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ziggeypop · 4 years
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To everyone: (bit of an odd question) what’s your favorite emoji to use?
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ziggeypop · 5 years
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Don’t trust morning you. Morning you is a dick. Morning you would sell your loved ones if it got them 5 minutes of extra sleep
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So @carrotmarshmallow is onto something with today’s video,,, 👀
We’ve done some further looking into and it looks like it could be CTRL like on a keyboard…
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ziggeypop · 5 years
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We really need to normalise exercising and eating well for reasons other than losing weight or building huge amounts of muscle. I’ve started going to the gym recently to relieve stress and help me sleep but despite the fact that I fit into shirts and skirts in size small, I’ve been asked if I’m trying to lose weight numerous times. 
Here’s a list of non-aesthetic reasons to exercise:
relieves stress
keeps you healthy
improves sleep
can have a positive effect on mental health
makes you stronger and fitter
something to focus on other than work/school/uni
IT’S RECOMMENDED AS PART OF A HEALTHY LIFESTYLE
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ziggeypop · 5 years
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Comments/Posts are not a competition
Hey guys! To follow up from the vlog I made today, I have read over a lot of comments there and here and a bit from Twitter too and wanted to add a bit more. 
I’ve seen a lot of people say comments similar in tone to “I feel bad for being noticed more, other people should get a chance to be noticed too” and this sort of mentality is not really what I like to see either. I don’t want the community or the comments/posts anywhere to be a competition to see who gets noticed by me the most. It’s not an issue right now and has never really been that way to a huge degree but there are hints of it throughout the channel/tag and I don’t want that sort of stuff to proliferate and tear the community apart. It drives some people in the fandom to gain egos and think they’re better than some other people in the community. It’s super sweet and flattering when people have such a strong reaction when I reply to them but I don’t want to see anyone say they’re better than someone else cos I “noticed” them first.
I want the channel and community to be a place where people of all age,sex,race,ethnicity, belief system etc etc to feel welcome and feel like they can all have fun together. That sort of “Jack noticed me before you” style of mentality is something I never want to see gain any sort of traction because it pits the community against itself. It’s very hard to get so many fantastic people all together on a channel in the first place but even harder for everyone to get along so well all the time without ripping into each other after a while and you guys have blown me away so far.
I thought the community would get away from me ages ago and that I would lose all sort of control or direction of it but that hasn’t happened yet. We’ve faltered here and there but it’s still very strong and very welcoming to new people and very nice to the people who have always been here. I love that and I’m super proud of you all for that.
Again this isn’t an issue that I see in the community right now and have never really seen it on any large scale but I wanted to put my word on it out there NOW in case those seeds ever started to grow. I’ve seen it happen to other communities and channels and I will not let it happen here :) We are all equal and we are all just here to have fun and be nice to each other. Spread happiness and play some sweet video games. I firmly believe we can keep that level of humbleness and acceptance going for many more millions but I can’t do it alone and I trust you guys to act as nice and welcoming as you always have :) I’m gonna keep trying my damn hardest to keep things the way they are and do you guys proud, I care so damn much about this channel and community and I will always try to keep it a great place to be.
-Jack
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ziggeypop · 5 years
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In highschool I wrote a story about a middle-generation of stellar travelers. Their parents were born on earth and left as children, and the middle generation will not live long enough to see their destination. They live their entire lives on the ship and I wrote about them trying to find their place in everything. They will never know blue skies and warm beaches and open fields with warm breezes. They’ll never know birdsong or crickets or frogs. They’ll never hear the rain on the roof of a dreary day. I never could find the right way to end the story. I wanted it to be a happy ending, but I didn’t know how to do it.
I realize now that it was a book about me dealing with depression before I even knew it. Looking back at how blatant the projecting was, it’s obvious now. It wasn’t then.
In the story, the middle-generation people are lost. They’re apathetic. They’re just a placeholder. The only job they have is to keep the ship running, have kids, and die. As the middle generation of people began becoming adults, suicide rates were skyrocketing. Crime and drug rates were jumping. This generation was completely apathetic because they felt that they had no use.
In the story, a small group of people in the middle-generation create the Weather Project. They turn the ship into a terrarium. They make magnificent gardens and take the DNA of animals they took with them and recreate them and they make this cold, metal spaceship that they have to live their entire lives on into a home. They take what little they have and they break it and rearrange it into something beautiful. They take this radical idea and turn the ship into a wonderful jungle of trees and birds and sunshine.
And I realize now how much it reflects my state of mind as I transitioned from a child into an adult while dealing with depression. You always hear “it gets better” and “when you’re older things will be easier” and I was so sick of waiting for it to get better. I was in the middle-generation stage. And I was sick of it. I was so sick of waiting.
When I was in highschool I didn’t know how to end the story. I didn’t know how to have a happy ending. I didn’t have the life experience then to finish the story in a meaningful way. I didn’t know how to make it better for these middle-generation characters.
But now that I’m older, I’m learning. That if you sit and wait for things to get better, it never will. You have to take your life and break it apart and rearrange it into something beautiful. You have to make the cold metal ship into the garden that you deserve. You have to make your own meaning. You have to plant your own garden.
You have to teach yourself that being happy is not a radical idea.
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ziggeypop · 5 years
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homophobes are not allowed to use computers because the inventor of the computer was gay
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ziggeypop · 5 years
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Am I wet? Am I on my period? Did I pee my pants?- next on wtf is going on down there.
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ziggeypop · 5 years
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Sean when Robin cuts to just the face cam in a beat saber video:
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ziggeypop · 5 years
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The JSE theorists right now.
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ziggeypop · 5 years
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;_;
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ziggeypop · 5 years
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STORY TIME:
I work in a decent sized, local, indie bookstore. It’s a great job 99% of the time and a lot of our customers are pretty neat people. Any who, middle of the day this little old lady comes up. She’s lovably kooky. She effuses how much she loves the store and how she wishes she could spend more time in it but her husband is waiting in the car (OH! I BETTER BUY HIM SOME CHOCOLATE!), she piles a bunch of art supplies on the counter and then stops and tells me how my bangs are beautiful and remind her of the ocean (“Wooooosh” she says, making a wave gesture with her hand)
Ok. I think to myself. Awesomely happy, weird little old ladies are my favorite kind of customer. They’re thrilled about everything and they’re comfortably bananas. I can have a good time with this one. So we chat and it’s nice.
Then this kid, who’s been up my counter a few times to gather his school textbooks, comes up in line behind her (we’re connected to a major university in the city so we have a lot of harried students pass through). She turns around to him and, out of nowhere, demands that he put his textbooks on the counter. He’s confused but she explains that she’s going to buy his textbooks.
He goes sheetrock white. He refuses and adamantly insists that she can’t do that. It’s like, $400 worth of textbooks. She, this tiny old woman, bodily takes them out of her hands, throws them on the counter and turns to me with a intense stare and tells me to put them on her bill. The kid at this point is practically in tears. He’s confused and shocked and grateful. Then she turns to him and says “you need chocolate.” She starts grabbing handfuls of chocolates and putting them in her pile.
He keeps asking her “why are you doing this?” She responds “Do you like Harry Potter?“ and throws a copy of the new Cursed Child on the pile too.
Finally she’s done and I ring her up for a crazy amount of money. She pays and asks me to please give the kid a few bags for his stuff. While I’m bagging up her merchandise the kid hugs her. We’re both telling her how amazing she is and what an awesome thing she’s done. She turns to both of us and says probably one of the most profound, unscripted things I’ve ever had someone say:
“It’s important to be kind. You can’t know all the times that you’ve hurt people in tiny, significant ways. It’s easy to be cruel without meaning to be. There’s nothing you can do about that. But you can choose to be kind. Be kind.”
The kid thanks her again and leaves. I tell her again how awesome she is. She’s staring out the door after him and says to me: “My son is a homeless meth addict. I don’t know what I did. I see that boy and I see the man my son could have been if someone had chosen to be kind to him at just the right time.”
I’ve bagged up all her stuff and at this point am super awkward and feel like I should say something but I don’t know what. Then she turns to me and says: I wish I could have bangs like that but my darn hair is just too curly.“ And leaves.
And that is the story of the best customer I’ve ever had. Be kind to somebody today.
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ziggeypop · 5 years
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Watch this if you haven’t yet and if you have. Watch it again cause i cant remeber the last time i laughed so hard at sean 😂😂😂😂😂😂😂 My stomach and my cheeks hurt i laughed so hard
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ziggeypop · 5 years
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tfriendly reminder that the 20th of this month is the 2 year anniversary of the detention series, and the 25th is the anniversary for one of my favorite glitches :’).
(in retrospect, a game about someone forever being trapped in their own loop of their death because of their guilt/shame coupled with quotes like “forgotten or just too afraid to remember” and “memories are like a mirror, reflecting the true likeness of your soul”, still fits so friggin well with the current ego storyline 👌)
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ziggeypop · 5 years
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Increasingly verbose memes are cool again. Why? Because I said so.
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ziggeypop · 5 years
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The First Phase
A Timeline of random hints, clues, and cryptic stuff starting from August of 2018 til the very end of that year. 
Buckle up (yet again- 4th time’s the charm).
Here we go!
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ziggeypop · 5 years
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The First Phase
A Timeline of random hints, clues, and cryptic stuff starting from August of 2018 til the very end of that year. 
Buckle up (yet again- 4th time’s the charm).
Here we go!
Keep reading
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