Wednesday, December 30, 2015

Good Handwriting Is Hard to Find (Or: My Handwriting Ain't That Bad)

I have a weird hang-up about my handwriting. Back in grade school (I think it was third grade), after visiting the school library, the librarian pulled me aside just to tell me one thing: that my handwriting was terrible. Wow, what a nice, encouraging thing to say to a kid, right? No "improve your handwriting, dear" or "slow down on your writing", but a flat-out "it's awful and you should be very ashamed".

Needless to say, this librarian was known for being terrible anyway. If she had a kind bone in her body, it must've broke and never fully healed. Thinking back, I'm astounded that she was hired to be around children.

It has taken me years to get over this hang-up. You may be thinking "wow, loser, you're still hung-up on what a school librarian told you when you were a kid?" Uhm, yeah, jerkface. Yeah. Sorry that I don't have the flawless coping skills you possess. We can't be all like you.



Ahem, aside that, yes it's been a long journey to accept my handwriting. Now that I look at it, both cursive and print, I realize that it ain't that bad. It's not as neat and orderly as my father's (which I tried to emulate, being the daddy's girl I am), or looping and on-the-line as my mother's, but wow... it's like I am my own person or something.

I've come to love my semi-legible handwriting. It is a part of me, one that is hurrying to get everything down. Could I slow down? Oh yeah, but then my arm cramps from being held back. So it's a balance.

Attached: evidence of my handwriting.


I would post other samples, but they are of WIPs and journal entries... so yeah, just have the above instead.

Tuesday, December 22, 2015

Other news I've been sitting on...

 and also forgot to bring up as well!

  • About two weeks before I got the "yes" from my now-current job, my sister also got a "yes" from a new employer as well! I won't go into super detail about exactly what it is, but it's pretty much her dream job! It does require her to live in another city, so she's no longer close by. And with her and my schedules being different, we just text and play the occasional Minecraft to catch up. I miss her, but I'm also so happy for her.
  • My parents are going to sell the home next year, around springtime. So yeah, goodbye to my childhood home. The very home I've lived in since the day after I was born up until mid-September. Word is that a one of our neighbors' children may buy it so they can be close to family. I hope so, I rather have someone I know and trust live in my old home. It's weird, I don't think of it as mine anymore, yet I don't want just anyone to have it. 

So that's pretty much it. It's big stuff, very big. 2015 was a great year for my family and I. At this rate, 2016 is set to be just as awesome!

Sunday, December 20, 2015

Thoughts on Life Is Strange

**I'll say it once and say it again, there be spoilers. Be wary!**

A while back, I played a video game called Life Is Strange, which was known for having mature themes (ooh boy, no kidding there) and being episodic (which is cool, glad this is becoming a thing). I watched Dodger's Let's Play of it up to the final episode and knew I had to play it for myself. I even went as far as not watching Dodger play the last episode so I can be surprised. Not too often do I watch a Let's Play and want to play the game even when I saw most of it already in action.

So when it came my turn to sit down and play it... boy howdy, this game is a soul-puncher. I mean, on the surface, ti shouldn't be, but damn. I know, some would look at the summary and lose interest fast. I mean, a teenage protagonist? Whatever, plenty of shows like that out already. What would make this game any different? Well, I guess not that much. I ain't going to pretend this game is treading new ground here, but its presentation and takes to the tropes are what stick with me.

SPOILERS AHEAD