Monthly Archives: April 2013
Adoption part 2
I was a very angry child growing up, although as an adult I really have no idea as to why. I do know that I tended to blame everyone and everything for what was wrong in my life, rather than try to do some inner searching as to what was going on. I had, and held onto a lot of anger and resentment for my adoptive parents for many many years. When I was about 15 and they placed me in a boys home because they could not deal with my outbursts. I became much angrier as i felt like I was being abandoned once again. But as far as I can recall I was never physically violent to either one of my parents, but who knows if there might have been from when I was much much younger. I got my ass beat just like any other kid in the 80’s. Now before you abuse advocates and nay sayers get all uppity, let me explain. Yes I called it an ass beating, which is exactly what the term means. I got spanked. I was not physically abused, I only got spanked when I deserved it, and believe me I deserved every one of them. I also should have been spanked many times and wasn’t. A lot of the problems with kids today is that people scream abuse because children are getting spanked. I am not entirely sure how we go from a society where disciplining children through spankings, goes from the right thing to do, to suddenly being abuse. Ya okay, how hard and how long you spank a child could be considered abuse, but to basically take it away from current parents is ludicrous. Anyway, now that I have managed to climb onto a soap box, let me continue with my post. I was angry at the world with no reasonable explaintion. I hated everything and everyone, but to this day I have no idea why. About the only person I did not hate was my little sister. Yes I did the typical older brother role and gave her grief as any older sibling should, but in my eyes it was my job to try and protect her no matter what.
Collaboration Idea
Collaboration Idea
So I have this idea, as I enjoy writing and creating interesting things to read. I thought that I would open up to a sort of collaborative type project in which we get some involvement with others. So my idea is, create a story with characters, locations, situtations provided by a large group of people.
What I want from you, if you have a character idea, give me a name, age, some background, whether they tend to be somewhat good or bad, anything you can think of that will help develop them.
If you have a location that you have created, tell me everything you can about it, weather, landscape anything you want.
If you have a situation you would like explored give me every possible detail you can about it.
This is totally for fun and I think an interesting idea. If you contribute something that is used, you will get full credit for it, and who knows it could turn into something. Let’s get inspired and have a good time creating
How I came to be an adult college student.
In 2007 I had decided to make a move to Spokane, WA to be with my girlfriend at the time, and attend ITT Tech so that I could become a video game designer. As luck would have it, that never panned out neither did the relationship so I moved back to the Tri-cities in 2009. I got my old job back but ended up being laid off a few short months later. I went through a period of self loathing and was unsure of where I wanted my life to go. I had heard from a friend of mine who saw an ad for Charter College, and they were offering a course in Network Security for computers. I thought, alright I will go check it out as I have an affinity for computers and how they work. I called and set up an appointment to speak with the admissions lady. We spoke for about 45 minutes, and she showed me around their campus. Now the “campus” was actually just a building that was housed in part of an unpopluar outlet mall that was slowly dying. The most active “businesses” in this outlet mall were a gym, church and Charter College. I was having some internal conflicts about attending this “school” as I had also been considering the local community college. The final selling point for me was the admissions lady stating that I could finish an 18 month certification program in about 8 months. I was convinced so I signed my life away and started attending two weeks later, one of the biggest regrets of my life. I will get more into that in another post.
Martin's Writings 