The Dumb Sh*t That I Experience...
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The Dumb S**t I Get to Experience
The name kind of says it all.
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GaiaOnline seems to insist I write something about myself; to introduce and express myself. I suppose the idea is sound.
You can call me Sin. No, it's not my real name, and you're not going to know my real name less you are or become a very close friend. Even then I only offer knowledge and still ask to be referred to in the asked manner. I'm one of those strange, stingy individuals that doesn't like his name nor what it means, and thus tends to shy from it.
I'm happy to reveal my age, though. I'm 20 now and slowly creeping up on 21. I don't intend to go crazy like an idiot and celebrate by destroying my liver and making and a** of myself, though. The idea of the occasional drink doesn't bother me. Everything else DOES.
When I was 15 I began extensive medical treatments, and in the end I was diagnosed with Non-Hotchkins B-Cell Lymphoma. In essence, there were masses IN the left side of me crushing my organs and creating a toxic goo that streamed through me. After a year of Chemo (*note: I wasn't supposed to survive. When I did, they promised me I'd be paralyzed on my left side. While it's beginning to have problems some 5 years later, I can use it fine.) I was "cured." Then I learned what "cured" means and long story short: It turned me from a "mean person" into a "nasty person."
Thanks to all of that crap, I was presented with one option for school: I could either REPEAT my Sophomore year AND do summer school with possible summer school the NEXT year...or get my GED. I'm one of those that hated homework because I go to SCHOOL to learn and do that crap. School should NOT have the right to encroach upon time outside of itself. But, I always passed tests with A's. I'm very smart but because I have this anger issue (borderline bipolar) they think I shouldn't be in the accelerated classes. Thus, I slept a lot in class because the some ole' song and dance bored me to death. So, I got my GED with great big 600s to 700s. Then I worked. Then I got kicked out (I'll never tell why) then I worked...and as the age of 19, I was ill again with the same symptoms of the cancer!
Good thing my doctors are COMPLETE ******** IDIOTS.
So yes, I am smart. Yes, I have an ego. Yes I think I'm most likely better then you. Get the hell over it.
God! There's a fun subject. Don't like em' should he exist, though I do extensive research into the bible, demonolgy, etc. I favor Lucifer over Raziel (Pope strike me dead for revealing God's name!) but not for "demonic" reasons, but rather the rebellious ones. You know, the s**t the "Good Book" leaves out. I'll end it there.
I do work with German, namely literature and language, as well as Romanian.
OH! I also love vampires. Adore them. Adore and bask in the idea. It doesn't really matter the culture, though I swear to God some of these cultures needed to lay off their poison of choice...
I listen to all kinds of music. Except rap. I love that little "Can't spell 'Crap' without 'Rap.'" proverb. Makes me giggle.
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