This...Sucked

I switched from using LiveJournal to Blogger. The reason for this is because LiveJournal didn't allow me to edit the CSS to a satisfactory level so that I could create a blog that was pure me. Hence my new blog. Unfortunately, I spent far too much time playing around with it to the point where I got a headache.

Probably could have been a tad easier than I'm making it out to be, but meh. Anyway, so tired...and I need to work on my forum dueling guide. Urge to kill...rising.

Oh, and if you hadn't noticed yet, there are still problems with the page yet that need to be ironed out, like the huge "white space" after this post picked up only after my sidebar ends. I think it might be a problem with the margins and/or padding. I'll fix that sometime when I have the urge or time to, otherwise I just don't give a damn.

 

- W. Visarett

Certainly Didn't See That Coming

So, I've decided that if this current semester of college doesn't pan out--that is, I don't obtain the 3.0 GPA I need to continue with my next semester, I'm going to enlist in the Canadian Armed Forces, Army to be exact.

If you think this is a sudden and rash decision, it's not. I've been thinking about this since March, and lately I've felt it's the right choice for me if I do happen to go through it. Since working at the sawmill during the summer (I was on a clean-up crew), I found that I love doing manual labor. I love hard work. It makes me feel good and accomplished at the end of the day; makes me feel that I'm made for a purpose, that I have meaning. So, I figure it should be the same with military service.

It's something I have given serious thought to. Of course, if I can continue my education, I'll go with that route over the army so I can get my degree, but if that falls through, I'll be suspended for a year and I don't want to be kicking around for a year with nothing to do, hence military. Should be good, I think.

 

- W. Visarett

Without Me?

If you didn't know, I'm Canadian. This means that I celebrate Thanksgiving on the second week of October every year, unlike my American neighbors. I'm also a college student away from home, so thus far every year, I've made the trek home to partake in Thanksgiving with friends and family. A rather large event. Well, this Thanksgiving was notable to me for several reasons.

The first is that my older brother never came this time. That meant that the usual gather of myself, my two brothers, three sisters, parents, brother-in-law, sister-in-law, two nieces and one nephew was cut down by three people who didn't show up. I reamed my older brother out for not being there since him and I have generally been close over the years.

Another thing that stunned me, really shocked me, is that my parents place, which I had called home since 1990--and have many fond memories of--is no longer a home for me. Since leaving for college, I've felt exorcised from the family, and it was even more palpable in feeling this Thanksgiving. My two younger sisters, who also left for college this year, felt it a bit, but not to the same extent I did over the weekend. It just isn't home for me anymore. Just a place I stay at in-between semesters of college.

In fact, I find myself feeling that I no longer have a home to call my own, just locations that I stay at during transitory points in my life currently. I don't even miss my family except for my younger brother, who has in the past two years been turning into my best friend, except for my two other good buddies (Nova and Tier).

It's an odd feeling. Like I'm drifting away from everything and everyone I've had in my life. Maybe it's just some subconscious desire to strike out into the completely unknown on my own, and the only way to do that is completely cut off my old ties. I dunno. I really don't like the idea of severing any of the friendships.

Speaking of severed friendships, I lost a good friend of five years a few weeks back. Due to my own arrogance, assholishness and probably innumerable other factors. It came to a head when I accused him of being manipulated by another friend of his that I didn't agree with too much (although the friend's friend says I hate her, which I don't). I still feel bad about the way it turned out, but I guess it's my fault I became distant in the first place.

Oh well. Anyway, that's about it for me.

Oh, I picked up a book, Star Wars: Hard Contact, as well as Batman: The Animated Series Vol 2. I have Vol 1 and 3, and hear that Vol 4 is out this November or December; and George R. R. Martin's next book, A Feast for Crows, is out this November. Can't wait for either!

 

- W. Visarett