Is Studying Logic Actually Useful?

After I finally decided to pretend I was a chipmunk, I went to pick up a chipmunk. I originally had a little mouse with a more stable mood to choose from, but when I went to someone else's house, I finally chose a little mouse that could scream when picked up and pinched, and would get scared and just want to hide, regardless of whether the hiding place was a stranger's clothes. I like to stock up on paper, no matter what kind of paper it is, I must stock up on it. If I rob her, she will retaliate by peeing on my hand. When eating molar carrots, only eat the carrot tips. You can take away the rest after chewing the tips and will not take them back. You can also trick her into pretending not to give it to her with a whole carrot, but after two or three times she becomes dissatisfied. She says she doesn't want to eat it, so she turns her face, and even if I give it to her, she won't take it. If you bite the wire and hit her, she will stop, but if you hit her too hard, she will deliberately make you angry, stare at you and continue to chew, without even running away. One time I hit her head with a pair of scissors and it was really hard. I even doubted whether the little mouse could bear such a heavy blow on her head. It scared me to death. It turned out that the stinky rat was very resistant to being beaten. After the beating, he looked back at me strangely, his expression full of disbelief, that you actually hit me. Then he went back to the cage and huddled up very unhappy and depressed. She is a little house mouse who doesn't like to go out to play and is very afraid of outside sounds. She only explores the area when I'm next to her. But recently she has finally gotten braver, and she can stay on the table and play by herself even when I go out. She doesn't drink water when she's unhappy, and she doesn't drink the fruit juice she likes. I don't want the carrots I like to eat. I was afraid that I would really hit her hard, so I used dried frozen tofu to coax her to come out and have a look. She didn't move when the dried tofu was opened. When it was handed over, she stuck out her nose and thought for a second before carefully taking the dried tofu away. When she got out after eating, it was obvious that she was really happy. She thought it was delicious and was happy to have another one. Much better than me... When I am sad, I will accept compensation from others for my favorite food, but I will always have a sad face. And she doesn't attack people when she's angry. The biggest counterattack was to bite me. But I attack people. Although I have never beaten anyone, I am always ready to fight to the death when pushed to the bottom line. The little mouse didn't. The little mouse believed that I didn't mean to kill her, that I didn't mean it. I raised a mouse that looked very similar to myself and raised myself all over again.

Oh my god, I thought that high school seniors were already miserable, but looking at it this way, everyone is miserable in their own way. . . ! (Come on?

Quarrel with boyfriend. In fact, we shouldn't have argued, but he always felt that I would be in conflict with him. This Cold War mentality kept pushing me away. He thought we would quarrel, so our interactions turned into quarrels. I finally talked to him at the school gate, and after a lot of back-and-forth conversations along the way, I finally got to the point where he would not interrupt me and ask me to go back to the starting point. He explained one point over and over again, explained the theory and gave examples, and then went on to the next point. His eyes were wide open and wet like a puppy. I thought it was quite pretty, but my intuition told me that this dog didn't listen at all. I don't know what he's looking at when he's watching me talk about Diligulu. What's there to be so dazed about? After enduring it for a long time, I couldn't bear it anymore and asked him, "Do you understand?" Do you understand? Do you understand? He finally spoke without even listening. I couldn't help but slap him in the mouth. Then "Hey! I gave you the medicine and wiped it off!"

When you are under too much pressure, it is good to drop everything you are doing and go away at any time. You can ride a bike with your relatives and friends or take a subway stop, go to the Summer Palace for a walk, sit by the Kunming Lake; go to the mall to have a meal, chat or battle; or simply take a bath and sleep. Anyway, life is a river. As long as it does not dry up, even if you are not satisfied with the nearby environment, you can still rush to the next place.

A spell is a spell (can't sleep. Jpg)

After crying a lot today, I first drew an expression that I liked very much, and then sold the order smoothly and easily. Then I opened the manuscript and saw the fifth page in the morning. I slowly gained new ideas and felt good. My friend comforted me (I was really embarrassed that I cried with her many times), and Big Data also recommended my boss Kavin's posts. Although there were few comments, there were some. I feel supported by the world, and many small tendernesses cheer me up and give me the courage to continue. The goal is to write a chapter that you feel satisfied with now and have no regrets about, every chapter until the day the story ends.

Bell always appears in strange places

What am I sad about? My life? Where is my life? Why are they all human?

Be sure that a certain branch of your family has a genetic legacy of mental illness. This kind of inheritance is not so much that a person is found to be mentally ill at birth, but it is not so little that outsiders can notice that something is not right about this person, and that he can also let himself see the difference from most normal people. I have survived through dissociation since childhood. Sometimes I think about the survival of the fittest, and I deserve to survive. But I wonder if such a gene is really right?

As of now, I will go work as a cow and horse tomorrow morning. If you don't understand something, just let me do it. I tried it three times and finally there was a problem with the software. It was amazing. Tomorrow is all about proofreading. How on earth can I master coding?