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Visited parents for new years'. Drank a beer, half a glass of wine, and a couple of glasses of champagne and I feel incredibly tipsy. Now I'm home. Hope everyone has a good one, happy new year!
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Have you considered worm composting? You can allegedly do that in a small bucket under your kitchen sink and I've heard you can do vermiculture relatively smell-free even in a small apartment. It's something I'd wanted to go to a class on because I think it's an interesting concept and I want to get into gardening, I have a comfy little garden that I want to maximise the potential of.I like the concept of composting because you're literally reusing your food scraps to later feed your plants and that's a whole spiritual-like life-cycle fuckery going on that I really enjoy engaging in. But I'm having trouble:
Hope we get to see you in another New Year thread.Happy New Year fellow Kiwis. Hope you all get to have a fantastic 2026 and that it goes far smoother than 2025 has for you all. Never been one for New Years resolutions, but I'm hoping I still get a chance to make a few more cherished memories with my family and friends, and that I can continue to shitpost with you all for a bit longer![]()
I don't even have the motivation to play video games and slack off some days. I sleep until noon a lot and don't get out of bed until the dread becomes too much. But to answer your question, the only classes I passed were the ones not related to my major. Funny how that works. I never had any goals, my father just wanted me to go to school and I went along with it. I have no idea what I want to do in life even though it's been several years since HS ended. Usually I'd GTFO after class, yes. The place was really uninviting, I felt like I was being stared at for just being present. I'm not even fat or a tranny!I have questions. Why don't you feel motivation to get things done? Is it bc your classes are a lot of general classes/ do you know what you want to focus on & do you have goals?
That commute is fairly long, which is tiring if you're not used to it (and often even if you are). Do you have classes everyday? Do you stay on campus to study or just gtfo after class? What about extracurriculars?
I did have one, my English Composition class, which I passed with flying colors. The professor was a very liberal and progressive type of guy but he was also understanding and I genuinely think he had some good insights when things weren't about politics. My final essay was about shilling nuclear power and I got a 90 on it along with a lot of nice thoughtful comments from him.Don't you have any classes you enjoy and find interesting? It's been a while, but I remember I had a few teachers in uni that really captivated my attention. Others plain sucked and it made me hate the subject matter too... Maybe it has something to do with that for you too?
For once I've no deadline for a new job, no ticking timer to get out of a terrible market lest I get stuck for life. Somehow I avoided the usual feeling of "people are out there experiencing life unlike me". I did see some younguns waddle around drunk at 11, probably on their way to a party. I still have the juvenile perception of parties; "wow, new year's! Start of a new life; dope a baddie, move to a new country, wahoo!". Reality is that most people just dine it in and go back to work.Personally, I find New Years a little unnerving. It's a reminder that time is continuing on, always moving a little bit faster than you expected it would...
I went into uni thinking it'd be the american fairytale: 100% of my time put into it, engage in clubs, legacy, lecturers. Nah, it was closer to public school than high school. People met, studied, went home. They already had their friends and family. Those of us who moved to study, uprooting from everything, were basically fucked. No wonder I feel isolated, not having moved back. It's rough as shit starting from zero, because your best chance is to be adopted into a social circle or find other people who have no one else, and they're likely in that position for a reason.Even high school was better because I had people to talk to. I guess that's what you've gotta expect from a community college (lmao) but yeah.
Yeah, but I don't know where I'd have to go to find worms. Still, I eat a significant amount of oranges per day, which acid would irritate their skin.Have you considered worm composting?
This is close to what happened to me. Everyone would come out of the classroom practically running to take the bus home. I would stay in uni talking to people for a while before they would ask me the same thing repeatedly: "Do you have class later?," to which I'd reply no; "Wait, if you don't have class why don't you go home?" Right.I went into uni thinking it'd be the american fairytale: 100% of my time put into it, engage in clubs, legacy, lecturers. Nah, it was closer to public school than high school. People met, studied, went home. They already had their friends and family.
I once encountered a person like this when I rented a room for a month. I hate and despise disgusting beings like that with no self control. She rarely walked her dog, the female spitz, so sometimes there were dog doodies around the apartment. The smell of something resembling weed prevailed at night. I once woke up at 3am and heard her yelling some crazy bullshit on the phone.Venezuelan neighbor played loud spanish music all night apparently. I understand fireworks and some music until like 2 am since this is New Year's, but I got woken up at 7 am and they were still going... Woke up multiple times until I gave up on sleeping around 11 am and they were STILL going. Around noon I walked by her house and she was smoking by the window STILL PLAYING MUSIC. They played shitty spanish music with the windows open for this entire time. Not a good start to my year...
Would love some kind of advice or at least someone relating to this. Can't really play loud music to make her get the hint because that would bother the other neighbors, especially the elderly lady next to me that is super nice. I gave her the stink eye as I was walking past (I wasn't able to control my face, I truly feel so disgusted by this woman's existence) and I'm pretty sure she started insulting me in spanish, which LOL. I know the landlord so if this repeats after new years I'm gonna have a polite word with him. She also litters in front of her house and that's pretty gross, she's pretty gross in general. In appearance, in spirit, etc.
I don't even have the motivation to play video games and slack off some days. I sleep until noon a lot and don't get out of bed until the dread becomes too much
Can I recommend to the both of you, to detox from the internet and your devices as a whole? Anhedonia and burn out is something I'm intimately familiar with, and whenever I've taken a longer period of time away from a screen my energy and desire to do things I enjoy increases.I'm so burnt out in a weird way. Up early, to bed late, very productive yet once I sit down am ready to do something, I just don't. I've got a lot of games and books I wanna experience but I just can't sit down to do any of it. I get bored enough of trying to find a game that I read, which is to say I read a lot, but it doesn't feel like a real hobby or as useful. It's more of a "I've read that book" than "I experienced and enjoyed it".
Just sucks because this is my home like I'm not renting or anything, this is where I'm gonna stay hopefully forever. It was a very safe quiet street until a couple of years ago because it used to be just a bunch of old people and now they're all dying and being replaced with brazilians and now venezuelans apparently. Grim.I once encountered a person like this when I rented a room for a month. I hate and despise disgusting beings like that with no self control. She rarely walked her dog, the female spitz, so sometimes there were dog doodies around the apartment. The smell of something resembling weed prevailed at night. I once woke up at 3am and heard her yelling some crazy bullshit on the phone.
That whole month felt like I was in some sort of a drug den. I'm glad it was long time ago.