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Write My Life...
Hey, Ranz-Man here. This is "Type My Life"
Twenty-One and a half years ago (As of this post) a quiet but healthy baby boy was born to two proud parents and an ecstatic ten year old brother. I was born Six Pounds an Twelve and a half ounces, I had a tad of jaundice but that's normal, anyway I live in a twin house in Pennsylvania and have lived there all my life, I've always loved to draw and play video games, I would beg my brother to play Super Mario Bros with me because I loved the game so much. I still do love drawing and playing video games to this day. I also loved going to where my Dad worked, it was a small company Called LOBEC inc. but it unfortunately went under in 2008.
It wasn't until I was three years old that my parents noticed something about me was off because I didn't look anyone in the eyes when I talked to them and had intense interest in the stuff that I was doing, but then three years later, at the age of six, I had a big time seizure during school which required that I go to the ER, This scared the shit out of my family and it was recommended that I go to see a neurologist, it was then that my parents were hit with a double whammy of bad news. I was diagnosed not only with epilepsy but also Aspergers Syndrome. Later on as time went by, it was apparent that I also had (And still have) sleep difficulties, which were later determined to be an inability to reach third stage sleep.
Depite the difficulties I managed to grow out of my epilepsy by seventh grade, it was during the EEG at that time that I was declared seizure free. The Aspergers syndrome however is a lifelong thing. Anyway, By high School, my life was pretty normal until I heard some devastating news. A family friend of mine passed away after getting into a motorcycle accident. He was in a coma for six weeks, then that's when the big bombshell hit. I was so devistated, especially because this was my first experience with death. He was like an uncle to me. This really hit me deep and still weighs deeply on my mind today. I've even started to forget what he looks like. Anyway, despite this, I was able to get through freshman year in High School with average grades.
Then two years later, another massive blow to my mental health, My grandmother (Who you would often see referred to with my Starship Filomina) had passed away. I was really looking forward to her seeing me graduate high school but unfortunately it didn't happen. One of the saddest duties I've ever had to perform as her grandson was to be one of the seven pallbearers at her funeral. It was heartbreaking knowing that I'll never recieve another hug from her and the saddest thing is I didn't shed a single tear at her funeral. I miss her every day.
Then one year later, I graduated high school as one of the class of 2011. For four years then I was enrolled in an independant living program that teaches people like me to live on my own. I also had a job in the mail room of my local Intermediate Unit which I then left for a job as a dishwasher at my old high school, I also joined deviantART in 2012 to expand my audience and make new friends the world over. One of the more recent big events in my life was when I contracted MRSA in my left calf. I was hospitalized for three days and needed an operation to drain the cyst, As I've told billions of people, The Local Anesthetic and Painkillers administered during the surgery didn't work and I screamed bloody murder, It took me almost a month to recover from it, but now you wouldn't even notice that it ever happened. Flash forward to now. I'm just a simple guy who makes art and plays video games, just as when I was a kid.
So Until Next time my friends, Allons-y and Live Long and Prosper.
P.S. I cried a bit when I was writing the bit about my Nana's passing and funeral.
P.P.S. If you wish to make a "Write My Life" feel free to do so.