I used to daydream through most meetings and assemblies. I had several alternative realities that I would slip into, running movies of the plots I made up in my head. Then I would outline them. I worked out some pretty clever plots, that I ended up throwing away because they were mixed in with my assembly notes, and I did a purge when I disassociated. I regret that part now, because while I can remember the gist of each of my alternate realities (I had 6), and a number of the plot lines, I can't remember how most them played out. I still think a few had screen play potential, but I can't recapture the details of how I developed the stories. When my mom would notice that I wasn't actually taking notes, she would make me put away my notebook. Then I would daydream about guys, sex, and was quite gifted at "fully realizing my fantasies" by crossing and recrossing my legs at just the right time in my daydreams. I wish I could have been doing something more productive with my time, now. All those days wasted. I calculated that I spent about 245 24-hour days in kingdom halls, at assemblies, conventions, memorials, and special talks in my life. Ackk! Shoshana
What did you day dream about at assemblies?
by lastcall 52 Replies latest jw friends
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Eric
Before puberty kicked it, I used to imagine that I was actually there in the rented arena or gymnasium to see a troupe of trained trapeeze monkeys. Some of the stunts those monkeys could pull! Breathtaking stuff.
Onset of puberty, before I knew what to do about it, I volunteered for kitchen duty. Standing over that vat of steaming potatoes with my thick wooden masher, thrusting it up and down, sweat beading up in places no sweat had gone before...was oddly satisfying. The monkeys were on their own.
After puberty, I just cut out from the assembly and took girls out on the town, some my age, some a bit older. Sightseeing, walk through the park, out for lunch, whatever. Breathtaking stuff.
After sixteen, it didn't matter, I was out on my own.
Eric
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joannadandy
It is so good to know I'm not the only pervert in the crowd...
So many sexually frustrated bodies packed into an auditorium...*starts to daydream again*
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Stacy Smith
Elsewhere:
All the hot little verginal sisters walking around the convention in their tight little dresses.
Oh they weren't all virgins, trust me and sometimes loose clothes got a little more attention, especially when slowly bending over to pick up that notebook allowing a little more than just cleavage to show.
Good trick with the cheerios lastcall.
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fairy
knock off time
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ChimChim
I would always sit there, try to pay attention, but i would slowly wonder off and think about me playing at a play ground with my friends like i usualy did... and when it was gonna be over.
Or i would draw.
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UpAndAtom
I would have never let those Nazi bastards hurt you, I would have bounced all over there asses!
LOL Best laugh I've had on these boards ever!
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freedom96
I dreamed about some of the girls around. Other than that, I tried hard to think about anything but what the speaker was saying.
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starfish422
I usually was engrossed by the cute guys from other KH that I only got to see at assemblies and conventions. :)
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franklin J
I daydreamed when the program got too long. What else COULD a child do? When I was very young my parents gave me a pencil and paper to draw or crayons and coloring books.
To this day, I think it is a terrible thing to expect children to sit there and do nothing through all those hours. The memories I have are not always so pleasant.
This is not a child friendlly religion.
ps. I like the scenario where the speaker is taken at gun point.