hmm. I've never been good at introductions...

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But I suppose I can give it a go.

My name is David, I'm 16 and I live in Ireland. BACKSTORY TIME- When I was young I was a generally happy child, I had friends, I had fun, but around the time I turned 10 things started to change a bit - my friends suddenly decided that they didn't like how I was, obsessive about certain subjects, a lack of desire to join in some things like say football matches or what have you, and then suddenly, it was like they were all turning against me, leaving me out of groups, general insults lobbed at me whenever the teacher was away. Looking back it may seem like harmless child bickering, a regular part of life, but I couldn't take it, I really did not like having to deal with all the bullying and losing all my friends just seemingly for being myself. It didn't help that my teacher at the time hated my guts and used any opportunity to tell me about how EVERYTHING I EVER DO IS WRONG. It got to the point where I was honestly thinking of killing myself. It wasn't a good time. After I finished National School, I started Secondary School at 13, and I never fully integrated with the new way of life that's introduced when you start the "big boy" school. Suddenly it was all about swearing at every opportunity, taking up smoking and drinking, going to discos and trying to score as much as possible. I couldn't comprehend it, I couldn't understand it. After thinking that I could make new friends when starting the new school, I only ended up getting more abuse. It was this year that I was diagnosed with Aspergers. But I then got the impression that then the school was treating me like a second rate student. I would get angry very easily and there were a few occasions where I angrily stomped off. The last straw, though, I thought, was when they brought in a special needs assistant. I realise that they're important, but I really did not think that they suited me. She treated me like a moron who couldn't comprehend simple 2 + 2. It only got me down more and more and I would spend all my time at home on the computer, looking around at the internet, and it became an unhealthy obsession, spending every free moment because there seemed to be people at least who seemed to have the same interests as me on message boards, but it lead me to being sad again that things just weren't working out in my own life. But, I started taking a stand, I told the school I didn't want a special needs assistant, made them take her off (she's currently working with other people who need her a lot more) and started, well, just grew up a bit, I think. I paid attention in class, started talking to people I could at least a half-decent conversation with, did my junior cert and passed, and moved onto Transition Year for the past year where things have been mainly positive, making actual friends, doing cool stuff, although it hasn't all been good (I had a slight dip back into depression at the start of this year which was. not. fun.) I feel good about how much progress I've actually made in the last 5 years. Despite this though, I still feel slightly awkward about some things. I have friends, but I don't have anyone I can classify as a "really good friend". I still don't get many of the things people in my classes are into (drinking is one thing, the obsession with "going out" is another). and I still seem to break a social taboo once in a while. and I still tend to get angry with people at times. but life goes on, things are gonna change, I guess...

Mainly I am interested in music and books, television and films. I like photography and history, and I like to read about science but not necessarily learn about it from school. When I was younger I used to be obsessed with writing and would write my own stories constantly, but getting constant haggle from my parents and relatives "oooooh hows your writing?" I lost all the fun in it and I've stopped now. After taking a media class in school I've become interested in filming and I'm considering taking film studies after I leave school. I'm interested in travel and really want to live somewhere else when I'm older. Other cultures fascinate me and I'm bored of this place in general. I play the drums and have been playing for three years. It's become a very big interest of mine but I've yet to join or start a band, even though I do really want to.

Even though I didn't react kindly to my school giving me a special needs assistant, I am happy that I know about Aspergers because it at least gives me an explanation about how I am what I am and I thought joining this site would be a good way of discussing it with people as there doesn't seem to be that good of an opportunity in outside life.

err I think that's enough for an introduction, I didn't realise I typed that much. HI EVERYONE.

Welcome to WP!

Welcome to WP, high school kid! It seems that most of our "back stories" are similar here on this forum.

QUESTION TIME.

What's your favorite ice cream flavor?

Can you develop your own film?

Would you feel uncomfortable in a woman's clothing?

Do you write the way you speak?

These questions are optional. Please answer them. HI DAVID!

Hello, David - and welcome aboard the Wrong Planet.

Welcome!

welcome to WP David.
Your school experience seems very similar to mine. It can be rough being hassled and bullied for no reason. But don't let them change who you are. You appear to have taken control of your life very well, Looks like you're going to do ok.
My best friend in school was Irish and Im sure he was an aspie, we had a lot in common.

Oh, and I won't tell you my drummer jokes just yet

Hey, David. Welcome to Wrong Planet.

Strawberry. But with no bits, they're disgusting.



I'm playing around with cameras and editing software. I'm just starting out with that side of things. It'll be a learning process.



Last September my class went to an adventure centre and there was an all girl's school there as well. At the end of the day we were all in the one room with the centre's workers and they suggested that the boys from our class volunteer for something, three of us did (including me) and it turned out we volunteered to be taken by the all girl's school and be dressed up in their clothes and make up, and then they would set up a Miss Universe-style competition. I had to wear a bra (padded with tissues), pyjama trousers and colourful socks, had makeup plastered all over my face and had to go up and speak to people. Because I had no shame, I used the name Dianne and basically did a comedic routine when I stood up to be judged. What's more, I WON. They promised me a prize, I'm yet to receive it. It was funny, but the makeup was awful and the eyeliner didn't come off for three days.

So, I guess bras aren't so bad, but for social reasons I don't think I would. Also make-up sucks. (why did I just type all that?!)



I tend to slur some words together and talk too fast when I speak. But I do tend to start using fancy words when I speak and I do that when I type too so...


I love drummer jokes. How can you tell if it's a drummer at the door... he knocks three times then comes in late.

I know. I feel the same way about the chunks in peach.



You just typed all that because it was necessary to tell the story. Actually, more words are needed to tell a story; I'm sure it would have a greater impact if described in more explicit detail. It is a story that totally owns, by the way.

You're cool I like you. Welcome welcome.

Welcome here.

It was quite the day. I would have spared most of the details for fear of embarrassing myself and my memory tends to get a bit hazy... I remember that they wrote "Playboy Bunny" and "Call Me" on my chest (they didn't come off for days either!) and while I was on the table doing my bit one of the volunteers working there suddenly walked in and I started flirting with him to stick with the character. Having all that stuff was such a surreal experience... basically being thrown into a room with my shirt taken off to have all these girls practically feeling me up (that part, admittedly, was AWESOME).

Hopefully some day I'll have other less embarrassing anecdotes to introduce myself with...

Welcome to WrongPlanet, and welcome to my 60s time warp.

Welcome to Wrong Planet!

Hi. Welcome to WP. Hope you like it here.

You're from Galway I see? That's a place I'd like to visit in the near future. Fly into Knock and take it from there.

I haven't heard that one. I heard a similar singer joke... How can you tell if a singer is at your door... he can't find his key and you have to tell him when to come in.
Another drummer joke is...how can a guitarist park in the handicapped spot? He puts drumsticks on the dash.
ok ok I'll be fair and give you a guitarist joke.
What do you call a guitarist without a girlfriend?... Homeless.

Hello David, welcome, enjoy your stay on the Wrong Planet!