#28517 I was running downtown Lafayette on Main St. between 4th and 5th St at approximately 9AM and saw this beautiful tall lady walking toward 4th st with her goods from the Farmer's Market. As we got closer, she said "good morning" to me where I almost had a heart attack in a good way.

I would love to ask you out for coffee if you are reading this.

#28515 TFW one of the blue shirts at the corec tells you not to divebomb and then you casually catch him divebombing while he's working out #practicewhatyoupreach. If you want to give me advice, you better have the physique to back it up otherwise I won't take you seriously.

#28526 They say finishing your homework alone would not take you anywhere, you got to engage in group works or club activities to land an internship, which would increase your chances of getting a job. I am a total loser who knows nothing else than finishing his homeworks. I participate in absolutely no club activities and I don't even have a single friend. I don't have to speak to live through a day and most of the times I found myself lived through a day with less than 10 sentences uttered. I tried to socialise, but no matter how hard I try, I always find myself retreating back to my comfort zone and not talking to anyone. The idea of socialising, or even just to talk to people for purposes other than work antagonise me, even though deep down inside I found myself incredibly lonely and helpless. I don't have any interests, or a dream a regular youth tends to have. There is only one thing I want to do and that is suicide. But the lack of means and concerns for my families have been keeping me alive, miserably. Every day feels like a torture. When comparing to do well in my classes and to simply fall asleep at nights, I find them equally hard and sometimes I struggle more with the latter one. The lack of purposes in life left me with a situation that every time I try to get up from bed, the only motivation for me to do that is hunger, as a human instinct, but simple tasks such as brushing my teeth and taking a shower can immediately put me right back to bed. I am not seeking advices, although I genuinely appreciate anyone attempt to do that. Advices won't help me, this is a lesson I learnt from CAPS, although I also appreciate their efforts. The only thing Purdue inspired me to do with my life is to rot to death, by doing nothing meaningful and productive but always complaining whilst having no desire to change the status quo. I'm simply stating my situation for the past two years, welcome to be satirical. Maybe those "witty" comments would provide me a somewhat happiness in life, as I have already started to do, to mock my own life, in order to put a smile on my face from time to times so I can ease the thought of urgent suicide and try to stay alive, whether miserably or not

#28514 I think the Rice Cafe is trying to be the new Arby's. #resist

#28513 I hate how casual or childish everybody acts. I remember seeing a ball pit in the honors dorm once. What the hell. Everyone also seems to think hugs are cool. They aren't, keep your hands to yourself and your significant other. Be an adult.

#28512 I saw my girlfriend get hyptotised along with 10 other people and it terrified the shit out of me. She seemed excited and really into it and I was in the audience terrified on what might happen to her. This was the first time I ever saw one much less someone I know and i don’t know how to take it. Any advice?

#28511 My boyfriend dumped me a week back to pursue his crush. For the past four months I've felt like I don't quite measure up.

#28510 My depression feels like the worst it has ever been. I feel so lost and alone, that I've been extremely demotivated to live my normally busy life. Since everyone knows me to be so proactive, they always disregard my "jokingly" self-depricaive comments as nothing serious. I genuinely hate myself and I hate the feeling of being alone regardless of how many people are around me. That's not a joke.

This depression has violently affected how I've been viewing my love life recently. I normally try to interact with guys I'm interested in unabashedly; if I like you, I'll message you whevener, without much expectation of a response back. I'm busy, you're busy, sporatic messages/calls are fine to me, even if one week we were talking every day and the next we don't contact each other until the next week. But now I'm taking every small message left on "read" personally. My depression flares up thise horrible thoughts about how "terrible" I am for annoying them, how no one would want to be with you, etc.. It all leans back on that sense of dread and loneliness. I hate it all.