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alexa. wrote:Sounds ADHDish to me (this definition of ADHD mind you http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LyDliT0GZpE )

Helping people is weird, u can't really help anyone, you can just serve as an example, they must help themselves.
According to the things u said, I'd get him to do physical workout: martial arts, yoga, breathing exercises.. anything to get him into the body and to stop the heads constant rushing. Also, a change of diet, no sugar.. etc.
Negative thinking is just a habit, basically.

Or.. you know.. some shroom therapy

He definitely doesn't have ADHD, he has a straight up anxiety disorder (of which OCD is) but thanks for the vid man. I actually watched it last time you posted it and he does explains it super well . There are definitely some interesting parallels between the two though. He is actually into boxing and martial arts (which he used to essentially break an OCD driven computer game addiction) and I can honestly say that it has helped him a little but his biggest problems revolve around his inability to properly connect with people, not to imply that he places on the spectrum or anything like that it's just that his thinking is so twisted he might as well be on another planet sometimes. I get scared for him you know, he could just straight up never be able to mitigate his illness to the point that he can lead a relatively functional and hopefully happy life and it's his brother who is going to be stuck with him. Overall it was an exhausting and frankly distressing exercise, I just needed to vent a bit so thanks.

Well, lost my phone last night. On the last night before I move away from this town. Real helpful timing.

I'm quite annoyed, I'm going to be paying for this phone in my contract for another 1.5 years and I won't have the fucking phone!! Last contract I had I got insurance and never needed it in 2 years so this time I thought "I don't need insurance, I NEVER lose my phone".... That wasn't clever.

I shouldn't complain about work because I'm inside, not digging fucking ditches, but some of the shit we air just makes me feel like my brain is gonna ooze right out of my gotdang ears.

Also, vibrato (in your voice) is not a replacement for talent. Just fucking stop with that shit. Just stop.

a friend of mine calls that "urban yodelling."

I also hate that flailing thing that you hear a lot of singers do on, like, RnB stations. That flourish.
I MUST HIT ALL THE NOTES IN THIS SCALE
ALL AT ONCE
ALL THE TIME

ignoring the fact that yes, it looks super cool, HOW IS THIS WORTH MORE THAN A MINT EXAMPLE OF THE SAME VINTAGE?!?! HOW?!?!

http://www.ebay.ca/itm/Vintage-1966-Fen ... 3f434abdd9

I have a set of exams in two weeks. I'm stressed.
Last night I dreamt I went to the administration's office at the Uni and they printed my notes. I started realizing that the best was 12,5 and 3 others were 8-9 (notes are on 20 over here). I realized two were missing on the paper and asked them to give them to me. They started looking on the computer and after a while they started laughing. One of them said "There are no notes because you didn't show up, mongoli". I was hurt by the derogative term and wanted to speak but the other administrator got around the desk and wrote zeros in the blank boxes. I couldn't believe it was possible. I started trying to remember the exams but I couldn't. The thought of being violent to myself enough to impose myself another year of Uni was unbearable. Let's just say that my depression is correlated to the level of my attendance, and have been since late elementary, early middle school, and that outside of school, I'm a rather happy person. I was so destroyed. I kinda blacked out trying to remember if I did went to the exams or not and how I could have forgotten to attend both of my majors. It lasted for a while. I decided I had to kill myself.
That's when I woke up in a panic attack.

I wonder if it is possible for iTunes to not be total shit.

Disarm D'arcy wrote:I have a set of exams in two weeks. I'm stressed.
Last night I dreamt I went to the administration's office at the Uni and they printed my notes. I started realizing that the best was 12,5 and 3 others were 8-9 (notes are on 20 over here). I realized two were missing on the paper and asked them to give them to me. They started looking on the computer and after a while they started laughing. One of them said "There are no notes because you didn't show up, mongoli". I was hurt by the derogative term and wanted to speak but the other administrator got around the desk and wrote zeros in the blank boxes. I couldn't believe it was possible. I started trying to remember the exams but I couldn't. The thought of being violent to myself enough to impose myself another year of Uni was unbearable. Let's just say that my depression is correlated to the level of my attendance, and have been since late elementary, early middle school, and that outside of school, I'm a rather happy person. I was so destroyed. I kinda blacked out trying to remember if I did went to the exams or not and how I could have forgotten to attend both of my majors. It lasted for a while. I decided I had to kill myself.
That's when I woke up in a panic attack.

This is, in part, why I said fuck it and quit Uni. It was too much for me. Recently met a girl I attended with and she was like "dude you changed so much, happy and open and relaxed and not staring at the ground all the time", and I was like, lol, you never saw me outside of uni
Good luck to you!
Just think of all the positive things that come when you finish. Globs of free time and post-uni rehab and living life! It's not like you can get a job with the state EU is in, anyway

alexa. wrote:This is, in part, why I said fuck it and quit Uni. It was too much for me. Recently met a girl I attended with and she was like "dude you changed so much, happy and open and relaxed and not staring at the ground all the time", and I was like, lol, you never saw me outside of uni
Good luck to you!

QFT

alexa. wrote:Just think of all the positive things that come when you finish. Globs of free time and post-uni rehab and living life! It's not like you can get a job with the state EU is in, anyway

Dude, I study law, so the more shit the EU is in, the more work I'll actually have

TMI dog butt stuff:

Post Office failed to deliver a package (trust me, postal morons... someone was home all day) then denies the claim because "records indicate package was delivered." No shit, Sherlock, I can see that from the less-than-useless tracking number info. Still doesn't change the fact that I NO HAS REVERBS.

Fuckers.

Post office are fucking lying liars. And they CHANGE THE FUCKING TRACKING INFO TO GET AWAY WITH IT. Fuck them. ARGH. ARGH! Poop.

Yeah my delivery person went through a phase of delivering all of my packages to the wrong house while still giving me my mail, how hard is it to get the right package to the right person??

Jack got loose on my semi hollow, wiring broke, and now I can't use it
Do I: Buy whatever tools I need to work on such guitars?...Take it somewhere and overpay them to do it?...Or cut a hole in the back, make a cover, and be able to mess with it as needed?