Stuck in a room with no form of media what so ever. Except a device that can only use Facebook and requires me to update it every thirty seconds or it starts playing Lady Gaga songs.
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Constant pain/discomfort, sweltering heat, an annoyingly consistent noise in the background, the feeling that I've forgotten something, and always heading somewhere but being unable to get there. There would be screaming fangirls and hardcore bands playing everywhere, Justin Bieber singing the chorus to 'Baby' over and over, and close-ups of Kristen Stewart's and Robert Pattinson's faces.
Everyone I talk to would have an irritating American accent, and would always give evasive answers. No one would believe anything I say. Alternatively, it'd be just as irritating if they pretended I didn't exist, and I was constantly trying to get their attention. And I'd always have to wake up before I was ready to. And I'd have slow internet that constantly disconnected so I'd always have to listen to the godawful sounds of DIAL-UP EVERY FIVE MINUTES.
This is actually a lot like my life right now. I hope that hell is a bit more innovative. I guess my personal hell would be like the life I'm living without the good parts.
Everyone I talk to would have an irritating American accent, and would always give evasive answers. No one would believe anything I say. Alternatively, it'd be just as irritating if they pretended I didn't exist, and I was constantly trying to get their attention. And I'd always have to wake up before I was ready to. And I'd have slow internet that constantly disconnected so I'd always have to listen to the godawful sounds of DIAL-UP EVERY FIVE MINUTES.
This is actually a lot like my life right now. I hope that hell is a bit more innovative. I guess my personal hell would be like the life I'm living without the good parts.
A small space where I'm tied to a chair filled with small screaming children/infants with Miley Cyrus and bagpipe music being played constantly. Let's throw in some vuvuzelas for added annoyance.
People.
Having to be around people all the time. Talking to me, making noise, asking stupid questions, being the useless shits people are, inconsiderate, annoying, uninteresting, insignificant, unreliable, thickle, parasitic fuckwads that people are.
If I do not have the option to just vanish and be left alone for a good 12hours a day should I so wish, I go fucking mental.
Having to be around people all the time. Talking to me, making noise, asking stupid questions, being the useless shits people are, inconsiderate, annoying, uninteresting, insignificant, unreliable, thickle, parasitic fuckwads that people are.
If I do not have the option to just vanish and be left alone for a good 12hours a day should I so wish, I go fucking mental.
My personal hell would be a place where religious fundamentalists tried to convert me while their children played Lady Gaga amplified through Vuvuzelas.
Either that or a place full of other, very chatty, people. I'm a recluse at heart and I get on very happily on my own. Most of the time people just annoy me, with the exception of a handful of delightful people.
Either that or a place full of other, very chatty, people. I'm a recluse at heart and I get on very happily on my own. Most of the time people just annoy me, with the exception of a handful of delightful people.
why does everyone hate vuvuzelas.
being forced to take math tests with questions that have multiple correct answers, and the score of those tests resulting in how many more tests I would have to take!
being forced to take math tests with questions that have multiple correct answers, and the score of those tests resulting in how many more tests I would have to take!
NO computers, no books, no privacy just 24/7 constant interaction with *shudder* people.TheHatPerson said:
A twilight marathon that starts over every time I kill myself. Lord knows it would last all eternity.
Stuck in a room with no video games. Also in the room are Michael Atkinson, Jack Thompson, Keith Vaz and Frumpy Mom.
