Since I wrote anything on this blog. 2011 is long gone and we're now in 2013. Still unemployed and looking for work. Now I go to York University in Toronto but I wish I was back in Kelowna, British Columbia at UBCO. I'm trying to start up a writers' group at the Keele campus at York and just spent the last three days sending emails to every professor I could email to ask if I could announce the group in their classes.
School work you ask?
Nah, haven't done any for this week which is terrible. Tomorrow I put up posters for my group. Really, it's been GROUP! GROUP! GROUP! for the past week. I have lots of work I need to get to like readings from the Bible, essays to write, etc. But I won't bore you with that information. That's my problem, not yours.
If any of you are interested I have another blog which I regularly use: The Ruffetting Post. Word of the Days have been lacking for the last few days and everyone I contacted on Facebook to provide me a word has not ANSWERED ME! Usually people do respond so I can't explain the lack of responses. But on that sentence, please submit to my online magazine or at least provide a word of the day. That would be greatly appreciated. And since I'm selling myself on this blog, if you like videos, singing, reading, and me in general check out my Youtube channel and of course if you just like writing there's always WritersCafe. Right, that's enough of self promotion.
If you asked me how I was I'd probably say I'm fine but really I'm getting quite sick of Toronto. I was brought back to the city I was born in almost in a body bag. ALMOST. That has an interesting story to it and it involves a girl. Well, doesn't it always? Well that girl people tell me I should forget and on top of that I shouldn't even think of having a future with her. Still, that girl is in Kelowna, British Columbia; the place I want to go back to. Of course it is bloody stupid for me to go back just for her but really I want to go back for myself. I miss my friends and Toronto is not like how it was before. Will I go back? Now that's the big question, isn't it? I have no idea. If I'm funding myself, no chance really. If my parents help me even if they're scared shitless of me going back, I might have a chance. I don't know though if they will. I now see a psychiatrist due to my little episode. Here's a break down on the episode: crush on a girl, get obsessed, restraining order, mental hospital, go to Toronto, come back to UBCO, still obsessed, another trip to the mental hospital, Toronto, psychiatrist. That's all you really need to know.
As you can see, I'm more delusional than before. But I'm making the best of what I have. Maybe next post I'll have more to write about.
Oh yeah, and now I sign my name with this like I'm famous:
With writes,
-Andy Ruffett
P.S. Don't forget that there is not another post unless someone comments or likes this post or a previous one. Can you even like on Blogger? Well, if you can, I'll post again if I get a comment or like.
School work you ask?
Nah, haven't done any for this week which is terrible. Tomorrow I put up posters for my group. Really, it's been GROUP! GROUP! GROUP! for the past week. I have lots of work I need to get to like readings from the Bible, essays to write, etc. But I won't bore you with that information. That's my problem, not yours.
If any of you are interested I have another blog which I regularly use: The Ruffetting Post. Word of the Days have been lacking for the last few days and everyone I contacted on Facebook to provide me a word has not ANSWERED ME! Usually people do respond so I can't explain the lack of responses. But on that sentence, please submit to my online magazine or at least provide a word of the day. That would be greatly appreciated. And since I'm selling myself on this blog, if you like videos, singing, reading, and me in general check out my Youtube channel and of course if you just like writing there's always WritersCafe. Right, that's enough of self promotion.
If you asked me how I was I'd probably say I'm fine but really I'm getting quite sick of Toronto. I was brought back to the city I was born in almost in a body bag. ALMOST. That has an interesting story to it and it involves a girl. Well, doesn't it always? Well that girl people tell me I should forget and on top of that I shouldn't even think of having a future with her. Still, that girl is in Kelowna, British Columbia; the place I want to go back to. Of course it is bloody stupid for me to go back just for her but really I want to go back for myself. I miss my friends and Toronto is not like how it was before. Will I go back? Now that's the big question, isn't it? I have no idea. If I'm funding myself, no chance really. If my parents help me even if they're scared shitless of me going back, I might have a chance. I don't know though if they will. I now see a psychiatrist due to my little episode. Here's a break down on the episode: crush on a girl, get obsessed, restraining order, mental hospital, go to Toronto, come back to UBCO, still obsessed, another trip to the mental hospital, Toronto, psychiatrist. That's all you really need to know.
As you can see, I'm more delusional than before. But I'm making the best of what I have. Maybe next post I'll have more to write about.
Oh yeah, and now I sign my name with this like I'm famous:
With writes,
-Andy Ruffett
P.S. Don't forget that there is not another post unless someone comments or likes this post or a previous one. Can you even like on Blogger? Well, if you can, I'll post again if I get a comment or like.
While I don't recommend getting hopelessly obsessed over a girl to the point of restraining order, obsession as a whole can really help a writer fully press his or her craft when channelled correctly.
ReplyDeleteHere's hoping you find something that interests you in Toronto, but if it doesn't and you want to leave probably best not to go back to Kelowna!
The point about being a writer I agree with you one hundred percent but the part about not going back to Kelowna, everyone keeps telling me I shouldn't go back. I know it's probably shooting myself in the foot but I want to go back. I have friends there and another writing group I started up. I should go back with thoughts about the past that will help curve my future. As for that girl, I can't predict the future but I don't plan to purse her anymore. I'll just accept what happened and move on to the next stage of my life. Is it wrong for me to go back to Kelowna? Is it my sick mind still wanting what it seems I can't have but hiding these factors from me? I don't know. All I know is that I'm lonely here even if I have family and friends.
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