Warning: Adult Decisions were Made

I’ve recently posted about the lateness of the other posts on this blog and now I’m going to do it again. To ensure the quality of the work I do whether it be on here, in school or at my job, I’ve decided to take a short break from this blog until I have more time. I may do some intermittent posts during the coming week, but it won’t be every day as usual. This break will only take about a week until exams are done. I just can’t sustain all of this at one time. I truly am very sorry, but remember: I’ll be back.

More than a little sad to say this,

Aartrium

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Goosebumps: The Fear was Real

I previously mentioned in another post that my first chapter book was Goosebumps: The Haunted School. I got it in a package from my aunt who was getting rid of her sons’ old haunted schoolkid stuff and she thought I would like to have their Goosebumps books. My mom handed me the box after dinner one night and I was overjoyed at the opportunity. I crawled onto my dad’s lap and I spent the next four hours bingeing the first book I pulled out of the box. This was a couple beginnings for me. This was the beginning of my real love to read and of my love for the horror genre. This series holds a lot of value for me personally.

After that day, I continued to receive boxes of books every few months from my aunt (I don’t think she realized I finished each box in a week). Until they eventually stopped andhaunted mask I didn’t have the whole collection. So I scoured the Borders every once in a while in hopes of finding the copies I didn’t have yet. I also started to collect the tv series. It was like a personal vendetta, I had to have ’em all. I used to think both the books and the show were horrifying! I had a system in place for when I finished a book and how to deal with the fear that would overtake me. They were that scary to me.

There was a time when I was at a campground with my family and my cousins. The adults were having a fire so they sent inside to watch movies. I was surprised to find a VHS tape of a Goosebumps episode (it was Stay Out of the Basement). I was really excited to see it and I pushed my cousin and my sister to watch it. We got through about half of it when a loud CRACK echoed across the area. I’m man enough to admit that we all screamed. But shortly after, I realized I couldn’t hear my aunt asleep down the hall anymore. I pointed it out to the others and my cousin was worried so he stay out of the basementpushed us to go check on her. I went for the light switch, but he grabbed my arm. He said he didn’t want to wake her up just in case because she gets really angry when you wake her up. So we continued into the dark until we reached her bed, but we couldn’t tell if she was there. My sister suggested reaching out and trying to lightly test if she was there. I was unanimously “volunteered” for this mission. I slowly reached out my hand and felt around. I came back with empty sheets. We hadn’t seen or heard her leave so we had no idea where she had gone? Needless to say, we were terrified and we bolted back to the light of the tv that was now displaying the end of the show. I was too scared so it was time to get my mom, so I practically threw myself out of the dark camper into an empty circle of chairs. We were awestruck. Everyone was gone out here too! I decided to make a break for it. Whatever was taking people wasn’t going to get me. I ran as fast as I could toward the playground (the unlit playground) and straight into a person. Horrified, I looked up to find out what it was. I was confused to find my dad. He explained that anhorrorland erratic driver had blown through the playground in his truck and smashed the gate at the exit and the adults had gone to see what had happened. My aunt had been woken up by the noise and left through the back exit in the camper which I didn’t know about. I was a little kid at the time and I had a pretty good imagination (I think I still have a quality imagination for an adult) after watching a Goosebumps episode, our minds had made up an entire horror scenario to explain what had happened. It wasn’t anything particularly scary and we never would have assumed there was anything nefarious involved, but it was all fueled by a scary show.

I can look back at that moment and laugh because it was the goofy inner working of a child’s imagination, but at the time it felt like the only logical conclusion. I can also look living dummyback to that show and the books and recognize how cheesy they are. The acting, the stories, the scenarios, the jumpscares. It all seems so silly now. I’ve stated a couple times before that I’m a horror fan and my taste in film and literature has shaped my delight in the macabre. I consider myself skilled in recognizing effective horror even if I don’t get scared anymore. These books are of a higher quality for sure than their tv counterparts. They’re a cultural phenomenon. Horror stories for kids. It’s awesome. I have a strong respect for what the series has accomplished, especially with the number of copies sold (about 350 million sold in 2014!). R.L. Stine even put my name into a book as a lead character’s friend because I emailed him on my birthday and asked him to do it as a birthday present. This series has woven itself into the very fabric of my life. I literally cannot bring up this book when talking about the origin of some of my strongest interests. So today I dedicated a post entirely to this amazing series. Thank you, R.L. Stine.

A little bit sure that truck driver was mad drunk,

Aartrium

the pictures:

haunted school – http://goosebumps.wikia.com/wiki/The_Haunted_School

haunted mask – https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Haunted_Mask

basement – http://goosebumps.wikia.com/wiki/Stay_Out_of_the_Basement

horrorland – http://goosebumps.wikia.com/wiki/One_Day_at_HorrorLand

living dummy – http://goosebumps.wikia.com/wiki/Night_of_the_Living_Dummy

30 Days to a Better Man – Day 18 Update – It’s Going to Happen, I Promise

I’m really busy with the end of school right now. Also, today’s task is really time-consuming and time is something I do not have. So instead of a DBM post today, it will be a late Trivial Matters post about something TBD. This magical other post will probably arrive closer to early tomorrow morning, sorry but I also need to sleep. Life should mellow out for me in the next couple days and this sort of thing won’t happen again until the end of May and that’s quite exciting. Also, once this series ends, posts will be about three or four times a week on other topics that are TBD. So, get hype for ambiguity.

A little behind on life,

Aartrium

30 Days to a Better Man – My Day 17 – People are Icky

I’m ready to admit today’s activity was awesome. I’m not a very open person. I don’t like meeting new people or being put in the spotlight unless I’m comfortable. I’d be happy to go to space for a few months and have it be just me and two other people. I like being by myself or with friends or family rather than with strangers. I always find the seat away from people in class or in the back. At parties, I find the room with books and pretend I’ve found an interesting book and I spend my time like that. I don’t appreciate talking to strangers so today put me outside my comfort zone. I had to talk to three strangers. AoM is meaning to play off the idea that men are distrustful because of how we were raised (don’t talk to strangers, they could be a serial murderer). So the idea is to take us out of our comfort zone (duh) and try to be more social. I was really nervous.

Like I said, I try to sit in the back of classes to minimize my contact with people as much as possible. Also, one of my classes ended today so I thought it would be perfect to talk to someone I hadn’t said a word to all semester. We also had a final test today and I got there early to study so I went to a private resource room for students in my major and, lo and behold, there was a girl from my class already in the room studying. I took a seat at the same table and did a little studying before I made my move (I sneezed). Then I awkwardly started a conversation on that riveting opener (I must have zero social skills). But turned out she was really chill about everything. We talked about the class and our plans for the summer and a bunch of stuff. She was really nice and we gave some friendly goodbyes later after the class ended. Stranger One was a success.

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I also had a plan for my second stranger (I already had plans for all the strangers [that made me sound like a serial killer, whoops] ). I don’t want to say too much about where I work but I’m in the service business and we have a small group of clientele and it’s kind of just expected of us to learn their names, but I’m awful with names. I get it from my dad. I’ve had my job for about eight months and I don’t know even half of their names.hooker It’s a little embarrassing when I need to admit it to a co-worker so, lately, I’ve been trying to have conversations with them to get to know the clients a little better (now I sound like a hooker :/ [disclaimer: I’m not a hooker] ). Near the end of my shift, I walked up to one of the ladies and talked about the evening and any plans she had for the night. After awhile of talking, I think I really got to know her better. Stranger Two was a success.

Now, I have no idea how the plan for the third stranger is going to go. I was really hoping some of the people who poke around on this blog would be willing to say something about themselves or mention how they found this thing. I would love to talk to one of you. I know this seems like a crappy little blog in the corner of nowhere on the internet, but it really has become part of my daily life and I think about what I’m going to write about next all the time. I take about a few hours every day to write on here. Anyone willing to come out to read these posts are people I want to know more about. So in summation, leave a comment and I’ll message back. And if no one sends a message then I’ll just have to cry myself to sleep again tonight. No big deal.

A little worried no one will bother,

Aartrium

Origin of all clever and funny pictures I added:

strangers – http://bloody-disgusting.com/editorials/3389637/terrifying-pointlessness-strangers/

sneeze – http://io9.gizmodo.com/5986180/the-8-incredibly-gross-powers-superman-doesnt-even-realize-he-has

hooker – https://www.someecards.com/usercards/viewcard/you-cant-please-everyone-you-are-not-a-hooker–c4f7b/

30 Days to a Better Man – Day 7 Update – I have friends!

So day seven was focused on reconnecting with some old friends. I picked a guy who moved away during grade school and a girl I met at summer camp one year. Even though it was probably weird I messaged them out of the blue, they were still super awesome about it and willing to talk. It was fun to catch up with them and find out what they’re up to. The guy is Texas right now taking engineering classes and he seems really happy. The girl is finishing up high school this year and currently getting ready for her graduation ceremony. I wish it could have in person or with letters, but I’m just happy they’re both doing alright. I’m happy I didn’t make it 50 and I still haven’t said anything to them. I’m thinking of doing another round of it and picking some other people to talk to again. Overall, it was a super worthwhile activity and I suggest you try it out for yourself. Whoever you pick, remember, you were friends at one point and I’m sure they would love to reconnect. Just try it out.

30 Days to a Better Man – My Day 16 – One Day I’ll Make it Rain (With Hundreds)

I hate going through my bank statements. They’re boring and they make me feel like a stuffy adult. So instead they go in the laundry basket which I cover with my work stuff. The only time bank statements have surfaced was for FAFSA renewal. Other than that Image result for make it rain money gifthey mostly just disappear into the void. I have no system and I haven’t needed a system. For a while, I didn’t have a job, but I had a bank account for the checks I got over the year and so it didn’t seem important to deal with them. Fast forward a few years and now I have two jobs and I’m in college, but my budgeting has remained non-existent. I started a budget back in high school for an economics class though the only entries were “deposit of $14 from mom” then “withdrawal of $14 for Fall Festival tickets” so needless to say I wasn’t really pandering for a budgeting system. But now I’m making REDACTED a month so it may be time to plan ahead (especially when I discovered I spent more than I made last month, yikes).

Today’s task from AoM is to start a budget. So I got to work on it early today, I found a budgeting website and I located my most recent bank statements (they were still in the envelopes). But then I came across a new issue. Apparently, there is a problem with me Joselogging into my own bank account. Also, I found a few charges to my debit card from San Jose, California (I don’t leave anywhere near there). My identity hasn’t been stolen and I haven’t been hacked so that’s all good news. My bank account just needs some kind of verification to do remote billing that they never told me about and so I can’t log into my online bank account. That’s one heart attack solved, but I still have no idea about the charges. This has been a wake-up call. I’ve been too reckless with my spending and with how I handle my money. I’m going to get this all figured out as soon as possible.

So I wasn’t able to start a budget yet, but it will be done once I can figure out my bank account and get that connected to the site I’m using. I’ll be much more at ease when all of this has been sorted out.

A little frustrated with money,

Aartrium

Gifs and Yifs:

Rain – http://popkey.co/m/RQk4l-trending-make+it+rain-party-partying

Jose – https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=car6ehhepxw&ab_channel=MikeVok

30 Days to a Better Man – My Day 15 – This Title Makes Total Sense

I don’t have a lot of quality skills, but I’m shockingly good at cooking. And not only am I good at cooking but I also like doing it. Something about starting from scratch and creating something is really satisfying and gives me such a feeling of pride. I suck at cars, building things and fixing houses. All that regular guy stuff. But cooking is different forbad at car me. If I could do anything with my life (besides work at Disney, be an astronaut, or become a superhero) I would like to be a 4-star chef. I shoot for the real stars here people either space ones or food ones. My mom isn’t all that big on cooking so a lot of the time when I was growing up I just went and made something for myself. I didn’t do it because I liked it, but because I liked not starving to death. I guess eventually the Stockholm syndrome took hold and now I never want to leave it. Messed up right? Also, I’m a really picky eater and so I would have to plan ahead and cook meals to replace the ones I wouldn’t like to eat. I’ve been intimately involved with food for many years now.

Today, was a breeze. I love cooking for my family and I often help my mom with dinner when she’s making something new. The goal for today was to make a meal but not a box burgerdinner but a real one where you have to plan ahead and take a few hours to get it all done. With recipes and ingredients and all that good stuff. It was a nice day so I decided to grill out and I made bacon bleu cheese pretzel burgers. I don’t want to brag but they were delicious. Sadly, mine was just a plain burger on a pretzel bun because I’ve been cursed with picky eating.

In the end, AoM makes a lot of good points about the value of knowing how to be effective in the kitchen and I can vouch for a good number of their points. To highlight a couple of my favorite points, cooking is social and it’s creative. You’d be surprised how many people are impressed by cooking skills. There are guys who can brag about the guns they have or how many cars they’ve worked on, but not everyone can relate to thatGreta kind of stuff. On the other hand, everyone eats and they respect someone who can make them happy with food. You can impress dates or bosses or friends. I’ve auctioned off dinners for fundraisers or just invited friends over to have a relaxing dinner and evening. Food is powerful. Not only does it impress people if it tastes good, but also if you make something new they’ve never had before. It is so fun to search for and test out new ingredients or recipes for food. It’s a fantastic chance to be creative and really reap the benefits. I was always very active with art in school and now that that’s done I can keep the fun going by stepping into my kitchen. It’s such a privilege to get creative.

I had a lot of fun with today’s task. I just hope tomorrow will be kind.

Feeling a little hungry,

Aartrium

I got some links for those pics:

Meme – https://onsizzle.com/t/bad_cars

Burger – https://www.runza.com/menu/product/pretzel-bbq-bacon-&-swiss-burger

Greta – https://weminoredinfilm.com/2014/05/09/13-things-you-may-not-know-about-nightmare-on-elm-street-5-the-dream-child/