Tunga

Another old thing I found. Not very relevant unless you know the people involved but I think it was just me venting.

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Old Skool

Enough of my attempts to annoy random groups of society, it’s time for a little bit about me.
I grew up in an average family in an average area of London. From an early age I was pretty obviously academic in nature. I got decent marks through Primary and Secondary school etc, but you don’t want to know about that rubbish. This chapter is supposed to be about me being honest, not about boosting my ego by showing off my GCSEs.
Here’s the short of it. I’m 19 and I’m still a virgin.
Here’s the long of it.
My secondary school was all an boys establishment in which I managed over five years to make a total of minus 5 friends. That’s not to say I never had any, just that I decided I could do without any of them when I left. To an outsider I was probably used by most of the people I spoke to as someone random to think up something funny about, but luckily they were all fairly stupid so in the long periods of thought between insults they were generally okay to me. This was fine by me since I never intended to find a soul mate, they were just there for something to do at lunchtimes, and in this sense they served their purpose.
Since I’m running out of things to say without using the material I have planned for several other chapters, I will now fill up some space with some comments about my various “mates” and predictions of what became of them.
W. Everyone loves W, because he’s just an all round good guy. Popularity went to his head and if you weren’t cool enough for his other mates then you just weren’t good enough for him. He’d talk to me until he found someone better to talk to. Thought he was the best looking guy around and mainly managed to pull fat girls. Intelligent enough to make a decent career, but will likely end up with the wrong crowd and never amount to much. Sometimes I used to wish I could be more like W. Then I realised that if popularity required being a two faced bastard then I could live with out it just fine.
X. Sometimes he was okay but ultimately was always out to impress W rather than get on with anyone. Sometimes I’d feel sorry for him, sometimes I’d hate him, other times I’d just give up trying to work what I thought of him. Had the innate ability to get pissed at you in five seconds. He’ll end up with a high-flying job and no friends.
Y. Stupid fat bastard. Liked to be the leader of the gang and accepted by the others because he was a stupid fat bastard. Will end up robbing old ladies and injecting heroin into his eyes.
Z. His mother taught A-Level English Literature at my college and his brother went to Oxford. Z could never live up to his family’s achievements and he knew it. The result was a massive inferior/superiority complex whereby he’d go on about how much he sucked at everything and then pick on everyone else for sucking at everything. He’ll get some half decent job when he realises he doesn’t suck at everything if he actually puts some effort in.
There were others but they were mainly just minions of the above. Lowercase letters.
And the only guy that really was a good mate was Ben, but I drifted away from him because our interests seemed too different at the time and I didn’t like a lot of his other friends. Really this was just because he got no with everyone. If there had been one person I had kept in contact with when I left, it would have been Ben. But the way these things go I didn’t realise that until I’d already left.
I seem to have got sidetracked from the whole virgin thing, but I’ve forgotten what I was even getting at now.
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I think this was goign to be part of something bigger but I never did any more. I'm writing something similar at the moment but this doesn't fit so I'm not using it.

galrium

It's interesting, makes a dozen new characters swim in my mind... My muse thanks you for the possibility of annoying and nagging me to write.

I would love it if you could start writing something more into this... Could be short or long, just would like more into the narrators life and his 'friends.' The letter thing is awesome.

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I have no idea where this came from, but all I know is that I couldn't have made it up, even though it came into my head with no other thought. Thanks, whoever wrote this first!
Something to do with HP slash...

chelseafagan

Cool.

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Tunga

The stuff in this is all actually true by the way. You'll notice it looks like it's part of something bigger (from the first line), but it never was. It just refers to my other ramblings.

My current project is quite similar to this, in terms of general writing style. I plan on using that letter thing in a couple of the (currently unwritten) chapters. I like the lack of respect it portrays, they are just random nobodies, their names are irrelevant. There will be a section similar to this piece somewhere.

You might like it...
Part 1: http://www.writingforums.com/viewtopic.php?t=11618
Part 2: http://www.writingforums.com/viewtopic.php?t=12756
(Not asking you to critique it, or even read it, unless you want to, only posting the link since you asked for something like it.)

The stuff in that isn't all true but most of it is. Makes me laugh when someone refers to "the character" because I think...that "character" is me !

There's also a couple of other nonsense pieces I put in File 13. I seem to remember something about God being a pineapple somewhere, if you can find it .

Oh and feel free to steal those characters (not that there's much to them here) if it motivates you to write something. Good luck with whatever you write.

Tunga

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Angst.