Friday, July 1, 2005
12:18 p.m.


Good news has finally come my way today! My mom got in touch with someone from High Point’s Academic Services, and they might be able to accommodate to my disability under the ADA (Americans with disabilities Act). I will, however, still need some form of supervision for the rest of my life, but it will not be a constant form of supervision.
I just wanted to share the good news blog; I’m so happy that I might be able to finish my religion degree, but I will not be ready to get a job or live on my own, somewhat, until months...maybe even years, after I graduate...

Wednesday, June 29, 2005
11:19 a.m.


Rant in 5...4...3...2...1...0

As of late, the story of my life seems to be "we always knew something was wrong, but we didn’t open our big, fat mouths and say anything." Not only did the shrinks who I previously went to before I saw my current shrink, not explain my condition, or misdiagnosed it as childhood schizophrenia, but it appears that High Point also knew that something was wrong, and failed to tell either me or my parents.

My mother is pissed off at High Point, and I’m pissed off too at the fact that my mom, dad, and I were not told that I was beyond the help of the school councilors, and that I needed serious therapy. Their reason was, get this, they were afraid one of the three of us would react in an irrational manner and physically hurt them. If they had told my parents that something was wrong, then chances are, I would be less willing than I am right now to just smack someone from the administration.

As for getting back into High Point, we’re at a dilemma. I can’t take classes at CSM (College of Southern Maryland), and have the grades transfer, I can’t be left to my own devices at Summer School in High Point, alone, without some form of supervision (according to everyone who knows this stuff, because I don’t do well socially, due to my PDD, and that I have an unhealthy and wild imagination, also due to my PDD, that I will need to be under some form of supervision by someone for most, if not all of my life), and, according to laws set by the Federal Government, if I were to go back, High Point would have to accommodate me because I am disabled. The final kicker is the fact that High Point can deal with physical disabilities, but they’re not sure if they can handle my mental disability.

Not only that, but as of right now, my future is uncertain. I hate it, my mom hates it, and my dad isn’t too fond of it either. I know my disability is incurable, and that everyone is trying to help, but if people can’t open their big, fat mouths and say something, then where has all this drama gotten me? I have no degree, a High School Diploma, a mental disability, people who can’t open their big mouths and say something, and an unknown future. Right about now is a good time for a miracle...

Tuesday, June 28, 2005
03:20 p.m.


I've come out with a new Warlord/Masho poem called Bon, but other than that, not much else has been going on.

I signed up to receive services from DORS a couple of days ago, and they should have gotten my application by now. I would be really pissed if they didn’t; I need those government-based services.

I also got two e-mails in my hotmail account, saying I had fan fiction reviews, but I can’t access the site through the library’s firewall. I’d say a few expletives, but I’ll keep my tongue to myself.

Other than those few things, not much is happening...

Tuesday, June 21, 2005
02:43 p.m.


I went to see an advisor who will help me get a job and live on my own terms last Saturday. We talked for a long time, and she seemed like someone I can talk to and trust.

I also recieved some "homework" for me to do. My advisor gave a list of two government-run websites, DORS and DDA, to look at what can be offered. Reading through the sites made me feel like I had to go through more government red tape, but the sites assured me that there weren't too many papers to fill out.

After reading all the information on the websites, and seeing what they could offer to me, I decided to add them to my important social links, so I could go back and look at them whenever I felt like it.

Speaking of adding, I did another revamp of my Blog. My information section has been updated, links have been added or taken away, font formats have changed, and I decided to have pixel paper lanterns in the pixel section.

By the way, feel free to check out my most recent, but somewhat old, fan fiction poem Gift

Thursday, June 16, 2005
02:22 p.m.


Happy Birthday to me, Happy Birthday to me, Happy 22nd Birthday, Happy Birthday to me!

Yep, today is my birthday, and I turn 22 years old. I don't feel any older, wiser, or smarter; I just feel like my old self. I got some flowers for my birthday, which I've always wanted as a birthday gift, and I get to go out to my favorite restaurant tonight for dinner. Sushi and Sapporo Beer, my favorite food combination, and a great way to celebrate my 22 years here on this earth...

Monday, June 13, 2005
02:29 p.m.


I'm so glad that today is my day off from work. Bagging at Giant last weekend felt like being a grain of sand in an always-turning hourglass that went on forever and ever. Granted, I still think that the union I have to belong to is a bunch of blood-sucking vampires, but I really can’t complain about much else.

Last week I got to see Star Wars Episode III: Revenge of the Sith with my brother and dad. Episode III was so much better than Episode I AND Episode II, and I’m glad Lucas was able to end the series gracefully.

This Thursday I turn 22 years old. It’s strange; I’m 22 with no college degree, need government support, and have an old computer at home that can’t even support the 3D Animation Program I want as a birthday gift. Oh well, at least I’ll be able to get some flowers and eat at my favorite restaurant...

Friday, June 10, 2005
12:03 p.m.


Sorry for not keeping you guys up-to-date on a boatload of things, but I can finally access the internet, as long as it's not at home. I have a whole lot of stuff to write about, so here goes.

I'm not going back to High Point. I've been told I have a Social Disability, and that throwing me back into college would just make my disability even worse. I'll miss Mark, Sarah, Jason, and all my other friends, but this, however, is for the best. I will be, however, helped by the government to learn a vocational skill, and then get hired, and live on my own.

Speaking of vocational training, I'm probably going to do something with computers. I was a Religion Major at High Point, but...that no longer interests me. It's now computers I try to understand and learn. David always told me that I was a fast learner with computers, and if I do something with Java or Oracle, I'll be set for life.

My brother encourages me to actually get a degree once I'm comfortable and set within a good paying job, but that is too far in the future to think about.

Speaking of future, I landed a summer job at my local Giant grocery store. I love working there, and I've attached myself to Erin, a young, married woman who is also the mother of two small children. I don't know how she can stand children, but she does.

The only problem with Giant is the Union I have to belong to. Blood-sucking leeches, I could be making at least $178.00 for one week, but because of Union dues, I only get handed about $106.00; as I've said before, blood-sucking leeches.

I guess this entry is just to let you guys know that I'm back. I won't be on much, but at least I'm back...

Wednesday, April 13, 2005
06:26 p.m.


Well, the Seder Dinner went well last night, granted, I was one of the few people that stayed late to talk with the Rabbi that held the dinner. I like the fish we had for dinner, and we each had a crash course as to why Jewish People celebrate Passover. If you want to know the whole story, just read the book of Exodus in the Bible.

It’s been raining today, which means that my mind has turned to complete mush. I still need to call my mom and see if she got any word from Wal-Mart about my summer job, and if my tax refund finally came in the mail. I have big plans for that $100.00, but until I get it, there’s nothing I can do with it.

And that’s been my day in a nutshell...

Monday, April 11, 2005
07:22 p.m.


My weekend in Raleigh, NC for NCSL had its good moments, and its bad moments. I did not like having to get up early in the morning, but I couldn’t help it if everyone went to bed so late. I learned why you should not be drinking anything with alcohol in it while there is nothing in your belly, and I have learned that I should not go through a full day without something in my stomach. Those were really the only things that bothered me throughout the whole trip.

There were some good things that happened. Our delegation won the best Delegation Chair Person (DCP), The Joe D’Amico Scholarship, which is a huge honor in NCSL, and best advisor to a delegation. All in all, I’m proud of the High Point NCSL Delegation. We’ve never won this many awards, and I’m glad to be leaving on such a high note.

Then today happened; since we had always come in late from all the required activities for NCSL, I had no time to study my lines for acting class. I tried to do improvisation of my lines, but even managed to fuck that up as well. Everyone sucked in acting class today, so we then got a huge guilt trip by our teacher, and then he let us go. I hope tomorrow will be better for me, at 7:30 PM EST, I’m going to a Seder Dinner, held by a few of the Jewish Students on campus. I’ll look my best, simply because it is a very important holiday, and that it would just be plain disrespectful for me not to do so.

I also have a new one-shot out called Alive. Feel free to take a peek at it, and review!

Tuesday, March 29, 2005
07:08 p.m.


I hope everyone who is reading this Blog had a good Easter, I know I enjoyed being able to eat chocolate again, and I also hope that everyone has had a good day.

Today was a very productive day. I finally learned the correct way to sew a button onto a shirt, ordered two pairs of pants that I will need soon, and caught up on some of my homework. I was also able to procure some money for when the High Point NCSL Delegation goes off to Raleigh, North Carolina for the Annual Session. Our Student Government Association (SGA) botched up our bill, so we have to pay some of the Parking Fees and some of the hotel costs. Not only do we have those costs, but we also have to deal with the politicians who have been summoned back to the capital for an emergency session, and the restaurants that have jacked up their prices. I hate all the people we have to go through to get our money, but it’s the only way to get things done. I just wish there wasn’t so much red tape and incompetence...