You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
"The officers of this Order shall consist of a Grand Wizard of the Empire and his ten Genii; a Grand Dragon of the Realm and his eight Hydras; a Grand Titan of the Dominion and his six Furies; a Grand Giant of the Province and his four Goblins; a Grand Cyclops of the Den and his two Night Hawks; a Grand Magi, a Grand Monk, a Grand Scribe, a Grand Exchequer, aGrand Turk, and a Grand Sentinel."
I was too smart for the system too and dropped out, and only being able to find crummy labor for work and then having to rely on the military to get a college education started
don't get me wrong, I loved being in the Marines but I really don't think that's what you'd consider an option (one of the few you will have thanks to dropping out.) School sucks but the real world is worse
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
My situation is complicated. I have truly stellar test scores, but due to difficulties with learning disabilities and my mom's drinking I only have an above-average GPA. The idea with a 5th year was for me to take a few classes, learn some more effective techniques for coping with my difficulties, give my GPA a little boost and slowly transition away from high school.
But my depression is getting really bad. I've only managed to get myself to school in a timely manner a handful of times so far this year. The days and hours and minutes flow together into a grey sludge of pain and loneliness in which I stumble blindly. All of my assignments so far have been child's play, yet I cannot muster up the energy to complete them
I am very familiar with the "grey sludge of dull and pain" thing. I did not attend school, I endured it.
I'm sure you don't need me to tell you that dropping out is the equivalent of shooting yourself in the foot nowadays. If your depression is bad enough that you literally can't go to school, is there anyone you can see? Does your school have like, a counselor, or something?
I guess it wouldn't really be dropping out, it would be more "Gimmee my diploma, see y'all later, go fuck yourselves, ect"
I don't really think most places let you do that. I technically had all the credits I needed to graduate at the end of my junior year, they still made me stay for my senior.
I'm gonna see a new therapist tomorrow. I'm on Prozac, but it doesn't seem to be doing much of anything yet.
And as i said, I'll get my diploma and stuff. after I put myself together I'll be able to get into college easily enough, even if it isn't Carleton like I was planning.
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
I can kinda relate, albeit not to the same extent. Back in early 2011 I was so depressed that I couldn't really find the energy to do anything but sleep all day. 90% of my assignments were online, and they were real simple stuff too, but I couldn't bring myself to do them. I would get up and turn on the computer, only to end up face-down on the couch sleeping until it was "quitting" time. I failed two of my classes that quarter, and got a D in the other...
I just felt so alone...so worthless...the light was gone from my life...
I guess it wouldn't really be dropping out, it would be more "Gimmee my diploma, see y'all later, go fuck yourselves, ect"
I don't really think most places let you do that. I technically had all the credits I needed to graduate at the end of my junior year, they still made me stay for my senior.
I'm an AP scholar, I'm on my 5th year, and I'm frittering away their cash, I think they'll be glad to see the tail end of me.
I'm gonna see a new therapist tomorrow. I'm on Prozac, but it doesn't seem to be doing much of anything yet.
And as i said, I'll get my diploma and stuff. after I put myself together I'll be able to get into college easily enough, even if it isn't Carleton like I was planning.
When it comes to the asshole alcoholic parent, I've been there. You're pretty much powerless and it fucking sucks. If your school system is providing you with support regarding this, by all means stay in and keep that going as long as you can.
Also, one of my buds attended Carleton. Had a good time with it, apparently.
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
I crave bittersweet fiction
This hasn't been the case since like April; I'm slightly worried
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
Maybe you could tell yourself that you want to get good grades, that you like doing homework, that you already have enthusiasm towards school. Tell yourself that, pretend that you have that enthusiasm, fake it until it becomes real.
It might also help to avoid distractions during school.
re: tabloid screenshot: I don't know why I continued reading when I saw the direction it was going in. I don't even know how people can write such dehumanizing, disgusting filth with a straight face.
I'm gonna see a new therapist tomorrow. I'm on Prozac, but it doesn't seem to be doing much of anything yet.
And as i said, I'll get my diploma and stuff. after I put myself together I'll be able to get into college easily enough, even if it isn't Carleton like I was planning.
How long have you been on the Prozac? It can take a while to kick in.
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Didn't go to school today.
Might drop out.
(*Shrug*)
Installing gender neutral toilets, literally the same as turning the LSE into a cheap Bangkok sex club.
Cute.
This just in:
Racists are nerds.
Also, just got back from a tour of the Ohio Statehouse. It's really pretty...
I need time to think.
to difficulties with learning disabilities and my mom's drinking I only
have an above-average GPA. The idea with a 5th year was for me to take a
few classes, learn some more effective techniques for coping with my
difficulties, give my GPA a little boost and slowly transition away from
high school.
But my depression is getting really bad. I've
only managed to get myself to school in a timely manner a handful of
times so far this year. The days and hours and minutes flow together
into a grey sludge of pain and loneliness in which I stumble blindly.
All of my assignments so far have been child's play, yet I cannot muster
up the energy to complete them
I am very familiar with the "grey sludge of dull and pain" thing. I did not attend school, I endured it.
I'm sure you don't need me to tell you that dropping out is the equivalent of shooting yourself in the foot nowadays. If your depression is bad enough that you literally can't go to school, is there anyone you can see? Does your school have like, a counselor, or something?
I don't really think most places let you do that. I technically had all the credits I needed to graduate at the end of my junior year, they still made me stay for my senior.And as i said, I'll get my diploma and stuff. after I put myself together I'll be able to get into college easily enough, even if it isn't Carleton like I was planning.
She isn't an asshole really, she just shoots herself in the foot. And she's actually gotten much better, she's been sober for quite a while.
Too bad the damage has already been done. ._.
durrhurrhurr
I think this describes a lot of parents pretty well, tbh.
indeed.
Question: is naming a game theorist Poledraught too obvious?
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It might also help to avoid distractions during school.
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
I know nothing about her but I feel strangely bothered by this.