. I was running around trying to find it. "WHAM!" and the sound went silent. I was not to be fooled. I waited... A couple minutes passed, and the fucker started again, so I went and banged the bat down again, and again. I wasn't going to leave until I could see it's nasty little guts on the end of my bat. Sorry to say, my operation got stopped by my father coming outside and wondering what the fuck I was doing at 1 am outside in the yard.  -------
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IstenSzek said: Oh god yes, those awful conversations at work. And if you
don't smile and tell them some [lies] stories too they are gonna treat you like an a-social selfimportant git. So to fit in you have to stoop to that level of idiocy and act like the only thing you really want to know in life is who your co-worker shagged over the weekend or how many times their babies threw up their porridge this morning. Thank god I don't feel the need to 'fit in'. I like to be 'the loner'. For stupid conversations is one cure... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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IstenSzek said: oh, and if you take a trolly at the supermarket than why
don't you goddamn well hang on to it! what's the use in getting one if you're gonna park it in one isle and walk all across the place dragging food from every isle back to the trolly in another isle. whenever I see abandoned trollies full of food I always chuck in at least 4 or 5 extra items. That way they'll be standing at the counter, not knowing what to do with all that stuff. A while ago, I was taking something to the cleaners...when I wanted to go in the store, some women's trolly was blocking the entrance...completely filling the door...so I took it outside and gave it a big push towards the other side of the mall and went in the store...wonder if she ever got it back...
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ChocolateInvasion said: IstenSzek said: oh, and if you take a trolly at the supermarket than why
don't you goddamn well hang on to it! what's the use in getting one if you're gonna park it in one isle and walk all across the place dragging food from every isle back to the trolly in another isle. whenever I see abandoned trollies full of food I always chuck in at least 4 or 5 extra items. That way they'll be standing at the counter, not knowing what to do with all that stuff. A while ago, I was taking something to the cleaners...when I wanted to go in the store, some women's trolly was blocking the entrance...completely filling the door...so I took it outside and gave it a big push towards the other side of the mall and went in the store...wonder if she ever got it back...
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BattierBeMyDaddy said: About the only sound that prevents me from sleep is my father when he goes into the kitchen after I've gone to bed. My room is connected to the kitchen, seperated only by a wall.
He'll go in, and get into the cabinets to get a glass/plate/whatever. He'll move things around, slam the damn cabinet door... What he doesn't realize is those sounds sound like a god damn earthquake in my room. It really kills me. I've thought many times of putting up some mattresses across that wall, or anything really to muffle the sound.
Oh, and then there's crickets. I fucking hate crickets. About a week ago, I was trying to sleep, and I woke up to get a drink. When I came back and laid down, all I could hear was this cricket outside my window. I tried to ignore it, I tried to sleep, but to no avail. About an hour of this nonesense past, and when I still couldn't sleep, and that motherfucker kept on going, I decided to take action. It was around midnight, and I ran out into the garage and got a baseball bat. I then ran outside in the cool night air in my pajamas and started slamming the bat down on the ground outside in my yard. I was running around trying to find it. "WHAM!" and the sound went silent. I was not to be fooled. I waited... A couple minutes passed, and the fucker started again, so I went and banged the bat down again, and again. I wasn't going to leave until I could see it's nasty little guts on the end of my bat. Sorry to say, my operation got stopped by my father coming outside and wondering what the fuck I was doing at 1 am outside in the yard. If you have a problem with a crickets, you can't sleep at my place...with the ticking in the heating system...it's like a clock gone crazy with ticking in different frequencies all night, made me want to sell my house after sleeping there for 3 nights!
But, we have come to a point, that the mechanic things he knows how to fix it. I hope so... And what about pigeons...they are almost worse then crickets! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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ChocolateInvasion said: BattierBeMyDaddy said: About the only sound that prevents me from sleep is my father when he goes into the kitchen after I've gone to bed. My room is connected to the kitchen, seperated only by a wall.
He'll go in, and get into the cabinets to get a glass/plate/whatever. He'll move things around, slam the damn cabinet door... What he doesn't realize is those sounds sound like a god damn earthquake in my room. It really kills me. I've thought many times of putting up some mattresses across that wall, or anything really to muffle the sound.
Oh, and then there's crickets. I fucking hate crickets. About a week ago, I was trying to sleep, and I woke up to get a drink. When I came back and laid down, all I could hear was this cricket outside my window. I tried to ignore it, I tried to sleep, but to no avail. About an hour of this nonesense past, and when I still couldn't sleep, and that motherfucker kept on going, I decided to take action. It was around midnight, and I ran out into the garage and got a baseball bat. I then ran outside in the cool night air in my pajamas and started slamming the bat down on the ground outside in my yard. I was running around trying to find it. "WHAM!" and the sound went silent. I was not to be fooled. I waited... A couple minutes passed, and the fucker started again, so I went and banged the bat down again, and again. I wasn't going to leave until I could see it's nasty little guts on the end of my bat. Sorry to say, my operation got stopped by my father coming outside and wondering what the fuck I was doing at 1 am outside in the yard. If you have a problem with a crickets, you can't sleep at my place...with the ticking in the heating system...it's like a clock gone crazy with ticking in different frequencies all night, made me want to sell my house after sleeping there for 3 nights!
But, we have come to a point, that the mechanic things he knows how to fix it. I hope so... And what about pigeons...they are almost worse then crickets! Fortunately, I have no problem with pigeons. I don't think we have any around here. However, sometimes a crow will land on my airconditioner outside my bedroom window and get all loud and scare the piss out of me... and then I raise up the shades really quick and scream and giggle as it shits and flies. Other than that, there's just crickets in abundance... -------
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BattierBeMyDaddy said: ChocolateInvasion said: BattierBeMyDaddy said: About the only sound that prevents me from sleep is my father when he goes into the kitchen after I've gone to bed. My room is connected to the kitchen, seperated only by a wall.
He'll go in, and get into the cabinets to get a glass/plate/whatever. He'll move things around, slam the damn cabinet door... What he doesn't realize is those sounds sound like a god damn earthquake in my room. It really kills me. I've thought many times of putting up some mattresses across that wall, or anything really to muffle the sound.
Oh, and then there's crickets. I fucking hate crickets. About a week ago, I was trying to sleep, and I woke up to get a drink. When I came back and laid down, all I could hear was this cricket outside my window. I tried to ignore it, I tried to sleep, but to no avail. About an hour of this nonesense past, and when I still couldn't sleep, and that motherfucker kept on going, I decided to take action. It was around midnight, and I ran out into the garage and got a baseball bat. I then ran outside in the cool night air in my pajamas and started slamming the bat down on the ground outside in my yard. I was running around trying to find it. "WHAM!" and the sound went silent. I was not to be fooled. I waited... A couple minutes passed, and the fucker started again, so I went and banged the bat down again, and again. I wasn't going to leave until I could see it's nasty little guts on the end of my bat. Sorry to say, my operation got stopped by my father coming outside and wondering what the fuck I was doing at 1 am outside in the yard. If you have a problem with a crickets, you can't sleep at my place...with the ticking in the heating system...it's like a clock gone crazy with ticking in different frequencies all night, made me want to sell my house after sleeping there for 3 nights!
But, we have come to a point, that the mechanic things he knows how to fix it. I hope so... And what about pigeons...they are almost worse then crickets! Fortunately, I have no problem with pigeons. I don't think we have any around here. However, sometimes a crow will land on my airconditioner outside my bedroom window and get all loud and scare the piss out of me... and then I raise up the shades really quick and scream and giggle as it shits and flies. Other than that, there's just crickets in abundance...
So, do U like environmental records?  Crickets chirpin' , water rushin'...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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ChocolateInvasion said: BattierBeMyDaddy said: ChocolateInvasion said: BattierBeMyDaddy said: About the only sound that prevents me from sleep is my father when he goes into the kitchen after I've gone to bed. My room is connected to the kitchen, seperated only by a wall.
He'll go in, and get into the cabinets to get a glass/plate/whatever. He'll move things around, slam the damn cabinet door... What he doesn't realize is those sounds sound like a god damn earthquake in my room. It really kills me. I've thought many times of putting up some mattresses across that wall, or anything really to muffle the sound.
Oh, and then there's crickets. I fucking hate crickets. About a week ago, I was trying to sleep, and I woke up to get a drink. When I came back and laid down, all I could hear was this cricket outside my window. I tried to ignore it, I tried to sleep, but to no avail. About an hour of this nonesense past, and when I still couldn't sleep, and that motherfucker kept on going, I decided to take action. It was around midnight, and I ran out into the garage and got a baseball bat. I then ran outside in the cool night air in my pajamas and started slamming the bat down on the ground outside in my yard. I was running around trying to find it. "WHAM!" and the sound went silent. I was not to be fooled. I waited... A couple minutes passed, and the fucker started again, so I went and banged the bat down again, and again. I wasn't going to leave until I could see it's nasty little guts on the end of my bat. Sorry to say, my operation got stopped by my father coming outside and wondering what the fuck I was doing at 1 am outside in the yard. If you have a problem with a crickets, you can't sleep at my place...with the ticking in the heating system...it's like a clock gone crazy with ticking in different frequencies all night, made me want to sell my house after sleeping there for 3 nights!
But, we have come to a point, that the mechanic things he knows how to fix it. I hope so... And what about pigeons...they are almost worse then crickets! Fortunately, I have no problem with pigeons. I don't think we have any around here. However, sometimes a crow will land on my airconditioner outside my bedroom window and get all loud and scare the piss out of me... and then I raise up the shades really quick and scream and giggle as it shits and flies. Other than that, there's just crickets in abundance...
So, do U like environmental records? Crickets chirpin' , water rushin'...About as much as you'd like to sleep to the ticking sounds of a metronome, I guess. -------
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