The Whatever Weekend

HOLY BOREDOM BATMAN! It seems like forever since I've been to a comic convention. When I stepped inside I thought it would be somewhat familiar ground. Geez... was I ever wrong. One step inside it was overwhelming to see many people in just one place.

A sea of people were everywhere moving about like a waves crashing onto every possible direction. Upon first thought was hopes to see people in costume. One of the best kept secrets of Winnipeg is that fanboys and fangirls galore are large in number and converge in droves.

For one whole weekend the convention centre has an army of nerds, geeks and cosplayers in one area. But I got there it seemed the plethora of costumers were little in number. However I was very much glad to see someone dressed as Mrs. Dr. The Monarch. If I didn't know better I'd swear there was a part of me that wanted to know her.

But the Fates had tired me out quickly from being surrounded by so many tables selling various merchandise. Also, it was more than obvious what's happening to me, I've started to 'outgrow' the collecting aspect and once again became the avid reader. Yet, there was one thing I still yearn for.

If I should have my first sincere relationship, I would like to be in one that involves someone coming along with me to a comic convention at least once. Understanding this from my perspective, it would mean her willingness to commit toward a part of my identity. When it comes to her turn, I accept the role vice versa when the time comes. This is what I learned today as I saw couple holding hands, family members spending quality time with each other and their children and so forth.

These moments remind me of when I once an Ally guild leader on another server while playing WoW. At one time a few real life married couples joined my guild, chatting online about their family life. For a brief while I was once part of what seemed to becoming a family guild. As I ponder about these things, a part of me wants to be a part of that kind of a couple.

Next dawn comes and I think about many things like what to do next. Earlier my thoughts have turned toward fencing. Several years have passed much too long since the Fates (or in this case my mother) denied me a chance to partake in this sport. Maybe at one point I might have been an Olympic medallist. Past few months I have matured long enough hopefully into possibly a world contender.

For now I am becoming master of my own Fate, the one I create for myself.