Oh yeah definitely! He sounds like one of the those ‘self-help’ guys that prey on people’s insecurities to make a quick buck with vague sounding ‘facts’ that are actually just shitty buzz words for audience not to notice that his actual agenda.
Something I find incredibly funny (not funny haha, funny ironic) is that the school district I spent most of my childhood in took what they called "gifted kids" and put them all in one class that they told us was "advanced classes" and it changed throughout the levels of schooling. This program was called SPECTRA (for literally no reason they came up with it because it sounded smart). In elementary/primary school, they took us out of class for a whole day once a week and put us all together to work on projects that were not something kids were normally given (example: a lot of space related things, STEAM sorts of projects, and a lot of complex interrelated things that the other kids either didn't want to do or didn't understand yet). We did this from second grade to fifth grade, and then we moved on to middle school/junior high. I was lucky to get the teacher who had been a SPECTRA student himself, and was diagnosed with ADHD. He gave us fun projects that let us work our brains and hyperfocus while also giving us creative freedom and a break from homework and normal class stuff. In highschool, that class devolved into some sort of seminar. However, that middle school class was the best class I ever took. In that class, I was able to create my own country and run it how I pleased (taught us how different countries work together and necessary ways to survive capitalism, and even how war effected countries economically). I was taught how to express myself creatively (through music videos, film making, design projects, and even completely free-reign projects as long as it was in video form). I was taught how to do taxes in that class. I was allowed to plan out my life, even with it's own forms of random crisis. I was taught law in that class. I was taught more about how to live and how to do it in a way that worked for me. That class was my world, in some way. The funny thing about that class is almost everyone who qualified was neurodivergent. Autistic kids, kids with ADHD, and others were compiled into a class designed for us. The only thing I wish that class had done better was continue into highschool properly, and tell us the truth instead of feeding us the "gifted kid" shit. But I will forever love that class. (TBH I don't remember how this started but now I'm really sad that I can't take that class again.)
Y’all ever forget the meaning of a work like maybe the word broccoli or something like that and your brain is like what broccoli and forget what broccoli is but you remember the word
Sometimes, it's usually a weird word that neither I nor those around me use frequently, but one I like the sound of and repeat in my head as a stim. This week it was ennui (on-wee). I could not place what it meant, nor why it was on loop in my head. I looked it up and it refers to "a feeling of listlessness and dissatisfaction arising from a lack of occupation or excitement." So, like ADHD understimulation could also be called ennui. But usually it's the opposite, I'm thinking of a thing, or even sometimes just a concept, and the word associated with it will NOT come to the forefront of my mind. It is in my memory, my rolodex of vocabulary, but I cannot summon it into my immediate awareness, even though I can feel it scuttling around my brain, hiding behind the corner. Just a moment ago, it was the word, "conventional." As in, conventional medicine. My brain was like, "it's sort of like, if 'accepted' 'orthodox' and 'contemporary' had a baby. Like... like typical, not necessarily because it's better, but because it's the agreed upon way to do things." Obviously, the word finally came to me, after breaking it down.
That last one was… questionable.
Oh yeah definitely! He sounds like one of the those ‘self-help’ guys that prey on people’s insecurities to make a quick buck with vague sounding ‘facts’ that are actually just shitty buzz words for audience not to notice that his actual agenda.
Yeah, I was like “I just heard a lot of bs already” when it was done lol
My neurodivergent brain hated the way he flipped the viewer back and forth. Like??! HOLD THE FUCK STILL, I HATE FLASHING
Something I find incredibly funny (not funny haha, funny ironic) is that the school district I spent most of my childhood in took what they called "gifted kids" and put them all in one class that they told us was "advanced classes" and it changed throughout the levels of schooling. This program was called SPECTRA (for literally no reason they came up with it because it sounded smart). In elementary/primary school, they took us out of class for a whole day once a week and put us all together to work on projects that were not something kids were normally given (example: a lot of space related things, STEAM sorts of projects, and a lot of complex interrelated things that the other kids either didn't want to do or didn't understand yet). We did this from second grade to fifth grade, and then we moved on to middle school/junior high. I was lucky to get the teacher who had been a SPECTRA student himself, and was diagnosed with ADHD. He gave us fun projects that let us work our brains and hyperfocus while also giving us creative freedom and a break from homework and normal class stuff. In highschool, that class devolved into some sort of seminar. However, that middle school class was the best class I ever took. In that class, I was able to create my own country and run it how I pleased (taught us how different countries work together and necessary ways to survive capitalism, and even how war effected countries economically). I was taught how to express myself creatively (through music videos, film making, design projects, and even completely free-reign projects as long as it was in video form). I was taught how to do taxes in that class. I was allowed to plan out my life, even with it's own forms of random crisis. I was taught law in that class. I was taught more about how to live and how to do it in a way that worked for me. That class was my world, in some way. The funny thing about that class is almost everyone who qualified was neurodivergent. Autistic kids, kids with ADHD, and others were compiled into a class designed for us. The only thing I wish that class had done better was continue into highschool properly, and tell us the truth instead of feeding us the "gifted kid" shit. But I will forever love that class. (TBH I don't remember how this started but now I'm really sad that I can't take that class again.)
Y’all ever forget the meaning of a work like maybe the word broccoli or something like that and your brain is like what broccoli and forget what broccoli is but you remember the word
im... im not the only one...?
Sometimes, it's usually a weird word that neither I nor those around me use frequently, but one I like the sound of and repeat in my head as a stim. This week it was ennui (on-wee). I could not place what it meant, nor why it was on loop in my head. I looked it up and it refers to "a feeling of listlessness and dissatisfaction arising from a lack of occupation or excitement." So, like ADHD understimulation could also be called ennui.
But usually it's the opposite, I'm thinking of a thing, or even sometimes just a concept, and the word associated with it will NOT come to the forefront of my mind. It is in my memory, my rolodex of vocabulary, but I cannot summon it into my immediate awareness, even though I can feel it scuttling around my brain, hiding behind the corner. Just a moment ago, it was the word, "conventional." As in, conventional medicine. My brain was like, "it's sort of like, if 'accepted' 'orthodox' and 'contemporary' had a baby. Like... like typical, not necessarily because it's better, but because it's the agreed upon way to do things."
Obviously, the word finally came to me, after breaking it down.
Like only remembering one word from a song but no idea where it from?
Old comment, but FUCKING YES. I hate that!
I would love to just forget broccoli entirely.
Ehhhh last one sounds a little scammy the way they presented it
2:41 for as long as I could remember. So casually.
hey there
Hey, how ya doing?
sorry forgot to reply im good wbu?
(screw grammar lol sorry)
Doing pretty good