This Life is Temporary

A picture of you last year and now, how have you changed since then:

Changes? Well let’s see.

• I have better taste in shirts
• I have better headphones

Ha, seriously though I have changed. I take things more seriously now, including myself.  I know what I want and who I want to be around.  There are those who simply did not make it into that category and have since been left to drift on their own.

Otherwise I’m pretty much unchanged

More like Battlestar Crac-tica

Amiroit?

Why are you doing this 30 day challenge:

Frankly, the reasons are pretty simple.

1. I’m still new to the community and thought you guys would want to know some things about me
2. I saw one of my rl friends start their own
3. It gave me something steady to write about
4. It was a convenient excuse to jump on Tumblr at school

Writing paper, and don’t want to go on.

Solution: find another assignment [that is also soon due] that you want to do even less.

It works, try it

What you think about your friends:

There’s seriously some great people in that category.  There are those who would think that they’re still in that category, but they’re not.  Not to say they would be reading this anyway.

Those friends that I do see on a regular basis are in a kind of circular reasoning loop.  I see them enough to make them my friends, and they are my friends because I see them enough.

Bottom line here:

1. If I contact or see you on a semi-regular basis, I consider you a friend.
2. If it’s only every once and a while, but I stop and talk to you for a few minutes, I consider you a friend.
3. If I see you, recognize the recognition between us, but keep on walking, I don’t consider us friends anymore.

There are a surprising amount of people in the latter group….

What you would find in my bag:

1. Laptop, Dell inspiron 1525
2. 3 clipboards
3. 3-4 textbooks, depends on the day of the week
4. Notepad/planner
5. ~8 pens which see little use
6. Bottle of Advil
7. Headphones
8. Power cable for the laptop
9. Small computer mouse
10. Nalgene water bottle

And the mood has flopped again.

Well that’s just great. How do I expect to get myself to get any work done in my mental state?

A letter to your parents:

I try to be my own person. I try to do the right thing. I know you want to see me succeed. I understand that.

I want you to know that I appreciate everything you’ve done for me. Everything from carrying me as a babe in arms to letting me find my own way in my teenage years.

The next steps I take need to be my own. That may mean some questionable or unusual choices somewhere down the line.

I want you to know that I often use a stoic approach to my problems. Rarely do I ever reveal anything I am truly feeling. Stoicism has served me well. Those that have heard my true feelings can be counted on a single hand, with fingers to spare.

Don’t feel excluded, what you see of me is more than most and who you know as your second son is closer to the truth than what is known by any other person.

Keep up what you’re doing now, it helps keep my life stable.

Cure for paper woes:

Bitchen playlist

Ugh. This paper will be the death of me.

I started out 2 weeks ago thinking that I could do this no problem. This then flip-flopped to me feeling utterly doomed as of 5 days ago. Now I see myself making progress and realize that I can probably finish it while retaining my sanity.

Post script: No promises on the sanity thing, I’ll keep you updated.

I’ve often wondered if I should be celebrating the American Thanksgiving.  While I am an American citizen, I was born and raised in Canada. On top of that, my mother is American and my father is Canadian. That and I always celebrate the Canadian Thanksgiving.

So let’s see the American side:

1. Mother is American
2. I am American
3. Relatives in Ohio

And now the Canadian side:

1. Father is Canadian
2. I am Canadian
3. Relatives in Newfoundland
4. Born/Raised in Canada

So I guess the Canadian side has it by a thin margin. 

On second thought, shag it. I’ll just celebrate both and eat so much turkey. Yeah, that’s better.

Happy Thanksgiving my fellow Americans.