Before I start this messy post I’m just gonna answer the most prevalent questions I’ve been asked as of late:
When is your next video going to be uploaded?
No idea. Soon, I hope. My guess would be 2 – 5 days from now. It all depends on variables that I can neither predict nor control.
Are you going to make more Pete Show?
Yes. Right now it’s only a matter of technical limitations that have yet to be resolved. I do have lots of plans and ideas though.
What projects are you working on?
Right now I’m working on a huge mod called “Bully: Beta Edition” (temporary title). As the name would suggest, it’s a recreation of the Beta version of Bully, along with the features that were scrapped from it.
Alright, so let’s begin.
I’m currently in the midst of moving. The contract for my new apartment is on my desk and I will more than likely sign it soon.
The reason I haven’t signed it yet is because I’m currently waiting for the real estate agency to possibly supply me with the contract for a different apartment. It’s very nebulous right now, so it’s hard for me to say what’s going to happen next.
My prediction is that I won’t be given the contract for the other apartment (despite being offered it during a phone call), and that I will end up signing the contract on my desk.
Which is fine. It’s only a matter of a minimal difference. I’d still be living at the same address.
My Youtube channel is still getting a decent amount of views, lack of activity considered and all.
I aim to kick it into high gear as soon as I get my new apartment. Having my own place is just the thing I need to produce daily videos of much higher quality at a faster and more efficient rate.
Sweg artwork by Poundcake. Both a great artist and friend.
Everything is not sunshine and joy though. I was recently threatened by a batshit insane family member.
I should give you some context as it is kind of a major fucking allegation to put forth.
The relationship between me and my dad’s side of the family has always been dreadful. I experienced lots of psychological, emotional (and at times physical) abuse as a kid.
This pretty much killed any trust and respect I had for my dad and his side of the family. And as such, I came to the conclusion that I have to cut ties with him and most of the people near him.
It’s not only a matter of disagreements or tension, but also for my own well being.
I realized years ago that there’s nothing for me to salvage. It’s a waste of time that will only hold me back from the things I want to pursue in life.
After telling him formally and directly that I do not wish to pursue any kind of communication, he acted fine about it at first.
He then told me “Well, you have to keep in touch… right?”. To which I said “We’ll see.” every time he asked that question.
Now some time has passed and I think he realizes that it’s permanent. And out of frustration he decided to call me up and scream in rage, in hopes that I would submit and let him control me.
Frankly, I’m more insulted by that expectation than his threats. I have the conversation recorded, by the way. One person thus far has heard it. We both laughed at it due to it’s weird and petty nature.
The phone call mostly consisted of him yelling that he was gonna come over and beat the shit out of me. I thought about releasing it in hopes that it would sabotage his name and relationship with other family members, but there’s really no use. I don’t want anything to do with this person.
He’s simply not worth the time or energy.
Despite it being a pretty hilarious matter as far as analyzing the call goes, it has still caused me a deal of stress.
Being threatened is something I’m unfortunately used to. I experienced it from my stepmother, people at school and others throughout my life.
In all honesty, it was pretty fascinating to watch someone crumble under the pressure like that. Hearing a fully grown man scream and curse like a spoiled brat who didn’t get the new iPhone for Christmas was pretty ridiculous, but also something that I had never experienced prior. Pathetic display.
It’s a weird amalgamation of feelings that I feel; Amusement, astonishment and plain stress.
It definitely wasn’t a surprise. This is what I assume happens to a kid who always gets their way. They freak out the moment something doesn’t go their way. And their way of dealing with that situation is to lash out at anyone they feel wronged them.
Yeah. How dare I have the temerity to wish to cut ties with this person. How loathsome of me to be selective about who I choose to associate with, right?
Anyways, I’m pretty excited to move into my new apartment. And I do definitely see good things on the horizon. Great things.