About 1,5 hour ago, my girlfriends aunt called, asking me for advice about a digital SLR camera for her daughter. So I spent about 20 minutes on the phone, digging up links and information about digital SLR's. While i was talking to her, my girlfriends grandmother called (I was on my girlfriends phone with her aunt) on my phone. About 5 minutes after i hung up the phone, her grandmother called back. She had a problem with her TV, and had been trying to call the daughter (my girlfriends aunt) to get som help. So she ask me if i can help. I jump in my car, and drive (im not trying to impress anyone, the drive is only about 5-7 minutes) to her house. She turned 80 a couple months ago, and technology is not her strong side... It turned out she put the TV signal reciever (or whatever it's called) on radio, and she was missing out on the 6'o clock news. I pressed the TV/radio button, and bam, the 6'o clock news was back. Just to be a good guy, I checked the cables in the back of her TV since her signal seemd a bit dodgy, and one of the SCART cables was not plugged in properly.
She wanted to give me something in return, even tho I insisted i didnt need anything, but anways, she gave me 4 tasty chocklate treats (2 for me and 2 for my girlfriend).

I bring you proof:
Photo of the treats my girlfriends grandmother gave me:
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Screendump of the camera i recommended for my girlfriends aunt (Nikon D5000)
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I'm fireman,

cant say more.

Today my mum needed help ironing some wrinkled clothes, her right arm ached.
Np for me, on impulse i jumped in and finished the remaining clothes.
I think, its something social what a 16 year old boy can do sometimes for his mother.
We always have to remember what they are doing for us, and can show our gratitude with some minor guestures.
Some will say, lol he helped his mum ironign wtf noob. But sometimes the little things in the world are making us happy and the people which are around us. Anyhow its nice to have a family which is supporting each other like this and not mucking around like: NO MUM WTF I HAVE TO PLAY COUNTERSTRIKE. Everybody should sacrifice at least some minutes for his mother or father, if they need us. It's a kind of implicitness and respect which every child should have to his family.

In addition I made a video.
I think the video speaks for itselfs, so i wont add more words and just post the link.

http://www.myvideo.de/watch/7454274/raLa_ironing

(had to upload it here cause youtube didn't work) .

Sorry for the bad quality was a handy cam.
Well, the movie ain't be something special though it was some fun to make it and as well it amplifies the relationshipt between me and my mother. Like I said upon those little things are important. I guess the point isn't really that i helped my mother ironing. The point rather is that I spend some time with her cause many mum's feel left alone because they see her child less and less when it grows up due to school, partys, friends. The child just gets more oppetunitys to discover the world until we move away from home. So I think those little actions are sometimes nice and make my mum happy. In addition she had less work haha.

:)

Well, my good thing I've done went a bit like this.

I was walking down the street in London one day, and I saw this guy, Gordon Maloney I found out his name was. Well all that happened was, he needed a few quid to catch the bus across the city to see his sick dying wife in hospital. I gave him the money when so many others wouldn't. Made me feel good about myself.

That's all.

I have two stories of mine actually - one about the "best" good thing I've ever done, and the second about the "worst" good thing - you might find either rather amusing.

Firstly:
One year, when I was a little 11 years old Hans, mum came home from the shops in tears. She'd just been out to buy the christmas food, but somebody else had obviously been looking for a bargain and had mugged her and stolen her purse. She reported it to the police, who were, of course, no help whatsoever.
Seeing my poor mum so distraught, I had a bit of a brainwave: I'd go carol singing! The few posher streets in our area were always good for a few quid, so i donned my parker and set off, towing mum's shopping trolley with me (fortunately, she didn't notice me taking it).
Through the freezing wind and slushy snow i trudged, peddling my dodgy vocal talents from house to house. After 2 hours, I decided I'd had enough and called it a day. When I counted up my takings, the total was a little over £50. I was delighted! Scurrying as quickly as I could, I made my way to the local supermarket, where I filled the trolley with festive treats, including a fairly decent sized turkey. Every last penny went on shopping, from bread and milk to toilet rolls, everything I thought we'd (ever?) need. Feeling very pleased with myself, I towed the trolley home in the growing dusk.
I arrived home to see mum still red-eyed, worrying about how she'd cope without the food money. I showed her the trolley full of goodies and explained what I'd done.
I didn't expect the waterworks that followed! Mum absolutely sobbed her eyes out. In my tiny kiddy brain, I thought I'd done something wrong.
She gave me the biggest hug imaginable and kept right on crying.
We had a great christmas that year!
..that was some 18 years ago, but she still talks about 'round the relatives at christmases.

Now the second one? Alright..

Back at some point in 2006, I visited a gay club. I'm not gay - but my friend of many, many years had recently come out and was constantly demanding my presence on a 'boys' night out. He insisted and insisted that I joined him, citing as precedent the countless times he'd been 'bored to death' in straight clubs watching my futile attempts to pull.
He kind of had a point. Even after he came out, my mate still accompanied me to bars / clubs etc and acted as a great wing man. So I figured I owed him and agreed.
So on Saturday night we arrived at the appropriately named 'Hoist' located somewhere in deepest Vauxhall. This wasn't some fluffy camp Kylie love-in - more a dark and festishy affair under a railway arch, set to relentless nosebleed techno.

I didn't like it.

But I drank on through and soon I was shirtless and throwing my arms into the air, eliciting grins from leather clad, hairy-biker types and overly pumped body builders. Soon I need a wazz. My mate kindly agreed to escort me and we fought our way to the bog. The toilets were your standard layout of 4-5 cubicles and a massive 15ft long, old-school iron urinal. But this pissoir had an added feature that I'd never seen before in London's clubland...
When I say this urinal was long, it was deep too and came out about 3ft from the wall. I squeezed my way to a spot near the middle and was just about to unzip when I noticed the 'added feature'.

There was someone lying IN the fucking urinal.

In it.

Lying splayed out, wearing nothing but some sort of lycra bodysuit, covered in piss, fag butts and god-knows what else, was a human being, a person, a real live man. And he was lying in the piss in the fucking urinal.

In it.

'Oh how funny' said my mate, 'there's a Piss Boy here tonight, this you've gotta see...'

I stood down from my pissing position and looked on aghast as my mate and everyone else in the line peed freely over the bloke squirming in front of them. The regulars seemed non-plussed but I fought my way out of there. My friend followed and tried to explain away what I'd just witnessed. 'It's a fetish,' he said, 'quite a common one too and this IS a fetish club.' This was too much. So I adopted my earlier defence mechanism and tried to drink through it. I had three pints of strong lager in quick succession. I danced a bit. I smoked a lot. And then the inevitable happened. I needed to go. I really needed to go.So back to toilets I stumbled, desperately trying each of the cubicles before I had to face that urinal. They were all full of ketamine snorting, fisting oddballs. So I turned regretfully to the pisser. It was quieter now and there was only the one bloke - who'd already started to pack his meat away and leave.

So I took my chance. I walked over. I looked down. I looked down into the eyes of the piss-drenched maniac and I started to pee.

I pissed in his mouth. I pissed on his hair. I looked him straight in the eyes and then I pissed directly at them. I pissed in his ears. And I pissed up his nose.

He blubbered and gurgled appreciatively, his eyes never leaving mine as I continued, for what seemed like hours, to empty my full, foul-smelling bladder all over the freak.

And that, is the the most ashamed I've ever been. And also a "worst" and "best" thing together I've done to someone. In a way.. mmm!

C'est tout.

One day I came back from university and found my brother crying. He'd recently started playing
world of warcraft and just had just dinged lvl 80.
The poor child didn't have enough gearscore (an addon used on some
of the servers nowadays, to determine one's gear) to go to any raids, and because of that
he couldn't gear up. So, although I had some work to do, I put it all aside, logged into my
WoW account, and started spamming the trade chat: "Boosting my lil' brother in ToC25, taking up to
5 low geared people, everyone else gets 20gold each for joining the group". So, in about a half
an hour my group was ready to go. A nice thing that happened, is that people got pretty inspired
to help other low geared folk, and NONE of them even took any gold. In addition, we cleared not only
Trial of Crusade, but also most part of Ulduar25. The funny thing though, is that my brother
didn't get any gear. Although he got some achievements, and a really nice time. In conclusion,
I helped not only my bro, but also some random people, and I must add, that it wasn't all me: there were
a lot of people who helped for free, and for that I must thank them. Greets to Iva, Xyon, and all other nice folks on Al`Akir!:)

A few years ago, my neighbours husband (pretty old ppl) died. She was so broken down that she almost never showed up anymore outside her house. Normally she works alot in the garden they have (a really big one!), but since her husband died she never had the energy and mindset she had before.

It took me quite a few weeks to go to her and ask if there was anything we could do, bit scared to "infiltrate" in her personal life. But when I went over there, she was pretty suprised and happy to have someone to talk to. We had a long conversation about life and how she feels right know and how she see herself in the future. After that I told her I noticed that she really seems to like to work in the garden and that seems her way to forget the moment for a moment and made her head empty.

So I asked her if she would like me to help around the garden and make something beautifull from it. She was suprised and really happy I asked, cause she didn't had the energy to do it alone. So the week after, I went over there and we started to work out a plan about how she wanted her garden and what flowers, trees, ... she wanted in her new upcoming garden.
We decided and that was the spark! We worked in her garden for 2 weeks (in the vacation, non stop from 9h to 21h).
Together we gave her a new lawn, new flowers, new trees, new compartmens and even a little pond with fishes.

Today, our neighbour looks so much better, smile on the face, energy for 2 and never gets out of her garden again. Well only for sleep ;) And I still help her to cut her lawn cause she's getting a bit too old to do that.

She asked me lots of times what she can do for me to pay me back, but I always answer her "Nothing, just enjoy your garden!"

:)

It's seldome a person finds one of those big good deeds, you know.
I, in fact, have never gotten the opportunity. What I wish to tell you is on the other hand about how I act in my every day life.
I simply try to be a good guy and a friend to everyone. Holding up doors for people, helping my classmates with their homework, helping people up when they fall, surrender my seat to the elderly on the buss.. small things like that.
Even though I must say it's a blast to hear about people who fell asleep on the buss and woke up at the end station, I seem to wake them them up every time.

This passed winter on my way home from a party I saw this wasted dude sleping in a bus stop and it was about -10 degrees celcius. So I woke him up and stayed with him to make sure he got on his bus properly(at least I think it was his bus, he seemed rather confused :P).
Supposedly, he wouldve frozen to death unless it had been for me.
Okay, I guess someone else could have come along after me but it was quite late so lets assume the odds were against it, to favour me somewhat. It is a competition after all isn't it?

If for some reason, you've found the patience to read all of this, I wish to add that I try my best not to block in CS, Ive boosted my friends through about every dungeon pre-northrend and I'm the rare kind of persson who deals compliments instead of whining in HoN :)

Aloha,
I decided there was no good place for teens who write science fiction and fantasy to learn how to improve their craft. There are adult workshop, yes, but nothing for teens. It would have to be secure and centrally-located--with only the best (proven) teachers. I decided to make my own workshop. It was a struggle. I had to learn how to sign contracts for space, raise scholarship funds, find the right staff (all volunteer) and ask famous writers to help out. I had to figure out how to advertise, get a web page set up, design a program, deal with all the questions and problems. It takes me hours every week for no pay at all--and I've donated thousands of dollars to ensure every teen who gets in can afford to participate. It runs ten days every summer and we're now on our ninth summer. Alpha is one-of-a-kind. We've had students from all over the world.
http://alpha.spellcaster.org.
Just recently, I helped the former students set up a fund-raising site for the newest batch of young writers. Check out nedandjane.com for pictures and a list of where my students have published their work.
Lots of work, but well worth it.
Thanks for considering my effort helping others in the Beta Key Competition.
http://sff.net/people/diane

1. I am part of a grant my school got from M.I.T. for an idea we have. It is to make a more comfortable and cost effective wheelchair for injured veterans. We have been going around gathering information from these veterans, while also helping them and the troops in Iraq by helping to box and send food to them. We go to this project every Saturday, we have been doing this for the past 3 months or so. We have also been helping the veterans in their daily lives, and in return they are helping us with information for the wheelchairs. We are also helping a handicapped group of people who agreed to test them for us. http://siths.org/apps/news/show_news.jsp?REC_ID=113105&id=0&rn=6972860
2. I also met a person in WoW who can only play on 1 weekend a month because he comes from a broken home. He could only play that 1 weekend because he was at his fathers house and his time was limited. He really wanted to raid as an 80 since his toon was a 70 at the time. I spent a week leveling his account to 80 so he could play and raid like he wished to.

Hi Sk gaming. I am doing everyday something good, in my opinion a lot of these things are little things for me, but i don t know is that little for other people which i am helping.

I know something in Photoshop CS4/ Illustrator CS4, i am making some nice designs, it s my hobby, also i know a lot about computers.

Some local CS and Dota clans wanted from me to design their symbols and one image, i know that they don t have much money, so i worked for them for free, although that took me about 1 day, they were pretty happy when i finished, i told to them if they need my help to call me when they want.

http://www.sk-gaming.com/photo/210554
http://www.sk-gaming.com/photo/210553

One guy asked me to help him. He wanted from me to make one image for his site, i did it for free, althouth i was making it for about 3 days.

http://www.sk-gaming.com/photo/210552

Before one month (something like that) i learned my friend about Photoshop CS4 / Illustrator CS4 basics, and he was pretty happy that finally he knows something in those massive programs.

Everyday i am active on one on the best IT forums in my country, i help them choosing what CPU, graphic, or anything else is best for their money, if they have any problem i solve it to them, daily i spent there 2-3 hours, and i do that absolutely free, only because i want to help other people, and to teach them something new about computers, instead that they pay to some computer school to teach them.

I help a lot my friends in school. I am the best pupil in the class, when we have paper checking (sorry for my bad english), i always help them, and they get one mark better. They thank me doing that, although sometimes i get bad mark, i am happy that they are happy.

And one more thing. My friend and me were walking one day to play in LAN Warcraft III TFT, while we were crossing the street, my friend didn t see digger ( http://www.freefoto.com/images/21/09/21_09_6---JCB-Digger_web.jpg ), i pulled him fast backward, and saved him, after that he said thanks :). If i didn t saved him he would be in pretty bad shape after that.

I have a lot of other litthe things, but in my opinion these are major. I like helping other people, also if sometimes it takes me a lot of time, i am happy when other people are happy.

I proved some things here, but for some things i don t have any pictures or videos to prove, i think that you believe me.

Sorry for my bad English !

Now is 00:02 - 00:03 on CET time, i think that contest is over ?

When I was a little kid out in the country I once took in a helpless zergling. Its front legs were riddled with bullet holes from marines and the hind legs were burnt to a crisp from what I imagine to be from a firebat. Needless to say it could not stay alive by itself and the other zerg had long left the area. I can’t say why to this day I felt pity for the creature but I carefully built a makeshift sled for the zergling and pulled him to the barn to take care of him. I built a cage for it and for months I fed him various small critters from the surrounding countryside. Sure some days he would take swipes at me trying to disembowel me, but I thought that maybe if given enough time it would come to recognize me as a friend. A little after a year I noticed that he was no longer as aggressive and I was beginning to think I was getting through to the zergling. It became my best companion that I could always go to when feeling lonely or misunderstood because it would know best about being misunderstood. Well, one day I worked up enough courage to unlock the cage. I will never forget that day. To my surprise his legs were healed enough that it leapt out of the cage and landed on me. I wasn’t sure what to think, if it was going to kill me or not. I was frozen in fear on the ground. In the end, I will never know if I had impacted the zerg for at that instant my father came out of nowhere and started shooting at it with his rifle. Well it jumped off of me and ran away wounded never to be seen again. I’d like to think I made a difference, although I will never be able to be sure. However, to this day no zerg have ever came back to fight on this land since that day. Whether it be the zerg, backstabbers, newbs, or hackers perhaps we can make a difference if we treat others with kindness and generosity. Good luck everyone.

http://gimpybob.weebly.com/

So, funny story really.

It was my first year at my boarding school and I sort of had a crush on a girl that lived in the room next to mine. The school's students lived in small houses spread around the area of the school, where there was 1 boys room with 3 boys and 1 girls room with 3 girls in each house and I was lucky to share house with this super cute girl who I liked, but was too much of a chicken to make a move on at the time (it was only a few months into the semester).

So anyway, one night I wake up in the middle of the night, like 2 in the morning or something, by the sound of something walking in through our front door. Still sort of groggy and not fully conscious, I hear someone silently walking through our hallway. I don't really pay much attention to it, thinking it was probably just one of the girls out for some fresh air or a smoke or something. But then suddenly I hear the sound of someone loudly banging on the door to the girl's room, followed by the sound of someone violently forcing the door open. I can hear the girls screaming and at that point I jump the fuck out of my bed and walk out on the hallway. The door to their room was open and it was completely dark, when I hear one of the girls "OMG ARE YOU GOING TO RAPE US?" and then a loud, growly voice yelling "I WILL IF YOU DON'T SHUT THE FUCK UP AND GET YOUR ASSES OUTSIDE!". Someone scumbag is up to trouble is what I'm thinking. He hadn't seen or heard me yet and as I slowly sneaked into the room my heart started pumping hard. When I enter the room, I see a tall, scrawny-looking black figure leaning over my loved ones bed. The figure suddenly turns around, facing me, and I see that he's wearing a god damn hockey mask, Jason Vorhees style. I went into some kind of shock. It fucking terrified me, like I was in a scene from a crappy horror movie. I instantly push the man away from her and kick him in the stomach with all my strenght. The man falls backwards and trip over a chair, making he fall flat on his back. It was ecstatic. Standing victorious over him, I felt like the god damn Batman for a moment. I had just saved the girl I love from being raped by a freaking psychopath. It was better than any move I could ever possibly do to get her to love me. The next thing that happens is one of the girls turning on the light in the room and saying "dude, what the fuck are you doing?", quickly followed by the man standing up, ripping of his mask and roaring "WHAT THE FUUUUCK ARE YOU DOING??!?!" - It was my gym teacher.

Turns out it was all part of a sort of midnight fun run, where all the teachers would dress up in scary outfits and wake up all the students. Some of the students were told to play along to make it even scarier apparently - one of them being the girl. So there I am, standing in underpants in the girls room, with all the girls laughing at me and my gym teacher completely red in the face with burning rage. I sure felt stupid. But not as stupid as the day after, when my teacher felt like subtly punishing me. Let's just say I ended up with blisters all over my hands from climbing ropes.

So yeah, not really a good deed per say, but I had good intentions all along and that counts too, you know :)

I wont flame here. That must be a good thing

I havent done anything as dramatic as alot of those above... sadly, but today i went to my grandma to make her a cop of coco as she's a bit forgetfull she doesnt like to turn on the heat on the oven, she was happy, and we had a nice day :) anyways, gl to all

Well I didn't do one absolutely great thing, but it's a couple of things I do pretty much every week.

At rush hours sometimes when you are riding a bus there are no empty seats and an old person comes by. Usually you don't see anyone my age going up but well I do.

I help a blind guy cross the street when I see one in need of help a lot of people are afraid of touching them or for some other reason I don't know.

I used to visit my grandmother once a week (before she died) she lives kind of far away. I cooked breakfast with her every morning I visited and we sit together for some time. My mother told me later it was one of her(my grandmother's) best times.

I just recently lost about 20 kilograms (over 3 months) and have been helping a lot of my nerd (another word for fat) friends lose some weight as well.

Took my mom to see her first 3-D movie last week. My post is short and easy to read. Oh yeah, and I NEVER hack. How's that?

I visited Japan a few weeks ago, and i was riding a public train. I saw an old woman and saw no open seats. So i decided to give her my seat, even though i could not even converse with this person. She thanked me, and when the person next to her got off, even though we had no way to communicate with eachother, we just happily looked at eachother, and it made me feel happy, that i was able to make friends with someone completely of a different race, and who i cant even communicate with.

contest was over at 0:00 Cet

Tell SK gaming a story, in the comments section of this post, about something good you've done for someone else recently.

one thing i done recently was for my dog(wesite) bobby since he was puppy he had rubber toy duck that he always use to play and when he went to bed at night always use to put it next to his bed with his teddy and in morning he would pick it up and bring it in the living room but as he older now and nearly 1 and half the duck has seen better days from fighting so good thing i did recently was go and buy him brand new bigger duck like pic below the reason i know this was good as when he gets excited he bounces about like a deer so thats why i know i did good thing

http://yfrog.com/jyppets5918665dtj

nice

I hate doing good things.

Do i win the key now? :D

I've done many great things in my life. I don't know where to start.

One time, my brother needed his homework done. Being the noble man I was, I decided to help him out. Upon approaching his homework and getting started, I looked at the overall content of it. It was simple division and multiplication. I asked myself, "How the hell can you not get this?!", as I smacked my brother's cranium with my backhand. This should be easy. My brother was however, 16 years younger than me and I figure I should cut the poor lad some slack. I then decided to teach it to him and help him do his homework. As I finished helping him out, Chuck Norris came out of no where and roundhouse kicked my brother and I in the face. We were bleeding profusely. Chuck Norris then ran out of the window and disappeared into the distance. I swore to myself, "FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUuu" and I swore to myself to never perform a good deed again.

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