Used to be notochordian, now I’m Meta Shard. Whoop-dee-doo.
The last time I seriously used this website as a blogging host was back in high school, and even then, I was primarily a reblogger. In the interim, a few things have come to light:
1. College sucks the life out of you. I love genetics and all, but there is simply not enough time to succeed to my fullest and to engage heavily in social media. School is more important. I’m an assistant TA. They moved me to the Upper Division, people. I need all my bearings if I’m going to handle this shit.
2. Politics sucks. SJWs suck. The alt-right sucks. Everyone sucks in some way or another, because everyone’s life sucks in some way or another. It only matters how loud you are about it. If I don’t have to deal with an individual person heavily and for an extended period of time, then I can and will take the liberty of choosing what portions of their content I view. In other words, I’m reverting back to my tag-lurking phase in the hopes of avoiding everyone’s noise.
3. I need to get my shit together now. I’ve been trying to do it gradually, but now there are career choices and grad school and goddamn income tax hikes to deal with. I love giant transforming robots and aesthetically-pleasing anime characters as much as the next person, but the deadlines don’t care and never will.
4. Drowning the problem doesn’t work. It never works. When your issues are born from the depths of your mind, shoving them into the cesspool from whence they came only gives them more fuel. Fight them. Go down kicking and screaming if you have to, but never bow to that which you know is inherently wrong. Make them regret ever targeting you.
5. Yeah, I’m definitely ace. I have the data now to prove it. It’s… not worth it.
6. One should never join a cause just for the sake of “believing” in it. Support because you have considered their ideas in the greater scope of the world and agree with them; don’t do it because you trust them. They’ll lie to you eventually, and you’ll be left as nothing more than a poor schmuck.
Aight, that’s it. Dispensation of “””””sagely”””” advice complete. Ignore. Or, send complaints to my inbox; I probably won’t answer them for weeks.