Nothing smells worse than rotting fruit...
-
Welcome to Autism Forums, a friendly forum to discuss Aspergers Syndrome, Autism, High Functioning Autism and related conditions.
Your voice is missing! You will need to register to get access to the following site features:- Reply to discussions and create your own threads.
- Our modern chat room. No add-ons or extensions required, just login and start chatting!
- Private Member only forums for more serious discussions that you may wish to not have guests or search engines access to.
- Your very own blog. Write about anything you like on your own individual blog.
We hope to see you as a part of our community soon! Please also check us out @ https://www.twitter.com/aspiescentral
-
Another day, another dollar. Be safe everyone.
Someone fell today, and it was my fault (though I had just finished mopping). On the outside, my face was as blank as wood, but on the inside I was hopping she was okay and didn't need any surgery.
I often have trouble whenever someone asks me to change my plans. It kinda sends me through a loop, and wrecks my routine.
What hurts me a lot is being called mean whenever I come across as a little unemotional or abrasive because I can't quite hack social niceties.
Anybody else love doing puzzles?
Ever had to deal with passive-aggressive people? It's even more annoying than dealing with normal aggressive people. Luckily, I had some people to handle these situations with me.
I hate public restrooms...
I hate it when I don't get the correct words out of my mouth...
It sure was loud at the house today. I'm not really that into sports (college or otherwise), so I didn't watch. My ears can only handle so much...
Sometimes, I needed to be reminded of my limits; both physically and mentally.
One day, I hope I would do or make something that changes the world.
They say all the best people are crazy, but I believe that all the best people think differently.
Should I be worried if I'm starting to get less shifts by the week? I hate when people are being vague with me; I'm so bad at reading between the lines.
Whenever I'm in a conversation with other people, I usually get so caught up with trying to listen to what they're saying that I actually forget to actually listen to what they're saying.
It's pretty amusing when I look at my past grades, and noticed that I did well in certain reoccurring areas but only mediocre in others. Not surprising, they all have something to do with my special interests.
Sometimes my thoughts can keep me so preoccupied at night that I don't feel like sleeping very much even when I should.
I can't even remember the last Saturday that I didn't have to work.
Ever had those moments when you just got back from the store, and then sometime later something breaks, and you have to go back to the store to replace it?
I had to buy a new bowl today for lunch because my sister took my favorite bowl to work today. I could've used the other bowls in the cabinet, but I can't stand the color red.
-
Loading…
-
Loading…
-
Loading…