originally posted in:The Friends List
Do you think you're popular around the website? I'm curious to see what proportion of people think they're hot stuff on these boards.
I know most of you don't care, nor think it matters, and you're right because it doesn't. I just wonder what everyone's self-perception is.
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So long as I'm happy.
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I'm popular everywhere
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I doubt anyone knows who I am.
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I dunno fam [spoiler]The epic duck is coming [/spoiler]
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Yes, obviously.
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I'm not popular here, or will ever be. I'm not even aiming to be popular here; I'm just here because the other forums I'm in is frickin' kid-friendly.
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Lol nope. I doubt anyone remembers me.
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Nope!!! La Castaña!!!
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I'm infamous
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Alright people of the Flood, reply to me with either a yes or no - yes if you see me a lot, no if you don't.
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I am like the moldy corner in your bathroom. I'm there, but you don't bother to do anything about it.
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Am I?
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No. I don't think so.
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I have no friends
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I'm kinda a big deal.
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28 followers fite me
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I'm sure some may recognise me, but I'm not famous
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At one point, I must have been. That point has passed. Now, I am simply a name, with a personality only a few know. But the Sunbro will rise again, in due time. \'[T]/
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I don't know, am I?
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No one knows who I am lmao
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No clue.
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Just passing by
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Meh, I used to be friends with everyone back in the day.
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My guess is an average of 400 floodians post a day, I have 30 followers so it can be assumed I'm known by at least 60 members. I consider myself scarcely recognisable 2/10 on the popular scale.
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Dear flood, I am one of you. I read all the conversations and try to fit in, but society blocks me out. In other words, I'm that one guy at the party that you don't know. I never stood out, never had a girlfriend, never hung out with the cool kids, and was never noticed. I now know after years of being me, it is my moment to shine, to be seen, to be loved. My story begins as me being a child in a small house with two older brothers. They always ignored me and never asked for my help, even though I offered. I went through school being shy, trying to fit in. I had a crush on this one girl named Hannah. She was beautiful, and smart. I couldn't stop thinking about her everyday. I was too scared to ask her out, and never got the chance to. One day I decided to finally be brave enough to tell her my feelings for her. I looked for her to tell her, until I finally found her in this old hallway in our school, kissing another boy. I watched, and they didn't see me, because their eyes where deeply connected together. I ran. I didn't know where to go, and there were tears coming out of my eyes as I ran through the school. I hid in between two vending machines the whole day and cried. I was a loner, and my heart was broken. I tried to be nice to everyone, but no one cares if your nice, they care if your cool or rich. I didn't understand how the world treats people who don't fit in. My name is Ben, and this is my story. Never be afraid to tell someone you love them, or you might be to late. Be courageous.