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hello anons! I'm bored… is there anything to do? Lets chat

How come the neat-o falling meme text sets my CPU on fire?
I used to run this old program
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Xsnow
on a 66mhz pentium with no noticeable affect on performance back in the 1990s and it does pretty much the same thing as the falling text effect.

Does anyone know what happened to desuchan? It's been down for half a month

what the fuck is up anons lmao

i made a post on here a small while back abt being halfway through important exams and asking how to cope. well, i coped

>results day
>nearly shitting myself bc i know i bombed at least 2 exams
>in car
>entire family with me which isnt helping
>on call with aunt wishing me luck when i get an email saying i got into uni
>wtf
>get to school
>ohfuck
>get my results and ask to go to different room bc autistic and might have a biblical breakdown
>force poor sibling to open my paper
>one grade below first choice uni
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Link me some songs

one of happiness
one of sadness
and one of madness

in addition
for extra credit

one song sweet
one song sour
And one song that would burn your mouth

My grandpa died a few months ago. He was a fairly prominent choreographer in the USSR. The last time I saw was when I still in a crib, so I have no memory of him. We don't speak the same language, so I also didn't get the chance to talk to him even once. I was sad about not being sad. My grandpa was very… eccentric. Since decades ago, both him and my grandmother obsessed about his health. Even while my mother was growing up, him and his physical well-being were always the top priority. Every time he so much as had a cough both of them would start worrying about it and go to the doctor. There's a saying that goes something like this: you shouldn't have a complicated relationship with your doctor. Well, he did. He at one point was a shoemakers apprentice, but after being drafted from some war he gave up on that. He actually left the draft by faking appendicitis. After that he decided to be a dancer, and he was pretty good. I'm nobody to judge him, but he wasn't what most would call a good person, and neither was his wife. For a while, my mother, her mother, her father and her aunt all lived in the same place, in some tiny shack. My mother and her parents shared a room. Sometimes, during winter nights, my grandmother would nag him incessantly for hours on end about absolutely nothing. He's eventually get so fed up that he would strangle her while she called for her sister to help. This didn't just happen once, and it was all in front of my mother. Normally my grandfather wasn't abusive or anything. He never harmed my mother. Other than those times nothing else would really happen to my knowledge. My grandfather was actually pretty cowardly. They eventually moved to an apartment closer to where everything was going on. One time, at night they heard a woman screaming outside and my grandfather was absolutely terrified. Pretty weirdly, when my grandmother shouted at the voice to go away it suddenly came to an abrupt stop. Pedophiles would try to lure my mother into their houses while she was walking to her home in that neighborhood sometimes. My mother had a half-sister on her father's side as my grandmother was his second wife. My grandparents, especially my grandmother, treated her awfully and that could best be described by one event. When my half-aunt's mother died, before the funeral her body was kept in my grandparent's apartment for some reason. No casket, no nothing. An exposed dead body. They forced my mother's sister to sleep in the same room asPost too long. Click here to view the full text.

No one actually likes to read, prove me wrong.

Or at least the vast majority of people won't read anything unless it's some popular thing like Harry Potter.

I don't blame them either, reading is boring and outdated when you can easily listen to more pratical forms of media to absorb information or have fun. Especially if we are talking about actual physical books, which literally have no reason to exist other than being an economical alternative to owning a computer.

The people I met who claim they love to read are usually annoying morons who just want to pose as smart or interesting people.

Prove me wrong. If you reply with "I like to read" your opinion is instantly invalid.

blegh

im halfway through my end of year, life defining exams and its so exhausting, especially since all of them are over 3 hours long (essay subjects)
i have three more to go, two this week. Just wanna ask, if anyone else here's been through that, how'd you all cope?
im personally going for the 'pretend its not as bad and distract myself constantly' method but i nearly threw up on the bus home and there's only so many times i can 100% psychonauts 2 before raz's voice becomes an integral part of my psyche

What piece of fiction best portrays the life you want to live?

I really should not be here, this pc has become a glowing hotspot for some reason (i.e "friends" and "family"), Zuc doesn't want me to delete my meta account and google is fucking mad at me for some reason, also someone has become obsessed with me and does whatever is in its power to sabotage my efforts to live my life outside the machine, they literally had to take away my body just so they could delude themselves into believing that i can still feel fear after all the shit they have put me through. honestly i can't even enjoy my books because some subhumans that work printing books keep changing the words to include personal data of people i don't even know, this is a ridiculous psyop to try and make me into some kind of shooter i tell ya, also i am now working and having my own salary but i don't really enjoy buying anything nor saving money like i used to, i can't even enjoy food, work, study or anything else for that matter, i guess sexy women are still relevant for me somehow but i see in them nothing but sadness behind their glittery personas.