Everything dies. Everything passes. Nothing can last https://monobahiscasino.co.uk/ forever. People change, you change, the environment changes. And the question is, can you, do you want to live up to it?.
No, this is not a farewell blog, why are these stupid and pretentious words written at the end, and boiling down to one thing – “What a great me you lost. Cry the scum". And not a post of love for Stopgeym.
Rather an attempt to explain what is going on in the soul.
And different things are happening. Hm. To put it simply, my problem is that I have completely dropped out of the life of the community. There are a lot of wonderful and good people here, but my problem is that I’m not interested not only in people, but in their interests and hobbies – although, in theory, everyone here has common interests – video games and so on, but, but… On streams, on blogs and in a Skype conference, they discuss some new released film that you haven’t seen and are unlikely to watch, some names and surnames come up that you don’t know either, titles are juggled series (for this reason I left the Press Start conference – when they spam your personal message with fifty messages about something you’ve heard for the first time, it’s not good), from new games – hits, in a year and a half, maybe two, I only played MGS V. In general, it turns out to be a sullen loner sociopath.
And there is a lack of communication, I would love to talk to someone – on streams I feel like amateurs, but the problem is that this is not a solution. The problems are in the barriers that you yourself have created in your head. It’s not you who are bad, but I myself don’t want to make contact. About a month ago I was invited to a conference to play mafia with the Blogovites. He successfully merged through his own fault – you should have asked at least to begin with – why the hell do you need a commissioner and a whore, and when voting on who to throw out, he couldn’t offer anything because he didn’t understand who owned which vote. But these are again lyrics. Explanation, although no one gives a damn.
And the post is about the fact that I myself am curious and interested in seeing what path I have traveled in five years. How have my interests changed?. It’s time to meet someone new. Talk about your interests. From the “All Dogs Go to Heaven” forum via Stopgame directly to the Website about politics, geopolitics, economics and military affairs. That’s where I went. More interesting than here. Everything at Stopgame is nice and homely. No one here will call him a Jewish slave and a Kremlin bot. And crests are a completely separate issue.
And so far my interests look like this – cooking, literature, Nintendo games, politics and economics. That’s it. In this regard, perhaps in the summer, I will write a culinary blog.
In the meantime, when I go to Stopgame, I just feel old. Somehow, a new generation suddenly grew up, with different values and ideas. And you were left somewhere behind. And there is no desire to catch up. So, develop yourself and keep creating. This is fine. When the old guard gives way to the youth.
Looking back, I already did more than the average blogger could do. How many of the users managed to introduce a new function to Stopgame – but I managed. The automatic removal of the picture under the spoiler is my merit – I fucked the administration and Rinat so much with this that they preferred to make an entire script for this. Another blog of mine got into Contact and Pikabu, and one of my comments was posted on Bashorg. My hairdryer also killed my rating from plus 120 to minus 20. Pulled back to zero by all the blogs. Thanks to Cortez for this. Received an exclusive inscription in the ban history. In general, it somehow contributed to the life of Blogs. You could even say I developed the site.
So now I can rest and move on to other problems. After all, in two years the problem of “finding a girl” smoothly turned into the problem of “Find a wife” – of course, rubbing mucous with different persons of the opposite sex is interesting, but this is the age when you need to rub with one in a legal union approved by society and the state. Yes, and tomorrow I’ll go to the pool to sign up. In general, life goes on.
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