Dawn of a New Year

As I sit here, listening to The Best is Yet to Come from the Metal Gear Solid soundtrack, loud music being pushed through speakers at a party next door, gunshots already filling the air, I come to post my last blog of the year 2009.

This has not been a good year. While the first half was sub decent, it all started to fall apart in late June. When my ex's son was beaten to death, I almost lost it. I don't even know what kept me going. They only thing that I can even think of to have kept me going was the hope that I would see a news article about the basted who killed him being killed in prison. Probably one of the few things that is still keeping me going.

Then in September, my little sister was rushed to Loma Linda close to death. She was a pale, skinny, all bones and skin copy of my sister. Had she died, I don't know what I would have done. But she didn't die. I came back from the church to the place we were staying and saw her sitting at the table with my parents eating dinner, and for the first time in God knows how many years almost cried in front of someone. The fact that I sat in my car crying after coming home to get some stuff to take back to the place doesn't count.

They say for a new year, you're supposed to look back at the good and embrace it. You look at the bad and then look to the future for how to fix it. I don't know how I can do that now. For me, 2009 will have two memories forever engraved into my mind. Holly's heartbroken voice as she told me JT had died, and seeing my sister sitting there eating dinner after being released from the hospital. The bad and the good.

This next year, I don't know. I don't know what it will bring. I already know my twenty-first birthday will bring nothing. I'll simply come home from class and take a drink of vodka, then never touch the stuff until that bastard is either killed in prison, or executed by the state of Louisiana. I hope to be out of this valley by this time next year, going to a four-year probably in Riverside. I'm hoping I can get into Point Loma, but I'm not going to hold my breath.

A year ago, I was lying in this very spot I am now, typing something like this. At the time, the worst of my pains from the year was my final lossing of Holly. That was my breaking point at the time. I had said that I hoped this year that is coming to a close would be better.

I was wrong.

Nevertheless, I will say the same thing I said then.





Here's to 2009, thank God she's over.

Here's to 2010, may she be a far sight better then the last one.


-Sean Arseo
11:58pm, December 31, 2009

New Blog Up

Well, now that I've put down Under the Dome for two minutes, I've started my second blog, Worship in Music. This is a blog for church musicians, by a church musician. If you happen to be one, feel free to check it out and bookmark/favorite it. Also, it will have four updates a week (Monday, Wednesday, Thursday, and Sunday), unlike this blog which is more a personal blog.

Merry Chrsitmas

Well, it's after seven in the evening here in Southern California. The turkey has been eaten, the cookies never stood a chance, and the wrapping paper stood even less of a chance. I got a few nice things (three Stephen King books, a few Pink Floyd shirts, new watch, pick holders for my guitars). However, as the year comes to a close, I fill I must start to once again get back to the business of writing.

So, anyone who visits my FanFiction.Net page will see that a few things are missing. Namely, all of my zombie stories (save my short story "Tears in Heaven" based off of the song), and all of my dead stories that I posted a chapter or two of and never touched again several years back. My Harry Potter fan fiction is still there, though.

So, to anyone who actually happens to read this, Merry Christmas.

Don't you all just LOVE California law?

Went into Big 5 today looking for a new pair of boots (which they didn't have), and wanted to take a look at a .22LR Colt M4 they have for sell. Thing is illegal. Best part was, the guy behind the counter thought it was a toy. Told me it was a high quality airsoft gun. Meanwhile, I'm scaring my mother by ripping into the guy about how it does not meet the legal status here.

Or maybe the NRA got the state to allow push-buttons for the magazine release again. Who knows.

First Post

Well, it's twenty to midnight, and I have been spending the last close to four hours doing work on my website. Said website can be found here. Anyways, as I say in the description, this will have various words on my works and the things going on in my daily life. Since my life is dull (see: don't have one), this will probably be only on my works.