Museanity

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lumiluvesall:

cassket:

In Canada it’s a Grad and it’s not as consumeristic and playing up the “this night will be the best night of your life.”

I just don’t get it at all.

My highschool was also wasn’t all about hetero couples and stuff. (that really didn’t affect me thought because I was still questioning)

I had to go to two proms, since I was dating a girl older than me(Saru).

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First Prom:

Turns out, Mennonites know how to party. MBCI rented out an entire floor of the Fairmount, which amazed me, since I was 17 and the most expensive place I’ve been to was a church in Gimli that had three kinds of cheese. There was a dance floor, drinks (non-alcoholic), a mother-loving buffet with both a white and dark chocolate fountain! This was back when I was still training in MMA, but I still ate all of the chocolate like I was a starving construction worker.

They also had another room where you could play Guitar Hero and Dance Dance Revolution, AT THE SAME TIME! That blew my mind. Although Saru and I quickly stopped when we were sweating through our outfits. 

There was a same-sex couple who attended the grad, but I didn’t know who they were, and I just remember Saru mentioning it once. I think it was more like the students let them come, because I remember when the school banquet came around, they wouldn’t let two friends of mine take each-other as dates. Maybe they knew they weren’t actually dating, or maybe they were and I’m out of the loop, I don’t know. I wasn’t that surprised really, being a Christian private school, but it left a bad taste in my mouth.

Second Prom:

It was when I was at Maples Collegiate. There was maybe two bisexual girls in my class, but they both brought guy dates. It was a pretty rotten public school, so homophobic slurs were very common. The principal was very stoic and old school, so I’m assuming that a gay couple going to grad’ would be met with a raised eyebrow at least.

Hell, I don’t remember any of the special needs kids at our grad. That’s bullshit. I don’t know a soul in that school who picked on the special needs kids, they should have the option to go if they wanted. 

Anyways, the food sucked, the music was lame, and we had to push the tables back before we had room to dance. All in all, not a fond memory.

So, in closing, prom/grad is more of a social status thing than anything else. It’s lame, self-gratifying, and I think more than anything else it’s more of just something you “have” to go too. I think it’s more of a thing for the parents than it is for the students. 

Unless you go to a private school and have an awesome class, then shit get’s rad.

Aaaand I’m rambling again. Sorry.

If you guys missed my last post, I’m going to be leaving this account. 

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Otherwise, you’ll just have to talk to me in person, I guess.

I’m going to re-post this message, so if you’ve already followed my other account, block the “leaving” tag if you don’t want to see these reminders.

So, it’s finally come to this.

It’s time to put Museanity to sleep.

I want to leave this blog behind, start fresh. This place has too many negative feelings. Too many prying eyes, and too many emotions. There is also a lot of prying eyes, and I’d rather keep my more intimate thoughts to the select group of people I trust.

So, for those of you who want to keep in touch, message me. I’ll follow your account, and I’ll give you my new account name. It’s pretty appropriate, believe me.

Really, there is not much more to say. I’m letting go of this place. It’s just not who I am any more. And it’s got too much negative chi.

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I’m sore from Krav Maga training.

And I honestly couldn’t be happier.

This is pretty damn awesome. I’ve never realized how out of practice I was for combat. Some of my old karate training has helped, but Krav Maga is a modern military martial art, where form and technique are combined with practical brutality. 

I don’t just want to get stronger, I need to get stronger. And this is the first step. It’s a cheap class, it’s efficient, and they encourage students to resist and fight at every step.

I’m still used to ring-fighting and MMA, but once I’m over that, I’ll be able to protect the people I care about.

Now I just need to find a place to teach me how to fire guns. I know how to use a hunting rifle, but I was surprisingly out of my element when it came to the berretta the teacher brought.