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Oh, I get it. My location.
Well, NZ is currently in its worst drought in history, impact 2 billion dollars, the whole north island and west coast declared mass drought zones, total fire bans over the whole of nz, low lake levels, no rain for twelve weeks until today.
Crap, eh?
Well, NZ is currently in its worst drought in history, impact 2 billion dollars, the whole north island and west coast declared mass drought zones, total fire bans over the whole of nz, low lake levels, no rain for twelve weeks until today.
Crap, eh?
- The Kakama
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I see, the total opposite of what our northern friends are experiencing.
Is this my final form?
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And it's the total opposite of what we should be having-rain. Rain. And Rain. And More Rain.
Did I mention even more rain?
Or even more than that about of rain?
You get it. It's not like the monsoon where everything comes crushing down, but it gets cold, and windy and rainy, for a very long time.
Did I mention even more rain?
Or even more than that about of rain?
You get it. It's not like the monsoon where everything comes crushing down, but it gets cold, and windy and rainy, for a very long time.
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Another season of Dr. Who has begun. I don't really want to talk about it, because I don't want to spoil it for anyone.
EDIT: okay, that doesn't work on this forum, my bad
EDIT: okay, that doesn't work on this forum, my bad
I'm not a latin popstar.
- gil2455526
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Now i'm TWO seasons behind -_-. Good news: It will be back in the channel I watched some seasons. I hope they have the 7th season now.
Just smile and wave boys. Smile and wave...
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Stress.
I've probably experienced more of it in the first two semesters of college than I have accumulated during the rest of my life. Even as I type this I'm so tense my muscles ache simply from never being allowed to relax, despite the fact that I spend 80% of my day behind a desk or a computer. A lot of it can be traced back to calculus- no surprises there. I knew that class would be killer but this... Is something I could never have anticipated. I take my education very seriously, and I hold success very highly. That's why my first few failed quizzed and the difficulty I had following the professor made me rather upset in the beginning. However, I also consider an indomitable willpower to be key to success, so I pulled out every stop I could; I went to tutors, I consulted every online source I could, poured over homework, and asked my friends- some of whom have already passed this class- in order to do everything I could do to do better.
The quiz grades never got better. No matter how much of my blood, sweat, and tears I pour into understanding it, my grades never get better. Sometimes I even walk in there believing that I have it this time only to be dumbfounded by a quiz that might as well be written in arabic.
It's been killing me.
I've been seeing the campus psychiatric help services since I broke my flashlight by smashing it against the wall of my dorm in a fit of rage. It's been helping me keep a clear(er) head and get a better grip on my situation. Despite this, I'm still not doing better.
I suppose part of it is that I just don't like being stonewalled. Or rather, I really really hate being stonewalled. Seeing no output for the tremendous effort I put into this gets many, many leagues beneath my skin.
Lately it's begun affecting my other classes. The classes that I used to enjoy, I now find myself struggling to remain awake in. I find myself growing more and more indifferent to the information. I want to be interested again, but it's just too much. It's all too much. It's so much it's killing my ambition, killing my drive to do things with myself. Killing my enthusiasm.
There's a part of me in the back of my head that finds this scary. Really, truly, scary. It's intensity is much diffused by the great indifference that pervades my mind like a thick smog.
Even now I find my psychiatrist's words less and less helpful. She claims that I've been bottling up my emotions which has led to my more recent and increasingly-common episodes. She says I need to experience my emotions in the moment, rather than trying to suppress them. I can't even guess how I'm supposed to go about that. Here I am experiencing my frustration and anger and I'm still so tense my muscles might snap at any moment.
I've probably experienced more of it in the first two semesters of college than I have accumulated during the rest of my life. Even as I type this I'm so tense my muscles ache simply from never being allowed to relax, despite the fact that I spend 80% of my day behind a desk or a computer. A lot of it can be traced back to calculus- no surprises there. I knew that class would be killer but this... Is something I could never have anticipated. I take my education very seriously, and I hold success very highly. That's why my first few failed quizzed and the difficulty I had following the professor made me rather upset in the beginning. However, I also consider an indomitable willpower to be key to success, so I pulled out every stop I could; I went to tutors, I consulted every online source I could, poured over homework, and asked my friends- some of whom have already passed this class- in order to do everything I could do to do better.
The quiz grades never got better. No matter how much of my blood, sweat, and tears I pour into understanding it, my grades never get better. Sometimes I even walk in there believing that I have it this time only to be dumbfounded by a quiz that might as well be written in arabic.
It's been killing me.
I've been seeing the campus psychiatric help services since I broke my flashlight by smashing it against the wall of my dorm in a fit of rage. It's been helping me keep a clear(er) head and get a better grip on my situation. Despite this, I'm still not doing better.
I suppose part of it is that I just don't like being stonewalled. Or rather, I really really hate being stonewalled. Seeing no output for the tremendous effort I put into this gets many, many leagues beneath my skin.
Lately it's begun affecting my other classes. The classes that I used to enjoy, I now find myself struggling to remain awake in. I find myself growing more and more indifferent to the information. I want to be interested again, but it's just too much. It's all too much. It's so much it's killing my ambition, killing my drive to do things with myself. Killing my enthusiasm.
There's a part of me in the back of my head that finds this scary. Really, truly, scary. It's intensity is much diffused by the great indifference that pervades my mind like a thick smog.
Even now I find my psychiatrist's words less and less helpful. She claims that I've been bottling up my emotions which has led to my more recent and increasingly-common episodes. She says I need to experience my emotions in the moment, rather than trying to suppress them. I can't even guess how I'm supposed to go about that. Here I am experiencing my frustration and anger and I'm still so tense my muscles might snap at any moment.
"What happens in the future, doc?"
'"The internet, Marty! There's free pornography in the future! An endless supply of free porn!"
'"The internet, Marty! There's free pornography in the future! An endless supply of free porn!"
- WorldisQuiet5256
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Has anyone had the Feeling that when its come to s certain point in the Complexcity of the Computer World, such as trying to log into a certain website with an Account you Know is in there but it doesn't let you in when you try to log in, or that Fate has deemed you "Unworthy" of a certain amount of working Computers an/or ease of use.
Seems like that keeps happening to me, a fraction of my class had to take this Survey about our school with the Laptops available for random class, but when everyone logs in they get it the first try, but then the laptop, another laptop after that and a third one wouldn't let you access the Survey. That happening too often ever get you the Feeling that you've become the armpit of fate on this planet, and that you are deemed for some stupid reason that your life, when its come down to this kind of stuff, will be curse with having to have constant problems, bullshit moments, and other crap that for no good reason should it happen only to you?
*Raise hand*
Seems like that keeps happening to me, a fraction of my class had to take this Survey about our school with the Laptops available for random class, but when everyone logs in they get it the first try, but then the laptop, another laptop after that and a third one wouldn't let you access the Survey. That happening too often ever get you the Feeling that you've become the armpit of fate on this planet, and that you are deemed for some stupid reason that your life, when its come down to this kind of stuff, will be curse with having to have constant problems, bullshit moments, and other crap that for no good reason should it happen only to you?
*Raise hand*
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clear cookies, that should solve the problem.Seems like that keeps happening to me, a fraction of my class had to take this Survey about our school with the Laptops available for random class, but when everyone logs in they get it the first try, but then the laptop, another laptop after that and a third one wouldn't let you access the Survey.
I wish I could say something, but I don't really know anything that may helpful.Stress.
I've probably experienced more of it in the first two semesters of college than I have accumulated during the rest of my life. Even as I type this I'm so tense my muscles ache simply from never being allowed to relax, despite the fact that I spend 80% of my day behind a desk or a computer. A lot of it can be traced back to calculus- no surprises there. I knew that class would be killer but this... Is something I could never have anticipated. I take my education very seriously, and I hold success very highly. That's why my first few failed quizzed and the difficulty I had following the professor made me rather upset in the beginning. However, I also consider an indomitable willpower to be key to success, so I pulled out every stop I could; I went to tutors, I consulted every online source I could, poured over homework, and asked my friends- some of whom have already passed this class- in order to do everything I could do to do better.
The quiz grades never got better. No matter how much of my blood, sweat, and tears I pour into understanding it, my grades never get better. Sometimes I even walk in there believing that I have it this time only to be dumbfounded by a quiz that might as well be written in arabic.
It's been killing me.
I've been seeing the campus psychiatric help services since I broke my flashlight by smashing it against the wall of my dorm in a fit of rage. It's been helping me keep a clear(er) head and get a better grip on my situation. Despite this, I'm still not doing better.
I suppose part of it is that I just don't like being stonewalled. Or rather, I really really hate being stonewalled. Seeing no output for the tremendous effort I put into this gets many, many leagues beneath my skin.
Lately it's begun affecting my other classes. The classes that I used to enjoy, I now find myself struggling to remain awake in. I find myself growing more and more indifferent to the information. I want to be interested again, but it's just too much. It's all too much. It's so much it's killing my ambition, killing my drive to do things with myself. Killing my enthusiasm.
There's a part of me in the back of my head that finds this scary. Really, truly, scary. It's intensity is much diffused by the great indifference that pervades my mind like a thick smog.
Even now I find my psychiatrist's words less and less helpful. She claims that I've been bottling up my emotions which has led to my more recent and increasingly-common episodes. She says I need to experience my emotions in the moment, rather than trying to suppress them. I can't even guess how I'm supposed to go about that. Here I am experiencing my frustration and anger and I'm still so tense my muscles might snap at any moment.
Balance is imperative; without it, total collapse and destruction is imminent.
- WorldisQuiet5256
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\The Abacus wrote:clear cookies, that should solve the problem.Seems like that keeps happening to me, a fraction of my class had to take this Survey about our school with the Laptops available for random class, but when everyone logs in they get it the first try, but then the laptop, another laptop after that and a third one wouldn't let you access the Survey.
Accept they block the access to do that on the Laptop.
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Damn, I suddenly got sick. :(