I love the way the skirt flows
I love the way the skirt flows
comic about how I’ve been feeling recently
This is me. All me. My life.
how can anyone not like this website when it produces quality content like this
Finally, a use for politicians.
can you guys believe that everyone at school thinks I’m totally STRAIGHT haha jOKES ON THEM
This is too cute.
america is never going to win this war on drugs holy shit
What’s that flying across the sky? Is it a bird? Is it a plane? NO it’s a bag of CRACK COCAINE
America loves football, why not hire a receiver or two, intercept that shit!
For me and Ashley’s second month anniversary
I love you baby!
Sorry for the lame video <3
OH MAH GOD! You’re SO GOOD at singing! I’m so jealous! Your girlfriend is so lucky!
What’s up everyone? Vinyl here with another blog.
The nostalgic effect came in when I was reading my old Tumblr blog posts. There’s only 3, and each of them had the same effect on me. Not only were they deep in meaning, yet contain some things that would get people locked up now-a-days, but they made me think. They made me think to where I am currently in life. Not in League, or any game in general, but in reality. In all honesty, I’m alone. I live in Vancouver. Not only is that across Canada from my family, but I have no friends here. I think I’ve hung out with people twice since I’ve been here. Once when I went to a cosplay meet and greet set up by some people I’d met on Cosplay.com, and again when a friend of mine from Alberta wanted to go skateboarding. Both of those were back in September. It’s now January. I don’t know about you, but that’s just sad, and it kind of makes me sad.
It’s been a little over 3 months since I’ve moved away from my new friends in Alberta, and my favorite room mates ever. They were the ones who’d got me to play League much more. Before them, I was stuck on World of Warcraft, constantly looking for a new game. I guess you could say they only really got to know me because I was a gamer. Even though I lived there, I spent literally all my time in my room, trying and failing at creating a content website, online radio station, a revamp of an old station I used to own, and just countless tried and failed projects, including learning a new language. It felt far too much like I’d been letting myself down, and I feel terrible about it. However, life seemed to turn around for me at a point. I was working full time at Target, working to get more hours and working towards a goal I’d been trying to achieve for much of my life. I had a 42 inch television I played my games on. I had Anime cloth posters, a small time skateboarding sponsor, family around me, I had begun to cosplay, and everything seemed right in the world. Then, I was accepted into College.
I won’t lie. I was excited. I wanted to go back to school. I wanted to get my education and have a degree. I wanted to continue to work towards my goals. However, life thought otherwise. It seems as though life just wanted to kick me in the rib cage, and watch as I struggled to breathe on the ground in agony. Why do I put it like that? Well, all my life, I’d been an A+ student. I’ve always been good in school. Top marks, and I kept to myself. A deadly combination for still having friends and a social life. What went wrong though? Why did I come to hate school so much? A lot of it was because I was penalized for going above and beyond my grade scale. Many of my teachers in High School did not like being shown up, and would punish the students for academic greatness. I guess that translated over into College for me. Even when I’d do something that seemed above my level, and easily above the expected grade level of the Professors, they’d grade me low. They said I was holding back my potential, when in fact, I’d barely used many of the programs before, let alone a Macintosh computer. Then Life Drawing hit. I failed that class miserably. I’ll spare the details. I just can’t draw.
Is it weird to see an amateur League of Legends player talk about his life this way? I guess I should be happy that I created Spirit Rush Gaming. I should be happy I have a team of guys behind me, supporting me to further not only my goals, but their goal to become a top team in the game as well. I feel like I’m being selfish when I say this, but as much as I love Spirit Rush Gaming, I feel like I want my life back, and it’s maddening. It really is. Aside from constant website work (as I’m revamping the website using a WordPress core) to make the site look better, I’m always looking for ways to better the team without replacing anyone. It’s hard to get in the practice time we need lately. We haven’t practiced since Friday December 27th, before the Go4LoL tournament that we’d lost in the second round. We got a bye in the first round, but were beaten out by Finally Rising. They were a good team, and they deserved the win. I just feel like I’m letting my team down when we lose.
I don’t know. Tell me I’m just being stupid here, please. I need to be snapped out of this, because at this moment, I do not feel worthy of the role of owner, even though I’m told I’m doing a great job. I just don’t know anymore. Help me realize I’m doing well, someone.