<3 <3 <3 the new album!! So many genres covered…
<3 <3 <3 the new album!! So many genres covered…
Over the last few days my feeds have been bombarded with stories of “Tangogate.”
I’m seriously tired of it. This post isn’t to show my support of one side or the other (because in all honesty, I just want to stay the hell away from it), but instead to vent at what [E] has become.
When I first joined [E], I joined because of how open, friendly, and accepting the community was. I made some of the best friends I could ever have, and was happy to be in a group of people who shared similar interests and were so nice and accepting. It was a great relief after years of the cliques and drama of college and high school.
What the f*** happened guys? When did [E] become a hub of drama, witchhunts, and people turning on each other?
I deal with that bullshit enough working with high school students, and I dealt with it enough during my own high school years as well. Now I have to deal with fully grown adults acting like high schoolers: clique-y, quick to turn on each other, and perfectly happy trying to ruin each other’s lives? I’m sorry, that’s not why I became part of [E].
During the afterparty I was speaking with one of the new [E], and he asked me if it was always this clique-ish and petty. It made me sad to tell him that no, it was not always that way, at least when I joined. If new [E] are noticing what is happening, and others are leaving because of it, where will that leave us in the future?
I’m going to be unfollowing a lot of people now so that I can stop viewing the constant streams of hate going on. I don’t want to take sides, I don’t want this “he said, she said” crap thrown in my face every time I check Facebook, Twitter, or the forums, and I don’t want to deal with the drama anymore.
I’m sorry if my “non-stance” offends anyone. I’m just tired of dealing with adults acting with the same immaturity and herd-mentality like my students do. Like it or not, this is my opinion of the situation and you are more than welcome to your own.
However, if this keeps up, I am seriously considering leaving [E]. It’s not worth it if the one thing that has brought me happiness in my social life continues to be poisoned with hate and drama.
Before you read this journal, I’m writing a disclaimer of sorts here. Well, disclaimer isn’t really the right word to use. Warning? Fine print? Hell, I don’t know what to call it. Regardless, before you read even one paragraph further, I need to warn you.
I’m not crazy, not delusional, and most certainly not certifiable. Everything that I have recorded in these pages is true. Every last bit, every experience has occurred to me. Whether you choose to believe me or not, at least I have written record of the strange an unnatural events that have taken place in the last five months.
(Entry added 21 February 2012)
Entry 1: 17 September 2011
I hate flying. Hate it with the burning passion of…well, you get it. I told Dad I wanted to take the train from Denver to Seattle, but he argued that it would take me too long and cost too much money. Bullshit.
My bags were finally located without too much hassle, but I am glad to be on solid ground again. The airport here scares the shit out of me; so many people and general craziness occurring everywhere. I guess I should get used to it, since I’m going to be living in this city for the next nine months.
Don’t get me wrong - I was excited as hell when the University of Washington, accepted me into their education program. Amazing school…just a bit bigger than I’m used to. At least we had the common sense to ship all my stuff to the school, rather than trying to take it all with me on the flight.
So, here goes the start of my college career in this crazy mess of a city. God help me.
A snap broke into the noisy bustle of the baggage claim as Jake Laurie shut his journal and shoved it unceremoniously into the hidden pocket of his jacket. Grunting as he hoisted the strap of his duffle over his shoulder with one hand and grabbing his suitcase with the other, he weaved between passengers as he tried to locate the exit out to the main terminal.
Finding a break in the crowd, he steadily made his way outside onto the sidewalk and tried to flag down a taxi. A light rainfall steadily dampened the surrounding area as a cab finally pulled up to the curb and allowed Jake to toss his luggage into the trunk. Settling in and shaking his shaggy brown hair to get rid of some of the rain that clung to it, he leaned forward to give the cabbie the directions.
“Where you going, kid?”
“University of Washington, main campus. Uh…” Consulting the printout he pulled from his pocket, he squinted at the building name, “…Lander Hall.”
The cabbie nodded and took off with a jerky start that made Jake wonder if he’d need to hold on for dear life the entire ride. Either way, he figured, they made those ceiling handles for something. Might as well hold on tight.
Once again I join the madness that is NaNoWriMo. And in my true style…I start it late. ’>_>
I’ll be uploading my novel as I write it, feel free to leave feedback and critique. I’m determined as heck to actually finish a novel this go around…let’s see how well I fair. ;:p
Wow. Was that really 4 days? Really?
Prime was an absolute blur for me. No, seriously, it was.
I had the unfortunateness of being struck with asthma/allergy issues for the week before Prime as well as during the show…so most of the weekend is hard to remember.
Between the awesomeness that was Line Entertainment (seriously love you guys, sorry for being dead half the time!!), the amazing concerts (JonnyNero, you rock!!!), the endless parties (CCP was brilliant, so was the PPP!!), and of course the lack of sleep due to hacking (boooo….), I’m amazed I am even alive right now. If it weren’t for the amount of pictures online and the ones I took myself, I would not believe that this weekend really happened.
Kind of makes me sad to get back to real life. Thank you all who put up with me and my zombie-ness this weekend and who made PAX Prime the amazing show that it was!
Now, who’s ready for East? *wanders off to recover*
Been a while since I’ve done the blog thing. What with grad school (thank god that nightmare is done with!) and other odd things happening in my life, I just didn’t have the time. And yet now, I strangely find myself with an overabundance of the time I didn’t have before. Welcome to the world of job hunting in education, I guess.
Though, dear god, I saw my website for the first time in a while. That poor thing has been left to rot for the last year. What kind of designer am I?? Oh…right.
Whelp, looks like another thing on my to do list.
#23. Redesign my website so it doesn’t look like a frilly nightmare anymore.
In other news, PAX is coming.