Another light Blinks Out
I'm finally leaving DA.
It's kind of been coming for a while now, and I had a good run, but it's time to stop fooling myself and officially call it. Now don't get upset, I've been thinking about this for a good while now, so this isn't a spur of the moment thing, I HAVE put thought into this. But when I think back to the glory days, when I was a terrible writer with a drive to put out as much literature as humanly possible, well it was a good time, but I haven't been that way since Gender Swapped. And, well...I've changed over time I guess.
In truth I guess I left DeviantART in November 2011, since then I've just sort of been lurking, posting the odd lit piece here or there, but not really contributing that much past the odd comment or two. Maybe I'd favourite something here, and write a journal there. But I'm done.
...No, that's a bit of a lie, I'll still check up on things, answer a question if anybody thinks to ask one. And I'll post anything I write in the future. But I won't really contribute to the community at large anymore, I won't comment on art I like, and I won't really instigate anything anymore. And this will be my very last journal entry.
-I'll be moving the comic check thing I do every year to deviation format instead of journals, that way it'll be easier to keep track of.
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Well this is it I guess, I never thought I'd join the ranks of people that've moved on from here. But life is as life does, DeviantART simply doesn't offer me the same fulfillment I once got out of it.
If you'd like to still keep track of me while I adapt to different websites, I'm currently very active on Youtube,
www.youtube.com/user/Dominodud… and Tumblr, activeobserver.tumblr.com/
My final words of wisdom? "If life isn't working out for you, well, then hope to god that you have a backup plan of some kind. Your destiny ain't growing on the tree out back, you know."
So I'm 21 now...
Hell I've been drinking since I was 14, under the strict watch of my mother of coarse, so by the time I turned 19 I was pretty experienced enough not to do anything stupid (I swear, SO many people have one bottle of booze and immediately want to steal a goat or something) And by this point I've had enough bottles of beer that it no longer tastes like shit.
In unrelated news, it was Rib Fest 2013 this weekend where I live, I've never actaually gone before because it always happens the same weekend my family throws me a birthday party, but it sounds so good.
I've got a piece of advice, if there's ever a festival in your city/town dedicated to ribs, don't even think about it, just go. Enjoy it all, and then let me know how it was.
Canada Day 2013
It was 146 years ago that the would-be provinces of Ontario, Quebec, Nova Scotia, and New Brunswick decided that being British colonies wasn't the ideal situation to find themselves in. So, they band together, putting differences aside and joined, in an act of Union, as the Dominion of Canada. This was the first time in history that the term dominion was used in reference to a country.
The original idea sprouted years earlier, and Canada was pretty much a self-governing colony since the 1840s. But at first the United Kingdom wouldn't let us become our our Nation, so, after having conference after conference, in both future Canadian cities and in the UK itself. and finally on July 1st 1867, Britain finalized the British North America Act. Telling the world that Canada had finally become a country all its own.
Now Canada didn't start out as being the same size as it is today, no, absolutely not. in fact, the entire country at the time was roughly the size of today's Ontario I'd say. If you'd like to see the expansion and history of Canadian geography, click this link: en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Can…
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Yep, there's alot for Canadian to be proud of, my personal moment being when Alexandre Bilodeau won the very first Olympic gold medal on Canadian soil. But everyone has their own moment of Canadian history that they're proud of the most.
Have a good day my friends.
Humid
Yeah, it's the start of Humid season here where I live, as is evident by how much it fucking sucked trying to sleep the last two nights. two nights ago I got a restless 6 hours of sleep, and last night I went to bed at about 1/4 after 1am, followed by over 2 hours of trying to fall asleep.
The sleep was alright, but wasn't the most restful, especially given that I woke up at about 8:45. So that's about 5 hours (and I'm used to getting at least 8 or 9, so I'm exhausted) Even worse is that I apparently had some kind of neck spasm just before I woke up, so not only am I exhausted, I'm sore as fuck too.
So yeah, people people me to stop complaining about the heat and humidity. I'll stop complaining when it stops screwing with my sleep cycle, also my physical health, which I'll admit is a new one.
Seasons
I just haven't seen any proof of it's existence.
The way I see it there's, 3 Seasons & 2 Transitions, and 1 Super Season
In order it goes:
1: Summer
Super Summer (where it gets up above 45 degrees)
2: Fall
Transition 1: Winter, Fall, Winter, Summer, Winter, Fall, Summer, Winter, Fall
3: Winter
Transition 2: Fall, Winter, Summer, Winter, Fall, Summer, Fall, Summer, Winter, Summer, Winter
Rinse & Repeat
Now the length of the Seasons and Transitions may vary from anywhere between 5 months and Half an Hour. But you get the gist of it, there's no longer any Spring to speak of.
Right now I'm stuck in a bit of a personal transition with not just the weather, but the temperature, where it's cold enough when I wake up to make me shiver, but hot enough when I go to sleep to make me sweat.
Global Warming is dumb.