Justice Craft is a Minecraft server that I play on. I am leaving it this Monday. This is what I posted on the forums of Justicecraft.net
Hello fellow JusticeCraftians! I'm Xivics.
You may know me from NewLiberty, or from way back when... Avion.
I started playing Avion as my very first minecraft server, after I joined NewLiberty in hopes for an active staff.
NewLiberty provided much more than an active staff. Which was great! I developed my minecraft skills, and learned how to craft things. Minecraft went through several updates and we started a new map for the Factions server. I was more than happy for a fresh start- as my base was slowly deteriorating in aesthetic value once I had seen what others were making.
I started afresh on the new 1.8 map with a bigger, and better designed base. After making several friends in Avion preceding the 1.8 NewLiberty server, I decided to invite them over to see what I had made. We enjoyed raids, and building new/better things.
I have made several minecraft friends over the progression of our server. One of my greatest helps from someone I didn't even know - Ranokoa. One day I was on the verge of suicide and Ranokoa showed me that life is going to suck, but it gets better with a little time and patience. I now know that I would have missed out on some of the wild things that happened over this Christmas / Holiday break :3 (Trust me, things got wild) I can see how American school systems are going to fail (obviously) but I only have to deal with it for another year or so. Some day I will direct a movie about it to show you how awful it really was for me, and the countless Americans that went through the schooling system. Annnywaaayysss...
Recently I was acquainted with some of the FreedomCraft staff. They were more than happy to help me with some of the new variations of the /mute commands and other things as well. I think the server is more than well staffed to handle all of the hackers in the world :3 So I can leave knowing that the server wont be maintained.
Lee, im still mad you changed all that stone in my Diggians base from Avion to block 97, but I had to lawl afterwards. I never knew that you would become such a great admin of such a great server!
I am honored that you gave me the staff position I have, and now I am ready to resign from my position. I hope you consider dogdog13 for a TempMod, or Moderator position, because he has been asking me to mention him :3 If you don't know who he is- he's and old friend from Avion. I dont entirely know him but he's worth a shot!
I will be leaving the server (hopefully I don't get the urge to play Minecraft after I leave LOL - like an addiction or something) on January 2nd 2012 (Forever) So that I can focus on other things in my life. If you ever need anything from me you can always email me. I would be more than happy to help.
Sorry if I have bad segues to random topics like American education. That's life.
Coral Castle numbers are interesting. 71296105195 <- Random
Friday, December 30, 2011
Tuesday, December 20, 2011
Memoire of challenging yet perfect life. Part 2
Part 1 here
Part 2 -
I grew up like most people today. Simple childhood, public school, and divorced parents. The hardest part of my life was accepting that there were things I could not change. What helped me along that epiphany was realizing how hard it would be to imagine my life any other way. In fact, when I look back at my life, I notice things. Things that most people notice at an older age. I see that whenever I had made a mistake in life, I learned a valuable lesson. Each lesson added up to what I am now, and I am proud of being who I am. Other challenges in my life would have to be listed in order of most challenging to least challenging. My No. 1 - There are things you cannot change. No. 2 - School. School is an entire topic in itself, so I will save some for later posts. The hardest part of school was putting up with bullying. Yes, I was bullied in school, and still am to this day. What surprised me about school - not only was it the insidious intent of other classmates, but teachers as well. I still do not understand my No. 2 challenge, and hope that one day I might be able to piece it together. Attain the knowledge, realize why for the life of me- so many people have the malicious intent of making peoples lives miserable. I remember having great friends all through school until I had moved in the fourth grade. Having no supporting friends in my new school, I was the subject of attention. My new school had already selected a positive subject of attention, so I was picked as the negative subject. Most of my schooling after was filled with bullies, racism, and teachers that had nothing better to do than to pick on their student of the day. I had a few teachers that had supported me through my middle school years, and I made it out of middle school with hopes that high school would be much much better. High school was actually much much worse, my freshman year I had moved two times within one semester. I could not keep up each individual curriculum at each of the schools. My teachers had seen me as a lost cause, and I was fed up. I told myself that I could not succeed even if I had completed every piece of homework from that moment on. In truth I could have passed with at least a "C" grade if I had. Though I had no support during that time.
I ended up failing my freshman year of high school. I remember asking a few of my teachers to just give me an "F" at the end of the year. Some protested the very thought of giving me less than I had deserved (Which was not much at all) Though others were very open to the idea, and gladly marked "Fail" as my final grade.
I felt that I would fail, the entire year. My family thought I would fail, and the only support I had was "Do your homework so you do not fail" "You might fail if you don't do this" "You don't want to graduate at age 21 do you" The list goes on, and I may have exaggerated the quotes, but in my mind I felt that I was a failure.
Now-
At times I see how my life is taking a dive for the worst of times, but other times I ask myself, "If my life is this bad now, I wonder how wonderfully perfect it will be later". I do not see how people can live a great life without having some bad times to compare the good times to. So my challenging life will eventually balance itself out, and turn for the better times ahead. Optimism is the best in the worst of times, and you are your greatest support.
Part 2 -
I grew up like most people today. Simple childhood, public school, and divorced parents. The hardest part of my life was accepting that there were things I could not change. What helped me along that epiphany was realizing how hard it would be to imagine my life any other way. In fact, when I look back at my life, I notice things. Things that most people notice at an older age. I see that whenever I had made a mistake in life, I learned a valuable lesson. Each lesson added up to what I am now, and I am proud of being who I am. Other challenges in my life would have to be listed in order of most challenging to least challenging. My No. 1 - There are things you cannot change. No. 2 - School. School is an entire topic in itself, so I will save some for later posts. The hardest part of school was putting up with bullying. Yes, I was bullied in school, and still am to this day. What surprised me about school - not only was it the insidious intent of other classmates, but teachers as well. I still do not understand my No. 2 challenge, and hope that one day I might be able to piece it together. Attain the knowledge, realize why for the life of me- so many people have the malicious intent of making peoples lives miserable. I remember having great friends all through school until I had moved in the fourth grade. Having no supporting friends in my new school, I was the subject of attention. My new school had already selected a positive subject of attention, so I was picked as the negative subject. Most of my schooling after was filled with bullies, racism, and teachers that had nothing better to do than to pick on their student of the day. I had a few teachers that had supported me through my middle school years, and I made it out of middle school with hopes that high school would be much much better. High school was actually much much worse, my freshman year I had moved two times within one semester. I could not keep up each individual curriculum at each of the schools. My teachers had seen me as a lost cause, and I was fed up. I told myself that I could not succeed even if I had completed every piece of homework from that moment on. In truth I could have passed with at least a "C" grade if I had. Though I had no support during that time.
I ended up failing my freshman year of high school. I remember asking a few of my teachers to just give me an "F" at the end of the year. Some protested the very thought of giving me less than I had deserved (Which was not much at all) Though others were very open to the idea, and gladly marked "Fail" as my final grade.
I felt that I would fail, the entire year. My family thought I would fail, and the only support I had was "Do your homework so you do not fail" "You might fail if you don't do this" "You don't want to graduate at age 21 do you" The list goes on, and I may have exaggerated the quotes, but in my mind I felt that I was a failure.
Now-
At times I see how my life is taking a dive for the worst of times, but other times I ask myself, "If my life is this bad now, I wonder how wonderfully perfect it will be later". I do not see how people can live a great life without having some bad times to compare the good times to. So my challenging life will eventually balance itself out, and turn for the better times ahead. Optimism is the best in the worst of times, and you are your greatest support.
Memoire of a Challenging, yet Perfect Life. Part 1
A brief summary of my life till now from me would be, "perfect". I feel that in my life, a higher being of some sort knew just when to make changes in my life. Just enough change to keep me busy, enough to challenge me at times, and all the while it was perfect. My life is perfect. I am not super rich, nor am I poor. I live in the median, the void between a one sided life and nothing. At times I experience the luxuries that money can provide, other times when I do not have the luxuries of money, I experience the great sense of achievement whenever I complete something that I felt I could never do.
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