Me, Myself, and I

If you're crazy enough to want to know about me, or maybe you just like stalking me (hah!), this is the place to look! 

 
O.K, well, because I'm not an idiot and I'm not desiring to be raped anytime in the near future, or at all, for that matter, I won't reveal any personal information about myself, but I will talk about, well, myself.

 I don't mean to be modest, but I think of myself as a smart kid. Though I have little or no life, I like to fill my time by updating this site/blog, playing video games (I have 30!), and in general, working with or learning about computers and upcoming technologies. I love music, multimedia, and I LOVE photography. In my spare time, I play three musical instruments. I play the piano (have been for my whole life), guitar (for almost 3 or 4 years), and flute (for almost 4 years). I also love everything and anything futuristic, and hopefully with this bloggish thingamajig, I can lure anyone reading this to my interests. 

 Well, in the near future, I would like to become a psychologist/therapist, which is completely ironic, because I myself hate being or being involved with therapy, mental or physical. This field of study intrigues mainly due to the brain and the mindset following the brain. I'm not very enticed by helping a "Level 3" mental case wean to a "Level 2 and eight-ninths" case, but I would very much enjoy learning about everything associated with the brain, and how the brain works. I think this fascination sparked as a young child, when my father presesnted me with a book that we would constantly read, entitled, "How the Mind Works" . This just completely stole my attention, and also it eased me into wanting to learn about technology and anything corresponding with the subject. 

Another stepping stone is the current case of my mother. After being divorced for almost 10 years, she is very much affected by the separation and it damages her more and more everyday. She is almost always scared of the outside world, and the people that encompass it, and she cannot find a way to outlet her paranoia and fear. She cannot commit herselft to anything or anyone, and cannot keep up a good self-image, but I assume that comes along with the shock of suddenly being thrown in the world, without a thought of what or how to do anything. Though she does not realize it, she has been one of the main factors in my shaping of becoming such a person. I never show it, but it is almost solely because of her, and the chronic feuding we go through, that not only helps me understand myself, but more importantly, understanding her, as a person, a mother, and a striving soul. She is the best a mother could be, and I wish I could show her more often, and prevent myself from making both of us alike a bigger basket case. I will always be there for her, through all the quarrels and fights, and all the illnesses, and any obstacle that life throws in our way. 

I always seem so attached to my father, and I am, however, I have to and will always take care of my mother, the same way she took care of me, until I was old enough and ready to walk "through the door" of life on my own. I dedicate this page to her, my younger, sweet, delicate sister, and my amazing father, who has been there for me as a friend, a partner in crime, and a father through thick and thin, hard and harder. 

We must always remember to live our lives to the fullest, as I have personally seen how anything and everything can be swept away from under your feet, and your life will never be the same. We must work together to make the world a better place, and together, we can achieve peace and harmony, in the U.S, in North America, on Earth, and anywhere else that needs the help.