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My only complaint is that there weren't a lot of over-the-shoulder shots. I know that'll be rough to do, but it will raise the excitement and panic levels incredibly. Seeing the action from a player's perspective makes the audience feel like they are there and not just watching it through a CCTV. A proper PB video, in my eyes, would need a lot of cooperation. Otherwise it'll just be mayhem and impossible to understand what's happening. Suggestions: Prisoner AWP bullet cam Camping CT being rushed Evil Simon Says CT AWP bullet cam from sniper tunnel Prisoners finding hidden weapons The lone CT hero being ambushed Prisoners healing in medic room, possibly follow by a jihad Party at the disco Prisoners taking a shot and passing the gun Last Requests Even though we don't allow death games in the server, it is still an incredibly fun aspect when we host BWGTs. You may want to have an AO+ present for filming some of these, at least to keep things in order. For instance, an order is given to all go to big cage, it would be nice to show EVERYONE following the order. Both trailers were very well made and showed the excitement of each game type. Good luck and keep up the good work.

These all happened years and years apart. Rhonda happened in middle school and Bo and Scott happened after I graduated high school. We didn't live in a shit neighborhood, most would classify it as middle to upper class. Everyone's just fucked up in their own way, I guess. I was hit pretty hard by Collin's death, though. The problem for me is that I don't forgive and forget. I may not remember what exactly transpired in school, but I remember people making my life miserable. Going to a reunion and having them gloss over it as if it was nothing is an insult. They had a negative impact on my life and have definitely changed my outlook. Schools never deal with bullies and it's a shame. If my kid is ever bullied, you bet your sweet ass that I'll contact the school and the other kid's parents. If physical abuse was involved then a lawsuit will follow. I don't need my kids having the same fucked up outlook on life as I do. There are many people from school that I haven't spoken with in decades. I would have considered them good friends back then, too, they just decided to be dicks and fuck with me and my family. I'll never forgive those people for what they put me through. It affected me to the point where if I needed a transplant or transfusion and one of them was the only donor, I would deny it. I couldn't live with myself knowing that those people, whom tormented me with no remorse, are a part of my body. You hear stories on the news about bullies and kids fighting back, but I couldn't. I was 4ft nothing back then and when you have 3 taller kids trying to shove your head in a toilet filled with piss and shit, there's not much you can do besides scream. Teacher came in, stopped them, and nothing happened. No punishment. 'Boys will be boys.' Some of the shit I went through in school was borderline torture. I don't remember it, thankfully, I just remember being miserable and did my best to avoid certain people at all costs. How would you feel if you were in wrestling in high school and some Arnold Schwarzenegger lookalike slapped his horse cock on the back of your head? Yeah, I told the coach about it and he kicked him off the team and then things got worse. High school. Good times.

When I was taking myself off of them, without doctor consent, I was weening my way down. Instead of taking 100mg a day, I would take 75mg. I did that for about a week and then went to 50mg. Then the incident happened and the rest is history. Believe me, I want to quit taking the meds, too, but I doubt I can. I never initially took them for depression as I was in my final years of college, girlfriend was up there, classes were good, and all was well. I took them because I had noticeable mood swings. Not sure if it's bi-polar or not, but I'd sometimes wake up angry for no reason or very irritable. Other times I'd wake up and feel like doing nothing. I knew this wasn't right and my girlfriend noticed this as well. So, I went to a doctor and told them the story. They said that Zoloft would help balance out my mood and keep me on an even keel, which it did. Then I started forgetting to take them, I usually take them at night before bed. Missing 1 dose made me feel absolutely horrible. Dizzy, light headed, tired, clumsy, nauseous, and the likes. It's difficult to explain. The effects worsened when I went on a weekend vacation home and forgot them. 3 days without taking them and I was in pure hell. I had to go to a local doctor to just give me a temp dose of 4 pills. The sad part is, I just visited my doctor today and didn't even bring up getting off of them. I completely forgot. All I wanted to do was get my refill and get out since I only have about a week left and I'm moving next week. I was too worried to talk about anything else. I asked if there were any alternatives to my SSRI and he suggested Cymbalta, but it's more expensive and there is no generic available (remember, I have no insurance at the moment). Anyway, I think that sums up this rendition of my wall-o-text feature.

I have a habit of burying bad memories so much that it's difficult to remember them. My high school years were pure torture, being as I didn't hit puberty until about 16 or 17. I was a runt. Let's see what I can remember. Collin - Hung himself. Me and a friend found him while looking for a neighbor's cat. Scott - Shot himself Scott's neighbor that taught me to repel down trees and shit, OD'd on something. Bo - I think he shot himself or drove his car off a cliff, I don't remember. Rhonda - Not exactly suicide, but her mother went nuts and shot her and then herself. Sal - Not suicide, but died of cystic fibrosis, was a close friend. It was also the first time I ever went to a wake. First time seeing a dead body. It was in high school sometime. I know there are more, but I can't remember them. My mom used to read the obituaries and tell me about high school and middle school friends that either died or committed suicide. I told her to stop. A friend recently sent me a message on Facebook asking if I was going to go to a reunion they were putting together, I said no because high school was miserable for me.

I really don't like music. I listen to talk radio. Sometimes I'll listen to NPR, classical, or classic rock. It all depends. I hate rap/country/pop. Most all music made after 2000 is just catchy garbage. I'm looking at you Ke$ha and Miley Cyrus. But, hey, I believe I sung 'The Final Countdown' on vent using Auto-Tune a while ago. Skitzo should have the recording.

If you want to get back at your parents, kill them with kindness. It will change their tune. You might not want do, but do it. When you wake up in the morning, give your parents a hug and tell them you love them. On weekends, wake up early and make breakfast. Help out with dinner. Get them gifts for their anniversary. If they yell at you, talk to them in a polite and low tone that you want to talk about it civilly. If they ask you to do a chore, do it. If you're in the middle of a game or mission or something you consider important, ask their permission (as politely as possible) if you can do it later.

That wasn't my main complaint. And I really don't want to go into it again. I could go into the whole 'You don't know what it's like' spiel, but I'm not going to rile anyone up. People have rough patches in life. People make mistakes. I have my fair share. I wouldn't have had a problem paying the hospital stay but they should have covered the ~$2000 for the ER. The doctor(s) filed it incorrectly for whatever reason and it's done. Suicide is stupid, I am well aware of that. I've had many, many friends kill themselves over the years and I've even found one of my best friends hanging from his ceiling fan when I was about 10 or 12. Also, I learned that once you're on Zoloft or pretty much any SSRI, you're on it for life. I didn't research this when I tried to take myself off of it without my doctor consent, which more than likely raised the risk of suicide. And, because of this mistake, I cannot get prescription benefits from individual coverage. I'm going to have to go through Pfyzer and the likes to see if they offer discounts to people without insurance, since I'm quitting my job today and never got on the plan. I was wrong to blame our insurance system into thinking that they should pay for my stupidity, I knew that going into it, I just needed to rant. Hopefully, my experience (and this thread) will make someone else think twice before pulling the proverbial trigger. Furthermore, make sure you know full well the side effects and withdrawal symptoms of any drug, especially anti-depressants, before signing up for them. Because I believed everything my doctor said and didn't get a second opinion, I'm stuck taking this pill for the rest of my life as the withdrawal symptoms can last a life time. I apologize to anyone that I argued with and want to admit that I was wrong. If I could go back to 2002, I would, and I'd never start taking this drug. I believe there are better alternatives that won't have long-term adverse effects. If I could change the title of the thread, I would change it to 'Fuck my stupidity and righteousness'. I see SG as an outlet for me and I think I'm fairly well known for speaking my mind and making wall-of-text posts (such as this one, which wasn't intended). I want to thank all of you for your support and input, negative or otherwise, as I've seen the err of my way and have a different outlook on life. I hope none of you think any less of me because of this incident, and possibly others. I have an odd phobia or pet peeve of not being like by others, unless I truly dislike them, then I couldn't care less. My user title says 'Respect is earned' and I hope to earn it back from those that I lost. TL;DR: Turns out my attempted suicide made a savant and can recall any event at any time.

Thought I'd give an update on this situation. For the past few months I've been in a pretty bad mood that escalated last night, but that's a different story for a different time. I've been fighting this bill since before I made the thread and tried to get the doctor to cooperate. He filed the visit as a non-emergency so my insurance wouldn't cover it. We, myself and my insurance agent, tried contacting the doctor and never spoke to him. We always got his secretary and she assured us that he would pull the file and resubmit it as an emergency so the insurance companies would cover it. Turns out the doctor never pulled the files nor did he change anything. Earlier this year, I wrote a letter to the doctor stating that if he does not cooperate that I will seek legal action. I never heard anything. We called his secretary and she basically told us it's in the hospital's hands and not the doctor who made the diagnosis. Guess what the hospital said? The exact opposite. I ended up getting a copy of my medical records, bills, letters, Explanation of Benefits from my insurance carriers and sent them to the attorney general in my state. I received a letter from someone at the AG stating that they were working on the case. I tried calling them and vice versa and got no where. A few weeks later, the case was picked up by another person at the AG and she gave me some terrible news that set me off. She said the doctor did submit the paperwork properly and that there is nothing that could be done. I told her, since I wasn't too knowledgeable on the case in terms of insurance carriers, that I would have my agent call her. Weeks went by and I heard nothing. I figured the worse, that I would foot the bill, probably because the doctor lied (the paperwork clearly states it was a non-emergency). My insurance guy left her a message and spoke in detail about what was to be expected. This morning I received a call from the AG lady working on my case that the bill has been dropped. The doctor and hospital did not follow protocol in submitting it to insurance and knew they messed up and tried to hide it. The entire bill is being written off and I'm unsure what is going to happen to the doctor, hopefully he gets his shit together. TL;DR: I had sex with my grandmother a few months ago and apparently she's pregnant.

I enjoy anime like the rest of these people, but I wouldn't buy posters, action figures, pillows, and the likes. That's just gay, for a lack of a better term.

That's the first time he's heard that.

How is making a thread such as this going to provide you with any substance to abstain from boredom? Your lack of logic is an insult.

I left due to all the event spam. My god, that was fucking annoying.

I graduated, too. Like 10+ years ago.

To Whom It May Concern: The person who takes care of the maintenance needs to take better care of the servers. I ask this because I am playing on the servers, or hacking the servers, but before I can actually hack them, some of the servers tell me that they are down for maintenance. I think that the person, Jager guy, should take more care of the servers. Thank you for your time. Regards.

I'd donate, but I'm moving next month. That's going to cost a few grand. Sorry.

Use a less shitty picture next time, plox.

You can read up on each of the slides they show you if you want to 'ace' it. Kind of a pointless and archaic test.

Don't think it's a voice changer. Some people can just do really good imitations.

Bubblez isn't an admin... I'll vote for FullMetal.

Also, Bubblez is no longer an admin. Might want to swap him out as well.

The specified profile could not be found. Please enter your SteamID into the text field below. Also, showing me an account that is worth more means nothing to me. At least I own the account that I pasted.

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I watched every episode of TPB and all of the movies. Your quote doesn't make any sense since it has no context and is jumbled in with other sentences.