@FinneousPJ: Trump has a lot of flaws, but not every single bad thing ever said about him is true.
As for the bad things that are true, other people in the politics thread are already mentioning them. I don't see the need to repeat criticisms unless I have something new to add to them.
Well the other day i officially informed my university that I wanted to withdraw from my course. Over the past two and a bit years I've resat a foundation year and when I finally got onto the chemistry course I managed to cock that up too. I've decided that this seems like a fair attempt and that I'm not suited to uni. I feel no shame in withdrawing as while I have been here i've given it my all. I'm sad to leave but it's the right decision eo tjat I can move forward with my life.
I've spent the past two years with depression and it has ruled my life so I'm going to return home to the support of my family and get a job whilst I get back on my feet. I'm not sure what shape the rest of my life will take but for the first time in the past few years I feel certain that I've made the right choice.
The day after Christmas, December 26, 2016, my grandfather passed away. He was a powerful presence in my life, and will be sorely missed. I was granted the honor of being a pallbearer for his casket. It was a heavy weight for my scrawny self, both physically and emotionally, but I figured it was the least I could do for the man who once carried me so many times in the past.
My condolences @Buttercheese. How did he die so young? By his own hand, accident, illness? Anyway, I feel sorry you had to loose a person who was inspiring for you, if I get your message right.
A few days ago he had a stroke, it was very much out of nowhere. We had actually been working on a game together ... this was going to be his opening into the gaming industry. We used to work very closely together on that for the past half year.
This is so wrong ...
PS: If you'd like to see his work, this is his portfolio.
I cannot do anything more than give you my condolences. I can easily imagine how you may feel, as I too experienced something similar, a friend who died suddenly at young age. Taht was two years ago, thought.
Vegans annoy me. Killing and eating our plants what help us live. Eat a cow and help reduce methane gas. Everytime I eat a steak I'm saving the planet. Not all heroes wear capes:-)
Mass Effect Andromeda got me into a weird mood. I haven't played the game, mind you, just saw some of the release buzz and early impressions.
I played some BG:EE a few hours ago, and had a wonderful time. I'm grateful to Bioware for the thousands upon thousands of hours of entertainment. And it isn't just that - in a sense, they brought me up. Their games accompanied me for some of my most formative years, and I wouldn't be the same person today had it not been for them.
We grew apart, though. They stopped catering to my preferences, and I stopped playing their new games. The transition was gradual, but it feels complete now.
I realize Bioware is just a name. The real meaning behind it, the artists who made those games, they're mostly gone now and moved on themselves. The oldies will always be there, and my "must-play" list is overflowing with great games as it is, so I'll be fine.
Sorry, I don't know why I'm being so melodramatic, I haven't even been drinking.
Welp, one of the worst possible things that could happen this Monday did happen. My art bin with all my tools and supplies just vanished. Literally disappeared off the face of the planet.
I mostly lost everything, and i nearly had a mental breakdown because of it. Did i mention this happened during what is basically an artist version of a final exam? So now I'm I'll equip to finish a 30 by 24 drawing.
.Did i mention i had started the piece over twice, just two days before the first final critique so it was already not going to make it to a completion level before then?
My grandma passed away in cancer some weeks ago. She was 90 years old. She was sick for a while before giving in and while I am upset about the fact, I am also really happy that she lived for so long. A happy life indeed and she felt no fear for dying. Going to miss her though, she was one helluva woman, but she is in a better place now.
She was tired. Slept bigger parts of the day and barely ate, so I think this is probably for the best.
You know, when I think to myself, "this world isn't so *beep* bad. It could always be worse!"
This world always replies to me, "Here, hold my drink!"
*beep* seriously two damn weeks ago I bought a one week pass, and never used it because the gallery I interned at gave me a pass that literally had a month remaining on it. This means that 1 week, until active should be a *beep* "pending" on my other card, right?
Effing no, it's gone! Like literally gone! At first, I thought the stupid bus card checker was acting up since the driver just told me to get on anyway, but I'm here at the station checking my card and it is effing empty! And now I want to know effing how, how is it empty if I haven't used it in 2 *beep* weeks, so where the effect did my week pass go?
It is tough with parents, mine are in there late 70's and eighties now, and I often think now of that 'time' approaching, the time we all face with parents, some earlier, some later. Never a good time for it and ANY hospital visit can make one reflect. Whatever you do,TRY to convince him to get a pneumonia vaccine, and shingles to for that matter(NOT easy). These days, just GOING to the hospital can make folks sicker.
One of the kids threatened to hit the dog. Mom started crying when she explained why it was so important to leave the dog alone.
If the child in question keeps scaring the dog, sooner or later the dog is going to bite him. If the dog bites him, Mom has to put him to sleep.
If the kid doesn't stop, then my mom has to kill our dog.
I love that dog so much. I hug him every day. He's so affectionate. He's so sweet. He's the best dog I've ever had. I don't want to lose him. He doesn't deserve to die.
I'm sitting with the kid in question right now. He's in time out for 30 minutes, the most he's ever been in. I don't know if it's going to be enough. He likes playing rough, but he can't hurt our dog.
My mom is going to speak with his mom later. I don't know what's going to happen.
Putting that dog down for biting that kid would be like throwing the stove away because the kid put his hand on the burner. At least, that's my old country boy way of looking at things.
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As for the bad things that are true, other people in the politics thread are already mentioning them. I don't see the need to repeat criticisms unless I have something new to add to them.
I've spent the past two years with depression and it has ruled my life so I'm going to return home to the support of my family and get a job whilst I get back on my feet. I'm not sure what shape the rest of my life will take but for the first time in the past few years I feel certain that I've made the right choice.
He was an impacable artist and a magnificent person.
Still young, only in his early thirties.
And now he will never draw again.
My heart physically hurts when I think of this.
He will never draw again.
A few days ago he had a stroke, it was very much out of nowhere.
We had actually been working on a game together ... this was going to be his opening into the gaming industry. We used to work very closely together on that for the past half year.
This is so wrong ...
PS: If you'd like to see his work, this is his portfolio.
I played some BG:EE a few hours ago, and had a wonderful time. I'm grateful to Bioware for the thousands upon thousands of hours of entertainment. And it isn't just that - in a sense, they brought me up. Their games accompanied me for some of my most formative years, and I wouldn't be the same person today had it not been for them.
We grew apart, though. They stopped catering to my preferences, and I stopped playing their new games. The transition was gradual, but it feels complete now.
I realize Bioware is just a name. The real meaning behind it, the artists who made those games, they're mostly gone now and moved on themselves. The oldies will always be there, and my "must-play" list is overflowing with great games as it is, so I'll be fine.
Sorry, I don't know why I'm being so melodramatic, I haven't even been drinking.
I mostly lost everything, and i nearly had a mental breakdown because of it. Did i mention this happened during what is basically an artist version of a final exam? So now I'm I'll equip to finish a 30 by 24 drawing.
.Did i mention i had started the piece over twice, just two days before the first final critique so it was already not going to make it to a completion level before then?
I'm a writer and losing one of my manuscripts would be devastating beyond belief.
She was tired. Slept bigger parts of the day and barely ate, so I think this is probably for the best.
This world always replies to me,
"Here, hold my drink!"
*beep* seriously two damn weeks ago I bought a one week pass, and never used it because the gallery I interned at gave me a pass that literally had a month remaining on it. This means that 1 week, until active should be a *beep* "pending" on my other card, right?
Effing no, it's gone! Like literally gone! At first, I thought the stupid bus card checker was acting up since the driver just told me to get on anyway, but I'm here at the station checking my card and it is effing empty! And now I want to know effing how, how is it empty if I haven't used it in 2 *beep* weeks, so where the effect did my week pass go?
*Beep* you, MARTA!
He'll probably be fine, but still...
It is tough with parents, mine are in there late 70's and eighties now, and I often think now of that 'time' approaching, the time we all face with parents, some earlier, some later. Never a good time for it and ANY hospital visit can make one reflect.
Whatever you do,TRY to convince him to get a pneumonia vaccine, and shingles to for that matter(NOT easy). These days, just GOING to the hospital can make folks sicker.
If the child in question keeps scaring the dog, sooner or later the dog is going to bite him. If the dog bites him, Mom has to put him to sleep.
If the kid doesn't stop, then my mom has to kill our dog.
I love that dog so much. I hug him every day. He's so affectionate. He's so sweet. He's the best dog I've ever had. I don't want to lose him. He doesn't deserve to die.
I'm sitting with the kid in question right now. He's in time out for 30 minutes, the most he's ever been in. I don't know if it's going to be enough. He likes playing rough, but he can't hurt our dog.
My mom is going to speak with his mom later. I don't know what's going to happen.
At least, that's my old country boy way of looking at things.