Bits O' Scotti 2/26

While still waiting on the money from financial aid, things are moving forward for a move back to St. George in a few months time. Mostly the plans consist of packing up things that aren't being used anymore and the like. A lot of things are just in my room right now and not being used cause being a sort of "guest" still in this room I can't really make it homey feeling. That and I spend most time on my computer as sitting on the little bed in this tiny room to watch a movie....not really appealing. I think just like the last time I moved out once in my own place again I'll be able to get back to watching movies out in a family/living room, reading books, all the stuff I enjoyed before.My sister is coming with me this time, so that will be really interesting. I love my sister, and have tons of fun with her so it's a very welcome thing to have her along. Also means I won't have to live alone again, which was fun but really lonely before.

Because of the crappy state of California, pun intended, my mom was fired from her second job cause of stupid upper management politics where a boss was just covering his ass by getting rid of her. At the same time the school principal at my old Elementary School where my mom works, is trying to get rid of Teacher's Aide's which will cost her the job she's had for getting close to two decades now... With her worsening medical condition, my dad still out of work after retiring and not able to find a new job, and both my sister and I still unemployed...things are looking bleak. Thus why sister and I need to get out of the state so we can actually get jobs and move ahead in life. I feel bad somewhat leaving...but to stay here will hurt them worse.

On another note my drive for writing has returned and I've begun back on my fan fiction commitments in earnest. At the same time I'm going ahead with my first novel finally. The working title is "Wanderers" and it will be a book of short stories all connected by a bar called 'Wanderers' that shows up in each story in some way. Most of it grew from a short story I did for Creative Writing a few years ago that I really liked. I also have another novel idea for a story called "Solo" that I'll work on later this year. So I hope to have a book published by this summer at last :)

Following the suggestions of others I've blocked and cut links to a cancer that was causing nothing but harm to the writing community that I find myself part of. Online drama of the sort disgusts me, because I have dealt with it the last few years in writing and RPG sites including the one I run currently. With all ties cut to the cancer, I say good riddance.

Recently saw Sherlock Holmes, New Moon, and Valentine's Day while visiting my girlfriend. I liked Sherlock Holmes a lot more than I thought I would after hearing dismal reviews from my parents about it, which sunk in cause my dad seems to love like every movie made strangely. New Moon, actually surprised me as well. While I still cringed and wanted to close my eyes during parts with Pattinson and Stewart together, Taylor Lautner is actually a pretty good actor. I actually could feel the emotions and stuff from him in his part. The other two were like wooden planks reading cue cards most times. And the werewolves were far superior to the sparkly wannabe vampires. Valentine's Day was a nice little piece, that I found myself laughing at many of the things and actually enjoying. It was for my first double date with my girlfriend and her best friend and best friends boyfriend. We all enjoyed it, which was a capper to a fun night.

V-Day Weekend

So this weekend I went back to St. George, and it was like going home again. I had missed the area so much that I was giddy when I saw it from the windows of the plane and for more than just seeing Ing though that was the major thing on my mind. It was our first Valentine's Day together since we hadn't been in the same area last year after the parental crap of splitting us apart. Thus I wanted to make it special for her. I bought her a bear and Fame as I knew she wanted that. Jelly Beans and a picture frame with one of our latest couple pictures as well. I also bought her a special gift. Even though I thought it was corny, I bought some fake rose petals to sprinkle on the bed for V-Day night. She loved it though so it made it better. We went on a double date with her best friend Cassie and Cassie's boyfriend Josh to Red Robin and to see the movie Valentine's Day. First double date ever, and I really enjoyed it. The movie was actually pretty good and funny. I also saw Sherlock Holmes with her, which I loved, and New Moon which besides the Edward parts (lol) was actually pretty good. Taylor Lautner is actually a pretty good actor. I can see him going someplace in the future and not just seen as "The Twilight Guy" like Pattinson.

The trip back to Sac was just horrid. The flight from St. George to Salt Lake City was fine and quick. From SLC home...well that is another story. Right away when I got my boarding passes in St. George I saw that my flight that was to leave at 11:17 am was delayed to Noon. That was okay, not a bad delay. I get to Salt Lake and see it's been delayed a half hour more. Was a bit miffed but dealt with it. Turns out the delay was cause they had no crew....figure that. Then they board us to leave at 12:25.....and a flight from Cincinatti is late with people that need to transfer so we had to wait for them. As they are finally boarding...the pilot announces that there is a mechanical glitch on the plane and they will try turning it off and then on like a computer to reboot. Apparently that didn't work so they had to go pilfer a part from another plane after a half hour of the on and off game. Then we had to wait twenty more minutes for them to go fill out paperwork for the part switch and call corporate with the information. Finally at 1:30 (two damn hours after I should have been in the air) we were taking off for a long hour and forty minute bumpy crappy cramped ride. Thanks a lot for that Delta. Glad my $413 was so worth it.

I'm ready for moving to St. George soon and all that will come with that. Made some plans in my head today for my future. My batteries are re-charged from seeing my gorgeous Ingela, and I'm ready to tackle the world again. Bummed to be back in Cali, but it won't be for long so I have that to look forward to. I'll just call this a stopover before my full move in like a month and a half. Come on Financial Aid, come through! lol. So expect to see stories from me and new work on a book (had major inspiration on my horrid plane ride home) and much much more!

Four Days

Four more days. Now that I got that out there lol, I guess I'll write about recent days. Things are...well things are okay for the most part. I'm working hard at not letting the little things bother me and for the most part it's working. I've regained some contact lately with some of my old friends and dialogue has begun somewhat. Not a lot, mostly just comments on status or such on Facebook, but it's something. I don't expect that things will just roll back to old times or honestly ever get to that spot. I'm not naive. I know that a lot has changed since before I moved away and it would be hard for it to just go back or come to some semblance of before. It's enough right now just to be semi talking.

Next week I get to have my first Valentine's Day with Ingela, and it feels good. I still detest the holiday as a commercial trap for couples lol, but it's nice to have someone to spend the time with. We're getting close to a year and a half in our relationship and I love her more and more each day. We may be far apart but I wouldn't trade any of it for anything. I may not be able to be there for her right now in bad times, but I like to think and I hope that my voice on the phone and my words are enough to help bring some comfort in tough times. Like today during the worry over parent's saying her stomach pains could be pregnancy. Now we both knew that it wasn't since she had her period and we're safe, but just them mentioning it put the worry in her head and she went to get a test. I tried my best to keep things light and fun on the phone as she walked to keep her from getting to worried. I hope it helped.

Well not much else lately to say, besides there might be some hope soon regarding Utah. My sister published a poetry book and I'm really proud of her for it. In fact she will more than likely be coming to Utah with me and I'm really happy for that as besides Ingela she's my other best friend and it would be nice to have her there as we share many likes in common that I don't share with Ing. That way I get to do things I like on both sides and have a great time in a new life :)

Support System

Support. It's something that is needed for anything really stand tall and be strong as possible. Without strong and good support even the most well built of buildings would tumble down. Support is what keeps us going day after day no matter what is thrown at us. Whether that support comes from family, or a loved one, or even a good group of friends it's the same. It keeps you steady and true, while keeping you upon the path you need to walk in life. Without good support a person is likely to waver and fall back into bad behavior or fall off the path into disarray. One can not underestimate the importance of support.

My support system was damaged before. I had built myself what I thought was a sturdy system but there were flaws. The support wasn't really built around the people that surrounded me. It was built around a common place. A school and a work place that was what brought us all together. Without those places the support began to crack and eventually crumble. There is no one to blame as it is just the nature of such things. Sometimes a friendship that is believed to be is only so because of common circumstances and thus is life.

Support was needed again in my case, yet I couldn't find a way to build it. Contact was lost with all those from before as they drifted away to new and exciting things. Wallowing in the debris of before, the future slipped by. A new support system is being built, still a bit shaky but sturdier by the day. One of the most important parts of the center is Ingela, holder of my heart. Along with my sister, it all helps me along each day. The two of them are the base for a new support system. The support is never fully completed as there is always room for more, yet for now there is none. Perhaps the future might hold more...

Days and Years

Seventeen days. Two years. One year and four months. All three are significant amounts of time to me right now. In seventeen days I get to see Ingela again after almost two months at that point. The sporadic amount of time we get to see one another breaks my heart a little cause life is so much simpler with her in my arms and by my side. I don't worry. I don't procrastinate. I don't destroy my life with negativity over and over. Everything just seems so perfect when were together. I look forward every moment to the day I can be with her for good and no more having to travel back and forth and long for another day together.

Two years. It's been just over two years since I took the first fateful trip to Utah that changed everything in my life. I recall it was the first of many times that I lied to my parent's to their faces about things that had to do with Utah and the girls there. I recall how everyone feared for my safety going, but I did it anyways. I remember getting off the plane in Las Vegas and navigating the airport to spot two girls with a sign with the name of the online RPG thorough which we met. I vividly remember spotting one of them and thinking about how beautiful she was and hoped she was the one I was there for but then reality set in and I recognized the other one as the girl I had come for.

Everything about that trip set in motion what was to come. My failed romancing of the first girl that led to nothing but heartache, betrayal, debt, and me being used day after day for months. Yet I kept going back even though I knew it was bad for me. I was that stupid. It set up my deciding to move there to get away from life. It led to me ditching my friends for the flat open spaces of Utah. It led to months of fun but also pain. Losing my friends cause of my stupidity. Yet I found my heart again near the end as I finally realized who I wanted more.

One year and four months. That's how long Ingela Rundquist has officially had my heart. Sure it was hers before she or even I knew how we felt, but on that day that we came together I knew that my life had taken a change for the good at last. So many great things have come out of that day. More than I can ever do justice through words. Suffice it to say I'm a happy man cause of her, and that will never change. My heart is hers forever.

Ramblings of A Sleepy Man

So here is my blog for the day to keep up with this daily updating of...well of my life I guess. I spoke last night of the new me and how I've improved. How I take each day positively now and work my best to keep staying positive and enjoy what I have. So today I'm not gonna go into all that again. It's boring right? Right. Instead I'm gonna talk about pretty much whatever pops into my mind at the moment. My brain moves a mile a minute most times and I barely store one idea away before ten more are popping up after it. My mind never really stops to take a breather. On the train. In class. In line at the store. I'm always full of story ideas and creative things that I love to do. Just yesterday morning on the train I envisioned an entire novel and it practically began writing itself in my head.

I've been trying for years to keep myself focused and on task to write a novel. Unfortunately nothing has come as of yet. Either I lose interest, can't work the idea like I thought, or let life get in the way. This year it's different. I set myself up with a handful of goals this year, opposed to resolutions as I hate that term since it's just a fad thing to do at New Years and ditch later for most people.

Goal #1: Lose weight. For years while working at Togos I was steadily losing weight as I ate good every day and worked hard and really sweat a lot off in the god awful hot area we worked in. I also was the runner going back and forth most days. Then I quit and moved and became sedentary and it all came rushing back. No more. Salads and yogurts are my new favorite foods to eat after getting myself to steadily eat them. So far no seeming results but I feel much better.

Goal #2: Stay positive. Self explanatory

Goal #3: Find a job and move to be with Ingela. A goal that leads me to the future I want.

Goal #4: Head towards finishing school at last. Harder to do with things the way they are, but a goal nonetheless.

And Goal #5: Write and publish a novel

So novel...here I come. I can feel it coming, and I can feel it finishing this year. This is my year, and I'm ready for it.

Listener At Last

Sitting here reading and writing and preparing for bed, I realized "By golly I have another blog in me." (Yes yes my inner mind speaks like a 50's sitcom...consider it I'm very youthful looking for my age or something). The last two years...well they haven't been my most stellar. I'll just put that out there. I lied. I backpedaled. I procrastinated heavily. I entered a downward spiral of depression and self deprecating behavior. In essence I destroyed the core of what is me. I took everything good in my life and systematically destroyed it for not other reason than one pathetic excuse for a girl told me she had feelings for me. Sure that turned out to not be true, but no matter how much she hurt me with her lies I hurt myself the most. I almost killed Scotti.

Now that's not all dark and depressive like suicidal thoughts or emo stuff like that. No, I became a shell of my former self. I took my friends for granted and expected so much of them while truly I never really gave back in many cases. I played the games that I accused others of playing and thought myself the better person. I took life itself for granted and watched it waltz on by as it changed and grew and matured and yet I stayed stagnant.

Then I finally saw the light I guess could be said. It took awhile sure. The love of a fantastic woman helped, yet I was still blind to all things. Around the turn of the year I finally saw the bigger picture. The haze faded and all was revealed. And I saw it all. The future. The future I want. The present I desire. Gone was the negativity that plagued me daily. I can't say it's all gone because none of us can truly be positive at all times. For years I claimed myself a listener over a talker, but for the first time I truly listened. And I heard what others had stated to me for years.

Many times a friend told me something along the lines of (and I'm paraphrasing here as my mind is fuzzy) you basically can't rely on life to hand things to you always, you have to take and make what you want. I always nodded and said I heard what she was saying...yet I wasn't. I heat it now and it resonates. Sure I'm still in debt deeply right now. I'm at community college with no chance of getting back into my old University. I'm living at home again for the last year and a half. The thing is...none of that really matters. Sure it does matter in the sense they need to be rectified in some cases, but I'm not letting it get me down. I want to be debt free. I want to further my education. I want to finishing writing and get published. I want to one day marry the woman I love and maybe start a family. I want to be a better friend and person. And I will get those things. Because I believe in me and what I can accomplish. I'm complete once again, and Scotti has returned and he's not leaving again.