Are you a young nipper or an old git?

[Kornflake™]

Originally posted by Idolon
I'm 20.
Thats 1/5 dead.
So much to do, so little time...

Shit I don't plan living 'till 100! 20 here too, a few more years left in me yet.

-Kornflake™

 

[Chris D]

I'm 17 going on 35.

 

[Idolon]

Originally posted by Kornflake™
Shit I don't plan living 'till 100! 20 here too, a few more years left in me yet.

-Kornflake™

Hehe.
I'll be gaming still when I hit 100!
That is when i'm not sleeping... or angrily waving my cane at all the respect-less young people of the day.

And who knows, maybe it won't end there...
Thanks to Alex Chiu, i'll still be gaming when i'm 1000 years old! :E

 

[Kornflake™]

Originally posted by Idolon
Hehe.
I'll be gaming still when I hit 100!
That is when i'm not sleeping... or angrily waving my cane at all the respect-less young people of the day.

And who knows, maybe it won't end there...
Thanks to Alex Chiu, i'll still be gaming when i'm 1000 years old! :E

By which time we'll have the technology to download your mind and insert you directly into a game!

-Kornflake™

 

[EVIL]

19 here. I sometimes act a bit immature I think. maby need to work on that. alot of people are saying that, but its hard to act mature when you still want to post dumb post's

 

[Farrowlesparrow]

Its difficult to act mature when it means a different thing to different people. Some people see maturity in age. Some see it in how good you look. Some see it in your volcabulary, so if you sound clever they think 'Oh this guy is mature'. There are other things to. Its like that whole "Is what i see as blue, the same as what you see as blue?" only....not really. In fact its not like that much at all.

 

[Chris D]

I see it as responsibility, confidence, acting in a grown up and responsible way.

 

[ComradeBadger]

^ same as me, although maybe without the confidence. But still, it's a very blurred line between the two IMO. Since some people go back and forth between the two.

 

[Kornflake™]

IMO maturity is responsibility and empathy, but then everyone will probably have a different definition.

-Kornflake™

 

[symptom]

18 here

 

[EVIL]

Originally posted by mrBadger
^ same as me, although maybe without the confidence. But still, it's a very blurred line between the two IMO. Since some people go back and forth between the two.

hmmmyeah. I can be pretty "professional" about critique in art etc, or questions about hl2 stuff, but I als can get annoyed about otherpeoples comments who can be somewhat rude and or dumb. and so I start acting a bit less "professional" then I do when commenting about interesting stuff. and I have a strange urge to be ablt to be a pain in the ass to other people. I guess its just my personality. cant really help it.

altrough I am going to try and not annoy myself about other peoples post's so much. even when they are rude and dumb

 

[simmo]

I'm 16, and thinking about going for some help about my confidence, i', just too shy and I hate it, its ruining my life.

 

[Dropkick Murphy]

Hi All, well it took me a while to type this as I am an ancient old git of 35 years :rolling:

 

[Turks Meister]

only 84 votes?!

 

[Prince of China]

I am this age:1+1x3x3+1
(Insert Answer Here)

 

[Morbo]

Originally posted by Tredoslop
I am this age:1+1x3x3+1
(Insert Answer Here)

Actually if you do this correctly you would be eleven years old. If nineteen was the answer you should have written (1+1)x3x3+1

Btw I'm 17 and I do plan to live forever if possible. If not, I will destroy the world when I'll die. Maybe the whole universe but that's more complicated. And I'm lazy so...

And Farrowlesparrow if you can read in french, or the translation, wich isn't as good of course, you should read La Cantatrice Chauve (Bald Soprano) by Eugène Ionesco. It's a play that sounds exactly like your post about jobs and killing. Totally illogical, this guy (Ionesco) invented the absurd style. Your head would probably explode too. And it's funny. Really funny.

MR. SMITH [still reading his paper]: Tsk, it says here that Bobby Watson died.

MRS. SMITH: My God, the poor man! When did he die?

MR. SMITH: Why do you pretend to be astonished? You know very well that he's been dead these past two years. Surely you remember that we attended his funeral a year and a half ago.

MRS. SMITH: Oh yes, of course I do remember. I remembered it right away, but I don't understand why you yourself were so surprised to see it in the paper.

MR. SMITH: It wasn't in the paper. It's been three years since his death was announced. I remembered it through an association of ideas.

MRS. SMITH: What a pity! He was so well preserved.

MR. SMITH: He was the handsomest corpse in Great Britain. He didn't look his age. Poor Bobby, he'd been dead for four years and he was still warm. A veritable living corpse. And how cheerful he was!

MRS. SMITH: Poor Bobby.

MR. SMITH: Which poor Bobby do you mean?

MRS. SMITH: It is his wife that I mean. She is called Bobby too, Bobby Watson. Since they both had the same name, you could never tell one from the other when you saw them together. It was only after his death that you could really tell which was which. And there are still people today who confuse her with the deceased and offer their condolences to him. Do you know her?

MR. SMITH: I only met her once, by chance, at Bobby's burial.

MRS. SMITH: I've never seen her. Is she pretty?

MR. SMITH: She has regular features and yet one cannot say that she is pretty. She is too big and stout. Her features are not regular but still one can say that she is very pretty. She is a little too small and too thin. She's a voice teacher. [The clock strikes five times. A long silence.]

MRS. SMITH: And when do they plan to be married, those two?

MR. SMITH: Next spring, at the latest.

MRS. SMITH: We shall have to go to their wedding, I suppose.

MR. SMITH: We shall have to give them a wedding present. I wonder what?

MRS. SMITH: Why don't we give them one of the seven silver salvers that were given us for our wedding and which have never been of any use to us?

 

[SilentKilla]

16 years old, 17 July 3rd

 

[Prince of China]

Originally posted by Morbo
Actually if you do this correctly you would be eleven years old. If nineteen was the answer you should have written (1+1)x3x3+1

Btw I'm 17 and I do plan to live forever if possible. If not, I will destroy the world when I'll die. Maybe the whole universe but that's more complicated. And I'm lazy so...

And Farrowlesparrow if you can read in french, or the translation, wich isn't as good of course, you should read La Cantatrice Chauve (Bald Soprano) by Eugène Ionesco. It's a play that sounds exactly like your post about jobs and killing. Totally illogical, this guy (Ionesco) invented the absurd style. Your head would probably explode too. And it's funny. Really funny.

Opps, yea, I meant 13-I got to used to saying 11 and 12.