In all the comparisons and gaming benchmarks I've seen, the 6700K and 7700K are achieving virtually identical frames in various configurations and games.
OK so I have seen a lot of crazy things in my time but have you ever seen a 1000% Christian site posting about a GPU. With other articles like: "How can Christians know for sure that they are saved?" and "Crowd-Pleasing Kong: Skull Island Has An Important Christian Theme" Comes "AMD Vega release dates, specs news: Radeon RX Vega spotted in benchmark; graphics card coming soon"
What could this mean? Is AMD Vega the holy father? Will we face the rapture if it is beaten by Nvidia? And when will that Mr Jesus appear along side such a beautiful card. Find Out at Christian Today, your one stop shop for everything church!
i have the feeling i should make this thread for people that maybe need someone to talk to, or just want to tell me/us something.
if this is against the rules in anyway, which i doubt please do tell me.
to me:
my name is vinnie, i was born in march of 2003. as a child, i lived in malta. i always was the odd one out because i never listened andnever payed attention to what people told me to do. (thats probably not something good)
my mum worked for IT companied and my dad (well actually stepdad but hes the only one i know) was a superyachtcaptain. when i was about 4 we moved to france for 6 months, because thats where the yacht my dad was working on was (at this time my 1st brother was born)we moved back to malta but shortly after we moved to mallorca. i went to a spanish school, and learned spanish. after 8 months in mallorca we moved back to malta, again. at this time i was about 6 1/2. i started sailing at a local sailing club and took professional swimming lessons 2x a week. for the next 2 years all went fine, i was the funny one in class, just a boy enjoying his life. then it happend: my dad was diagnosed with leukemia. we moved to germany where the rest of his family was, and he had the best care he could get since he was working for the richest man in germany. afteR 1 year, his condition got worse, he was put in a coma and stayed in it for about 6 months. he was in intensive care, so we werent allowed to visit him alot. one day i decided to see if i could visit him on my own, this was the 31 august 2012. i was walking to him calmly in the room, and i told him that i loved him and that i miss him. i remember him trying to move his hand a tiny bit towards mine, when all the machines started beeping and the nurses pulled me out of his room. i was crying my eyes out because i wanted to stay with him, but they brought me to a flat we had rented on the hospital ground. (the flats were meant for nurses and doctors and nurses, but we were allowed to rent one too. i cant remember what happend next, but what i know is when i woke up the next day next to my crying mum, i didnt know what was going on. she told me he left us. i didnt believe her at first, my dad was too strong, he couldnt leave 3 children(one only 3 months old)behind. there was a good male nurse i was friends with and he found my hiding my one of the hospital ponds. i cant really remember anything until the day of his funeral (im sorry if i mistype something im crying a little) i didnt leave the house for a few weeks, i couldnt. my mum decided we should move to the UK, to get our mind off some things. this was all about 5 years ago. in the uk, i made some friends, but i was never happy. i carried on my sailing career and did lots of sport. in my 1 1/2 years living there, i never told anyone my dad had died. not even my best friend, only the day we left to move back to austria where we are originally from. i miss the UK, the people are so different and nice there.3 years ago, we moved back to austria. i had to become a man early, since there was no one to teach my brothers what men do. i had to learn the things what men do, so i can teach my brothers. it still breaks my heard today when my 5 year old brother calls me dad. i had problems making friends in school, to this day i only really have 1 or 2 really good friends. i have others, but i cant talk to them as if they really were part of me. for me, friends are family. i got my own boat when i was 12, we also bought a lakehouse because me and my mum love the water. since his death, and his burial in germany, i have only visited his grave 2 times. we drive to germany 2 times a year, and i always promise my mum ill go by the grave and leave flowers, but i reality i dont have the strengh to go there.im gonna be 14 now, and i really miss my dad, but i cant get him back. thats just the way life works, you can die yound or you can die old.
thats why i think you should make the most out of your life, spend every second you can with people you love. do the things you find fun, do the things you want to do.
life can turn in a short amout of time, dont underestimate it.