Believe what you wish dear >>649, but this dokyun's captcha was indeed cow. And now it's gri, was yours gri after you posted with cow?
>>650
No, mine's muze now. But I'm pretty sure I had gri the other day.
What's going on with DQN? On the one day it's full of artists, on the other musicians hang out here, on the third some nerds wrestle each other in maths. Drug addicts are replaced with drug critics.
When I die and go to hell, it's going to be an endless road trip with my parents.
lips irritating me.
I've been posting on a certain imageboard with a name lately and I occasionally attach an image. Strangely enough, no one impersonates me, and I get more hate for using a name than the posters that use a tripcode.
>>657
Teach me to succeed in various fields of study, please.
>>657
Me too.
>>658
I think philosophy helped greatly in my acceptance of various types of creative expression, if for no other reason than that it imparted a greater habit of universal contemplation. What could exist, why, and all its infinite permutations. Every aspect of human advancement simply draws from alternate interpretations of the world we see. A tree's dense wooden rivulets of bark inspire the artist to explore its flowing forms by imagery, while the scientist seeks ratiocination. Maybe it acted as the bridge between the two extremes of mathematical and artistic/theatric thought.
But it's also important to believe you can, without a doubt, achieve competence in whatever you set out to study. Don't be full of yourself. Trust logic and the most obvious answer. If you recall a paragraph about say, surface integration, to the point where you could recreate some equation, apply it and explain its meaning, chances are that you most likely understood what you'd just read. Sadly enough, a lot of people are hindered by nothing but some constant, irrational fear of failure, regardless of the topic at hand. If the piece fits, however, then it's the correct one.
Obvious methods to improve skills requiring intricate dexterity would be finger tapping, drumming, pen twirling. Typing does help keep joints straight while impacting the tips of your fingers, yet this is only a small part of any dexterous activity. Practice hand-eye co-ordination. If sketching, don't be afraid to make large sweeps or repetitive strokes.
I hope this helps somewhat.
oh god im in so much pain every part of my body is broken and numb
>>661
When I was younger, I played Starcraft a lot. One night I actually had a dream in which all that happened was that I played Starcraft. I remember it was a desert themed map, with compound buildings in a circle around the edge and a huge plateau in the centre. I was playing as Terran. Nothing unusual or out of the ordinary happened; it was just an average game of Starcraft.
Last night I dreamed about Minecraft, and it was not for the first time. I've also had a handful of Touhou dreams, but not nearly as many as I would like. Touhou dreams are the best dreams.
>>662
I understand how you feel. I used to dream about playing Quake. I'd just play "online" in my head. Nothing extraordinary about it. I started to go a wee bit crazy since the dreams were too realistic and normal, and I began to think I was actually playing online matches while I slept. Fortunately I knew a few regular players and asked them if I had been on, but they assured me I hadn't and suggested I stop playing for a while. I did just that and became sane again.
Every time I confide in someone I end up regretting it. So fucking sick of being betrayed.
I'm glad that I never confide anything in anybody.
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In my recent dreams I dote up a cat. I mean my khajiit character from Skyrim video game.
I'm still disappointed that a champagne bucket is used to chill champagne and not to drink champagne from...
I keep having dreams that I need to use the bathroom, but the only place to go is an absolutely disgusting hideous public bathroom. The public bathroom is different each time, but it is always disgusting.
Other times I dream that I am playing Megaman X9, and X9 resembles SNES Megaman games. When I am playing, I am unstoppable, and people are admiring my skills.
There's a button which, if you press it, you get 10,000 dollars! However, first you are sent into a dimension of nothingness, where you will be stuck for 500,000,000 years with nothing but your thoughts to keep you company. After this hellish existence, you will be transported back to the moment you pressed the button, with all your memories erased. Would you press it?
Such is the topic of this manga. Unfortunately I haven't been able to find an English translation of it.
http://umashika-news.jp/archives/51950055.html
As one commenter so adroitly puts it, "こんなDQNじゃ五億年でも宇宙理解できないだろｗｗｗｗｗｗｗｗｗｗｗｗｗ " (these DQNs wouldn't be able to understand the meaning of space even with 500,000,000 years lololol)
>>670
500 billion years alone with my thoughts? That's worth far more than any amount of money!
>>670
Sounds more like the main point of the button would be the tine you spend alone rather than the money. Can you commit suicide in the nothingness somehow?
Wait, you instantly forget your time in the 500M years of nothingness? Then there are no consequences at all, basically. Unfortunately, I'd rather have all that time and memories of it. It's too bad you can't bring a book (or all books ever printed in every language, given the time frame).
Also, you need only press the button 28 times to exist longer than the universe. Awesome.
I love the idea of this manga. But unlike a depicted person, I'd spend my time filling that space with my cum.
>>670
My memories of that time will be erased? Fuck that shit! I want to keep track of the entire time and keep that information as data!
I'll probably go insane from being alone for so long, but I want to experience that and I want to know just how much of that my piece of shit mind can take.
Just thinking about it makes me hard.
No, you can't commit suicide. The question isn't just about whether or not you would press it, but also if 500 million years of existence has any meaning if nobody remembers it.
Spoilers: The guy goes insane at first, but eventually starts scratching equations and shit into the floor and apparently reaches complete understanding of the universe. But of course, as soon as he reaches enlightenment he's transported back to Earth and has no memory, so he's all "Cool, nothing happened! Let's press it again..."
>Just thinking about it makes me hard.
I just want to make sure this is perfectly clear: you get sexually aroused at the prospect of being locked up in a realm of absolute nothingness and being mentally tortured.
Additionally, why 'piece of shit' mind?
I wonder how existentialism would pan out, knowing that those 500-millions years will essentially be worthless if you couldn't recall them in order to make any contribution to the external world.
Provided in that 500M years there is no way to kill yourself, and that you won't remember what happened and that you come back the instant you pressed the button... Whats the point of NOT pressing the button?
I wouldn't press it. The idea of losing my memories frightens me.
Exactly. The 500M years of solitude is the selling point and I'd want to remember it. On the other hand, would you remember much of anything of your life given a 500M year break from it? Might you forget all of your relatives and go completely insane (and then sane again, and then insane for millions of years at a time). Chances are you'd return from 500M of nothingness an absolutely destroyed wreck of a creature...
If you remembered 500M of nothingness, it might in fact be the most comfortable place for you and you'd just instantly return there, the world of things being too much for you. You'd end up being the ultimate hikikomori.
Damn it. I hate these alternating periods of stunning genius and self-loathing destruction. I have to know everything and yet I am obsessed with archaic pleasures and the base passions of human emotion. It does comfort me to find solace in the recollection of great minds whose lives mine reflect, eg. Poe, Schroedinger, Russell and the like. But they are much more refined than perhaps I shall ever be, which makes my case seem all the more hopeless...
At first I was going to describe my experience with untreated anxiety disorder, but screw it. I used to feel like >>685. However, nowadays I usually just start looking for some random drawn porn as soon as I feel a [possibly] brilliant idea coming up. Or, well, when I think about my life and easy ways to fix it. They are really easy, but yet impossible for me. I better touch my junk some more instead.
I often remember this: ttp://youtu.be/DzmpKbqEijE
>>686 here. Wankell engine is up and running for 8 hours. Came about three times already. I wish I could put all that wasted time and energy into something productive. ...something to project my vivid imagination into the external world.
I think the best reason to learn a foreign language these days is so that you can sound confused when airport security attempts to explain to you that you are smoking in a non-smoking area.
tokiko the BEST touhou
surely of the ones i know
Just thinking about how I may be making some pretty stupid decisions in regards to someone I know.
I need to die.
>>686
You are me. I've been working on a game for the better part of 3 months. And by working, I mean that I have something that displays an empty window and some stupidly bad programmer art (just some MS paint shapes). I know how to make all of this stuff but I can't be bothered. I want to make all of this stuff but I can't be bothered making all of this stuff. It's that feel you can't describe.
Professional game designer here.
It'll get easier once you get used to C+ and you finish the ABU. Try to amp your GPU's line, you'll see what I mean.
Have FAITH.
Today is 6666 day!
>>695
You're right! I hadn't noticed. How should we celebrate this auspicious occasion?
yawn
ゲーイセックス
Happy Satanday
I want to learn japanese but I feel like I'm too stupid and too lazy.
Too many nurds in the liberry.
You skuashed and punchshed nurds?
Hahaha. I shouldn't have read my girlfriend's chat logs. Now I'm all incensed and irritated over some seemingly innocuous, trivial conversation she had with some guy while staying at my house. She seemed really excited that they shared interest in a few stupid shows and animes. Hahahahahaha.
FUCK
"Am I gay, mom?"
"Yes. Yes, you are, son."
mucus in my mouth, on my teeth, on my lips. Why do I wake up to this?
点 kinda looks like a hammer on an anvil.
Evidently this town has a tourism commission and I have no idea why. From the transcript of the latest city council meeting:
>It turns out the only reason people visit this shit town is its proximity to the air force base. Can we build another one? No? OK. Well, on our four month fact-finding trip to places that actually attract tourists, we discovered that they all have one thing in common: nice weather. We've devised a plan to ship the entire town to Long Beach, reassemble it on enormous pontoons, and then tow it 1,600 miles to the southwest. If we purchased every boat on craigslist at the moment... What? No, I'm totally taking my medication, Mr. Mayor. You don't need to call security, I'll leave...
I feel incredibly depressed. For no reason. I hate this. I'd go to YouTube and look at some cats or whatever but I can't be bothered. I'm not tired and it's 4. I don't feel like doing anything.
>>711
Everything is pretty much meaningless. If tomorrow humankind ceased to exist, it would make no difference.
Except for the fact that it would make a difference to us. I don't know about you, but the teenage angst stuff gets old past 13.
Parents 'subtly' pressuring me to go on to do honours at university, despite the fact that it's rapidly becoming deprecated and pursuing an honours in modern history is hardly likely to make me any more employable at the end. Not only that, but I bullshitted up some proposal just because I was being pressured and would hate to actually study it.
More infuriating is the fact that the first thing my parents did upon finding out that I'd received some mail from the history department informing me that I was likely eligible for honours was to ring up all the family friends and say "He's eligible! He's eligible he's an honours kid!". Goddamnit guys way to try and force a decision.
Whining like this is hardly conducive to getting shit done so yeah. LJ bullshit out.
Oh look, everything's fine today. Possibly. Apart from this gigantic Dungeon Defenders update when I was just going to play it. Steam totally ruined my day and it only just started.
Dear MTV:
Was that episode of Beavis and Butthead with the rat written just for me?
I am unaccountably happy today.
Sariel brutally optimizes.
Bloodline Champions kept asking me to install XNA 3.1. So I did. And it kept asking, until I got tired of it and uninstalled. A shame really, the game looked cool.
i like the smell of my willy after sex.
I fail at watching anime.
You know what I think, Punpun?
There's a loneliness that's part of living as a human being, that you can never get rid of.
If, no matter how much you seek or hurt each other, they can never find full understanding with one another, then what are they supposed to believe in, you know?
>>724
So do I. Everytime I start watching a new series I just watch a few episodes and forget about it.
Fancy Lala was the best mahou shoujo ever.
I have the two biggest retards in the world sitting in front of me. I wish I could punch their teeth in.
>>727
Me too! Although my OCD kicks in if I remember I haven't watched a series completely...
i usually watch an episode of an anime with a meal, just now i'm up to series two episode 16 of school rumble... i liked series 1 but series 2 has felt like it's treading water a bit for a while, though it's picking up again. Some of the newer characters are pretty annoying I'm looking forward to the end, I hope they don't just milk it more.
Had to break into my own house just now.
want to watch anime with all my kawaii tomodachiz an' ting
>>732 I absent-mindedly looked for a "like" button for your post there.
(☞ﾟOﾟ)☞ wow! what a clever emoticon I found!
Ashura is pretty.
My name is ( ˃ ヮ˂) and I am DQN
i am gill scott-heron. i ahev a white beard and i study blues. if you dont repost this comment on 10 other pages i will fly into your kitchen tonight and do a spoken word performance
I find it hard not only to meet new people afk, but to move on to new boards or forums.
My disgust of humankind reached the new height.
...naked
>>739
Please don't move on to other boards. For all I know it's just you and I here!
I feel uninspired. And tired.
Let's try our best.
Ganbatte dokyuns!!
I feel fear for some irrational reason. I cannot understand why when I am in a sealed room, alone.
I am a beast of nature and logic.
I pick fish out of water with my beak.
I used to read a lot of fanfiction, and whenever I am curious about a new series/manga/whatever one of the first things I do is to look for fanfiction about it. But in the last few years I am seeing less and less decent, readable fanfiction and more and more instances of what I can only describe of some poor soul opening a vein and spraying pure, distilled autism all over the screen. It is proactively and hostilely acutely unpleasant to read. "Ghastly" is not too strong a word. It's already been enough to turn me off several promising series, and sometimes I ponder giving up on amateur fiction altogether.