Changing Alias…Jasper to Jairus
Among the many things that have changed, one is my packlife. EmeraldMysts is gone. Finito. However you say “gone” in any other language. It turs out that, while I had some trouble finding internet access, the pack sort of fell apart. Trusts had been broken, and it was time to disban, and start anew once more.
This entire thing feels a lot like de ja vu…except, unlike most of my deja vu’s, I know exactly the reason behind it. This is the exact same thing that happened when EmeraldMysts was formed. And if that is any indication, this pack is going to be wonderful! All the packs formed have gradually gotten better and better over the years.
When I first got the e-mail about the disbanning of EmeraldMysts during Photography class, I was sort of depressed. For the rest of the lesson, I couldn’t pay attention. The next day, however, I managed to pop onto the new CelestialShadows channel, and was happy to be suprised with some BIG news. As in…pregnant wolfess big. Haha.
Apparently, I am the father of 8 children! And the mother is named Tamaska, played by one of my fave woofles from EmeraldMysts. She was known as DestinyRose(Rose for short), and we got along sooo well together. Originally, she was a part of another pack, and either left or the pack was disbanned before joining us in EM. We instantly hit it off, chatting in PM’s together and roleplaying together a lot.
Jokes like “What have I done?!” and “Something TOTALLY went wrong” have been coming off of my fingers a lot recently. It’s just because…I’ve never been a father before. And, with so many children! Wow. I’m totally excited. Being the father of the Alpha’s a priviledge. Plus, I’m a true part of the Council now, being appointed Gamma with Sorrow(formerly known as CrystalGarnet, I believe.)
Officially, the CelestialShadows pack opened up today, and I could be a part of that ^^ Things are still a little shaky in regards to my personal plotline…Tamaska and I have to go through that together, since we’re mates. I’ll likely be back tomorrow after work. Man. I can’t seem to get enough of roleplaying now! It’s probably not the best for my school work…but hey, I’ve got most of what I need done for next week already. I’m happy =D
Valentines…(with an awkward story)
February the 14th. Valentines day. Or, St. Valentine’s day as my calendar says it. In todays society, we consider it the day of “love”. And who knows, that just might be it. In my opinion, this is just the cutest day in the world. And for all you perverts out there, I’m NOT talking about the three-letter “s” word.
I just love seeing little kids giving out little valentines to their friends and classmates, along with adorable Hershey kisses. I used to do it all the time when I was in grade school, and it was so much fun! Of course, that little activity disappeared when I went to high school. But still, I just love the roses, heart-shaped balloons and chocolates, and whatnot. Even though I don’t ever get any of them.
Perhaps I’m a sucker for “innocent love”.
But to put my opinion in perspective, there’s also this sort of sadness I feel that comes along with this day. Because I know that it’s quite possible that people with broken relationships(divorce, becoming widowed, etc.) likely cry on this day. It’s like this thought stuck in the back of my head, and never really seems to let me forget entirely.
Well, I promised in my title that I’d tell you guys an awkward story I had related to Valentines day. And after all that rambling, you’re probably holding the knife to my throat to make me say it. Odd though…I don’t feel the blade…
Well, I believe that it was last year that it happened. It was basically my first-ever time asking anyone out. I’m an artsy kind of guy, so I decided I would draw a cute little picture of Bambi in a small square card as a valentine. Well, the time came. It was lunch time(at school), and I decided to take the card to her. We were watching a movie at the time…which really made things awkward to begin with. Well, I managed to pry her eyes from the screen and give her the card.
Unfortunately, all I received was a cold glare, and I never really saw her after that that year. Probably avoiding me or something. lol. But I got over it like…the first week. I can’t believe I did that. I felt soooooo stupid. It’s absolutely hilarious now that I think back on it.
Maybe next time I ask someone on a date, I should try to be a little more “smooth”. Ya think?
