Well hello, poor saps. I see you've found this web page. I don't know how you got here, but honestly, I suppose I'm not one to criticize. I've found all sorts of random yet things on the internet lately. Some were really cool, but most were trash. It usually only took a paragraph or two to figure out which sites belonged in which category. I guess that means I've got something like half a paragraph left to grab you, eh?
This aptly-named blog exists for the sole purpose of chronicling my slow descent into insanity (OOOH, I love this song...Asian Kung-Fu Generation FTW). Since April 28, 2009, I have been slowly losing my mind. Why, you ask? That's a little complicated. Allow me to illustrate (after I favorite this song, of course).
Imagine the best thing that could possibly happen to you. Imagine that you know when said thing is going to happen. Next, imagine that you will be frozen in that moment for two years. While you will be frozen in time, your memory and the rest of the world will progress normally. This means skills and talents will decay, things will be forgotten, and when you step out of whatever super-gravity-training-chamber you've been stuck in, there will be a chunk of the world that you missed.
Yes, that's right. I'm a freakin' Saiyan and I'm going to be beating the trash out of Piccolo for two years inside a magical box where only my hair droops thanks to the intense gravity.
Kidding aside, I'm going to be spending the next two years serving a mission for The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints in Guadalajara, Mexico. I'll be largely cut off from the world, and I'll (OOH, this is one of my favorite Gackt songs...) be focused entirely on serving others every day. I'm extremely excited to go, and I want to do nothing more.
The day this all starts is October 21st. I've been losing my mind since April 28th. Today is September 7th. Everyone I know is either on their own mission already or in school. And my madness is accelerating.
I could spend hours typing out a deep psychoanalysis of why I'm going crazy, but it'll probably be more fun for you to see for yourself. I'm going to discuss whatever comes to mind, as I try not to explode while waiting. There's only so much one can do to kill time...and even then, can I feel good about myself if I'm just burning this time? Isn't there something productive I could be doing?
In any case, I think you've got the general idea. I'll make no promises as to how often this is going to be updated, but this is one of my few creative outlets, so we'll see what happens. Maybe someone can use this for a thesis...BUT ENOUGH SELF PITY FOR NOW!
Next post I'll either explain some of what I've done up to now, or delve into an analysis into the varying success percentages of "Make me a sammich!" Mine has been abnormally high, if I do say so myself. Isn't my haughtiness so cute?
Currently Listening To: Walkin' On The Spiral - The Pillows
