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[Duke 2.0]

 That facet is kind of offputting though. And a little full of himself. I don't want to berate or pick on people in the sad thread as this place is for cheering people up and not bringing them down, but this attitude may be cause for more drama.

[Aqizzar]

That facet is kind of offputting though.

Yeah, if this facet is anything like the rest of the facets, it says plenty on it's own.  Remember, you can see every facet through every other one.

[Vector]

If people are offering to hang out, you might as well try it.

Yeah, I have a couple of offers, and I'm going to go take the people up on them--they may be a bit nuts, but then I am, too.  It's just... well, I dunno about you, but as I get older I've gotten a hell of a lot lonelier.  There aren't that many life choices when you're young.  When you're older, it's suddenly much harder to find those commonalities.  It's another one of those adjustment things I'm learning all about.

Some part of me thought life was going to end at eighteen.  Over with.  Done.  Nothing else to worry about.  I didn't understand how much more there was going to be--I swear, I seriously thought that high school was going to be the end of all things.  It's thrown me a bit of a loop that I'm still alive and there's a lot more things to explore.  What?  I actually need to make friends and polish skills?  I haven't learned everything that needs to be learned?

I'm going to become an adult, get older, and die--possibly alone?  Or maybe I'll die tomorrow... I think I never believed in life's numerous failure modes before this.

Bleh.  I never realized.  I guess part of the reason why I'm so upset is because I thought Thyme would be Thyme forever, Daisy Daisy, Glory Glory.  Now Daisy wants me to stand guard while he looks up gay porn, Thyme is choosing her love life and Magic over her education and sleep, and Glory ... has taken up baking, which actually isn't that odd but he's way too far away to visit.  Basically, I need to go take the initiative and make some more suitable friends now that we're all branching off.

Well, to look on the bright side, I have a good number of proto-friends at Berkeley, I know of a good number of social groups I can insinuate myself into, and my courses should be another source of folks.  Plus, it's a much bigger place, and at this point I'm getting bonuses just from seeing people.  Furthermore, roommates and visits from parents with gifts of food... :3

*phew*

Everything's going to be fine.  Thank you for talking it out with me =)  I get kind of mentally... backlogged sometimes.

I think it's just that I'm confident and charismatic enough that I can just let people gravitate towards me and not screw anything up.

People call me a natural leader and, for unknown reasons, always expect me to know what's going on even when I'm trying to hide at the back of the class.  Can't remember what number a math class has in the catalog?  Ask Vector!  Can't remember when an assignment is due?  Ask Vector!  Where something is?  Vector has no sense of direction, asshats.  Try again.

I'm just not very good at the "letting people under my guard" part of socializing.  Also the initiating contact part.  I think I've gotten lazy because people pay attention to me nowadays.  Or possibly just because laziness is convenient.  So even if I draw people to me, they kind of bounce off after a while and build relationships with each other.

Yup.  In retrospect, my problem isn't anywhere near as large as it looked.

[ChairmanPoo]

That facet is kind of offputting though.

Yeah, if this facet is anything like the rest of the facets, it says plenty on it's own.  Remember, you can see every facet through every other one.

.... but that doesn't make sense 

[MetalSlimeHunt]

That facet is kind of offputting though.

Yeah, if this facet is anything like the rest of the facets, it says plenty on it's own.  Remember, you can see every facet through every other one.

.... but that doesn't make sense 

Silence! You will obey the laws of the facets, or you will perish!

[Euld]

Other facets are only visible if the gem in question is transparent or translucent.  So the question is... which gem are you?

[KaminaSquirtle]

I forgot to turn in my physics prelab homework today.  Now I'll have to get about half credit for turning it in late.  Ah well, it's a negligible part of my grade anyways.  But it still makes me sad.  Why the hell did I have to go and do that?

[Vector]

So the question is... which gem are you?

I'm an egg.  What are you?

[ToonyMan]

Vector is actually an apple.

[Vector]

Vector is actually an apple.

^ Probably the next avatar

[ToonyMan]

Well, on a more serious note now.

  I don't really care about the real world all that much.  It's like whatever, I'll be in school doing mindless drone work, talking to buds, doing whatever the hell the teacher assigns you.  A little bit ago someone asked me what college I planned to go to and well, I don't really care.  I'm sure I'll go to a college somewhere in Connecticut for like Electronic Engineer (seeing as I'm quite proficient in that area), but what then or whatever?  I just don't see the point, I don't even know why I work as I do.  I got my progress report for the first trimester my Senior year, over ten classes I've got an average of like a 95, woop-de-doo.  I don't care, but I have huge superego in me that must complete all work handed to me as effective as possible.
  Out of school I don't even leave my house, as a look to my post count can tell.  I spend my days staring down at pixels; reading articles, watching videos, talking on Steam, and doing work when that happens and everything.  Oh sure, I'm a more sociable guy when needed to be, but my outlook on my future hasn't changed.
  I've actually had a serious problem I've been thinking about.  Maybe this'll change if the situation actually presented itself but I don't have much in the thought of dying/being killed.  Like say I'm in a car that spirals off a cliff.  I honestly don't think I'd be too worked up about it.  I know I'm so young and naive and everything, but I just can't help but think.  Whatever that means about me I don't know.
  That reminds me as well, ever since I was like ten I've been taking this medication that I was too young to bother asking what exactly it was.  Sometime ago I remember posting that it was actually Risperidone, I was able to check because I still have an empty bottle.  Well, turns out it's used for schizophrenia treatment and/or bipolar disorder, which I guess makes sense now.  I don't even remember any of my childhood.  I remember I was kicked out of 5th grade and went to some crazy place until 7th grade where I was still fucked up.  I think the happiest thing I've done so far is that I've been becoming a better person each year.  I don't even take medication now, it's like Flowers For Algernon, but without the reversing effect.  I don't think I've ever mentioned that little school fact now, but like I would care about that.  Makes me want to say another secret of mine, but perhaps that's for another time.
  Don't really know what else to add, I've already said some things I haven't said in a while or if at all.  Cheers.

[Aqizzar]

I dunno about you, but as I get older I've gotten a hell of a lot lonelier.  There aren't that many life choices when you're young.  When you're older, it's suddenly much harder to find those commonalities.  It's another one of those adjustment things I'm learning all about.

Some part of me thought life was going to end at eighteen.  Over with.  Done.  Nothing else to worry about.  I didn't understand how much more there was going to be--I swear, I seriously thought that high school was going to be the end of all things.  It's thrown me a bit of a loop that I'm still alive and there's a lot more things to explore.  What?  I actually need to make friends and polish skills?  I haven't learned everything that needs to be learned?

I'm going to become an adult, get older, and die--possibly alone?  Or maybe I'll die tomorrow... I think I never believed in life's numerous failure modes before this.

I understand this very, very, well.  I never thought I would miss grade school, but as I've trudged on through college, I've come to understand the one good part about being compelled to spend 35 hours a week around people my age.  When you're under eighteen, there's no pressure to do anything or achieve anything.  Nobody's a mooch or a disappointment or lazy or anything, because everybody is in the exact same boat.  And everyone has plenty to talk about and interests to share, even beyond school-matters, and there's plenty of you sitting around for hours on end with nothing to do but chat.

Cut to the adult world, where you have to find what you're going to do with yourself, everybody you meet is scattered across times, ages, schedules, and goals, and nobody really knows where to look for people to hang out with.  I've spent the past year wandering around in a stupor for exactly this sort of reason.  I have... had... one friend left over from highschool.  Between logistics, changing schedules, and plain old social anxiety, every other friendship I started in other ways since I was eighteen peeled away or petered out, usually very quickly.  But we were still bros, foils, inseparable.  The last time I heard from him was four months ago, when he called me out of the blue to beg for $300.  I suspect he might be in jail right now; I have no way of knowing or finding out.  Other than that, all regular human contact has come from family, who I see enough of anyway, and my coworkers, many of whom are twice my age and/or can't speak much English.  Oh yeah, and the Internet.

And that's been my life, for the past year or two.  Until a couple weeks ago when, for no reason I could divine, I was invited into a couple clubs, and met some cool people from there who I've hit off great with.  It's not like "suddenly everything fits together" or any bullshit like that.  But that rising feeling of hopelessness just isn't there.  Not as much anyway, I've only known these people for a little while.  The point being, life happens, things change, and the fact that you still have any friends to talk to, let alone ready ways to meet more, says that it just doesn't matter so much.  It always comes back to that piece of advice no one wants to hear - all you have to do, is do it.

[Bauglir]

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[Taco Dan]

So SEGA was too lazy to make a new sonic game. Instead they took Sonic 2, slapped new texures, added a homing attack, and called it Sonic 4.


My advice; If you want to play Sonic 4, don't waste money, download Sonic 2 on an emulator and play that, I guarantee you'll have a better time.

[Euld]

I have to admit, being an adult just plain sucks.  I even enjoyed college, but suddenly the minute it was over, I realized I had no idea what I was going to do with myself.  I haven't been able to find steady work in... at least a year now.  And my college friends expect me to call often, visit often, text often, but then never return anything and talk about how busy they are.  I've gotten reaquainted with my high school friends, but now I'm not sure who they are anymore because our interests have grown so different.  Out differences were what made them interesting during school, and now that we don't have that common...  And I'm supposed to have already moved out and had my 2.5 children and full time career by now, according to everyone else it seems...

Once when I was a child, I hurried upstairs to hide from my mom because she was throwing a tauntrum about who knows what, and I told myself that if I didn't remember anything from my childhood, then I needed to remember this: "Don't long for my idealized childhood, I never had one."  Personally, I trust what I said back then... but then, what am I supposed to enjoy if my chilldhood wasn't as simple as I remember and my future looks bleak and uncertain?