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I agree, the solar system is a marvelous thing with various things that are yet to be discovered. I may not be a huge space nerd but it is fascinating whenever I hear anything in the news that involves a discovery or an interesting fact about the galaxy that we didn’t know about.

A large number of people believe that we f----d up the planet, believe it or not. So instead of focusing on world problems such as climate change or the ocean’s pollution problem, they would rather seek another plant they can adapt to and probably f up that planet in a decade within landing to said planet (mars as far as I’m aware). It is disappointing that a few scientists would rather let this-

-planet burn to the ground and escape to a different planet where one, there’s a medium portability we’re able to adapt to a new planet, two, where will we get our renewable resources such as oil? These things are required in order to survive on a new planet where said planet will probably not possess.

Earth is on its tip of its downfall; if it hasn’t already burned to the ground by now. Politics this, politics that, it’s all meaningless arguments against one party to another every single day, and the worst part is, neither party gets nowhere to what the topic they may be discussing about, such as climate change.

It’s all a disaster, and honestly, humans are the dumbest, mindless, creatures ever to exist on this planet. Humans were pretty average until up around the time humans learned to talk. That’s when war, racism, slavery, murder, etc began. Did I rant too much, yeah.

Stoppppp, I know he dies, but the thought of watching the final episode of koro sensei being killed makes me want to have a breakdown. From what I heard, the ending is pretty satisfying and heartbreaking as you know why, though I appreciate the studio for not making a season 3 as Koro sensei’s death is a suitable ending for the show. I stopped around episode 35 but I definitely recommend continuing the series.

Jesus lord, sounds like actual torture for you. I was never a fan of camps and saw no reason why parents send their kids to camps with chaperones they barely know. 6 hours outside in the scorching heat is basically abuse, no matter what contract might be behind the reason.

It's a shame that your mother wouldn’t understand the pain and suffering you had to deal with every day for 6 hours (straight)? Also, I see why you dread tennis so much now. I would too despise tennis if I had to play it on a bases every day under the unbearable heat.

You’re alright though, right? I know having a love-hate relationship with your mother is unhealthy and stinks in the long run, but hell, It’s a surprise you manage to get through everything you’ve been through.

Well, I mentioned this already but I guess I’ll give a summary of it. When I was five years old, around the age of being naive, I never liked eating anything my mother offered me. If it was breakfast, lunch, dinner, dessert, or a beverage, I would always reject it and head back to my own business; often, I would eat a tiny bite of egg or cheese but I tend to spit out half of the food I took in for odd reasons.

So, one night, my stomach was in so much critical pain, I collapsed on the bathroom floor around 9 pm and I was imminently rushed to the hospital where they had to operate on my stomach for a reason I forgot but whatever it was, it was serious and dangerous. Keep in mind, the moment I collapsed, I dazed out and had no clue what occurred until I woke up looking at the lights above me, not able to move a single muscle.

It was the most horrendous, dreadful, frightening experience I had ever gone through. It was basically a life or death incident. Luckily I was okay, but due to the condition I was in, I had to stay over in the hospital for 3 weeks in December before I was able to head back home. Missed Christmas but oh well.

Dreadful experiences. Moving on, gonna go with a cliche question; trust me, it's the only cliche question I’ll ask… probably not.

Which of the five senses would you agree to lose? And why?

what you say is so right that its actually stupid. the hell? we already screwed up the planet, so yeah, lets find another to screw again? its literally so troublesome to even get ourselves to the closest planet near us, which is mars. why obsess over these things when you wont even be alive to see it? or when your children and grandchildren will have to go through the pain of trying to be selected to go to space?

its so frustrating knowing that im absolutely useless. i cant do anything to change anyone. the world sucks. theres so many bad things about it. i could start listing things, but im pretty sure we've already have had this conversation before.

on another note, i actually saw a video yesterday by yestheory about this guy who had a childhood dream of going skydiving at like 25k feet.

he accomplished his goal around last march, and it was absolutely heartwarming. he had friends, connections, and literally had the time of his life. it was so surprising for me to see people actually enjoying life. it was so eye-opening as i thought it was so unrealistic before.

well, it probably still is, but its nice knowing that it does exist.

its like being trapped in a cave all your life, but finally realizing theres light outside the cave. even though still trapped, theres some hope and happiness knowing that theres something out there.

yeah, i went through hell. its something that probably took 2 years off of my life. hated it. dreaded it. will not do it again.

im somewhat alright though. i have been through a lot, but the only thing i can do about the aftereffects is to just deal with it. happiness wont be given simply because you just asked for it, so you just deal with it. deal with everything that pains you because theres nothing you can do about it. so yeah, im doing alright. my mental health is somewhat alright now considering how its summer.

at five years old? are you kidding? how can you remember such a terrible experience at such a young age? ive had my share of traumatizing things ive experienced when i was younger, but i remember none of it. i guess its a way of my brain just subconsciously trying to push everything away that might be relevant to bad memories.

i still cant believe it. an emergency operation at 5? thats so scary, but im so happy and relieved that you got through it. on the bright side, i guess you could say that living was your christmas present, but i dont think that type of perspective will help you what-so-ever, so uhhh... yay? living after such a horrible experience? thank you, santa.