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Anyone who brought it upon themselves to write an overly realistic bullet simulation for their game will inevitably come to a point where they discover – this isn’t so realistic, why do bullets just disappear when they hit a wall?. While the majority of game developers shrug, research the subject for about 13.2 seconds, ignore …
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2008, age 11. I listened to nothing but pop music; Pink – So What, Flo-Rida – Low, and Rihanna – Don’t Stop The Music. I was in sixth grade of elementary school, a very nice class with lots of girls who liked how expressive I was, and all of them were into this pop music …
Ever since the queue came out, I’ve religiously spent a few minutes to an hour clicking away. Most notably, I’ve decided to select Ignore (as it was previously called) or select Not interested for games which I have no interest in ever playing. And boy, do I have many games which I have no interest …
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Atlases fascinate me since middle school. We were given an atlas and were told to look up such things as the GDP of a sub-Saharan country, compare the climate zone north- and south of the Himalaya mountain range or to explain the source of the height differences seen in two different Rhine river villages. The …
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Nothing good comes of Googling “my blog is too awkwaes” [sic]. Surprisingly, I stumbled upon ScrabbledRambles‘ 5 Confessions of a Socially Awkward Blogger and I vibe with it to some extent. It’s not just me having something for shy girls, I promise, although it may cloud my editorial and directive vision. Cough. The post details …
Writing is like slowly pushing a dagger into your mind through the back of your head, clenching your mental butt cheeks to prepare for the pain which never comes. Or at least that’s what it feels to me to “soil a page”. Don’t quote me on this, but I think that writer’s block might suck. …
People telling you to sleep is like eating. It goes in one hole and out the other. Somehow I managed to keep the idea of sleep logging stuck inside of me long enough to make it a habit to scanalyze and gathertain this data and transmogrify the crap out of it (translation: graph it). Follow …
3.00-14.00 = 11 hr sleep, restaurant (fat pizza, 1 1/2, took friend’s half) + felt hungry after yesterday. Watched movies at another friend’s where it smells of cigarettes. — “8 7 16” These were the first lines in my first diary, which I lovingly called “N”, after the post-roman era notation of “zero”; nulla. At …
Much like SaltBae I throw around entities arguably resembling content or containing substance, but unlike him I don’t own a business dead-pressed on infusing their product with precious metals. Why did I do this? My deepest and darkest fantasy is to be a normal human being one day and say “Hi!” to my neighbours, watch …
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