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I live a simple life.
Go to school, get homework done, play some Starcraft, then go to sleep. This cycle has been repeating for the past three or so years. Social life? Bah! Who needs drama. Girlfriends? Unfortunately my reputation at school was ruined after an "incident" I had with one of my ex-girlfriends. (No, it has nothing to do with penis size). But life is just simple as pie for me. Little things make me happy.
That all changed when I met Deenan. Now, for someone to be friendly and actually want to take the time to get to know me just feels like the most rewarding experience ever. No one really ever wanted to know who I really was or what I am like. Deenan was different. He'd spend hours a night just listening to what was on my mind - just quietly sitting there, staring at me intensively, taking in every word I was saying. For him, it seemed as if there was no "boring, lonely, apathetic" teenager that everyone else saw. He saw something different in me.
It is in my personal nature to be a bit clumsy and rash. Often I make mistakes without thinking, making a fool of myself. Deenan did more than forgive me... he never once put it against me. No matter what happened he was never ashamed of being around me, or, at least, never showed it. Like, this one time, I was trying to shuffle my poker cards and clumsy as always, something didn't go quite right and they flew all over the floor. Sure, I looked like a total retard scurrying on the floor picking them up. But Deenan didn't walk away. He actually stood by and just smiled, like nothing ever happened.
Even the bigger mistakes would not make him flinch. There were times when I made really bad decisions that I regret. He must have been disappointed in me... but he never showed it. He was always there for support, whether I knew it or not at the time. Some nights my bipolar disorder got extremely out of control and my emotions would just go into a submission mode to the point that I was ready to kill myself. But then, Deenan was there, and our eyes would meet up. And I would feel like the most guiltiest person on the face of the Earth.
The little moments just meant so much to me. But, as of Thursday, May 21st, Deenan is no more. Rest in peace Deenan. And may I meet someone as special as you again one day. You've meant the world to me.
+ Show Spoiler +What do these little shits eat anyways?
 
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how can a dung beetle smile?
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On May 22 2009 13:06 HamerD wrote:
how can a dung beetle smile?
you racist...
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Wow sorry for your losses I hope you can prevent those suicidal thoughts or at the very least prevent yourself from acting on them.
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On May 22 2009 13:06 HamerD wrote:
how can a dung beetle smile?
HE WASN'T A DUNG BEETLE.
And the same way people know that dogs or cats are instinctively happy or sad at given moments.
You can just tell.
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On May 22 2009 13:09 SCC-Faust wrote:HE WASN'T A DUNG BEETLE. And the same way people know that dogs or cats are instinctively happy or sad at given moments. You can just tell.
Wait... this was about that bug at the bottom of the blog?
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On May 22 2009 13:12 iCCup.d(O.o)a wrote:
Wait... this was about that bug at the bottom of the blog?
Metaphorically yes.
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Sorry about your loss. The op though sounds slightlly homo
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i feel sorry for those who have bipolar disorder...
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On May 22 2009 13:09 ZeeTemplar wrote:you racist...
what.
beetles aren't a race...
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I meet like 3 deenans on a daily basis, lurking happily around my room and bathroom. The little buggers are spawning somewhere in my house and there's nothing I can do but watch as they squirm before the power of Raid.
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p.s. I don't like blogs like these.
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On May 22 2009 13:30 ilovezil wrote:
p.s. I don't like blogs like these.
I'm sorry. But if it makes you feel better I wasn't lying.
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On May 22 2009 13:12 iCCup.d(O.o)a wrote:Show nested quote +On May 22 2009 13:09 SCC-Faust wrote:On May 22 2009 13:06 HamerD wrote:
how can a dung beetle smile? HE WASN'T A DUNG BEETLE. And the same way people know that dogs or cats are instinctively happy or sad at given moments. You can just tell. Wait... this was about that bug at the bottom of the blog?
No, it was just a bug-decoration.
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On May 22 2009 13:33 ZBiR wrote:
No, it was just a bug-decoration.
What? Decorations don't die...
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the love he had for you will never die
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The thing you don't know is that he's been dead for a while already.
Maybe you realized he wasn't alive when you first made physical contact with him (who knows why you would) and he fell from the desk he was on and didn't move.
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On May 22 2009 13:55 EsX_Raptor wrote:
The thing you don't know is that he's been dead for a while already.
Don't say that.
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~~! Must get social life!
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On May 22 2009 13:59 boesthius wrote:Show nested quote +On May 22 2009 13:26 Grobyc wrote:On May 22 2009 13:09 ZeeTemplar wrote:On May 22 2009 13:06 HamerD wrote:
how can a dung beetle smile? you racist... what. beetles aren't a race... wordist
grammer
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On May 22 2009 13:36 SCC-Faust wrote:What? Decorations don't die...
Errr... It was sarcastic ;]
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On May 22 2009 13:26 Grobyc wrote:Show nested quote +On May 22 2009 13:09 ZeeTemplar wrote:On May 22 2009 13:06 HamerD wrote:
how can a dung beetle smile? you racist... what. beetles aren't a race...
then it should be.... you speciesist
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On May 22 2009 13:55 EsX_Raptor wrote:
The thing you don't know is that he's been dead for a while already.
Maybe you realized he wasn't alive when you first made physical contact with him (who knows why you would) and he fell from the desk he was on and didn't move.
hahahahahaha
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On May 22 2009 13:29 ilovezil wrote:
I meet like 3 deenans on a daily basis, lurking happily around my room and bathroom. The little buggers are spawning somewhere in my house and there's nothing I can do but watch as they squirm before the power of Raid.
ira is a good counter to all zerg units.
consider firebats.
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