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Ryuu Journals: Entry # 2 THere's a Disturbance
Job Corps. (my current residence) is built similar to a college or university campus. We have dorms containing four people to a room.
The first day, I met one of my roommates while I was unpacking (the other two had already been there before me and I met later). He got here the same time as me, we talked a bit and he seemed tolerable (compared to my college roommate) until the next day.
Which brings me to one of the most terrifying days of my life
And you can quote me on that (as long as it isn't used against me 0.0
I'll get to that part later. The first drawing on the upper left represents how I felt about my new inveronment. It was as if I was surrounded by a faceless crowd and I was lost in the middle of it. It's tough being in a place surrounded by a large # of individuals and not knowing any of them.
The drawing to the right of the top one represents how angry I was getting that very moment as I was drawing this.
This roommate that I have met was really getting on my nerves
We were cool the day before but that day, it seemed as if he had snapped. I mean something may have popped loose or whatever it was. He just wouldn't stop thinking aloud to me. Now I normally like to listen to people and am very patient but the things that he was saying was so "off the wall" I just couldn't stand it and it was breaking my train of thought. He wouldn't let me know that or when he was talking to me, he would just start as he paced around the room and walking in and out of the door. I could never make any sence of anything that came out of his mouth but what little I could put together were disturbing, things that give you an eery feeling (like a horror movie).
The drawing under the upper left was when I heard something from him that I wish I hadn't have leading me to the drawing to the right of it. I was so afraid that it felt as if I wanted to curl up in a corner (good thing I'm good at masking my emotions sometimes or he would have scenced the fear) I kept a calm and serious face as I drew.
The bottom drawing is the look I gave him after an inccident that occured before completing the page. I'm not sure you can make it out but there is a tear in the page from the top middle to the bottom of the right middle drawing.
That was caused because my very talkative roommate noticed that I was drawing as he was talking. He came over and sat down in front of me asking what I was doing. Here's how it went down (not exact words but not exaggerated or changed)
Roommate: You drawing?
Ryuu: Yep.
Roommate: *grabs the top of the paper as I draw* Let me see *begins to pull*
Ryuu: *pressing firmly with my pencil hand* No, and don't grab on my paper while I'm drawing. I'll let you see when I'm finished.
Roommate: *lifts the page still pulling* Let me see it!
Ryuu: *still holding on* I said no! Now LET GO!! *with a look in my eyes to try and put the fear of god in him so he'd let go*
I don't know what kind of spirit he possesed because I don't think it had an effect on him since he pulled harder causing the page to tear before he let go only to get up and continue his talk.
I was already disturbed by his incessant oration then he had to go and try and snatch my drawing from me? I cannot fully explain how infuriated I was but being a patient and calm fellow, I just looked at him and he eventually got up and went to his side. The stare I gave is similar to the drawing illustrated at the bottom. I was seriously "browned off" while also still afraid because this guy might be insane (PM me if you want to know the crazy details because there were other things about him that took me to this point and had me fearing for my life). I left the room and talked to the RA about him and they have arranged for me to move to a different room (my other roommate also wanted out to get away from him). I sat in the lobby a while to cool off.
I noticed that I am a bit braver than I used to be. With the way I was before, I never would have stood up to anyone before. I would have let go of the paper and let him have his way having him step all over me the whole time.
I'm afraid I might have went on a bit longer than I wanted to but the affects of that inccident still get me to this day. Thanks for listening and I hope you stick around for the next page. if your interested in the story of my disturbed roommate, PM me.
The first day, I met one of my roommates while I was unpacking (the other two had already been there before me and I met later). He got here the same time as me, we talked a bit and he seemed tolerable (compared to my college roommate) until the next day.
Which brings me to one of the most terrifying days of my life
And you can quote me on that (as long as it isn't used against me 0.0
I'll get to that part later. The first drawing on the upper left represents how I felt about my new inveronment. It was as if I was surrounded by a faceless crowd and I was lost in the middle of it. It's tough being in a place surrounded by a large # of individuals and not knowing any of them.
The drawing to the right of the top one represents how angry I was getting that very moment as I was drawing this.
This roommate that I have met was really getting on my nerves
We were cool the day before but that day, it seemed as if he had snapped. I mean something may have popped loose or whatever it was. He just wouldn't stop thinking aloud to me. Now I normally like to listen to people and am very patient but the things that he was saying was so "off the wall" I just couldn't stand it and it was breaking my train of thought. He wouldn't let me know that or when he was talking to me, he would just start as he paced around the room and walking in and out of the door. I could never make any sence of anything that came out of his mouth but what little I could put together were disturbing, things that give you an eery feeling (like a horror movie).
The drawing under the upper left was when I heard something from him that I wish I hadn't have leading me to the drawing to the right of it. I was so afraid that it felt as if I wanted to curl up in a corner (good thing I'm good at masking my emotions sometimes or he would have scenced the fear) I kept a calm and serious face as I drew.
The bottom drawing is the look I gave him after an inccident that occured before completing the page. I'm not sure you can make it out but there is a tear in the page from the top middle to the bottom of the right middle drawing.
That was caused because my very talkative roommate noticed that I was drawing as he was talking. He came over and sat down in front of me asking what I was doing. Here's how it went down (not exact words but not exaggerated or changed)
Roommate: You drawing?
Ryuu: Yep.
Roommate: *grabs the top of the paper as I draw* Let me see *begins to pull*
Ryuu: *pressing firmly with my pencil hand* No, and don't grab on my paper while I'm drawing. I'll let you see when I'm finished.
Roommate: *lifts the page still pulling* Let me see it!
Ryuu: *still holding on* I said no! Now LET GO!! *with a look in my eyes to try and put the fear of god in him so he'd let go*
I don't know what kind of spirit he possesed because I don't think it had an effect on him since he pulled harder causing the page to tear before he let go only to get up and continue his talk.
I was already disturbed by his incessant oration then he had to go and try and snatch my drawing from me? I cannot fully explain how infuriated I was but being a patient and calm fellow, I just looked at him and he eventually got up and went to his side. The stare I gave is similar to the drawing illustrated at the bottom. I was seriously "browned off" while also still afraid because this guy might be insane (PM me if you want to know the crazy details because there were other things about him that took me to this point and had me fearing for my life). I left the room and talked to the RA about him and they have arranged for me to move to a different room (my other roommate also wanted out to get away from him). I sat in the lobby a while to cool off.
I noticed that I am a bit braver than I used to be. With the way I was before, I never would have stood up to anyone before. I would have let go of the paper and let him have his way having him step all over me the whole time.
I'm afraid I might have went on a bit longer than I wanted to but the affects of that inccident still get me to this day. Thanks for listening and I hope you stick around for the next page. if your interested in the story of my disturbed roommate, PM me.
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Oh, gosh, hun, I'm sorry you're in the same room as a crazy. I'm glad you've talked to the RA about getting moved, you don't need to be subjected to the stress of living with a person that sets you on edge like that.
As for the drawing, I would have slapped his hand like a child and told him to back off. Yes, I have done it before. They usually pull back, cradling the hand I just smacked, and either leave me alone altogether, or until I'm done and say "Here."
As for the drawing, I would have slapped his hand like a child and told him to back off. Yes, I have done it before. They usually pull back, cradling the hand I just smacked, and either leave me alone altogether, or until I'm done and say "Here."
That's true and that is why I changed states. So I could get away from a stressful situation but it led me right to another.
I wish I possessed the boldness to be able to do something like slapping someones hand (even if they're really asking for it and I mean verbally saying so) but if you knew what level of crazy he was on. I mean he was insane. He had carvings on his arm that he did himself with a plastic spoon and was talking about doing the same on me (which I swiftly declined). I was not about to have someone like him snapping on me causing me to be terminated from center because I swear, Gennii, I had enough of him to where we would have been physically fighting (now I know it's not wise to lock arms with a crazy fellow but does that apply when a crazy person sqaures off against a rabid person {I definately said "rabid" because another night of him and I would have freaked out which is highly beside myself} I'm a pretty descent fellow {or I like to think so} but I have never...
Sorry about my rambling. I'm still steamed about it..I don't think I've gotten over it yet.
The sad thing is that I really wanted to help him because he was in a situation where he needed attention which is how I put up with him for so long.
I wish I possessed the boldness to be able to do something like slapping someones hand (even if they're really asking for it and I mean verbally saying so) but if you knew what level of crazy he was on. I mean he was insane. He had carvings on his arm that he did himself with a plastic spoon and was talking about doing the same on me (which I swiftly declined). I was not about to have someone like him snapping on me causing me to be terminated from center because I swear, Gennii, I had enough of him to where we would have been physically fighting (now I know it's not wise to lock arms with a crazy fellow but does that apply when a crazy person sqaures off against a rabid person {I definately said "rabid" because another night of him and I would have freaked out which is highly beside myself} I'm a pretty descent fellow {or I like to think so} but I have never...
Sorry about my rambling. I'm still steamed about it..I don't think I've gotten over it yet.
The sad thing is that I really wanted to help him because he was in a situation where he needed attention which is how I put up with him for so long.
Unfortunately, we'll always come face to face with stress, sadly, it's a part of life.
I probably wouldn't have smacked him if I saw his arms. He did it with a spoon? That's a lot more messed up than I originally thought. It's totally understandable that you wanted out of there, I'm glad you held yourself in rein and didn't confront him. You are a decent person! Everybody has limits, and you found yours but didn't let it override you, which is admirable.
Hun, you can't heal him, he needs more help than you can provide. People that are that tipped need medical attention.
I probably wouldn't have smacked him if I saw his arms. He did it with a spoon? That's a lot more messed up than I originally thought. It's totally understandable that you wanted out of there, I'm glad you held yourself in rein and didn't confront him. You are a decent person! Everybody has limits, and you found yours but didn't let it override you, which is admirable.
Hun, you can't heal him, he needs more help than you can provide. People that are that tipped need medical attention.
Yep, and the night before, he showed me a fresh one he made that night (was all bloody and he did that with a tack) he never slept at night.
I'm glad that you said that because at the time, I believed that my decision was off.
As the days go by, it bothers me less. A combination of some of my characteristics sometimes lead me to doing some things that may not be wise (not over the edge though).
Thanks for your advice ^^ it really clears my conscience of the situation.
I'm glad that you said that because at the time, I believed that my decision was off.
As the days go by, it bothers me less. A combination of some of my characteristics sometimes lead me to doing some things that may not be wise (not over the edge though).
Thanks for your advice ^^ it really clears my conscience of the situation.
You made the right decision. Totally. That kind of self-destroying behaviour needs to be monitored by a professional. He would have only dragged your spirit down when you realized way later that you couldn't help him the way he needs to be helped.
I'm proud of you for getting out of there, hun!
I'm proud of you for getting out of there, hun!
I think that the most that could have happened was me getting a bit stressed but I'm too stubborn to allow others to get me involved in their situations.
I really thought that because of that, I could lead by example (he did follow me around a lot as if he was trying to do well) I just never knew his intensions and he wouldn't really talk to me when I spoke to him about himself.
Thanks ^^
I really thought that because of that, I could lead by example (he did follow me around a lot as if he was trying to do well) I just never knew his intensions and he wouldn't really talk to me when I spoke to him about himself.
Thanks ^^
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