Rawb's Random Rambles

Hello everyone. I'm Rawb, and this is the thread where I will be putting all my random ramblings about stuff.

Spoiler: Story Time with Rawb Hub

Spoiler: 1

So, my class is quite literally chock-full of love triangles.But that's not what I'm talking about. There is a specific girl in our class who me and one of my buddies describe as "straight out of an anime". Here is a trade today with (who I suspect is) her crush. Both of them happen to sit next together, and I was listening in having world war 3 on weather or not to instigate a fight for the heck of it. X(Girl): So, we're gonna change seats soon. I'm gonna miss my position. How about you?
Y(Guy): I don't know?
X: What do you mean?
Y: I don't know.
X: Give me a straight answer.
Y: I have mixed emotions about it.
X: Come on I'm serious, give me a straight answer.
Y: Well, I'm sort of glad to be moving away from someone who constantly hits me.
X: What do you mean?
(This goes on for quite some time, until it reaches this point.)
X: You know, you just don't get it!
Y: What do you mean?
R(Me): So...is he dense?
(Eventually the argument dies out when someone proposes we play a round of Mafia.)

Spoiler: 2

Alright, so today the most dumbfounding and insane thing just happened. I'm still in such a state of shock that I actually still think it was just my imagination.

Lemme get to the point. One of my classmates admitted she was dating another one of my classmates.

The thing that really gets me is the fact that I've been shipping them for the longest time now.

And to see that ship actually be real boggles my mind beyond measure.

Anyways, apperantly only me and another classmate caught on before the rest of the class. (We were both more suspicious of the situation than the rest of the class).

Back during sem break, the two of us were invited to go with Person D (Guy) and Person G (Girl). Person M (Other guy who was invited) and I caught on quickly, and we realized we were meant to be thirdwheels. I'd say we played that part very well.

Anyways, today another one of my classmates, Person L, played Person G real good into admitting she and Person D were dating.

Basically he pretended that he knew the two were dating, and dared Person G to tell the whole class in a round of Truth and Dare.

In the end, I'd say this situation still makes my mind tremble.

Spoiler: 3

Preface: This story will be a bit different from the others. Also, I'm thinking of having an archive of the stories in my info tab.

I'm pretty sure everyone has had a time when they were playing some kind of character (be it video game or real life) and they got so into it that they actually felt that they were that person.

Onto the story.

So I'm your stereotypical 'silent doesn't care' kind of guy. However, when I'm at school, I like to put on a double personality kind of thing. Normally if there was some kind of important situation, I'd probably listen in, but that's the end of it. However, if I'm in this state of double personality, I will actively try to do something about it. Basically, this other person I play almost everyday lists these following traits: Narcissistic, Arrogant, Know-it-all smartass and 'guy who thinks he's superior to everyone'. For some reason, this was so fun for me to play that I feel like it's slowly changing my personal personality.

Then again, once school blows over and a quarter of my friends transfer, I think I'll revert back to normal, so that'd be good.

Spoiler: 3.1

A while back I had what I can describe as my most painful dream yet. Basically, I was in this scenario where each time I would kill myself, I would respawn (Like Re: Zero). I ended up abusing this and each mistake I did I would kill myself so I could redo it better. Then I guess I did something wrong or the timing was off or something, but I made a mistake and so naturally I went to kill myself. But then when I stuck the knife I saw blood splatter all over my vision and started screaming in agony and confusion. Then I tried it again and respawned. Then I woke up.

In my opinion I think it was an extremely weird dream which might have some deeper meaning to it, but the pain felt so real it was insane.

Spoiler: 3.2

I'll be telling of one of my most hilarious exploits from a couple years ago.

Basically, we were learning about probability for math. Our teacher had the bright idea to buy some candy for an interactive experience. It was done so that three fourths of the candids were gummy burgers, and one fourth would be pushpops. Now, back then (and still now), pushpops were THE sh*t around school. Naturally, everyone wanted a pushpop. Our teacher would ask us what we wanted, and we would grab into a bag of slips of papers and see what our prize would be. Everyone said "Pushpop" but they ended up getting gummy burgers.
Being the smartass that I was, I said "I want a gummy burger." Lo and behold, I got a pushpop. The whole class went absoloutely ballistic and started offering me things in exchange.

I still keep that container around as a testimony to my exploits.

Spoiler: 3.3

I just got a very stern warning that unless I submit my missing homework I WILL get a very low conduct grade. In other news, the school invited me and another person to go to the UK for a debate event.
Basically, the two of us were e only people who's essays In this competition were recognized. What pisses me off is that I legit put no effort into mine, it's just common sense but made to sound better, and yet I got honorable mention.

Bullshit.
What's more is that there are people in the selected group I was part of that put serious effort into their essays and they didn't get in.

Fuckin bullshit.

Anecdote: This is the TSL Essay Writing Competition, and at the time I was reading this I was unaware of the many other people who were recognized. Basically, I'm going to be in London for June 30-July 9 if anyone wants to ambush me.

Spoiler: 3.4

So a couple weeks back we had our final exam in Physical Ed, which was the Intramurals. There were five games you could join: Kickball, Dodgeball, Basketball (Seperate guys, seperate girls), and Sports Relay. I really wanted to join Kickball and Dodgeball because as anyone who's ever played any of those games knows, I have mean dodging reflexes. Unfortunately, someone had the dumb bright idea that you could only join kickball if you had a powerful kick, which I don't. So I ended up being stuck with just dodgeball. Now, our batch had a shirt, and someone had the bright idea that only two people should work on it: one of the teachers and what constitutes as her favorite student. My gawd everyone hated that shirt. The thing is, we had SO many people who were good in design, and the one student did it, and he was so proud of it too like he made a work of art. People who were in the School paper hated it even more because it had a striking resemblance to our shirt. Somewhat miffed, I went to the intrams with my extra shirt being the school paper shirt as somewhat of an insult and The Art of War by Sun Tzu so I could read in the corner and be all "Ugh I hate my life I hate intrams". We won both Basketball games and lost Dodgeball. Another grade won Kickball and Sports Relay, so we had a tiebreaker. Guess what the game was. It was a sack race. And we won. Anyways, during the sports relay, one of our guys kept on messing up it was insane. People were shouting at her, and I even got in the action by half-shouting "SHAMEFURU DISPRAYYYYY". Well, when she was able to finally complete it, she went back to our lines crying, and like pennies everyone started to comfort her and stuff. Of course, I was just sitting there reading. In fact, everyone was screaming and cheering and going ballistic during the sack race. If you look at a picture of our side during the sack race, you know instantly who I am. I'm that guy in the corner reading.

Spoiler: 4

This is a birthday special yaaay
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The following story will be about my favorite exploit. But first, some background.

Basically, each year, the graduating batch goes on this like camp in the forest where we learn about cooperating and being a family and stuff. Now, it's a two day one night stay, so that meant we were sleeping in the camp. Originally, the guys' dorm was closer to the girls' dorm, but since there was a lot of us, they relocated us to a larger dorm that was quite a walk away from the main area. Now, before, during a sleepover, one of our batchmates turned on the lights at 12 AM and yelled, "GOOD MOOOOOOORNINGGGGG" and everyone got pissed. Except for me because I was still awake and watching anime.

Anyways, in the camp, I slept earlier than the rest (11 PM) whereas the rest continued to fool around till something like 2:55. Now, this is the interesting part. I didn't want to have to share the shower with those fools, so I woke up at 3 AM, basically five minutea after they went to sleep. So, I took a bath and stuff. We were supposed to wake up at 5, so I had two hours. And I spent those two hours fooling around–covering someone with crackers, and chanting something in front of a half-asleep guy. I also rearranged the bags and clothes and junk. Anyways, at around 4:45, our chaperone woke up and took a shower. A couple minutes before five, I asked if I could wake everyone up. He said yes, and grinning like a madman, I walked towards the light switches. Now laughing like a madman, I switched them on and shouted, "GOOOOOOOOD MORNIIIIIIIINGGGG"

Now, we had two floors, and the ones up top wanted to be there because it would "be fun". But now they realized that that was a bad idea because they had legit no shelter from the light. So a lot of people woke up from me turning on the lights and yelling good morning. Those who were woken up by the first wave started screaming and swearing, waking everyone else up. By then I was on the floor laughing like a madman.

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As of the establishment of this thread, I am still going to make a rambling about something, so just wait for a few hours

 

Ramble 1
Pessimism

So, I'm a very pessimistic person. Like, ever since I was little, I've always looked at the bad things first. Now, before my pessimism was somewhat manageable. But when I started getting into history and reading history books, I started to objectify more. And whenever I objectify, I usually put the negatives in the main spotlight. This has caused some ridiculously insane problems lately, especially with the school paper. As the Editor-in-Chief, I have to make some editorials. Now, the problem is that whenever I put my opinion into writing I always end up with something negative. Or smartassy. It's gotten so out of hand that honsetly I feel like the damages done to my reletions with basically the whole school is irreversable. Or maybe that's just me being pessimistic and not thinking that perhaps people are willing to forget. Even my parents are somewhat miffed at me for being so pessimistic. I've kept on trying to explain to everyone how it's really hard for me to be positive, but sometimes it just doesn't quite get through. And that's what really grinds my gears.

 

Ramble 2
Emotions and Friendship

Now, to my batch and beyond, I'm known as the emotionless dude. Literally because it is impossible for me to smile in photos and of how pessimistic I am. It's sort of become a running joke now. Anyways, I personally approve of this, as I see that emotions can and will bias your decision you can never get a perfect justifiable reason no matter how hard you try. I always make an effort to look at things from the most objective point possible, and this gives off the idea that I am emotionless because of how unbiased I try to be (Usually failing because I almost always go for the option where I get to slam dunk someone with reasoning).

I'm somehow a weird mix of an anti-social asshole and a friendly guy. Usually, the formula is this:
Me + Me = anti-social
Me + Friends = friendly
Friends*Friends + Me = anti-social

As you can see, The more friends there are with me, the friendlier I get. But when there's too many friends, I am basically out of place and go anti-social. In example when the class is divided into all its small different cliques, I can fit in with most of them at ease, but when the class unites and stuff, I'm that one dude outside. There are SOOOOOO many examples of this, its insane. That's why you barely see me in photographs with my classmates. I think I'll dive more into this in another ramble.

Going back on emotions, for some reason, whenever I'm just by myself I get somewhat emotional and stuff. But when I'm with friends it basically just melts and I go back to being an emotionless asshole. Because of this ridiculous game I involuntarily play, I think up of all sorts of plans to socialize and be all responsible and stuff when I'm alone, but when I get back to class, I'm just like, "I COULD do that...but they're having a really interesting conversation right now and I really want to hear what it's about." And then when I get back to being alone I kick myself in the shin. Somewhat related to my huge problem with procrastination.