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That sadly doesn't seem to do anything about his posts, I'm guessing it only prevents him from sending PMs to me? Oh well, maybe being public about this helps, worked for @mentions.

Odd...I've never actually looked at the ignore feature or used it, but I assumed that's what it did.

I"ll take a look at it sometime later...

Wintermoot: Discovering ways to enhance your ignore experience. 

You know what the worst part about training in any kind of organised group is? No matter how much effort you put in some other lazy idiot will ruin it for you.

Wintermoot: Discovering ways to enhance your ignore experience. 

:-/

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Rare blogpost nowadays but I'mma give it a go :

I figured out lately that it's perfectly all right to be mediocre.

All my life, everyone around me kept hyping me up, saying they had great hopes for me, how proud they were of me and all that jazz. They weren't wrong, for most of my life I was an overachiever, I never needed to do anything academically to get good grades, everything came so easily to me. I was tested with an IQ of 131 and offered a grade skip once in grade 5, something that my mother refused because I was already younger than everyone else. I'm not trying to brag (especially given what follows), I'm barely MENSA material and a lot of people are smarter than me, I'm just trying to get you guys in my shoes a bit. In short, everything pointed to a real bright future ahead for me. Cruise control for success.

A few years ago I was faced with a choice. I'm not gonna go in detail because it's not important. I'm going to say that it involved a girl and a very intense love story about which I am still ambivalent. It was a huge risk, the biggest I've ever taken...and I actually took the plunge. It was completely out of character for me and it wasn't so bad at first, in fact it was great for a while, but it backfired in my face a year or so later. I could have backed out then, but I kept going on course. It finally exploded completely in my face about a year ago and most of what I had then went in flames along with my prospects and most of my sanity.

I always thought I'd be somebody. More than that, others always thought I'd be somebody. When the risk I took backfired, it really backfired. I went from an overachiever to an underachiever almost instantly. I barely graduated whereas my grades used to be excellent. I lost my job, my place, my pride. And after that, I lost any desire to take risks. Any at all. The mere prospect of having any kind of choice terrifies me, much less trying to rebuild everything I've had to give up. I simply don't want to.

You might have noticed I've been away from here for a while. That's because I think nothing matters, there's nothing worth doing. Nothing's fun anymore. I barely play video games anymore, or even do anything. I mostly sleep, and sometimes I eat. The last time I spoke to a human being aside from my mom was a few months ago, I don't even remember. Speaking sucks anyway. I write a bit, it helps. In short, I'm depressed as fuck.

A few weeks ago I started having panic attacks for seemingly no reason at all. After some introspection, I figured out that they were borne from health anxiety and what panicked me so was suddenly dying a loser, which I very much am right now. As I wrote, I always thought I'd be somebody, that I'd leave my mark on the Earth in a way or another. That's why I chose law. I nabbed some benzos from my mom and quashed them as they came. They stopped lately, though, because I figured out it's okay to be mediocre.

I'm a loser, an underachiever, a dropout. I'm one of the most flagrant wastes of potential I know of. I tried, and I failed, and it's alright. Conventional wisdom would say that I should get back up and try again, but nah. You know what, I don't give a shit anymore. Being mediocre means I have less responsibilities, that means I have less worries, that means my life is more stable and less risky. Trying to fit in as a super sperg in this fucked up society of ours is basically beyond hope. I've tried for years, and polite society hasn't given me much of a chance so polite society can go fuck itself. As for leaving my mark, why bother? I don't want kids and I don't want a girlfriend or a wife. They're all just trouble. There'll be nobody to enjoy anything I've done or earned after I'm gone.

Maybe I'll shoot for permanent invalidity (I could get it, I'm really spergy), or get myself some sinecure where I produce nothing of value and yet earn money anyway. I was always told I should accept that I'm sick and that I'll never be normal. I never did, but I do now. I'm sick, and I'll never be normal. So why try to be normal?

I wanna be mediocre. It sounds much better than being excellent. No pressure, no stress, no risk. With cannabis legalization coming soon, I'd be perfectly happy doing a boring 9-5 stressless job and going home to smoke weed until I fall asleep.

Rare blogpost nowadays but I'mma give it a go :

I figured out lately that it's perfectly all right to be mediocre.

All my life, everyone around me kept hyping me up, saying they had great hopes for me, how proud they were of me and all that jazz. They weren't wrong, for most of my life I was an overachiever, I never needed to do anything academically to get good grades, everything came so easily to me. I was tested with an IQ of 131 and offered a grade skip once in grade 5, something that my mother refused because I was already younger than everyone else. I'm not trying to brag (especially given what follows), I'm barely MENSA material and a lot of people are smarter than me, I'm just trying to get you guys in my shoes a bit. In short, everything pointed to a real bright future ahead for me. Cruise control for success.

A few years ago I was faced with a choice. I'm not gonna go in detail because it's not important. I'm going to say that it involved a girl and a very intense love story about which I am still ambivalent. It was a huge risk, the biggest I've ever taken...and I actually took the plunge. It was completely out of character for me and it wasn't so bad at first, in fact it was great for a while, but it backfired in my face a year or so later. I could have backed out then, but I kept going on course. It finally exploded completely in my face about a year ago and most of what I had then went in flames along with my prospects and most of my sanity.

I always thought I'd be somebody. More than that, others always thought I'd be somebody. When the risk I took backfired, it really backfired. I went from an overachiever to an underachiever almost instantly. I barely graduated whereas my grades used to be excellent. I lost my job, my place, my pride. And after that, I lost any desire to take risks. Any at all. The mere prospect of having any kind of choice terrifies me, much less trying to rebuild everything I've had to give up. I simply don't want to.

You might have noticed I've been away from here for a while. That's because I think nothing matters, there's nothing worth doing. Nothing's fun anymore. I barely play video games anymore, or even do anything. I mostly sleep, and sometimes I eat. The last time I spoke to a human being aside from my mom was a few months ago, I don't even remember. Speaking sucks anyway. I write a bit, it helps. In short, I'm depressed as fuck.

A few weeks ago I started having panic attacks for seemingly no reason at all. After some introspection, I figured out that they were borne from health anxiety and what panicked me so was suddenly dying a loser, which I very much am right now. As I wrote, I always thought I'd be somebody, that I'd leave my mark on the Earth in a way or another. That's why I chose law. I nabbed some benzos from my mom and quashed them as they came. They stopped lately, though, because I figured out it's okay to be mediocre.

I'm a loser, an underachiever, a dropout. I'm one of the most flagrant wastes of potential I know of. I tried, and I failed, and it's alright. Conventional wisdom would say that I should get back up and try again, but nah. You know what, I don't give a shit anymore. Being mediocre means I have less responsibilities, that means I have less worries, that means my life is more stable and less risky. Trying to fit in as a super sperg in this fucked up society of ours is basically beyond hope. I've tried for years, and polite society hasn't given me much of a chance so polite society can go fuck itself. As for leaving my mark, why bother? I don't want kids and I don't want a girlfriend or a wife. They're all just trouble. There'll be nobody to enjoy anything I've done or earned after I'm gone.

Maybe I'll shoot for permanent invalidity (I could get it, I'm really spergy), or get myself some sinecure where I produce nothing of value and yet earn money anyway. I was always told I should accept that I'm sick and that I'll never be normal. I never did, but I do now. I'm sick, and I'll never be normal. So why try to be normal?

I wanna be mediocre. It sounds much better than being excellent. No pressure, no stress, no risk. With cannabis legalization coming soon, I'd be perfectly happy doing a boring 9-5 stressless job and going home to smoke weed until I fall asleep.

* Govindia hugs Seroim

You're not a loser.  We are here for you if you need to talk
And welcome back.

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Ew all these emotions are gross. If i wanted emotions i would watch Soap Operas...

Oh c'mon now Aubrey. 

Game of Thrones spends an entire season focusing on how "the seed is strong" for Baratheon hair color, and then two seasons later casts Shireen Baratheon as a blonde.

Like, I take it that March "Avatar of the Month" is House of Cards?   

More like Avatar of the second-half-of-February-first-week-of-March "Month"

Hi everyone!

More like Avatar of the second-half-of-February-first-week-of-March "Month"

Gosh I can't wait for the next season!!!

*resumes countdown for season four*

I don't see anyone other than me and Barnes sporting a HoC avvy...