” Ian said.He sat down and slipped a CD across the table at me.“What’s this?” I asked.“It’s a CD full of old-school Goth music. Try it, yo...’ll like it.”“Who’s on it?”“You know, The Sisters, Bauhaus, Siouxsie, Fields, Ministry, all the big names the yuppies will never know.”“I’m depressed Ian, how is listing to whiners whine about being more depressed than me going to make me feel better.”“Ahh, that is the reason I hand you the classics my negative minded friend. It’s only after Goth became. ’ I opened it. ‘You can see I’ve got a divider for each of your courses. There are notes I was able to get from your classmates and notes I took for a couple classes I couldn’t get coverage for.’ ‘You went to my classes instead of yours so you could take notes?’ It was my turn to be incredulous. That was crazy. Who would do something like that? Who would even think about doing something like that? My Jeff. He shrugged. Aw shucks, ma’am. T’warn’t no big thing. It was such a big thing I was. In fact, instead of stinking like normal, it actually smelled sort of nice. Shrugging, Robert downed his drink, enjoying the pleasant warmth going down his throat, and the unusually pleasant taste. "I'll have another" he told the bartender. Before Robert's second drink was ready, a man sat down in the stool next to Robert, then looked appreciatively at Robert's chest before offering to buy him a drink. "I've already got one coming" Robert told the stranger, amused to see that someone was. The drives and wants that we all have. To eat when we’re hungry. To have sex when we’re aroused. Warmth when we’re cold.The superego, on the other hand, is the ethical side of the personality, the moral standards people, in general, operate by. It is learned behavior, and some of it comes directly from being punished by our peers for perceived misbehavior. That is where we develop our conscience and become socialized.Whereas the id is pure instinct and wants immediate gratification, the.