I’m sorry but you’re being a child. ‘Well, if everyone apparently hates hearing me talk so much, I’ll just say nothing at all, just to please everyone even if it kills me inside!’ My guy. If multiple people at different points in your life with different relationships all say the same thing to you, it’s probably true. I know it’s hard to accept but you’re not accurately seeing what is happening in these social situations because you have a certain view of yourself and how you behave doesn’t match with that so you ignore it.

I speak from experience. I’m autistic, it took a long time for me to learn to communicate properly. I had to be told by multiple people who were close to me at mutlple parts of my life that I was selfish in conversation and only talked about myself. At first I was very offended and indignant and denied it. Those people stopped being friends with me, but years later I realized they were right. Still, when I’m not trying I slip into just talking about myself. It took my brother and his wife saying it to me again 2 years ago. I apologized to them and have started paying attention more, and it makes a world of difference.

Let other people talk, ask them questions, no matter how brilliant or interesting you think you are. You, in your childish indignation, think that being more empathetic in conversation will have a negative impact on you, but the people around you will like you way more and be more willing to talk with you, which actually has a positive impact on you. You know, I have students who are also super offended every time you discipline them because it’s sooo unfair and they didn’t do anything wrong, but it happens with every single teacher. It’s not them, it’s you. Try to be open to the fact that sometimes, other people have a more accurate view of your behavior. If they all say the same thing, listen.

A ton of amphetamines and other stimulant research chemicals and a fuckton of alcohol. I think probably the latter is mostly to blame.

I got it for the first time at the beginning of September. I was so pissed, my 2.5 year streak of avoiding it gone. It was pretty brutal too, the fever and muscle soreness was no joke.

I think it’s just confirmation bias that stems from the meme. I’ve had four cats in my life: an orange tabby tomcat, a black tomcat, a white and orange girl and a grey tabby girl. The orange tabby tomcat was the smartest by a mile out of all of them and the grey tabby girl was the dumbest by a 100 miles. Orange and white girl is the second dumbest and the black tomcat second smartest.

But people aren’t gonna post their average or smart orange cats or their dumb non-orange cats on the internet because it doesn’t fit into a specific meme/sub/community. So now it seems like there’s heavy correlation, but there really isn’t.

You’re like that one power user on old school forums that you would see everywhere and everyone else would know and respect them lmao

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I truly don’t understand how people have friend groups as adults. It was a pain in the ass to get my 6 friends (two separate groups of 3) together for my birthday with a month notice. One of those friends has a big friend group from high school and now that they’re all around 25 they’re starting to find out just how little opportunity there is to get 12 people together who all live in different places now, have partners, jobs, some even kids already.

Aboriginal Australians also had ‘constellations’ that were the dark spots in the sky as opposed to the stars. I didn’t know some Inca did that as well.

She’s Dutch, so she can and does pronounce it the correct way.

There was in the Free Territory of Ukraine under Makhno. Of course they were brutally crushed after 3 years because their succes and freedom was a threat to the Bolsheviks, and their legitimacy, who had already abandoned their ideals for power, as is inevitable when you concentrate power that much.

Right now all my lectures at school are by this one professor who is notorious for just rambling incoherently for an hour and a half, and all of them are at 9 am. You can’t expect me to not just turn off my alarm when it goes off at 7 in the morning with only that to look forward to.

I had a burn out and had been home recovering for about 4 months from January, and only slowly building back up since May, and have been back fully since late August, so it definitely feels like this. Time passes really quickly and unremarkably when you sit at home doing ‘nothing’.

Acquaintance is that word for me. I just type ‘aqu’ and my phone handles the rest. God help me if I ever have to write that down without access to the internet. I also let my phone handle ‘necessary’ because I never know how many c’s and s’s there are and where they go.

but as with any discipline, a big part of how much fun it is to learn has to do with how it’s taught.

I teach (technically still in college, but true enough) basically the opposite of you, history, and this is very true. You can make history lessons fun and engaging and challenging, but it’s also very easy to make them boring. Unfortunately, as you are also aware of, it’s difficult to make these interesting lessons with the constraints of time (of which administrative bullshit takes up a lot), class sizes and government-mandated curriculums and tests.

Last year I had my internship at a pretty shitty school with abysmal guidance and support which meant I was teaching all on my own even though I shouldn’t have been allowed to, and basically no curriculum. That sucked, but it also meant I had basically total freedom in what and how I taught, and the classes were 12 students maximum. I pretty much only did engaging and fun lessons for 4 months straight.

I’ll do that when I actually have to be somewhere, because I don’t see the point of making my last half hour of sleep shitty and I really have to get up anywah, but I’ll definitely snooze on the weekends. I’ll set my alarm at a time I find reasonable, but I’ll often wake up and think ‘fuck it, it’s Saturday’ and sleep in anyway lol

I have a really hard time understanding the lyrics when I listen to songs (maybe because I’m autistic and have some auditory processing issues) so I’m often wildly wrong about them.

I used to hang out with hippies and artists and the age range is quite large there. There was this dude in his 70s who would casually talk about the time he helped get rid of a body after a murder acquaintances of his did in the 60s or 70s or something. He was actually put on trial and got convicted in the 80s when one the people who did the actual murder couldn’t live with the guilt and confessed but managed to get it overturned when he appealed and got acquitted, in part because they never found the body because like 5 years after they disposed of it they put a new highway right over it. Old people are fucking wild lol

You don’t have to assume Jesus existed, you just have to accept the historical evidence which there is plenty of

My cats are always the most interested in getting a piece of something that is very toxic to them. Which to be fair is a lot, but still. They’ll be looking at my breakfast like mom can I please have some F R U I T 🙀