Wrys
Gold Miner
Hi Snapcrafters,
I’ve never made a proper intro, seeing it wasn’t necessary and I’d just seclude myself from staff and the server, but now that I am staff I have a more open view.
I’ve made a lot of technical posts on Snapcraft’s forums and have tried to stray from the introduction and goodbye section because I naturally dislike having to post simple things that don’t seem genuine. Yes, others may be true to their word when they say, “Welcome to the server!” I see it as just an automated response to any new player. What would be an appropriate response from me is, “The server’s communities are welcoming to new players. I highly suggest Skyblocks because of the mixed game style it is, bringing in the creativity of Creative, the competitiveness of factions, and the natural survival aspect of Survival."
Now, who I am.
My mother is at the counter, washing the dishes of the dinner we just had. I stood up, running through the scenario of how I will express this idea that's been bugging me.
I approach the sink and with a steady, calm voice I ask, "I don't need to get A's in school, Mom, I don't want to go to Yale, or Harvard, or whatever, or be a doctor, I just don't want to do everything you tell me to do anymore."
My Mom, she never understood this pointless conversion i kept bringing up. To her I was just a gaming addict who loved his Minecraft and played it 20 hours a week. Games are a distraction, games are a waste of time, why not study and get a good job?
I hear it every single time, and this time it's no different.
I am sent to my bedroom.
Thinking about my life choices.
But not thinking what she wants me to think, no. This time I am sticking to my word, school is just education for the majority, and bulimia of useless knowledge. Maybe I'm onto something.
There was a notebook that I kept for writing all my ideas in, all my Lego gun designs, my drawing ideas, my bucket list and now my rebellious thoughts. I didn't dare to present these to my mom. Every single hobby that I loved doing she destroyed it. She would put me on schedules to read books when I didn't want to, and man I loved reading non-fiction books. Specifically evolution. Even watching a documentary every single day for a whole month. I completely blame her for my change in interest. Then with my origami? I was just starting to create origami at age 10 and she realized my "talent", forcing me to enter into an origami contest at my school when I didn't want to. Today she is still like that, but in excuse she says that I have to learn things I don't want to learn, or else I will fail.
I am not my mom, I think for myself and not for my mom. To all the victims of parental stress, specifically educational, this is my short story.
Thank you for reading,
Wrys
I’ve never made a proper intro, seeing it wasn’t necessary and I’d just seclude myself from staff and the server, but now that I am staff I have a more open view.
I’ve made a lot of technical posts on Snapcraft’s forums and have tried to stray from the introduction and goodbye section because I naturally dislike having to post simple things that don’t seem genuine. Yes, others may be true to their word when they say, “Welcome to the server!” I see it as just an automated response to any new player. What would be an appropriate response from me is, “The server’s communities are welcoming to new players. I highly suggest Skyblocks because of the mixed game style it is, bringing in the creativity of Creative, the competitiveness of factions, and the natural survival aspect of Survival."
Now, who I am.
My mother is at the counter, washing the dishes of the dinner we just had. I stood up, running through the scenario of how I will express this idea that's been bugging me.
I approach the sink and with a steady, calm voice I ask, "I don't need to get A's in school, Mom, I don't want to go to Yale, or Harvard, or whatever, or be a doctor, I just don't want to do everything you tell me to do anymore."
My Mom, she never understood this pointless conversion i kept bringing up. To her I was just a gaming addict who loved his Minecraft and played it 20 hours a week. Games are a distraction, games are a waste of time, why not study and get a good job?
I hear it every single time, and this time it's no different.
I am sent to my bedroom.
Thinking about my life choices.
But not thinking what she wants me to think, no. This time I am sticking to my word, school is just education for the majority, and bulimia of useless knowledge. Maybe I'm onto something.
There was a notebook that I kept for writing all my ideas in, all my Lego gun designs, my drawing ideas, my bucket list and now my rebellious thoughts. I didn't dare to present these to my mom. Every single hobby that I loved doing she destroyed it. She would put me on schedules to read books when I didn't want to, and man I loved reading non-fiction books. Specifically evolution. Even watching a documentary every single day for a whole month. I completely blame her for my change in interest. Then with my origami? I was just starting to create origami at age 10 and she realized my "talent", forcing me to enter into an origami contest at my school when I didn't want to. Today she is still like that, but in excuse she says that I have to learn things I don't want to learn, or else I will fail.
I am not my mom, I think for myself and not for my mom. To all the victims of parental stress, specifically educational, this is my short story.
Thank you for reading,
Wrys
