I am also guilty of expressing oppinions which may be politically motivated in a place that really doesn't need politics.
(I am also guilty of spelling oppinion with two P's - you wouldn't think I got an B on my A-level exam in English Lang would you)
When I see something which i feel in my heart is wrong, or I feel is a pop at me, I cannot resist the urge to respond to it, often having to mentally hold myself back from just letting rip and going crazy with my keyboard.
The odd thing is I actually love puzzles, I love puzzle games and I love designing things. When I actually get my mind in order I can make some good puzzles, on this very forum. Indeed I have before.
This place has always seemed too perfect for me. Too smiley happy, big cheesey grins and compliments. When I was going through school, and the teacher would commend me for something, I would get picked on for being a "goody goody" - over the years I started to hide compliments, in the hope that if I seemed unreceiving to them, the bullying would subside.
This continued through college, I used to get uncomfortable with compliments, yet deep down I liked them. The bullying had long stopped, but I found it hard to make new friends.
Aside from all this, everything seemed too sunny and squeaky clean, my mum would smile at me everyday and pretend everything was fine, great, no problems. About 7 months ago I was enquiring how my nanna was (she lives in normanton and we dont see her much) it came out that she was actually in hospital, after suffering a stroke, my mum hadn't told me because she didn't want me to worry. She has simply smiled everyday like she always had, the only thing was she was not happy, she was killing inside and having to sneak off to the hospital every night, and lie to me about where she was going.
I cannot be all





I am sorry to those I have rubbed the wrong way in the past, ol'gramma, Davidmad, majic1 and anyone else.
Now get that game out Patrick!