My sister called last night. My father had been to the ER twice, picked up by an ambulance and spirited to a trauma center 50 miles away with renal failure. Apparently he lost his appetite and stopped eating. On December 16. I've since talked to him. He's cranky, which means he'll live. He's been castigated by one and all for thinking it's okay to stop eating for three weeks. This is a guy who figured "it'll make its own way back" when his biceps tendon popped out of the groove in his humerus at the spry young age of 71. Here's what he got my daughter for her birthday: It was mine. He "restored" it. I told him it was a lovely gift, very thoughtful. It showed up two weeks after her birthday so I spent an afternoon cleaning it up with a Magic Eraser and a bottle of simple green, as it was disgusting. I called and talked to him on Christmas (no mention of the "haven't eaten in nine days" problem) to thank him for the thoughtful, touching gift. He mentioned he hadn't really intended to give it to her at all - the one I have was mine but he wasn't looking for it. He was looking for my sister's, because he wanted to restore it for my sister's kid, except in digging around to find my sister's record player he managed to find mine, which we'd lost in the move when I was four, and which nobody thought to replace at the time. So then he kept digging around until he also found my sister's and cannibalized mine for parts, but there weren't enough, so he had to buy another one on eBay, at which point there were enough parts to build my sister's kid two. The leftover bits were cobbled together into the thing he decided my kid should have for her birthday. A week after it. Just in time to ship shit off to my sister's for Christmas. So, merry Christmas. I mean, he could have said "you're welcome." But for some reason he related better by letting me know that my daughter is always going to be an afterthought compared to my sister's kids. Kind of how he didn't come out for Thanksgiving because "he doesn't much like children" but he'll be coming out in January or so because "he has a new grandson" (my sister's). I dunno. I'm glad he'll be okay. We have a better relationship now than we did most of my life - swedishbadgergirl mentions her relationship with her parents; at 17 I threatened my dad with a machete and he threatened me with a hammer. It's one reason I slept in the car a lot. But I also resent that he had his girlfriend call his daughter, who has a 2-month-old baby, rather than his son, who's married to a doctor. And I worry what it says about me that I'm mostly faced with existential dread from the prospect of straightening out his estate, not so much his actual death. I used to worry that I was a sociopath because I just didn't give a shit about anyone in my family, and could demonstrate chapter and verse how they didn't give much of a shit about me. But now I have a family of my own and I cherish everything about them. I can't imagine doing to my daughter what my parents did to me. I don't even understand how it could happen. Which either means my parents are terrible people, and any emotions I feel toward them are totally wasted, or I was one hell of a wretched kid. Which, of course, is where I naturally go. My sister likes to say "kleinbl00 loves us all plenty, he just doesn't like us very much." I'm not even sure that's true. Anyway. Your daily dose of oversharing.
As they say, Friends are the family you choose. I hope you feel you have great friends that can compensate in some way for your difficult family.
Hey, man. My plumbing matches my plans. I'm doin' great by and large. Every now and then shit like this pops up and then I get back to the stuff I did on purpose, as opposed to the stuff that happened to me. It's all good. nonetheless, thanks for your kind words.
Your family never ceases to amaze. That said, thank you for posting that pic, I had one of those as a child too and it brought back fond memories. I'd love to get one for my son.
They make 'em! That's the other funny thing - my parents split up in 2007. They don't talk. My mother got her a brand new one for her birthday (on time, even!). The new ones aren't the old ones, though. The old ones were a music box with records that tinkled the chimes like a player piano. You wound it up and it spun. the new ones are digital; you still wind 'em up but the winding does nothing more than spin the platter and spin an encoder that tells the synthesizer to play. The records have big fat grooves on them that depress two or more of four buttons in the playhead. The songs are triggered by different combinations of button presses. They sound pretty good but not nearly as awesome as the old ones. But hey - the old ones are easier to work, and they slow down delightfully as they wind down. The new ones always start songs at the beginning and play them at perfect tempo until they stop.
MY WEEK 1. In a word? Awful. 2. In more words? Week long argument with boyfriend over extremely stupid, high school grade shit (apology to users in high school) culminating in me being dumped via text message two days ago. 3. Don't get too mad at him, I did tell him if he was going to dump me to just fuckin' do it over text. 4. After a day of (apparently) both of us so distraught we each were crying at work, we talked last night and are going to try and put this behind us. kleinbl00 should be happy that I put in my all at trying to make this happen. I emotionally invested, I opted not to be that person who, once dumped, turns a cold shoulder and refuses to care any longer, and is Proud. (Don't believe that people do that? I do that.) I continued to reach out and finally asked that he not let this be the end if he did not really feel it had to be. 5. I don't believe in "the one" but I love this person dearly and had expected to have him in my life for a very long time. He made me extremely, heart-burstingly happy. There are absolutely things we have to work on. Clearly we are shit at arguing with each other. This is one of his first relationships so he doesn't have a lot of experience which can make things more difficult. 6. Not everyone, maybe here, definitely in my 'real life,' will agree with this decision we have made to try and continue the relationship. That's okay. I don't expect everyone to understand and who has the capacity to say this is a 'right choice' or not? I, personally, need to feel as if I have given this every last shot. Does that mean if we break up in the future, for realskies, it's going to be that much worse? Well, yeah. But I'll burn that bridge when I come to it. 7. YES IM GOING TO GET LAID SOON AND ITS GOING TO BE AWESOME REPENTANT WE-REALLY-LOVE-EACH-OTHER SEX
I cold shoulder the fuck outta people too. It's just easier when you're feeling all hurt. Congrats on being open with yourself, it's tough to do when it comes to intimate relationships a lot. Considering how hard it is to find someone to connect with on an intimate level I think it's totally worth trying as hard as you can to make it work, even if it's a bit rough at times. Good luck!
Oh no, I do that too (sometimes I feel like we're too similar). Except for the proud part, replace that with indifference and that's it. I think a lot of people do that though. Anyway, I think you made the harder decision and I'm "Proud" of you for doing that. Hope it ends up being a good decision.I opted not to be that person who, once dumped, turns a cold shoulder and refuses to care any longer, and is Proud. (Don't believe that people do that? I do that.)
Do more of what makes you happy. There is a wonderful Swedish woman who everyone is Sweden has a weird relationship with (she is the only Swedish celebrity with her own gif blog.) She expresses herself wonderfully and she said that in a very eloquent way. I love hearing her speak and reading her stuff because she speaks in metaphors constantly and in that slightly hurried way that bilingual people sometimes do when they are only able to speak one language but think in both. I am really impressed she manages to make that sound so intelligent and self-evident. Anyway. I have a high fever and can manage to get high on ibuprofen and apparently my natural setting is VERY creepy because that is what i default to.
You know a while back I said I was feeling unwanted? Yeah well I've been slowly realizing that it's because I AM unwanted. I guess the brain loves to protect it's ego. Well I'm definitely not going to be lonely my entire life because nobody wants to speak to a <whatever they call someone everybody dislikes>
I'm going to start really looking at how I act socially and what can be improved, I've done this before but this time I won't do it on my own. I've already "fixed" everything I would consider negative, but evidently what I consider negative about my social skillset doesn't match that of people I want to be friends with. As a homeschooled 14 year old, I don't get much opportunity to meet people at all. Everyone I do know is from something I go to once a week with about 40 people, so there's no room at all for screwing up. But like I said, I've done this before and I spent like 6 months fixing literally everything I could find, this time I will be using resources from http://www.reddit.com/r/DecidingToBeBetter/ and hopefully other people's feedback(Do you think this is a good idea?).
<pariah>, maybe? But that's not helpful. I will look at that subreddit ... huh. It seems like a place for approaching-middle-aged people who have screwed up their lives or had them screwed up externally. The top thread doesn't fill me with confidence. Stop drinking soda, and realize that some things just don't work out. If anything I bet it's negative reenforcement because every third post is "I'm 28 and I don't have any friends." Makes it seem like the norm. It's not. Humans are social animals. You'll be fine. Anyway, if you're actually 14 that's kinda mind-boggling. When I was 14 I made pizzas and wasted all my time. If I'd had a work ethic instead... would have been nice. Question: what have you "fixed"? Are you sure you need fixing, and not everyone else? It seems narcissistic to think that way, but it's worth considering without bias. -- hubski says we've had four "interactions," but can't seem to find them. Let's buck that trend and start having conversations. You seem like a good guy/girl to talk to.
I think it originated from a self-hate fueled "you suck" spree where I critisized literally everything I did, including the way that I critisized myself. Then I realized I could actually be productive and constructively critisize everything I do. I can't remember much of it because it was like 2 years ago, but the kind of things people post in /r/im14andthisisx was a main one(I hadn't heard of those subs back then).
if you're actually 14
I kinda cheated there, I turn 15 in 12 days. I can't decide what to ask my parents to get for my birthday. Do you remember what you got on your 15th?Question: what have you "fixed"? Are you sure you need fixing, and not everyone else? It seems narcissistic to think that way, but it's worth considering without bias.
hubski says we've had four "interactions," but can't seem to find them. Let's buck that trend and start having conversations. You seem like a good guy/girl to talk to.
You too, let's!
I asked because there are things to change and things to leave alone. No one should be perfect, nor can they be. By 15 my parents and I were on nods-when-you-get-home-from-work terms, so I doubt it was much of an event. A pretty good guess, actually, is that they paid the fee so I could play spring baseball in a league with my friends. I think that was my de rigueur present for a long time. It's partially my fault; I never asked them for anything and never spent any time at my house so they didn't have many clues to go on. If you have all the material possessions you need, ask them to take you somewhere. Like a little road trip. Or tickets to something, for you and them, you and friends, you by yourself, whatever. Put some thought into it and they'll be happy because they'll know they're getting you something you care about enough to reflect on.
You'd be surprised how many people don't learn this through even their 20s (Constructive criticism). I've met many a cynic who lived to shoot down the ideas of others.Then I realized I could actually be productive and constructively critisize everything I do.
Ugh, yes. I have so many friends - that I do like - that have this idea that putting everything down makes them seem cool and not just sad.
Okay, you sound like me a year ago. Don't worry. The way people show they love you is by putting up with your shit. (in-reasonable quantities) At least I tell myself that.
Oh my god... you should have seen me when I was 11/12.
I think it was like 120 messages I sent to a girl I liked while she was ignoring me(It was on Skype so she did get them just no response.) Her friend had to tell me to shut up because something extremely cringey I said crossed the line. Is there a version for Twitter? if not I'm definitely making one, this would be great for me.
Oh lord you poor soul. This is how the Internet makes it worse for people learning the social ropes in their pre- and adolescence. It used to be so much harder to contact someone. You could use a landline and call someone, leaving a message on the family machine or with the family, or you could use the actual Mail, or you could see them in person. Time hop covers all social media platforms I can imagine.
It doesn't - I think. I mean everyone does it. I am/was a wallflower but since we all followed each other on facebook I would occasionally have really passionate and honest conversations with them when I/them felt like it. We did that - oh, you think that is bad - I once... That can be very liberating in small amounts.
arguewithatree and I talk about how unendingly grateful we are for not having the internet so much when we were kids. The idea of having to see the things we said and did permanently there, reminding us of our stupidity. Especially youtube and complete ubiquity of cameras and video. I mean, I think the oldest thing I would have would be IRC logs from when I was ~13. Fuck, I didn't even have a cell phone until high school.
Oh, it's a iOS/Android app. My iPod 4th gen is still using iOS 4, updating it means I need to find that mystical substance my ancestors spoke of, "Effort" I think it was called. I might mess around with Twitter4j's library just to log every tweet without mentions I send and then DM me it when it's a year old
Shameful admittance time - I've had the same fanfiction account since I was I think 11? It is a really nice place to learn writing. Now I have an story around 11,000 words that 100 people have read the whole way through.
14 year old me didn't have any friends. 14 year old me tried desperately to fit in with 'friends' that didn't care. You're already ahead of my past self. If there's one thing I've learned since then is that whoever you are now, whatever state you're in, it won't last forever and it can be changed. You have more power to change yourself and your environment than you think. More practical advice would be to seek out clubs or sports and meet new people. If your friends don't fit you any more, just slowly back out of interactions with them and find better friends, friends that don't make you feel unwanted.
This is great advice, thank you so much. My friends are great, caring people, I'm very lucky to (I hope) have them.
Which is probably why I'm so upset at the thought of them not liking me. I am going to start going to a youth club soon though, hopefully that will help.
"The reason we struggle with insecurity is because we compare our behind-the-scenes with everyone else’s highlight reel." It's great that they are caring people. Judging by what you say, you care too. That means that even if you happen to screw up, you can usually fix it by explaining that you had the right intentions. We all make mistakes.
I feel like we might all be the same person. Except luckily for my social development it is illegal to home school in Sweden except if you have a damn good reason. I mean i can learn stuff on my own but life is so much better if you try to be nice to everyone. Then they will tolerate you telling them to fuck off when you're really angry.
I don't have any siblings even - and already WITH school I'm VERY awkward. It's not personal -you seem wonderful. I'm just not sure I would have gotten over thinking that me being smart outweighed the times when I was a dick if I didn't learn from classmates.
That home schooling doesn't do much for social development which makes sense considering most home schools have classes of one, or one+my siblings, which really doesn't help you learn how to relate to people who you aren't related to. Jesus Like if you wanna learn what dating is like, home school is probably not the option for you
Yes, but, ynno, probabilities of doing so are markedly lower and, ynno, it's not possible to replicate the same sheer population of people as you'd meet, ynno, at a public high school. Facts, ynno, or did your mom not teach them to you, ynno? I could expound, ynno, but, ynno, it's like its just not worth it, ynno? It is highly likely that if you are homeschooled and seek out opportunities for socialization beyond your extremely limited high school home school environment, you will seek out groups that are bound together by common interests you already know or believe you share. That means you won't be introduced to interest groups you may not have previously been interested in. That means you won't be be introduced to anyone in any capacity who you do not perceive you have some sort of pre existing common interest with. By very nature of these facts you allow yourself to filter who you meet, even if they are in your same age range, by preconceived interests, a luxury which a public or even semi private high school will never afford you. Wanna fuckin, ynno, go on? Because, ynno, I can.
Got me good. Is ynno an insult now? I thought I was a master of all the dank maymays. But uh, anyway, that's why there are so many homeschooling clubs n' shit. Half because the kids need socializing, half to get them out of the goddamn house for 5 seconds. The parents probably get tired of homeschooling before the kids do. EDIT: Love that edit. Didn't know this was a sensitive topic.
Because you insult me with every word you write? EDIT: You know what, getting buttmad is probably what you want. I remember you saying in the other thread that you liked /r/subredditdrama. I don't know how to respond without taking the b8. I seem to have done so already.
I like SRD, bud. But I'm not enjoying this. Reddit is a clusterfuck of people all asserting their opinions as if they are fact (at times), but trolling and it's poisonous ilk don't do well here, it's a small enough community that members doing so can be completely ignored. Ref isn't trolling, or seeking to get a rise out of you in any way, but is bothered by what she interpreted as condescension, which also doesn't do well here, unless it's completely merited. Granted, that's a fine line, but we all walk it and value those who show self awareness about it. You actually even find people apologizing and coming to an agreement, too. I may have missed some stuff in ya'lls conversation (I am so not reading all of this), but, for the sake of your blood pressure and the stress levels of those around you, I offer this platitude: |PICK YOUR BATTLES WISELY
Fuck it, I'm taking it: Why are you being a prick? I'm usually the prick in these types of situations. The only thing I can think of is because I said "ynno." Is that it? I'm kinda lost. If this is a win/lose the argument thing, sure, you win. I just don't get why. Honestly. I'm not even being sarcastic or anything, I really do want to know. Was it something I did? And on an unrelated note: do you like cottage cheese? If so, what do you put on it when you run out of pepper? My mouth is feeling sad eating this unseasoned stuff. Ciao!
1) Your original comment, which I replied to, was sarcastic/off-put in tone. You sounded offended. You didn't sound as if you truly wanted to have a level conversation about whether or not home schooling can be, absolutely 100% of the time is, or sometimes-but-not-always can be/is detrimental to social development. Which, by the way, to my mind, is an easy conclusion to draw - that home-schooling absolutely can have detrimental effects on youth socialization and in many cases does. I'm aware that some people choose to home-school their children so they can indoctrinate them in their religious dogma, for instance. Even if you were in a "home school" of 50 kids I think this would have a negative impact on socialization (since fringe beliefs are isolating) and it wouldn't be possible in a public school, where even if your teachers AREN'T teaching evolution the simple fact and variety of the classmates around you means you are more likely to be introduced to ideas that challenge the ones your parents have driven into you your whole life. That doesn't mean homeschooling always has a negative impact. That just means it's easy for it to do so. 2) Your next comment, in which you used "ynno." First, not a word. Second, the phrase "you know" is used conversationally when stating the facts, general rules that most or all audiences would understand; hence, "they know" to what is referred. It is an expression of general social awareness. What you're stating doesn't qualify. Which leads me to my third point: because you weren't stating a general "rule of thumb" fact that, indeed, "everyone would know," the use of that phrase further compounded your tone of being offended, sarcastic, and not being interested in a level discussion. Someone who thought I was wrong and was interested in actually having a conversation with me about it, possibly to even convince me of my misaligned viewpoint, might say something like "What about recreational activities outside of school?" or etc. It wouldn't state that the presence of or participation in extra-education was obvious; clearly, from my comment, I either wasn't aware or wasn't considering these options. If I were your conversational partner in this discussion the best move would have been to say, "Well what about these options?" in which case we could have moved on to discussing the prevalence of these options and how they compare to, ynno, daily interaction with hundreds of your peers for 8 or so hours a day. 3) I edit my comments, get over it. I usually do so quickly after the fact and completely understand when someone has failed to catch the edit and doesn't respond to it, in which case I direct them to it. 4) My edit does not imply this is a sensitive topic - for me. The way you handled the entire discussion reveals it is a sensitive topic for you. One which you are not able to have without provoking your conversational partner because you don't like what they have to say. 5) I reiterate that interest groups which a person pursues out of choice, or to say, "opt-in groups," do not provide the same socialization as groups into which a person is simply thrown and then, once within the human mass, must learn how to deal: how to find people with similar interests, personalities, etc; how to interact with people without similar interests or with whom one does not get along; how to observe how others in both situations interact; how to interact with others that are perceptibly different from you (race, religion, lifestyle choices such as diet, political choices, etc); as well as what it's like to try new experiences, sign up for clubs because your friends are signing up for them, in general be exposed to new interests, and so on. I never would have participated in Track and Field if one of my friends hadn't persuaded me to in 10th grade. I don't imagine that a friend in an extracurricular club would have tried to convince me to join another, different club which, by the way, would also conflict with the first club's meeting schedule. 6) I don't care if you get buttmad, I care if you go around saying stupid, inciting shit, and then acting as if you're not responsible for it when people respond negatively. This is in my opinion one of the rudest exchanges I've seen on Hubski, specifically, your first two comments in this thread, and when I saw "one of the rudest exchanges" keep in mind that I have called out several users in a manner not dissimilar to the manner in which I have called you out. Altercation is no stranger to me. Never, in any universe, does a person who says "Do tell" mean "Please repeat exactly what you just said to me because by god I'm responding to that comment but apparently I just can't read it!" It is insulting to waste the opportunity you were given to make and defend your point of view via some sort of discussion by acting like b_b didn't even know the contents of the comment he replied to. And then you want to know why he didn't treat you as an equal! He didn't treat you like an equal because you were conversing like a child. It literally matters not a whit to me if you react emotionally to a single thing I say. It matters to me that I enjoy the discussion here, both those I read and those I participate in. When I see you or anyone else actively shitting on the quality of discussion, Imma step up. That's what this is about. 7) This is not a win/lose thing, see above. I hope this helped you but I doubt this did anything but irritate, anger, and/or upset you. If that's the case, why don't you take a second to consider the time and thought I've put into crafting this reply, and indeed many replies to you, and then weigh it against every one-liner or even one-word response you've thrown out on Hubski. Newsflash? "Mmmhmm" does not qualify as "thoughtful discussion." It counts as "worthless throw-in hoping that someone else asks me to elaborate on why I thought "mmhmm" was an appropriate response to a post, because clearly if I didn't need someone to act like they were interested in my opinion, I would have just stated it." So why don't you take a few hours to sleep on what I have to say before you jerk off with a hastily-written, aggrieved response. Aren't you the one who did research on what online community they wanted to join and settled on Hubski of all options? You must've had a reason to join Hubski, and for chrissakes I hope it was more than hoping to leech off of our pseudo-intellectual discussions without even trying to care about whether all your comments are shitposts. Try giving back to this community you so carefully selected. Try some long, thought-out, balanced, assuming-the-other-person-is-unaware-not-unintelligent interaction. Because that's the one protip I have for you: If you want to actually have a two-sided discussion about something, or if you want to change someone's mind, don't assume they're wrong. Assume they don't know what you do. Half the time that'll work and half the time they'll reveal that they do know and don't care, in which case there's no point in trying to make them. And you won't piss your conversational partner or your audience off while you're at it. ______________________ I don't eat cottage cheese, so I can't help you there, but I do appreciate the attempt to get the conversation back to a less adversarial place. (Not sarcastic.)
Leaving aside my opinions here for a sec, how am I supposed to respond to this? I can't sleep on it, to be sure. I just woke up. I'm a little scared to respond, to tell you the truth. Might as well speak from the heart, I guess? First off, all of this was good advice. I mean it, it really was. I'm taking this to heart for the next discussion I have on here. Thank you for that. Nobody wants to read about that, though, so let's get to another thing you can crucify me for! You make me mad. You make me mad in such a way that I can't see how it could be accidental. "if I didn't need someone to act like they were interested in my opinion, I would have just stated it." That's not advice. That's not telling it like it is. It's just being mean. You've caught me in this trap before I give a reply. "before you jerk off with a hastily-written, aggrieved response." Uh-huh, cross that one off your list. "I hope this helped you but I doubt this did anything but irritate, anger, and/or upset you." Sure, this helped me. Never, in any universe would a person hearing this remain calm. You've expertly chosen ways to figure out how to say "inciting shit" while feeling good about sticking it to Dipstick Mcchucklefuck over here. Me? I feel like shit. You've gotten that part down well enough. But then again, it "matters not a whit" to you how I feel. And coming towards the end, I'm thinking I shouldn't have tried to respond. Whatever will come after this will no-doubt be yet another biting 8-paragraph essay that will obviously hit every button I possess, and include many more quotable sentences. I can sum it up with this: Thank you, but also fuck off a little bit. I'll improve myself, but I'm not going to bother with including this message.
This seems to me like a difference of opinion. I spend a lot of time looking at sentences and writing and trying to get rid of every extraneous word. I also spend a lot of time thinking about why someone might say something, and about how things are said in order to elicit certain responses. To me, with what may be an absurdly reductionist or detail-oriented interpretation, (I admit these things) there is no purpose to the use of filler words/expressions such as "Mmhmm," "Oh?", and so on in text conversation. I find that when a comment comprises only of filler or reactionary words or phrases without additional context, invariably, anyone who wishes to carry on a conversation is forced to ask the person who made the comment what they mean, or to elaborate, or so on. It's not even possible to tell, for example, whether "Mmhmm" is a negative or positive response. The conversation literally cannot continue in a logical (i.e., not non sequitor) manner in any other way but to ask the "mmhmm"-er to speak more. That is because with an empty comment like that, you give everyone else in the conversation nothing to go on or respond to. So in my sights, no, I wasn't being mean or taking pot shots at you with that statement. I acknowledge fully that you may not have done this (made a filler comment to elicit questioning) deliberately. However, that's the impact of your action. I believe a lot of conversation and, generally, in-person interactions, are driven by subconscious, reptile-brain motivations that we aren't necessarily aware of. For instance, I believe that audibly expressing pain becomes more about gaining attention than letting out hurt via verbal expression as the scale of the injury becomes more minor. In other words, if you yelp after a paper cut, you're not doing it because it hurts but because you want someone to feel bad with you. If you yelp when you fall off a deck and break your arm, you're doing it because it hurts - but, admit, there's an evolutionary advantage to letting your packmates know you're injured. So yeah, I 100% believe that filler comments are more about drawing attention to oneself than contributing to the conversation. If you see that as me being mean, fine, but I assure you: it's nothing personal. ___ As for whether or not you respond hastily to comments, I drew a conclusion based on my interactions with you, which is that you do indeed respond quickly, from the gut, to (my) posts. ___ And as for whether my comment would do anything but upset you, I figure that is a natural reaction of anyone who is somewhat emotionally invested in a conversation and who feels attacked. It is natural to feel attacked when someone, a virtual stranger, picks apart your behavior. disagrees with you on general/potentially 'major' discussion topics, and in general doesn't try to be nice or mince words. You yourself state no one could read that comment and remain calm. I can't imagine that me, remarking on the ability of my own comment to irritate - acknowledging, in other words, that I understand and get that you may be pissed off - is the bulk of what elicited you feeling pissed off. I anticipated you would be unhappy because I have had these conversations before and I have seen these conversations before. I understand how people react when other people call them out on shit. I've been that person called out as well as this person right here. I have gotten so mad at people on Hubski that I have had to walk away from digital media because otherwise I wouldn't be able to resist blowing up on them. When people don't get along, they make each other mad. ___ Frankly, I appreciate the time & effort you put into your response. I get that I make you mad. It might happen again. I do believe we're also capable of having conversations where we agree and even see eye-to-eye. There are people I vehemently disagree with on many things on this website that occasionally I find myself nodding to (much to my chagrin!) when I read their comments. All I want is a mutual willingness to agree and acknowledge that we agree with each other, should that ever happen. This happened, this wasn't fun, no one liked this. That doesn't mean that we're enemies. It doesn't even mean we're that different. I make you mad, I'm sure you can conclude that you've made me mad. Mad is not, or does not have to be a permanent state. We can mostly mutually dislike each other, even, and that's fine. But I want you to know that I'm not making a permanent judgment about who you are and how I feel about you based on one or two unflattering conversation threads. People argue, and people communicate poorly, and those 2 things can create shitstorms and strong feelings but they certainly don't encapsulate the "who" a person is. I've been where you are, getting smacked down on the internet by a jerk or perceived jerk. I know there's more to who you are than this interaction. It feels personal - I know - but it's not. I don't know you. Someday on Hubski some topic is going to come up and we're going to find out we agree with each other completely about it. It'll be weird and maybe one or the other one of us won't want to, but if we are honest, we will find something we share. On that day, I will just begin to know you. ______________
WOOOO I GOT REALLY LONG AND PHILOSOPHICAL AND RAMBLY AND I THINK I LOST MY POINT AT THE END. I PROMISE THERE'S A POINT BUT I LOST MY WORDS. SORRY. "if I didn't need someone to act like they were interested in my opinion, I would have just stated it." That's not advice. That's not telling it like it is. It's just being mean.
Look, I just got back from finals. I did really well. I'm too happy to have a debate right now. I'm not a well-spoken person, but thank you for this explanation. This is the first post that I didn't feel angry reading. Er, I don't know how to make this into a productive post, but I wanted to say that I'm sorry. I still don't agree with all that you're saying here, but I'm sorry for being a dick about it.
Maybe because you're taking this very seriously and being very defensive. What I meant was that I was kind of a bitch before 8/9 grade and I think I still would be if I could always choose who I hang out with. But I went to the emergency room tonight and the doctor was pretty sure I had rheumatoid arthritis so I might join the tiny pack of Swedish home-schoolers soon if things don't get better. Like I'm 16 and almost ALL my joints hurt. Also, with jam. Cottage cheese and strawberry jam is nice.
Started running this week, and - checks pulse - I'm not dead yet. Might start to weight lift once I move back into my apartment, a friend of mine runs a weight lifting club. Depends on whether I can find the time. This week I also got most of my grades back from Canada, and if I'm correct I got 90s on three courses and 80% on the fourth. Couldn't be more happy! AND NOW FOR SOMETHING COMPLETELY DIFFERENT: 'People' always say they wish they'd started saving up and investing when they were in their early twenties. If all goes to plan I will graduate without student debt and with something left next year. Would it be smart to start investing / looking for investment options before I even enter the work force? edit: I'm working on a data thing for kleinbl00. Which means I'm manipulating >500mb of data in an application that doesn't yet support multi-core processing... :
It would be smart to keep your cash liquid because you might need to eat it for a while. No aspersions cast on your talent, but when real unemployment for college grads is over one in four, having a cushion allows you to think more strategically. I haven't been able to run in like a week and it's f'ing killing me. Stupid head cold.
Trust me: as someone working for a university that manages a GIS lab, please, for the love of god, learn both. The amount of time, money, and effort we put into maintaining the ArcGIS software is absolutely staggering. I am a huge proponent of FOSS, so I put qGIS on everything. Hopefully (I actually know they do) students use both and learn them alongside each other, eventually contributing to q more so it improves more, and leads to more open software being used in engineering fields. If I die knowing AutoDesk and ESRI died because the FOSS equivalents of their software were better and preferred, I will die a happy man.
I can only imagine your pain. Had some license problems myself and they're a pain to solve. I do intend to learn it, if only to have it in my skillset. But I've been putting it off because I wasn't much impressed the last time I tried it. It's been more than a year, though, so I might as well check it out again. Do you have some quality resources to get to know qGIS? P.S. I'm contemplating upgrading my PC to make it beefier for ArcGIS 10.3 and up, what do you recommend? Currently have an i5 2500k and AMD HD6950. Do you think they'll add multicore / GPU rendering to 'regular' ArcGIS soon or will they keep it locked in the new ArcGIS Pro?
Knowing ESRI, they'll keep it locked. But I haven't been up on their updates lately outside of what we get, so you could be in luck on that front. But as for upgrading, you probably don't need to much of the GPU side of things. If you're upgrading anyway, I'd say go for it so you have something fun to play with if you're into gaming. CPU is what you really want to focus on. I wasn't sure if an i5 2500k would be enough for what you're working with, but that is fairly low powered among what I've worked with, so I decided to look up some opinions and came across this absolutely fantastic comment from a GIS Consultant on reddit about all of his suggestions. As someone else said in the thread though, definitely go for an SSD if you can. That just makes things worlds better.
Saved the comment! I built my own gaming rig in 2011. At the time, Battlefield 3 just came out, and I can still run that on the max settings. It's still holding up pretty great as a gaming rig after 3.5 years. But there's a chance I might go into this, a 2-year GIS master, where you work mainly from home running GIS. Still, I love the SSD in my laptop, so I'm definitely gonna look into that.
So, this has been a really hard week for me. Maybe you've noticed. I've been thinking about a lot of bad memories and wondering about how weird I really am.
It is meaningless, and I can point to several people from my 9th grade that are in way worse condition and such - but is that because I lack introspection? Because I notice red flags easier in other people? I've also been fighting a lot with my parents.
We had a big row and they told me I was acting like a spoiled teenage brat (translated) and my response was basically "I'm sixteen for fucks sake! How DO you expect me to act?" The thing is, they've always had crazy high expectations of me - I can't share good news without them trying to make me feel bad to "motivate me". And I've always felt really bad about that - but I've been telling myself its "good for me". And holy fuck it's not. I am so much better of at school, I deal with my issues so much better at school - or really anywhere except for at home. And that is kind of terrifying.
Don't know what else to say really.
Any 16-year-old that gets along with her parents is kidding herself. Three generations ago they would have married you off by now to start your own household. The other thing: EVERYBODY worries they're weird at your age. The most popular person in your school goes to sleep every night terrified that everyone will figure out what a freak she is. Best thing you can do at your age is to develop a self-sustaining work ethic and an ability to see through the eyes of other people. Every person in every class you take is freaking out and fighting with their parents, but they're all so self-absorbed they think they're the only ones. That's what it means to be a teenager - skills and strengths of an adult, responsibilities of a child. It makes you self-centered. In the land of the blind, the one-eyed girl is queen: if you can learn to see the worries of others, consider how others are impacted by events and comport yourself for others you will be a lone visionary. It gets easier, but it'll take several years. Strap in, hang on, and remember that you're soaking in excess hormones and your neurons are undergoing a massive pruning unlike anything you've experienced since you were a toddler. From a neurochemical standpoint, you're experiencing the equivalent of your Terrible Twos and menopause simultaneously. It's gonna suck.
I do try to see others, and I've realized that EVERY GIRL in my old class was kind of, well, broken. I know i might sound dramatic but my teacher confirmed it. She basically had a big speech about actually making sure your teenager eats prepared for the parent-teacher meeting and said we were very exhausting to deal with. I have been treated as a prophet by my friends for saying thing like; "Well [teacher] is probably pissed off at you because she had Lyme disease last week and because she has 3 toddlers. I'm pretty sure she has more important things to worry about than you being bitchy at her. Don't take it personally." When they wondered if a teacher hated them. Like yes I'm sure you are the most important thing on her mind right now the first year after getting back to work after having twins. I can get along with people if i try, but recently I just feel like sleeping forever.This is most likely due to the fact that I have a fever and it feels like my head is splitting apart.
I'm very grumpy right now since I wont be able to go to school tomorrow if this continues and I actually felt like going for a change. So yes. Very grumpy, very terrible twosie. There is a Swedish woman who says amazing things on the topic of emotions. Like basically "don't worry about emotions, you get new ones all the time".
Pretty sure some students in every high school think that some of their teachers hate them; they just haven't woken up to the idea that teachers are human, too. It makes me laugh when my peers comment on teachers hating them, and then they get very serious and say "no, but really." Which makes me laugh more.
I know, and I try. And each time I feel like I have to baby them, and always be positive and we do get along, but then I start talking about things I'm passionate about and get told that I talk about gay stuff way to much. Its exhausting. And I'm sick and I have a fever, one over 38.0 degrees and I feel like absolute shit and I'm on autopilot in it's lovely "tell everything to fuck off" mode.
I was going to say this in the other thread but bear in mind that as you move through life and the world you will begin to expand your social circle to include other, more inspiring, more outlying people who are increasingly weird until eventually you reach a level of weirdness in those who surround you which is reassuringly akin to your own. This is something Timothy Leary used to cajole people to do after they had turned on, tuned in and dropped out. Find the others. The most frustrating thing about one's family, and particularly one's parents (apart from the old adage about not being able to choose them) is that they are the landscape of flesh and psychic architecture that makes us what we are, both the attractive and repulsive, and thus infinitely more infuriating for our inability to escape them. We're as weird as the hundreds of friends we haven't made yet. They're really cool, interesting, loving and supportive people and they're out there. Most of them are going through exactly the same process of self-selection as you and it's turning them into more profound people. And, of course, everything KB said too.
- Letters from home are messages from a shore we are foresaking. Milan Kundera, Life is ElsewhereThe most frustrating thing about one's family, and particularly one's parents (apart from the old adage about not being able to choose them) is that they are the landscape of flesh and psychic architecture that makes us what we are, both the attractive and repulsive, and thus infinitely more infuriating for our inability to escape them.
I got a job today. It's just a small 6/7 hour part-time thing to get me some more money during my masters. My parents are willing to support me, but they've already given so much that I want to show that I have my own initiative too. It's working at the university in the journalism department's media equipment store. Not a bad job with alright pay at £7.65 p/h (that's roughly $11.57). I've got three big deadlines looming. My essay on ''genre's impact on the creator'' is coming along well; I'm 700 words from the specified word count. My 10 minute composition is also half-way done and is sounding quite nice. However, the collaborative projection mapping project I'm doing is not going well. The artist who is supposed to be making the geodesic skull on to which we'll project is proving very unreliable and the animator and I can't start until the skull design is finalised. It's going to be tight getting 6+ minute of quality experience finished in time. I'm still confident we'll manage it though. Thankfully the deadline for that one was extended by a week.
Very curious what "genre's impact on the creator" means. Let me guess: when one chooses to create within a genre, one has to work within the constraints of the genre? For example, if you choose to create a sculpture, you have to work in three dimensions? Is that it? Also, I am noting that the collaborative project depends on an artist, an animator, and yourself. I am wondering on the agreements among the collaborators regarding communication, commitment, trust, deadlines, and so on. Many projects in school and workplaces involve collaboration, but the groundrules of collaboration are often implied and not made concrete. Always interested in discussing this. Anyway, good luck with your deadlines and congrats on the job.
It's to do with how genre is much more than simply a taxonomic system of catergorisation. It is fact an aspect of social function. Acting as a codified framework of 'etiquette' between creator and audience, it becomes a plethora of subconscious expectations, rhetorical methods, and creative constraints to form a concept capable of great impact on the creation of artistic works. I don't want to say too much more as I haven't finished or handed in the work yet, but that's it in a nutshell. Haha, yes, this is most likely the source of the issue here. It was actually the animator who initially employed the skills of the artist, so I presumed he had briefed her on all the necessary ground rules and whatnot. But apparently things weren't so clear as I'd hoped. Oh well, it just gives some more stuff to write about in the assessment blog we have to do.groundrules of collaboration are often implied and not made concrete.
Pubski! Been a while. So I was having a conversation with Waterford about my educational history just now, and they(?) managed to coax this out of me. Thought the rest of you may be interested (also I'm really proud of the writing): I continued to get good grades and be generally pretty bored by my schoolwork until just after 6th grade, when I discovered a (kind of) local school that catered to gifted and talented kids specifically, with small class sizes, and I moved there for 7th grade. Classes were better, but obviously every school has its problems, so it wasn't perfect. About a quarter through 8th grade, I got bored again with English and History, so I moved to the next available level of those classes. Thing is, since the school is so small (my graduating class is 2), that level was 10th grade. So I did World Lit and History! That went (mostly) fine, although I got the first B-for-a-semester I've ever received in History. I blame that on the teacher--we took a practice AP test, and the highest grade in the class (of 4) was a 2. Yeah. But then post-middle school, my family ran into some financial problems and we could no longer afford to pay basically the cost of a reasonably priced state university, so back to public school it was. We ran into some problems credit-wise with my classes from the other school, but after working those out it was determined that I would take 9th grade classes for a year, then move up to junior year. So I was a freshman for a year, and honestly it wasn't so bad. There was much more freedom in terms of class level what with AP etc., and elective choice was awesome (especially compared to TinySchool). I integrated socially through theatre class, and got to the point where everything was going well. I still missed TinySchool, but I'm pretty sure I just idealized my memories of it. And then once I'd become a full-fledged junior, our family's financial situation changed again. I went back to TinySchool within two days. (Hasty much?) In fact, I totally abandoned the main-stage theatre production I was in because I thought TinySchool was so great. They ended up reshuffling last-minute and another guy learned all my lines in like 3 weeks. I still feel like a dick for that (even though I brought the class cupcakes later that year to apologize). So I did fine in my classes that year, although I was disappointed by the quality of the school. My teachers were kind of 'meh' and the administration was making what I viewed as some bullshit decisions. Incidentally, at the end of that year the first graduating class TinySchool had ever had (also with 2 people) graduated. I spearheaded elections, and I and the other soon-to-be senior were elected to design and preside over a new High School government. Fast forward a crazy, wonderful summer. Here I am: senior year. I continue to do all of my activities, including basically running the entire government (no one else cares, so I basically wrote the Constitution and have literally written every Senate Resolution we have and got it passed). I noted the same on my Colgate application, as well as including my information and an essay about a summer camp I went to that taught me the value of work (through putting on a full-length Shakespeare play in two weeks of living together with 13 other pre-teens and teenagers, 4 counselors and a director who is scarier than the Grand Canyon but whose approval I probably desire more than my father's). I got admitted. And that's my educational history, beginning at age 8. Oh, and I guess this counts as part of the long version, since I mentioned it in the short version: my two regrets. 1. Going back to TinySchool. I still miss public school theatre. Had a dream about those crazy motherfuckers last night. 2. I was together (rather ambiguously so) with a girl, and we ended up sitting alone together, conspicuously close, on some steps out behind TinySchool. I said, "So." She responded in kind. I looked down, up at her, back down. I glanced at her lips. She asked, "You're not very good at this, are you?" The moment was crushed. It turns out she was talking about the "So" game, in which one is apparently supposed to continue repeating "So" until someone fails to do so, but that didn't matter. Anyway, my regret is that I hesitated. I should've kissed her. FWIW, that's the same girl I was on and off with for most of last year. And I plan on asking her out sometime in the next week or two (ASAP, considering that she's out with the flu-- which I fucking gave to her. Jesus.)3rd grade, I got tired of doing the same shit over and over again. Basically, repetition bores me academically. Always has. So I complained to my parents, and I kept complaining until they complained to the administration, and eventually I got scheduled to take some placement tests. I scored highly on all but social studies, so after being reassured of just how unbearable I was finding school, the Powers That Be ordained that I would become a fourth grader. Fortunately I already knew a guy from cub scouts who was in 4th grade, so I pretty much ended up just integrating with his social group. Not bad.
I have the same fond memories of my TinySchool. My tiny-school is a really poor Swedish public School. I think you'll always idolize places of learning if that is where you excel.
It snowed almost 4 inches yesterday but since I have 70 yr old bones at the tender age of 22, my hips are acting up and I can't walk very well. however, I started bullet journaling and it's very soothing. cheers to this semester hopefully being better than last and maybe to making new friends? also not being skinned alive by my roommate. amen.
It's a glorious sunny winter's day. I'm going to swim in the ocean. I wrote a set of ostentatious resolutions for the year. The trick is to go back regularly and revise them like logline for your life. I've done this to set myself up for the year; not as a solution but as a break from habituation. It's working.
I'm at my work drinking a Lagunitas Brown Sugga and eating gyoza. Around 6 degrees here so I'm putting off the walk home for an hour or two till my roommate gets off work next door. New Year has been equal parts good and bad this year. Missed the opportunity to go back to school this semester and works been slow so I'm pretty broke with little saved up. I have been hanging with an absolutely awesome girl though, she seems to like me as much as a like her if not a little more. My relationships usually go the other way. God mother is also giving me an old Nikon that I'm looking around to messing with. I've been getting up around 10-11 most days so that's nice too.
Today was a pretty good day for experiments. I finally feel like I know what my next publication is going to concern, and that's a good thing, because a lot of things didn't pan out in the interim. Biological research is mostly about shit not working, unfortunately, funding of science is not. If I am right about what I am looking into, it could lead to more effective treatment of glioblastoma. Probably not, but one can hope.
Speaking of research, I think someone nabbed your idea. Also, for the time being, glioblastoma is out and Alzheimer's is in in my world
Yeah, our NIH study section rejected it summarily a couple of years ago. One of the three reviewers was hip to our (mine and b_b's) idea, but the other two just slammed it. One of our favorite critiques came from that proposal: "Not enough use of technology"
Wanna hear a fun fact? One of the original papers on p53 acting as a proto-oncogene got rejected from Nature because the author was "trying to jump on the bandwagon of tumor suppressors; it's fashionable, but it's wrong. It's very clear that p53 is an oncogene." As a side note, I would recommend this book over all other cancer books I've read. Emperor of All Maladies is interesting from a treatment perspective, but p53 is the most up to date and well-written book I've read from the perspective of the biology of cancer and the stories of the researchers who found the discoveries (kleinbl00).
Note that this book supplants Natural Obsessions with its similar focus but also the inherently better attribute of not being written in the 80s. It does feature less of Weinberg (one of the gods of cancer biology) though.
Don't have much pubski time so ill probably say more tonight but: Scholarship money came in and it looks like I've got some extra. You know what that means, that's right yall, got me that sweet, sweet fat refund. Balliiiin. A gift for someone on this site (don't want to overshare) came in which is also hype.
I'm on a skiing holiday with my family in Tirol, in the Austrian Alps. The skiing part is really fun, but I have like no personal space. I have to revise for an exam and I need internet (as does the rest of my family for other things) but there's only one room with internet. I want some peace and quiet. Only three days left. It doesn't feel right saying that - shouldn't I be enjoying the holiday enough that I want it to go on forever? Or is it better to like some aspects of something but know that you will eventually get sick of it (making the return to 'real life' more pleasant)? I feel a lot more agreement with the second sentiment.
I started using The Odin Project to eventually learn Ruby on Rails, Javascript, HTML and CSS and it's been going great so far. I've learned more about computers and languages/markup like those in two weeks than I thought I would, and it's setup in a way that makes me want to keep pursuing it. Already deconstructed some webpages and figured out that firebug rules. Enjoying this very much, and I actually have ideas for things that I want to make once I'm good enough to do so! Likely going back to college soon, and probably getting back into the gym instead of running so much so that I can allow my Achilles to rest more, and also so that I can strengthen it. Though, I'm hesitant to go back. It's been weird, feels like people don't reach out to me much about anything anymore. Even just to have a conversation. Put some of this on myself but I don't really know what to do about it. Haven't even talked to my roommates in a few weeks.
Nice man, I'll take that as a recommendation? I'm currently running through the Python program on Codecademy and was considering doing the web stuff there too, but this looks better. Does it have the interactive, code as you go environment similar to Codecademy? I really appreciate that feature.
It seems to be very thorough. If you do get started with it I'd recommend reading this blog post and see how you feel about rearranging some things. There is no interactive environment, I ended up installing a VirtualBox and putting Ubuntu on it and then configuring all sorts of things because I didn't want to do all this in Windows. I did want to learn more about how to use command lines and the terminal in Ubuntu so that was a win-win The Odin Project does have you go through some of the programs on Codecademy (HTML/CSS and part of Javascript are what I've seen thus far), and then gives you projects based on what you learn there and within the sections on The Odin Project. If you want a similar environment you could try something like JSFiddle or Nitrous.
I travel quite a bit and I've been noticing some of the Hilton properties are taping this to the bed post:
That just makes me wonder what in the room wasn't cleaned and changed. Shouldn't it just be assumed that this occurred? Isn't that sort of like bragging that you did the least of that which is expected? I still maintain that hotels are gross.
Hotels are largely gross. I don't use Hipmunk because it told me to stay here. My favorite quote:About a year ago I was traveling alone and asked for a room for one. The lady at the desk, who seemed very nice, told me they only had double rooms, but that she would charge me for a single if I agreed to only 'dirty' one of the beds. Bad sign. So I show up in the room. At 3 am I finally go to get under the covers. I lift the top sheet off the bed, and I kid you not, someone had TAKEN A DUMP right there on the bed. So I go to get in the second bed without the feces, and it was covered in this strange white powder, maybe mites or dandruff or something.
I remember you bringing that to my attention a while back, it's just disgusting. I hate hotels that are largely carpeted. You know that they never shampoo that shit. A vacuum doesn't get up anything and the carpets are always nasty. Even the nicest hotels are like wearing a suit that thousands of others have also worn and only slightly cleaned afterwards. It takes some serious denial to not be grossed out. Think of the nastiest thing you've done in a hotel and multiply it considerably.
I'm content to imagine there's just cum everywhere. Whenever I see used furniture for sale at the Goodwill, I always imagine that whoever got rid of it had sex on it. I think this is probably a safe assumption. If they did not, their teenage children surely did (not with each other though, hopefully).
not with each other though, hopefully
-Well, I am in South Carolina right now, so you never know...
Wow, you're right, according to the sticker note... It's not listed.
When I went up to Traverse City last summer, my S.O. and I found a rental property with comparable cost, on a nightly basis, to a nice but modest hotel room in the area. Instead of questionable sheets/pillows, 'Continental breakfast' consisting of a few doughnuts and a waffle machine, we got a beautiful, clean suite in a townhouse a 10 minute walk from the bar/restaurant district. It felt like staying with a favorite relative, rather than a mechanically cleaned hotel. I'll take AirBnB and the like over a hotel anyday.
Actually I think that's a reaction to the public becoming gradually aware that most motels/some hotels don't reclean the bedspreads for every guest. Hilton doesn't want to get dragged into that. I'm (pretty) sure they've always cleaned their duvets. They're higher up the payscale then Holiday Inn and so on.That just makes me wonder what in the room wasn't cleaned and changed.
This was a Hampton Inn, which is equivalent to a holiday inn IMO. It's still a hilton property but... Not top tier. I've seen it in a Hilton proper as well though. Seems so odd to me.
Oh, yeah. Hampton I'm less sure about. The way I see it, none of us should be surprised. Motel 6 can be 45.99 a night. Hampton runs to 120-150, Hilton more than that. The price differential does mean something, and I don't think the somewhat nicer furniture and existence of an indoor pool is quite enough to cover it. They're sacrificing something. Quality of service and cleanliness are probably it.
very rarely do they change sheets. and never touch the tv remote without sanitizing it.
Winter has finally come in Michigan, bringing snow, ice and some kind of virus that's making my joints ache and my lymph nodes swell. Lots of water, OJ and time in bed reading should do the trick, and I'm feeling better now than when I woke up.
What does it say about a person if they take a general argument as a personal attack? I was talking with an old friend last night about how I'm not going to be going out as much, among other things for the next 2-3 months, because just last week I had to spend 3k getting the entire front end of my car rebuilt. This led to a general lament of modern consumerism, and the disposability that seems to run rampant through Western culture. The impulse that makes people buy a new phone/car/computer just because it's new, not because its actually better than what they had before, or that there was something wrong with the old gadget. My friend took this as a personal attack, telling me later, by text that I 'left a sour taste in his mouth.' I'll admit to that, the problems I was discussing are bitter pills, but I'm not the one that made them that way. I'm used to feeling like I'm not doing enough, like things are generally fucked. I forget sometimes that other people worry about only those problems right in front of them, and will be contented when those immediate issues are resolved. I forget sometimes that I'm crazy.
Ugh, I have this problem with a friend all the time. I told her I thought The Fault in Our Stars is shit -- because it is -- and she took it so personally. Like, so personally that she has not talked to me since that conversation. It's FINE if you like it. Just because I think it was shit doesn't mean you have to stop enjoying it. It's hard for people to draw the line between "this was shit," and "I liked it." Pacific Rim, as a film, is basically very pretty garbage. I LOVE IT SO MUCH. You are not crazy, however. It's a common issue that people encounter, especially people who are generally reflective and thoughtful. It's especially weird because as a college student I figured people would be more open to discussing situations that don't affect them. But bubbles are nice and comfortable.
I don't share my opinion of too many things anymore - at least not negatively. Fault in Our Stars, popular music, whatever it may be I avoid sharing an opinion if I can because I'm tired of what happened to you happening. Plus I'm sick and tired of being called a hipster or having it be attributed to that by people that don't know what they're talking about.
I don't like this trend either "Wears glasses" - Hipster
"Tee Shirt" - Hipster
"Jeans" - Hipster
"Doesn't agree with a popular opinion" - Hipster
"Hipster" - "Hipster" It's the most boring lazy thing people try to use as a playful insult. I don't even know what a "hipster" is anymore since so many generic traits seem to be part of the whole "genre". You could easily replace "hipster" for "human" and not lose a thing.Plus I'm sick and tired of being called a hipster or having it be attributed to that by people that don't know what they're talking about.
I wish that was the case bruh. Non-crazy people have limits on their empathy. They don't think about the entropic death of the human species by greed daily. Non-crazy people worry about the problems immediately in front of them, about things they can actually change. I grew up thinking I would save the world. It's a hard thing to put behind me.You are not crazy, however.
Why do you think TFiOS is shit? I read it and honestly I don't really know what I think about it. I've never been really good at "judging" the quality of books. The time I spent reading it was enjoyable because it's a teenager book and it was easy compared to "One Hundred Years of Solitude" I'm trying to push through right now. But the harder books are often more rewarding. And I also quite like Jon Green as a person. I'm guessing that if I didn't I would have probably shrugged it off and forgotten about that book real fast. I dont know... curious to see what you think about it. Edit: oops, you were talking about the film? didn't really like the film personally. I found it pretty average but average hollywood movies are shit so yeah.
Both, actually. So I always make an effort to experiencing anything that people are either unapologetically talking shit about or praising like it's the coming of Jesus, before I give an opinion on it. I did it with Twilight, I did it with 50 Shades of Grey (though I only got through the first book), and I did it with TFiOS. I have a couple of problems with it. The first, right of the bat, is that I don't like the whole "sick-lit" genre as a whole. It's there. And it feels manipulative and crass, a sort of cash-in, easy to exploit attribute that tugs at a reader's heart strings. Screw that. The second is that d-bag with the fucking cigarette. He literally carries around a cigarette to espouse his existential life philosophy? I would hate that kid if I knew him. The worst part for me was the two making out in the Anne Frank memorial, and everyone starts clapping and shouting random European words of encouragement. I mean. Holy shit. I didn't know what to say when I saw that scene. It just felt so outlandish and insensitive. My last criticism isn't entirely TFiOS's fault, though. When I watched the movie with my sister and the credits came up, she got up off the couch, rolled her eyes at me, and scoffed, "White people." Granted, she's usually more eloquent than that, but it also sums up my feelings pretty well. In general we've become a bit more aware of what we see in movies and the like, and it's hard to connect to this shit. It's like that Nicolas Sparks picture: Just with more cancer added. It's hard to relate to pretty photogenic White people doing random shit with an added dose of forced sadness at this point. But that last one is really a personal problem, not something that can be leveled at TFiOS only, or even specifically.
I thought the cigarette thing was kinda on purpose. I mean, it's the kind of thing that reading as a teenager you would find "profound" and "cool" but cringe back on it when reading as an adult. You know, the same way I cringe at my "profoundness" as a 15 year old. I do agree about the Anne Frank memorial tho. I mean sure teenagers are the kind of inconsiderate pricks that would kiss in Anne Frank's house but the people clapping? I don't really buy it. I don't remember if that was in the book too or if it was only in the movie tho. In the end as an young adult book it's really not that bad. Especially when you compare it to shit like Twilight.
I feel good. Or I guess I feel better. I just finished an essay that I thought was going to be much more difficult than it actually was. I've got 1 more lesson to do, then I just need to worry about finals. Woo. EDIT: I finished the last thing. Double woo. Now to get studying again.