More Suvudu

So round 3 ended last week. Here’s the recap.


My boy Kylar pretty much owned again. This week he’s up against Erevis Cale. Right now he’s losing *cries* but that match only just started today. It ends Thursday so there is plenty of time to vote. So VOTE HERE!!


Sadly Bast got kicked from the match. How sad. *more tears*


So yeah go have a bum around on Suvudu and read the write ups and vote! Have a good week all!


Cheers,

Ego

Don't waste time on jealousy. Sometimes you're ahead, sometimes you're behind. 

~Mary Schmich~

Mainstream media calls it ‘Jealousy’… I prefer Ego.


Ego means different things to different people. 


       Metaphysical believers know Ego as something that is essentially everything we strive not to be. It induces negative emotions and brings with it negative outcomes. 
               To psychologists Ego and super-Ego are concepts used to aid in identifying why we think something is right or wrong or why we daydream about something. 
                      But to the masses you Ego is something that drives you to make a decision. 


For me Ego is something I strive not to be. I don’t want my Ego to rule my life because then I’d be someone who lived only for money and things. I’d stop caring about the beauty in life as long as I came out on top being better then others. But really what is better?


My Ego jumps in right now and says better is when you can beat someone at a task and make them seem less then you. And ugh what a disastrous thought that is. I don’t want to walk through life making other feel ashamed of their own accomplishments. But at the same time I don’t want to be ashamed of my own. So is there a way to reason or balance your Ego?


I think that depends on if you really want to tame your Ego or not. Some people simply don’t, they choose to live in the limelight building up a fake self to impress others and they end up with a hallow life because they have fooled themselves and others and gained fake success just for the sake of being “better”. I strive to be one with my Ego. For the most part I keep my Ego in check. I’ve chosen to go about my life however I want these last few years. I stopped letting my Ego whisper in my ear “This will make you look weak” “This makes you look stupid” “Don’t do that no one will like you” “Just follow everyone else and everything will work out great”. 


Right now I’d like to take a moment to say fuck you to my Ego. I wasted eight good years of my life worrying about other’s impressions of me. I went through Middle School and High School day after day beaten into submission by my Ego. I did things to make others like me. I did things to impress people I didn’t care about. I did stupid things for stupid reasons.


Not anymore. My Ego and I live in near perfect harmony… but I’m only Human after all. I still have days that my Ego pops up out of nowhere and fights fiercely to be heard. It’s at these moments that my Ego takes control that I start feeling jealous and upset. And even as I’m feeling jealous I know it’s a stupid emotion and a stupid thing to feel since really I can’t do a damn thing about half the shit I’m jealous about. But it takes talking to someone or saying out loud that’s I’m jealous of this or that or him or her for my Ego to shut up and go back to it’s corner. 


So have I tamed my Ego or simply returned the favor of beating it into submission?

A Bit Of Nerding Out

 So if you all recall Suvudu’s Cage match…. Purely epic right? Well what’s eve more epic is there doing another one this year. You heard me right. Here’s the original bracket




Due to my tardyness in blogging they’re into the third round now.
Recap for Round 1
Recap for round 2

Why do I seem to care so much about such extravagant nerdyness? Because I love reading!! And this year yet again they’ve got some of my favorite characters. Like Bast from Pat Rothfuss’s King Killer Chronicles. And my newest favorite character Kylar Stern from Brent Weeks Night Angel series. First off I’ll rant a bit about Brent Weeks.


When I embark on travels I like to bring a book with me. So when I headed to Europe in September I brought with me The Way of Shadows. But sadly it sat around for most of the time since I had other fun things to occupy my time with in France (mainly my super cute boyfriend). Then my Spain travels rolled around and I found myself spending a lot of time in airports and on busses and in hostels all by my self. Naturally I was happy I had my book with me. In the 12 days I was alone I blew through the book. It made me look forward to waiting in the airport. It’s an amazing book and actually it’s going in my next set of book reviews I’ll be putting up somewhere in the near future… But back to Kylar. He’s the main character and is so fucking badass. Like I can’t even describe it!

^Kylar^

So go HERE and vote for him this week as he fights against Lev Grossman’s Julia Wicker. Because well… Kylar is hotter (i mean check him out) and cooler and epic.


After you do that go HERE to vote for Bast. He’s Pat Rothfuss’s character… nuff said. Plus come on at the end of Wise Man’s Fear there is clearly more to him and it’s leaving me chomping at the bit! Damn Pat and his amazing writing!!


Then for the rest of the battles do as you wish… because in my heart I want Bast and Kylar to get to the final so they can deck it out!! 


Cheers Mates!!

A Toast To Ireland

This was meant to be put up in January but it simply wasn’t ready till now. And I would like to dedicate this to every one who was in Ireland with me. On this VERY Irish day I post this for you all…






Our whole life we walk in and out of people’s lives. Some we stick around for years before finally exiting quietly. Others we storm in and out of leaving deep prints behind. A few you walk purposefully into and settle down to become friends. And sometimes you stumble through doors and hang around for a mere four months. 


When I left to Ireland. I found my self stumbling in to so many lives. And I found people stumbling into mine. Some would stay around for the semester. Other were simply someone to board a plane with. A tiny number were the ones that have settled themselves so deeply in my life that if they left I might not be able to take it. But to all of you who stumbled into my life you changed me. Going to Ireland didn’t change me. It was the people I met that did. 


We as humans seem to take for granted the bond of friendship. We simply assume there will always be someone there. When in reality we only have as much as we put out.  There are times that you befriend the oddest assortment of people simply so you don’t feel lonely thousands of miles from home. Some of you were annoying. Others were rude. A few were douche bags. But who am I talk? Most of you could probably say the same about me. But we all got along in our stumbling awkward escapade around Ireland. 


Hanging with the Americans was pleasant… a little straw of home among a haystack of new things. Being around the Europeans was a breath of fresh air to my stale life. But I had an elite group of friends that shattered my old life. They stormed into my life, no apologies, no excuses, and they liberated me from a rut I hadn’t realized I’d fallen into. And even now I feel I can reach for and achieve new things simply because they support me.


Our time in Ireland came to a close and we all parted ways. I left with no regrets… I hope you did too. Most of you I haven’t seen since and probably will never see again. We closed those doors as we had outlived our usefulness to each other. There a some of you I see blurbs of your life on Facebook. We’ve left these doors ajar as a small invite to each other if we should ever find a need for each other again. Then there are the few I rely on in my time of need, the one who’s learning my deepest secrets and the one who has my heart. These doors I hope they never close.

Quotes

I wanted to post this ages ago but never got to it... and i just found it in my blog folder. Enjoy mates!

So I was having a good stumble about and came upon this site 
Turns out it has some inspirational quotes that I’ve fallen in love with. Here are a few of my favourites.

I think the problem with reasonable and societally-accepted behavior is that we train ourselves to pursue planned paths and stable foundations. As a result, we never have the opportunity to discover and chase what makes us truly feel alive. Solution: Be unreasonable in the pursuit of your dreams.
— Unknown

Life is like riding a bicycle; in order to keep your balance, you must keep moving.
— Albert Einstein

The first step towards getting somewhere is to decide you are not going to stay where you are.
— John Pierpoint

It's not the years in your life that count. It's the life in your years.
— Abraham Lincoln

I am who I am today because of the choices I made yesterday.
— Eleanor Roosevelt

Do not go where the path may lead: go instead where there is no path and leave a trail.
— Ralph Waldo Emerson

Life begins at the end of your comfort zone.
— Neal Donald Walsch

The best things in life aren't things.
— Art Buchwald

Being the richest man in the cemetery doesn't matter to me ... Going to bed at night saying we've done something wonderful... that's what matters to me.
— Steve Jobs

Your imagination is your preview of life’s coming attractions.
— Albert Einstein

Tension is who you think you should be. Relaxation is who you are.
— Proverb

To handle yourself, use your head; to handle others, use your heart. Anger is only one letter short of danger. If someone betrays you once, it is his fault; if he betrays you twice, it is your fault. Great minds discuss ideas; average minds discuss events; small minds discuss people. He who loses money, loses much; he who loses a friend, loses much more; he who loses faith, loses all.
— Eleanor Roosevelt

Life is not a journey to the grave with intentions of arriving safely in a pretty well-preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out and loudly proclaiming ... Wow! What a ride!
— Anonymous

Live as if you were to die tomorrow. Learn as if you were to live forever
— Gandhi

The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams.
— Eleanor Roosevelt

Find life experiences and swallow them whole. Travel. Meet many people. Go down some dead ends and explore dark alleys. Try everything. Exhaust yourself in the glorious pursuit of life.
— Lawrence K. Fish

Update

So I’ve been home from France for nearly 3 months now and what have I done with myself?
I’ll be straight with you. Absolutely nothing.


I’m taking online courses to fill my time but I don’t really feel like going back to university because everything I’m learning I’ve already learned. That’s how it’s always been with my university classes and I hate it. You pay all this money to get an education and really it’s nothing more then a rehashing of high school. It pisses me off. I want to find something to do with my life that will mean something. After all a Bachelors Degree is really just a piece of paper. And my life has hundreds of pieces of paper… what would one more do for me? 
So now as I work on my new book each day I keep questioning my life. What path am I supposed to be on. Surely signs will begin to crop up. Am I doomed to be at university for four more years rehashing everything I’ve learned both in school and from books? That’s not what I want. Besides that would only put me nearly $100,000 in debt and if I don’t get a job right off the bat… well I’m nearly screwed to hell for the next 30 years of my life paying it all back and for what? A piece of paper. 


What’s stopping me right now from dropping this prospect in light of something more exciting something more thrilling. Something that will give me a feeling of comfort in my soul instead of credentials that might mean nothing in a few years. 


Where do I look for such a lovely life option? 


When you find out let me know. I’ll just be here working on my book pondering the meaning of my life and where fate will take me next…

To the South and Back Part II

I arrived at Union Station at eight o’clock that night then I had to find the metro. I thought it’d be easy to find the merto there. For some odd reason I thought it would be inside the building and all you had to do was go down the steps. Nope you have to go out of Union Station. I found it and promptly boarded letting my aunt know I was on my way to the Vienna stop. It was good to see my aunt and have somewhere to crash. 
My original plan had been to stay till Sunday then meet up with my mum in Lancaster on a day trip. Then it started snowing and the weather was rather shitty. So I got stranded in Virginia. 
On the bright side I got to see Washington DC in the snow.

Pretty right?
And I saw only a bit of the Natural History museum since they close early on weekends and I had gotten there late since  I had walked to see all the monuments first.

I got back to my aunts house with cold feet and fingers. But it was totally worth it! I still want to go back some time soon so I can see more of the museums. I suppose that’s another trip for another time though.
My stay at my aunts lasted an extra week. I was fine with it since I got to see my cousin EJ. I don’t see him very often now but we practically grew up together. So I enjoyed seeing him for a few days.
On that Friday I headed back into DC to catch a bus to New York City. My parents met me in the city and we enjoyed a small night in the city. Sushi for dinner then a bum around in Toys R Us

And a few pennies thrown into a fountain.

Over all it was a rather interesting trip South. But that was over a month and a half ago now. What have I been doing since? Not much really.


Cheers,