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I’ll admit, it’s hard to write a blog, let alone an introduction. There are so many things that one person likes that it’s kind of hard to pick what you want others to first know about you. Even though I’m very quiet and seem uninterested in a lot of things in real life, there’s a whole ton of things I actually like. I just struggle at socializing.

First time for everything, so let’s go.

What I Do

Everybody and their parents are into video games (including me), but I’ve been obsessing over board games recently. The classics like Chess, Chinese Checkers and Reversi are okay, but getting into the industry and seeing all the unique games has been the most refreshing thing for me. Favorite games right now are Unearth for its’ unique art and wonders system, and Terraforming Mars for the best progression and economy system.

I like to do that thing that Disney did where they draw a lot and make a movie out of that. I also love watching animated movies and just seeing all the charm and inspiration in them. Hand-drawn Animation is my dream job right now, and I’m hoping to start some projects soon and get somewhere.

What I Like

Favorite band is SIAMES and has been my driving inspiration for a while now. Most of, if not, all their songs are equally amazing as the other.

Favorite movie is Star Wars: Revenge of the Sith (also my favorite book), 2nd favorite movie is Inception.

Favorite show are CN shows: Infinity Train, Regular Show, Gumball, and Steven Universe.

Conclusion

Thanks for reading my introduction! I’m just getting this started up so things will get better as time happens.

Even though

Everything is online now, even though we were always online.

Everyone’s scared to go out, even though we never went out often.

Everything seems like it’s the end, even though it’s just the beginning.

Nothing is worse, just different. It’ll get better

The View from Halfway Down

This poem isn’t mine, I am sharing it. Credit goes to the show Bojack Horseman.

Secretariat steps up onto the stool, ready to perform.

“A poem. Original, obviously. It’s called ‘The View from Halfway Down.'” He cleared his throat and shifted the pages in his hands.

The weak breeze whispers nothing
The water screams sublime

His feet shift, teeter-totter
Deep breath, stand back, it’s time

Toes untouch the overpass
Soon he’s water bound

Eyes locked shut but peek to see
The view from halfway down

As the audience claps, a door with an abyss on the other side shines in the spotlight to the right of the performer. He wasn’t finished.

“I’m not done! Hold on, I’m not done. Not done,” he assured to the door. It faded away.

A little wind, a summer sun
A river rich and regal

A flood of fond endorphins
Brings a calm that knows no equal

You’re flying now
You see things much more clear than from the ground

It’s all okay, it would be
Were you not now halfway down

The door appeared in the spotlight, only closer to you. Time is running out. Your hands begin to shake.

Thrash to break from gravity
What now could slow the drop

All I’d give for toes to touch
The safety back at top

The door appears closer sooner than expected, I couldn’t take it anymore. The host walked up to me.
“I change my mind! I- I change my mind, I don’t wanna-“
“It’s okay.”
He gently put his hand on my back, holding me in place as the door faded away. With the clock ticking in my head, I continued.

But this is it, the deed is done
Silence drowns the sound

Before I leaped I should’ve seen
The view from halfway down.

The door was behind me, I felt it. I threw the host’s hands off me.

No! I- I really should’ve thought about the view from halfway down!

“Find your peace, big guy. Find it,” the host said, placing his hand on me as I shrinked. I was out of time and I had to go.

I wish I could’ve known about the view from halfway d—

. i f f e r e n t

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Wished

When you wished a dream upon the shooting star
The timer started, and the end seemed afar

You never tried to pursue the dream you wished
Every chance given, your dream you’ve always ditched

The end is closer, where did all the time go?
The reality hits, ’twas all long ago.

But that is not the reality at all!
Flip the glasshour over, and try again.

Something I want to say

You have goals and ambitions in life. Dont lie, everyone else does. But while you’re on your way to the top, but here’s this.

You made it across!

Now if you can get over that brick wall to see the rest of this post, then climb over that brick wall holding you back and everything else on the rocky hike towards the top.

Good luck, and see y’all soon! Here’s a signature:

1AM

Its 1AM right now, as I write this, and I have achieved peak comfort.

In my bed and wrapped in my favorite blankets.
Yellow with flowers and leaves, since childhood.
Blue with teddy bears, also since childhood.
Weighted and multi-colored in patches, since Christmas.
And lastly, thin and tan. Not mine, I stole it.

I’m about to eat some nice mac n cheese right now and pass out in style.

What was your coziest night?

The_Decision

“I shouldn’t be up this late,” Jan thought to himself. His thoughts judged him for slacking as always, but shrugged them off. He can stop whenever he wants.

Jan is young and irresponsible, like most kids. He had been tinkering with his watch and setting an alarm for school, hours after his scheduled bedtime. He had just finished reading his favorite comic. He keeps losing control over his eyes, though only briefly, because he can’t be late to school again.

—3 Apr, 2026 – 7:00:00 AM.—

As the watch lets out a ‘beep beep beep’ in a perfect harmony, the front door let’s out three knocks as well. Jan had almost missed it while he drifted into his bed.

Might as well see who it is, Jan figured. The floor tries to drag him back to his cozy bed, but Jan barely arrives at the door with a chair and his troubled height. He steps up and looks through the peephole.

Something was off about what he saw. It was Spring and he saw fuzziness outside, like snow.

He moved the chair as it moaned and resisted. He peeked around the open crack of the door to see a man. A man with what seemed to be an old CRT Television for a head, wearing a black business suit. Its’ screen was dull and shifty as it stood there like a statue.

He observed the man, then a green light atop of the TV flickered and began to scan every crevice of Jan’s face.

[NAME: JAN STRATOVSKY]
[AGE: 13]
[DOB: 1 APRIL, 2013]
[STATUS: LEGAL IMMIGRANT]

The screen revealed a school photo of the boy, smiling. The picture’s stare froze the boy. A message flashed into the screen:

[HELLO, JAN STRATOVSKY. I HAVE COME TO SHOW YOU SOMETHING IMPORTANT.]

[YOU CAN STAY AND HEAR WHAT I HAVE TO STAY, OR LIVE YOU LIFE IGNORANT OR WHAT IS GOING HAPPEN TO YOUR TOWN.]

Before it could show what it wanted to show Jan, he closed the door and headed to the kitchen for a glass of water before bed. He had a good sleep.
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