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To Reminisce

Tonight, I was informed that an old friend had been busted by the police, and will likely be imprisoned. It made me think back quite a bit. He was a great friend up until around 7th grade. Tis saddening. My mom actually cried at this news. See, she tried to keep him away from that lifestyle when it was starting. He basically lived with us for days on end. And now.....this. I have to thank him though, for a few things; for making me a gamer, for making a lot of who I am today, and for reinforcing my hatred of drugs. I lost a bit of hope today, I won't lie. Good luck in the big house, mein alten fruend.

To Dream

My mind wanders a lot. It tends to wander more in situations like tonight, which probably explains why it has taken me so long to type this out so far. When my mind wanders, I dream of great things. I dream of true change, and the many ways to create it. I dream of the ways things can be accomplished. Sadly though, most of my dreams lie in the realms of fantasy and selfishness. My realistic dreams include:

-Making game amazing

-Being able to hang out with teh Arnie and Miah more

-Getting my room upstairs

-Job? (Starting to be more of a necessity, but nevertheless....) [EDIT: Job that accepts someone with long hair who adamantly refuses to cut it!]


To Prepare

Yep, preparations have to be made. I have game yet again tomorrow, and I have to run it. The biggest problem with preparing? Mentally battling myself. As great as being able to push my own storylines and basically ruling over a little world is, there is a part of me that hates responsibility and any position or rank. Combine that with the growing tedium I am getting for game, and we have a recipe for disaster. I have to pull myself together for a little while, lest those who would try to pass broken stuff by me actually succeed.


Well, if you read this, I thank you. I leave you with this quote;

"Kindness and compassion may save many, but there are those who succumb to their vices, who can't be saved from themselves. All we can do is hope that their vice is fleeting, that their temptation wanes so that they, too, can be helped."

-Quote from H. De Groat.