Good Evening:
I thought it was about time that I told my readers a bit about myself. I have several substantial topics, but none of them would be coherent at the moment. Thus I'm resorting to this fairly generic topic.
The end of this month will signify the end of my first year of college. More has happened in the last ten months than has happened in my entire life (or so it seems). I have been broken and rebuilt, lost and found, forsaken and redeemed. I suppose I should start at the beginning. When I started my freshman year here, I had been dating a (very special) girl for a year and a half. I loved her with all of my heart, but we had been fighting a lot and it seemed like nothing I ever did was good enough. I was beginning to feel less than adequate for her. With the added effect of the physical distance we had to face, it just did not work out (I blame myself for this and rightly so). This loss began my spiral into despair and (clinical) depression. The worst was yet to come though.
The next (and worst) part of the story will come tomorrow since I am quite sleepy at the moment. On a side note, I really appreciate the comments that people have been leaving me. A simple "good job" goes farther than most would think.
And with that, my girlfriend is calling me to bed. Sweet dreams, friends.
Peace,
Tell Tale
Monday, April 6, 2009
Friday, April 3, 2009
Too Much Time On My Hands
Good Morning:
It's 1:30 in the morning, I am in bed, and my girlfriend is sleeping beside me. It's a good night. For the past few hours, we have been watching the television series Dead Like Me. So far I really like it. The angst of the main character Georgia "George" Lass brings a bit of empathy from my heart. Her initial lack of caring and constant wonderings of why remind me of myself at times. Overall, the writing is creative and the actors are memorable. Since it is late, I think this post will be (by my standards) too short, so I'll try to make up for it tomorrow/today. I may even elaborate more in-depth on my thoughts of Dead Like Me once I have seen more episodes. Until next I speak, thank you for listening.
Peace,
Tell Tale
It's 1:30 in the morning, I am in bed, and my girlfriend is sleeping beside me. It's a good night. For the past few hours, we have been watching the television series Dead Like Me. So far I really like it. The angst of the main character Georgia "George" Lass brings a bit of empathy from my heart. Her initial lack of caring and constant wonderings of why remind me of myself at times. Overall, the writing is creative and the actors are memorable. Since it is late, I think this post will be (by my standards) too short, so I'll try to make up for it tomorrow/today. I may even elaborate more in-depth on my thoughts of Dead Like Me once I have seen more episodes. Until next I speak, thank you for listening.
Peace,
Tell Tale
Thursday, April 2, 2009
The Beginning: Part Two
Good Afternoon:
I am back for a second post, which may or may not be my last. I think I'll begin this one with a personal story concerning my past.
When I was younger, I hated basketball with a passion. I suppose I can attribute that to my elementary school P.E. teachers. You see, my father was an excellent basketball player in his high school years and naturally, my teachers assumed that I would follow in his footsteps. They may have been correct if only they had not attempted to force the sport upon me. I have never been a fan of being forced to do things. Especially "fun" activities. When I wanted to play, I was good at it. When I did not, I was not. That applies to pretty much every aspect of my life. You may be wondering what this apparent rambling has to do with the present. It is quite trivial, actually. Today I finally bought a new pair of tennis shoes, and as soon as I find someone to play with, I'll be out on the court. If you're still reading this, you have too much time on your hands.
Anyway, I told you that I would explain my blogging topics in this post. As such, I will. At the moment, I have three different blogs. The first of which is this one. It will contain personal information about the day-to-day goings on of my life. Fun. The second of which The Mind, The Heart, The Soul contains portions of a novel I am writing. You will have to read it to figure out what it is about. The third and final (for now) blog will contain book reviews. More than likely, the genre of choice will be science fiction, though I could switch things up.
So there you have it. My life is here for your criticism.
Peace,
Tell Tale
I am back for a second post, which may or may not be my last. I think I'll begin this one with a personal story concerning my past.
When I was younger, I hated basketball with a passion. I suppose I can attribute that to my elementary school P.E. teachers. You see, my father was an excellent basketball player in his high school years and naturally, my teachers assumed that I would follow in his footsteps. They may have been correct if only they had not attempted to force the sport upon me. I have never been a fan of being forced to do things. Especially "fun" activities. When I wanted to play, I was good at it. When I did not, I was not. That applies to pretty much every aspect of my life. You may be wondering what this apparent rambling has to do with the present. It is quite trivial, actually. Today I finally bought a new pair of tennis shoes, and as soon as I find someone to play with, I'll be out on the court. If you're still reading this, you have too much time on your hands.
Anyway, I told you that I would explain my blogging topics in this post. As such, I will. At the moment, I have three different blogs. The first of which is this one. It will contain personal information about the day-to-day goings on of my life. Fun. The second of which The Mind, The Heart, The Soul contains portions of a novel I am writing. You will have to read it to figure out what it is about. The third and final (for now) blog will contain book reviews. More than likely, the genre of choice will be science fiction, though I could switch things up.
So there you have it. My life is here for your criticism.
Peace,
Tell Tale
The Beginning: Part One
Good Morning:
My name is of no concern at the moment. It may never be of a concern to the reader(s) of this blog. This blog may never be of concern to its reader(s). I, however, need an outlet. I need an escape. My life is at one of those relative standstills. Currently, I am a freshmen at a state university, a computer science major, no less. I get up in the morning, I go to class, I eat, and then I try to find something interesting to do. It's starting to feel repetitive, though. This blog will (hopefully) break up the monotony of it all. This is why it exists and as I gain readers, my skill with writing will (seemingly) increase. I normally do not show the full extent of my intellect without an audience. In my next post, I'll explain what this blog and my others will contain.
Peace,
Tell Tale
My name is of no concern at the moment. It may never be of a concern to the reader(s) of this blog. This blog may never be of concern to its reader(s). I, however, need an outlet. I need an escape. My life is at one of those relative standstills. Currently, I am a freshmen at a state university, a computer science major, no less. I get up in the morning, I go to class, I eat, and then I try to find something interesting to do. It's starting to feel repetitive, though. This blog will (hopefully) break up the monotony of it all. This is why it exists and as I gain readers, my skill with writing will (seemingly) increase. I normally do not show the full extent of my intellect without an audience. In my next post, I'll explain what this blog and my others will contain.
Peace,
Tell Tale
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