Nē, Tomodachi

Good evening Anime friends,

Today is a little bit of an interesting post for me. Is the post late to go up on this fine Monday? Yes. Did I forget about it? Yes. Am I mad that I didn't think to update the blog sooner? Yesss. DoIhaveanythingparticularlyinterestingtosaytoyouallthisweeeeeeek? No. Am I still going to? Uh, yes.

This week w/ OVBDavid has been an interesting one. He ended up finding a little more out about himself this past weekend. For the longest time, the concept of advertising has been a simple one. With games, a company addresses features that players want to see, and then they amplify, or exemplify them through stunning gameplay footage, or through reviews in order to communicate said concept across to their fanbase.

Much like a gaming company, OVBDavid thought all he had to do to make friends in an online medium was act true to himself, and be good at whatever it was that he was doing. "Exemplify what people want to see, and wait for them to enjoy your brand." For a while, it was hard to break out of that mold. Whenever he wanted certain kinds of attention, he would find said medium, then try to excel. However, as mentioned, this past weekend was different.

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For once I didn't have to analyze, pretend, or try to over-exemplify any specific characteristics or traits. I wasn't trying too hard, and I definitely wasn't looking to impress or act differently than normal. No stunning visuals, no new features or elements of smooth transitions, only me. And for once it felt refreshing. Especially since it was reciprocated.

I didn't think that I wanted any new friends, or that I was even looking to let more people into my life. I'm not particularly flashy, and I don't go out of my way to meet new people, so I was surprised when this new friend had reached out. For once, it felt different and I ran with it. Turns out, the person I met was intriguing to say the least, and I felt compelled to learn more about them than anyone I had met over a span of about two years.

I was proud of myself. Despite all inclination I had in preventing myself from reciprocating a potential conversation, I continued nonetheless and escaped with someone I'm looking forward to hearing more from.

That is all.

Thank you for allowing me to share a little bit of a personal narrative that I had been contemplating sharing. If you got this far I commend you. My goals for this week include finishing a project that was assigned to us as a class. Flyers. Again, a creative task requiring the constant firing of untrained nerves within my brain. I look forward to seeing the content I can produce, and hopefully you are too.

Thanks again,

-OVBDavid

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A tiny update for the last half of this week.

This week started off so strong. How crazy was I to think that life could just set me up with amazingness, only to steal it from me later in the week.

This has been a terrible way to end the week. Wednesday night I presented a poster for Campus' Fall Into Research event that was held in the Cambria room. I did about an hour and fifteen minutes worth of straight talking during that time and completely obliterated my voice. Not only that, but it appeared as though life was preparing me for sickness that was being foreshadowed post this event.

I rarely get sick. I mean, rarely. If I had to guess the amount of times I've been sick in the past two years, I can confidently say I've been sick maybe twice. Each time though...each time I do get sick, my body begins to collapse under itself one by one.

This has made for a very unproductive end of the week as my whole body is constantly aching, I can't taste food, and I can't breathe properly, let alone keep my eyes open long enough without a heavy pulsating sensation that forces me to closes them. I assume that I will have the Night Light setting set on my computer for the remainder of the weekend, and will be finishing up any projects tomorrow.

For now, I return to the comforts of a large hoodie, pjs, my tissue box, and my bed.