Today has been an eventful day. I did possibly one of the funniest, stupidest things I have ever done, and my head still aches from it. I was on my stomach on a skateboard in my dorm hallway, and Sol decided to try to sit on me, which prompted me loudly screaming "RAPE!" and turtle crawling away as quickly as I could. It was hilarious, and not at all a bad idea. Until I reached the end of the hallway, realized how fast I was going, and opened a closed and mostly secured door with my head. I didn't push the handle in either. I may have knocked myself out a little bit, but Death and Sol were on the floor laughing and I have shown no signs of a real concussion other than slight headaches. But that is to be expected.
Then, about twenty minutes later, I did the ALS ice water challenge with my whole dorm floor. We have a video on facebook and everything. I helped dump water, and at the end, Sol and I got the largest bucket dumped on us. It was quite fun, and cold water really isn't so bad.
Even better, I tried to learn to skateboard today. Did not go well. Busted up my hip pretty badly, but not much worse than any other part of me. In fact, that is easy to forget about laying here blogging. I discovered I have a knack for longboarding though, which is just... well, a longer skateboard.
This blog post is a little shorter than usual because of all of my posts coming so quickly, but I will make some longer better ones once I start slowing down again! thanks for reading. Ace out!
Saturday, August 23, 2014
Friday, August 22, 2014
Complications and Heartburn
It is 1:30 and I can't seem to fall asleep. Maybe it's the pumped up video games, maybe it's the excitement of finishing my second first week of college. Or maybe it's the internet and I just can't close my laptop. Either way, there have been some developments in the world of Ace and Co. Death has managed to inadvertently upset a woman, and she is trying to cope with him not thinking he is the most gorgeous woman in the world. She is slightly bigger, and has boyish features. By no means an ugly girl. Death is just not convinced she is gorgeous. He does however love how sweet she is, and she has become so obsessed with physical beauty she can't accept that and their friendship may suffer.
I want to talk about some people I love today, on the topic of Death and others. First, Death. He has been my best friend and brother in everything but blood for about two and a half years now, but to us, it feels like we have never not known each other. Our language is unique, and we both convey messages to each other effectively yet mysteriously, allowing for us to hold whole conversations without anyone knowing what we are talking about. He has been my most reliable friend, and his family has become mine, considering my own terrible familial situation. He and I want to start a business together after college, and we can't imagine not living at least near each other as adults, if not neighbors for life.
Then, there is the love of my life, Ichigo. My strawberry haired love. I couldn't live without her, and she has made my life the perfect combination of love and support. I can't really say much about her, mainly because it is gushy and gooey and frankly, most people don't want to hear it.
Sol, Dying Youth, and Final Chase are all my college buddies, and I don't honestly think I would have had such a great year last year without them around. Sol is darkly humorous, and we have the perfect rivalry, the best of friends, the most competitive of enemies. Dying Youth and I are gamer bros. In fact, we bonded over Super Smash Bros, and still play it together to this day. Final Chase is very calm, and collected, and he doesn't stick out a whole lot, which he enjoys.
Lastly, but maybe most important of all is my Little One, my honorary little sister, and the one whose blog name I have foolishly forgotten and she will surely text me tomorrow reminding me. She does a lot for me that other people can't without ever knowing it. Having someone to protect, and for whom you would rip off the legs of any harmful person, really helps you understand yourself and how you devote yourself to people in a way a relationship or friendship might not. Of course I would jump in front of a bus to save my lover, but to be willing to do that for my friends, my little sister, and any of my acquaintances is a rather alarming but interesting thing to learn. For my Little One, I have sworn to put the fear of god into any person who hurts her. I am not violent, or mean, by any definition of the word. I can barely play GTA V without apologizing to the people I run over during my heists. But I would protect her with tooth and claw should the need arise. Little One has also helped me stop swearing as much, and really influences some of my stupider decisions. Like eating dogfood, vinegar, and other nasty treats. I may do it, but I will also take an antacid afterwards so I don't suffer such bad heartburn.
Which leads me to a story, one full of resentment and annoyance at my aging body. I am almost 20. Too darn young to have acid reflux, a heart condition, aching joints and the like, but I do. And one thing in particular is excruciatingly bad for me. My heartburn is getting to the point that I am almost constantly in pain and can't find anything that doesn't inflame my chest. Even perfumes give me the most painful heartburn ever. So the story goes like this: I am in art, and we are cutting out shapes and gluing them onto paper. Sort of elementary. However, we are using rubber cement. If you have never used it, it is very strong, and quite pungent. I politely asked to borrow some because I happen to be unprepared sometimes, and open the container. This is my first time using fresh, completely new cement, and I mistakenly had it close to my face when I opened it, as I was reading the label. The smell gave me heartburn that was so bad I had to rush out of the room and vomit in the bathroom, and still have heartburn now, because I can't remember where i packed my antacids. I need to get a new prescription anyways.
As always ending on a positive note, I have fallen asleep twice writing this, and it is now almost two o'clock, so I shall find it quite easy to fall asleep. Anyone reading this I mentioned, I love and need you just the way you are, and I hope to keep all of you in my life for much, much longer. And to the random reader who stuck with my sleepy delusional writing, thank you, and I hope my writing has touched something in you somehow. Ace out!
I want to talk about some people I love today, on the topic of Death and others. First, Death. He has been my best friend and brother in everything but blood for about two and a half years now, but to us, it feels like we have never not known each other. Our language is unique, and we both convey messages to each other effectively yet mysteriously, allowing for us to hold whole conversations without anyone knowing what we are talking about. He has been my most reliable friend, and his family has become mine, considering my own terrible familial situation. He and I want to start a business together after college, and we can't imagine not living at least near each other as adults, if not neighbors for life.
Then, there is the love of my life, Ichigo. My strawberry haired love. I couldn't live without her, and she has made my life the perfect combination of love and support. I can't really say much about her, mainly because it is gushy and gooey and frankly, most people don't want to hear it.
Sol, Dying Youth, and Final Chase are all my college buddies, and I don't honestly think I would have had such a great year last year without them around. Sol is darkly humorous, and we have the perfect rivalry, the best of friends, the most competitive of enemies. Dying Youth and I are gamer bros. In fact, we bonded over Super Smash Bros, and still play it together to this day. Final Chase is very calm, and collected, and he doesn't stick out a whole lot, which he enjoys.
Lastly, but maybe most important of all is my Little One, my honorary little sister, and the one whose blog name I have foolishly forgotten and she will surely text me tomorrow reminding me. She does a lot for me that other people can't without ever knowing it. Having someone to protect, and for whom you would rip off the legs of any harmful person, really helps you understand yourself and how you devote yourself to people in a way a relationship or friendship might not. Of course I would jump in front of a bus to save my lover, but to be willing to do that for my friends, my little sister, and any of my acquaintances is a rather alarming but interesting thing to learn. For my Little One, I have sworn to put the fear of god into any person who hurts her. I am not violent, or mean, by any definition of the word. I can barely play GTA V without apologizing to the people I run over during my heists. But I would protect her with tooth and claw should the need arise. Little One has also helped me stop swearing as much, and really influences some of my stupider decisions. Like eating dogfood, vinegar, and other nasty treats. I may do it, but I will also take an antacid afterwards so I don't suffer such bad heartburn.
Which leads me to a story, one full of resentment and annoyance at my aging body. I am almost 20. Too darn young to have acid reflux, a heart condition, aching joints and the like, but I do. And one thing in particular is excruciatingly bad for me. My heartburn is getting to the point that I am almost constantly in pain and can't find anything that doesn't inflame my chest. Even perfumes give me the most painful heartburn ever. So the story goes like this: I am in art, and we are cutting out shapes and gluing them onto paper. Sort of elementary. However, we are using rubber cement. If you have never used it, it is very strong, and quite pungent. I politely asked to borrow some because I happen to be unprepared sometimes, and open the container. This is my first time using fresh, completely new cement, and I mistakenly had it close to my face when I opened it, as I was reading the label. The smell gave me heartburn that was so bad I had to rush out of the room and vomit in the bathroom, and still have heartburn now, because I can't remember where i packed my antacids. I need to get a new prescription anyways.
As always ending on a positive note, I have fallen asleep twice writing this, and it is now almost two o'clock, so I shall find it quite easy to fall asleep. Anyone reading this I mentioned, I love and need you just the way you are, and I hope to keep all of you in my life for much, much longer. And to the random reader who stuck with my sleepy delusional writing, thank you, and I hope my writing has touched something in you somehow. Ace out!
Thursday, August 21, 2014
3 AM and my cup of coffee.
Despite the title, these two things are unrelated. They happen to have happened today though. It is the aforementioned time as I am writing this, and I am unable to sleep because my weak spot for... well, all things kind, has led me to sacrifice my bed and bedding to a good friend who was unable to come back to the academy this year. He just popped in, gave me some sad eyes, and I am officially not going to get much sleep tonight. However, it is good to see all my friends once more, and I have had a great first three days in class. Judo tomorrow, and I can't wait.
So my coffee is essential to me most of the time. I had two cups today, and attempted to fill a to go cup so I could carry some to class. Thanks to anime, youtube, facebook, tumblr, and about everything else the internet has to offer, I was almost late, and coffee-less. In fact, I had to go to art, and I had no sketchbook, no coffee, and no writing utensils. So I utilized my charm, and innocent face to borrow a pencil from my hallmate and a few sheets of paper from an unsuspected girl on the bus, whom I may have accidentally blasted with too much of my "sweet guy" look because she actually asked me afterwards if I wanted some coffee with her. I politely declined, as I am engaged, and walked away, slightly more confident in my own way.
However, all is not well in the middle of nowhere, and it's up to Ace to save his best friend! Let me tell you, reader(s?), college is scary. Not the people, per say, or the classes. No, it's the sheer newness of certain situations. In my small town, everyone knew I was engaged, and most everyone respected that and stayed away. Unlike small towns, my academy does not know my whole backstory, and thanks to a lack of an actual wedding ring, it is up to me to work in the word engaged in a normal conversation to deter women. It is pretty easy for me as I am quite devoted. However, my first year of college put doubts in my head. Cute girls pay attention to you, flirt, and just try to get into your head. It scares a man, especially one like me, whose dating experience and attention from women has come very specifically from the one girl. I got through it, and am stronger for it. But Death is in a sticky situation. He and his other happen to be having a lot of problems as of late anyways, the specifics of which are unnecessary, suffice to say they are drifting. He is, however, my carbon copy and brother in everything except blood. He can not hurt anyone. And because he worries breaking it off with his other could hurt her, he is waiting for her to do it for him. She does not seem so inclined. Now, Death is tall, freckled, just barely red haired, and a good looking guy. Even as his friend, I have to admit he isn't lacking in the looks department. He is three days into college and the poor boy has been literally GIVEN numbers. A student from Africa has been in america four days and has asked Death on three dates. Two girls have already come to our room just to talk to him, and one, an old friend, has openly stated she simply "wants to kiss him and cuddle him all day." (Totally not jealous of him, this has to suck.) He won't break his other's heart, and I know she won't be leaving him soon, so pray, wish him luck, or hope he has good karma, whatever your preference may be, that he come out of this unscathed and pure as ever.
As always ending on a positive note, Japanese class has gone quite well, and I have fallen in love with my teacher. Not love love, but absolutely in love with her energy and teaching style. She makes the whole class laugh, taught us shortcuts for the katakana, and is an all around wonderful teacher. This was the class I have been looking forward to all summer, and I am glad to have a great teacher.
Lastly, on a personal note, I would like to offer some advice to anyone of any age reading this blog: Getting angry is very easy. Even I get really frustrated at stupid games. Sometimes the greatest way to relieve stress is to clench your fist as hard as you can, tight as it will go, and slowly open your hand. Focusing on how great the releasing of muscles in your hand is, can really soothe your spirits because it feels like you are literally letting go of the anger, frustration, or stress. I have been utilizing this method, and I have become much less infuriated by games. Which used to be a huge issue for me. Ace out!
So my coffee is essential to me most of the time. I had two cups today, and attempted to fill a to go cup so I could carry some to class. Thanks to anime, youtube, facebook, tumblr, and about everything else the internet has to offer, I was almost late, and coffee-less. In fact, I had to go to art, and I had no sketchbook, no coffee, and no writing utensils. So I utilized my charm, and innocent face to borrow a pencil from my hallmate and a few sheets of paper from an unsuspected girl on the bus, whom I may have accidentally blasted with too much of my "sweet guy" look because she actually asked me afterwards if I wanted some coffee with her. I politely declined, as I am engaged, and walked away, slightly more confident in my own way.
However, all is not well in the middle of nowhere, and it's up to Ace to save his best friend! Let me tell you, reader(s?), college is scary. Not the people, per say, or the classes. No, it's the sheer newness of certain situations. In my small town, everyone knew I was engaged, and most everyone respected that and stayed away. Unlike small towns, my academy does not know my whole backstory, and thanks to a lack of an actual wedding ring, it is up to me to work in the word engaged in a normal conversation to deter women. It is pretty easy for me as I am quite devoted. However, my first year of college put doubts in my head. Cute girls pay attention to you, flirt, and just try to get into your head. It scares a man, especially one like me, whose dating experience and attention from women has come very specifically from the one girl. I got through it, and am stronger for it. But Death is in a sticky situation. He and his other happen to be having a lot of problems as of late anyways, the specifics of which are unnecessary, suffice to say they are drifting. He is, however, my carbon copy and brother in everything except blood. He can not hurt anyone. And because he worries breaking it off with his other could hurt her, he is waiting for her to do it for him. She does not seem so inclined. Now, Death is tall, freckled, just barely red haired, and a good looking guy. Even as his friend, I have to admit he isn't lacking in the looks department. He is three days into college and the poor boy has been literally GIVEN numbers. A student from Africa has been in america four days and has asked Death on three dates. Two girls have already come to our room just to talk to him, and one, an old friend, has openly stated she simply "wants to kiss him and cuddle him all day." (Totally not jealous of him, this has to suck.) He won't break his other's heart, and I know she won't be leaving him soon, so pray, wish him luck, or hope he has good karma, whatever your preference may be, that he come out of this unscathed and pure as ever.
As always ending on a positive note, Japanese class has gone quite well, and I have fallen in love with my teacher. Not love love, but absolutely in love with her energy and teaching style. She makes the whole class laugh, taught us shortcuts for the katakana, and is an all around wonderful teacher. This was the class I have been looking forward to all summer, and I am glad to have a great teacher.
Lastly, on a personal note, I would like to offer some advice to anyone of any age reading this blog: Getting angry is very easy. Even I get really frustrated at stupid games. Sometimes the greatest way to relieve stress is to clench your fist as hard as you can, tight as it will go, and slowly open your hand. Focusing on how great the releasing of muscles in your hand is, can really soothe your spirits because it feels like you are literally letting go of the anger, frustration, or stress. I have been utilizing this method, and I have become much less infuriated by games. Which used to be a huge issue for me. Ace out!
Wednesday, August 20, 2014
New beginnings and much work to do.
After a three month dry spell, my little sister is ecstatic to make me post again. Back in college, and with access to as much internet as i can squeeze into a nine month period, I am now behind seven blog posts, and she will work her cute magic and make me feel guilty until I catch up and remain active here. I love her though, and blogging is a fun, great way to relieve stress and talk freely.
So, it is a new year for me, and I have a new class set. Monday, Wednesday and Friday I have Professional Writing, and 2D-Art. On Mondays and Wednesdays in the afternoon I have Japanese with the smallest, most energetic Japanese woman alive. She is so funny, and is going to be a great teacher. Tuesdays I only have Democracy and Citizenship at 2 O'clock, so I don't have to wake up early. And lastly, on Thursdays, I have Democracy again, and Judo later in the night. So my schedule is pretty great.
But the best part of all, and I can't stress this enough, is that my best friend and brother in everything except blood is my roommate, and my other great friends are across the hall from me. I am surrounded by a bunch of great guys that I can't wait to spend another year with. Death, as my new roommate, has been accepted quite well, and feels completely at ease. Sol, my ex-roommate and I have still got our great banter, and Dying Youth, my gamer buddy from last year has moved in with Sol. Final Chase has also joined the fray, but he has a room to himself adjacent to Sol and Youth. My social life will flourish this year.
In saying that, I would like to impart some wisdom for anyone in college or school in general. Many people claim that in school, there are good grades, good social life, and good sleep, and that you have to choose between two of the three and there is no middle ground. One of my professors, and I quote, told us that, "is utter bullcrap." He then proceeded to give this tip. If you do feel that you cannot juggle the three, give up sleep. Ask someone ten years from now what their favorite classes were, and they can give you a few names, even the professors who taught them. Ask them some of their favorite friends, or parties, or events, and they can likely tell you about the awesome yearly foam party or slip and slide events. But ask them their best nap, and they probably won't be able to give an exact moment. So, for those who are worried, I hope that eased your stress a little. Coffee more than makes up for a little less sleep than usual.
Lastly, I just want to say, Anime holds a special place in my heart. It is wonderful programming, and generally wholesome, albeit sometimes slightly sexual. I know some are worse than others, but for the most part I watch fairly clean anime. College is a great time for Anime. An episode or two between classes, a reward for completed homework or assignments, or just to relax. For non-anime watchers, or people who think I am a nerd, I suggest you try a few. Look up genres, and styles, try one or two before you knock it. And for those who watch anime and need suggestions, or just want to talk anime, feel free to comment, I will try to respond to everyone. Ace out!
So, it is a new year for me, and I have a new class set. Monday, Wednesday and Friday I have Professional Writing, and 2D-Art. On Mondays and Wednesdays in the afternoon I have Japanese with the smallest, most energetic Japanese woman alive. She is so funny, and is going to be a great teacher. Tuesdays I only have Democracy and Citizenship at 2 O'clock, so I don't have to wake up early. And lastly, on Thursdays, I have Democracy again, and Judo later in the night. So my schedule is pretty great.
But the best part of all, and I can't stress this enough, is that my best friend and brother in everything except blood is my roommate, and my other great friends are across the hall from me. I am surrounded by a bunch of great guys that I can't wait to spend another year with. Death, as my new roommate, has been accepted quite well, and feels completely at ease. Sol, my ex-roommate and I have still got our great banter, and Dying Youth, my gamer buddy from last year has moved in with Sol. Final Chase has also joined the fray, but he has a room to himself adjacent to Sol and Youth. My social life will flourish this year.
In saying that, I would like to impart some wisdom for anyone in college or school in general. Many people claim that in school, there are good grades, good social life, and good sleep, and that you have to choose between two of the three and there is no middle ground. One of my professors, and I quote, told us that, "is utter bullcrap." He then proceeded to give this tip. If you do feel that you cannot juggle the three, give up sleep. Ask someone ten years from now what their favorite classes were, and they can give you a few names, even the professors who taught them. Ask them some of their favorite friends, or parties, or events, and they can likely tell you about the awesome yearly foam party or slip and slide events. But ask them their best nap, and they probably won't be able to give an exact moment. So, for those who are worried, I hope that eased your stress a little. Coffee more than makes up for a little less sleep than usual.
Lastly, I just want to say, Anime holds a special place in my heart. It is wonderful programming, and generally wholesome, albeit sometimes slightly sexual. I know some are worse than others, but for the most part I watch fairly clean anime. College is a great time for Anime. An episode or two between classes, a reward for completed homework or assignments, or just to relax. For non-anime watchers, or people who think I am a nerd, I suggest you try a few. Look up genres, and styles, try one or two before you knock it. And for those who watch anime and need suggestions, or just want to talk anime, feel free to comment, I will try to respond to everyone. Ace out!
Wednesday, April 2, 2014
Anime, Spartacus, and My Nintendo 64.
A lot is going on for me right now. I have to register for my next year of classes at the University. I have to get a job and living place for the summer, and I am making and maintaining a lot of new friendships. College has been interesting, to say the least. My favorite class so far has been Greek Mythology, and my least favorite had to be CSC 101. I am a tech guy. It's what I do. I love computers, electronics, and the like. It is almost an insult to my intelligence to be "taught" how to use word, when most of this generation has been using it since it came out, to write papers, and play around with flyers, if you ever had a lawnmowing company. I look forward to my next year.
On to the meat of this post. I have a lot more going on for me than that, just in the nitty gritty free time. My little sister wants me to watch Fate/Zero. Death, my brother, wants me to watch Gurren Lagann, Nisekoi, and a few others, and my roomate wants me to watch Spartacus, Dexter, and Darker than Black. Not to mention I just bought Quest 64 for my old Nintendo 64, and I am going insane. I feel bad for letting the little one down, my roommate knows where I sleep, and Death, being my brother, has some high priority in the list of anime I watch. And I just remembered my friend Dying Youth wants me to finish Final Fantasy VIII. I am going insane. I want to keep everyone happy, but I also want to have a little down time to play the new game I bought. It is a shame. But I am in no way resentful of them. I appreciate all of them for showing me such great things. I just want to give a shout out to all of them, that I will eventually complete this to-do list. I swear it. Ace out!
On to the meat of this post. I have a lot more going on for me than that, just in the nitty gritty free time. My little sister wants me to watch Fate/Zero. Death, my brother, wants me to watch Gurren Lagann, Nisekoi, and a few others, and my roomate wants me to watch Spartacus, Dexter, and Darker than Black. Not to mention I just bought Quest 64 for my old Nintendo 64, and I am going insane. I feel bad for letting the little one down, my roommate knows where I sleep, and Death, being my brother, has some high priority in the list of anime I watch. And I just remembered my friend Dying Youth wants me to finish Final Fantasy VIII. I am going insane. I want to keep everyone happy, but I also want to have a little down time to play the new game I bought. It is a shame. But I am in no way resentful of them. I appreciate all of them for showing me such great things. I just want to give a shout out to all of them, that I will eventually complete this to-do list. I swear it. Ace out!
Saturday, February 15, 2014
Valentine's Day Gushings
I love this holiday. Even when I was lonely and never thought I would be engaged, in love, and happily entangled in the arms of my fiancee as I play Call of Duty with her. It was a fun holiday to me. Even when other people were happy and loving in front of me, I was still happy for them. Some people say it is Single Awareness Day, or Celebration, and my little sister so wonderfully called it, but I think that neither is appropriate. If you are single for the rest of the days of the year, plus on extra day if it is a leap year, then this one special day shouldn't be any more painful than the rest. And while I understand that for some people it is worse to be single than others, I watched several of my single friends, who have never once complained about being single get super down yesterday. It always disappoints me. Because when I was single, I got cards from all my friends, even the ones who where in relationships, because when I was single, no one felt guilty about giving me a card. And chocolates. Gotta love the chocolate. I always celebrated this holiday happily, and never really got upset.
BUT!! Now that I am engaged to a beautiful woman, getting along happily in college, and have no worries about feeling even a little alone anymore, although the cards from others has disappeared, the love from one person to make this holiday even better makes me happier than I can say. To know that I am loved by anyone on Valentine's Day makes me feel special. My roommate even admitted he loves me yesterday. In a platonic, bromance sort of way of course. Valentines day isn't about intimate love, or couple's love. To me, it is about the love you have for family, friends, and the people around you. My best friend, brother, and lifelong pal Death the Kid, as I will call him, texted me yesterday to wish me a happy Valentine's Day. I wished him and his girlfriend the same. My little sisters, real and honorary, were wished the same and wished it back. My roommate woke up to a text from his little sister and it made his day. Anybody single or taken on this holiday should know that they can celebrate any way they want. The single people have an awesome advantage that we couples do not have. Their wallets usually go towards their own pursuits. Which is nice. My fiancee and I both spent money on each other. but the strain on a wallet is never easy for a college kid. In the long run, everything is worth it, and honestly, if I had not spent money on my fiancee, maybe my little sisters, or Death. Maybe even my roommate Sol. Either way, happy Valentine's Day, and I love all of you! Ace out!
BUT!! Now that I am engaged to a beautiful woman, getting along happily in college, and have no worries about feeling even a little alone anymore, although the cards from others has disappeared, the love from one person to make this holiday even better makes me happier than I can say. To know that I am loved by anyone on Valentine's Day makes me feel special. My roommate even admitted he loves me yesterday. In a platonic, bromance sort of way of course. Valentines day isn't about intimate love, or couple's love. To me, it is about the love you have for family, friends, and the people around you. My best friend, brother, and lifelong pal Death the Kid, as I will call him, texted me yesterday to wish me a happy Valentine's Day. I wished him and his girlfriend the same. My little sisters, real and honorary, were wished the same and wished it back. My roommate woke up to a text from his little sister and it made his day. Anybody single or taken on this holiday should know that they can celebrate any way they want. The single people have an awesome advantage that we couples do not have. Their wallets usually go towards their own pursuits. Which is nice. My fiancee and I both spent money on each other. but the strain on a wallet is never easy for a college kid. In the long run, everything is worth it, and honestly, if I had not spent money on my fiancee, maybe my little sisters, or Death. Maybe even my roommate Sol. Either way, happy Valentine's Day, and I love all of you! Ace out!
Wednesday, February 12, 2014
Returning to the Fray
College life is complicated and distracting. That is the best way to describe it. I love college more than any other form of school I have gone to, although my procrastination made my first semester a little bit sketchy. My grades were lower than I am used to, not because my comprehension was low, but rather, my assignment completion was low. I owe my little sister an apology. I was supposed to blog every time she did. But I went home for Christmas break, without internet. Then when I cam back, I got lost in the fray again. And I was suppose to blog last night, but I got distracted. That is a story for the latter half of the post though. On to the big stuff. Not much has happened to me lately, in terms of interesting things occurring in MY life, but things have been happening to others. My fiance goes to a generic Christian college, which would be fine... Except their policy is ridiculously strict and she might be in trouble for visiting me on the weekends. There is no confirmation yet, but someone in her ring of friends may have done the lowest, dirtiest, most back-stabby thing ever, and told the school she has been visiting me on the weekends. We are in fact sleeping together, but not in the sex way. Actual sleep. I love sleep, and having someone cuddle up to you is wonderful. We are not sexually active, but that doesn't matter to her school. If they find out she is even in my room at night, she will be put on probation at her school, and her college life may be ruined. It takes a lot to make me even mildly upset and I am livid. The fact that one of her friends, who doesn't even know the whole story would take matters into her own hands about the properness of my fiancee's actions, and knowingly make a report that could ruin her life makes me sick. I am furious. The school's policies are the school's policies, and although I do not personally agree, it isn't like she and I are prancing about naked singing songs about our lovemaking. We discreetly and secretly have weekend visits that are clean and nice. And some person thinks they know better than anyone else and has taken it upon themselves to ruin her life in college by potentially getting her kicked out. Keep in mind this is all speculation. I do not even know if she has gotten in trouble for that, or something else, but it is painfully clear that her school needs to talk to her about something, and seeing as how she is a fairly good student, we are both fairly certain it is not going to be a simple matter.
On a lighter note, I have started watching a new anime, and I can only say it is probably one of my favorite long running anime ever. around 200 episodes of pure awesome. I am talking about Reborn. It is a wonderfully crafted show, about the mafia, and a kid who is a mafia boss but does not know it. He is shot in the head by a baby who uses special bullets. It makes his last desire become a burning passion, and his limitations are removed. It is a very good anime, and should be watched.
I just bought a new game. That is the reason I did not post last night. I have been sucked into it's ridiculously entrancing and wonderfully innovative gameplay. Romance Dawn, the new one piece game for 3DS. Wonderful game. I will not ruin any of the game, nor will I give spoilers, but I will say the battle system lets you string attacks together in unique combos and is quite new. It has taken up most of my free time the past few days.
So, as usual, I will leave on a high note. Wish my fiancee luck, and have a good time. Ace out!
On a lighter note, I have started watching a new anime, and I can only say it is probably one of my favorite long running anime ever. around 200 episodes of pure awesome. I am talking about Reborn. It is a wonderfully crafted show, about the mafia, and a kid who is a mafia boss but does not know it. He is shot in the head by a baby who uses special bullets. It makes his last desire become a burning passion, and his limitations are removed. It is a very good anime, and should be watched.
I just bought a new game. That is the reason I did not post last night. I have been sucked into it's ridiculously entrancing and wonderfully innovative gameplay. Romance Dawn, the new one piece game for 3DS. Wonderful game. I will not ruin any of the game, nor will I give spoilers, but I will say the battle system lets you string attacks together in unique combos and is quite new. It has taken up most of my free time the past few days.
So, as usual, I will leave on a high note. Wish my fiancee luck, and have a good time. Ace out!
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