When it began, I went around to each booth asking each representitive of the Universities questions about their Programmes, Location, accommodations, costs and Extracurricular activities. (PLACES, an acronym that we learned while we were there). To my surprise, I actually learned a lot. I was able to narrow down my list of potential Universities by half, just due to the fact if they offered Journalism. Trent, Dalhousie, Guelph, Ryerson and York are my choices, but I am still looking in to others. Carelton is also very promising and is a University which I didn't even begin to consider, However in order to be considered for their Journalism programme, you must have at least an 85 average in English. This proves to me that it is very competitive programme to get into, but I feel as though I can achieve it. My marks are better than I expected this year, so I am quite happy about that.
Finally, the end of the fair came and as I walked out I sat down waiting for my peers to give me a ride back to the school. However after about 25 minutes of waiting and no one showing up, I proceeded to text one of them to ask where they were. He said that they had all left already, thinking that I had a ride back (which I didn't). After I said that I was stuck there, he felt bad about the whole situation. I told him that it wasn't his fault (which it wasn't) and I proceeded to call my father to come pick me up. It took over 1 1/2 hours for him to finally arrive, at that point school was nearly over. I still decided to go back because it was expected that we all had to be back for the second half of the day. By the time everything was said and done, I was tired and overwhelmed with mixed emotions.
I won't name anyone in particular, but I can't say that I was completely surprised that it happened. A long time ago I trained my myself to expect the unexpected and not to trust other people. To think negatively about a situation rather than positive. It sounds bad, but that is just the way I have to think now because of everything that has happened in the past.
Story of my life...
But on a better note, Last night was quite the night. I attended a Halloween/surprise Birthday party with the "Dream Team", consisting of Kia, Josh Chartrand, Ben Cirne, Junior Gunduz, along with Cheyenne Hall. We ate, watched creepy videos, played Brawl. However, the thing that creeped us out the most was a game called Slender. For those of you who don't know, Slender is a game involving collecting 8 notes while a man, who is all-white with no face stalks and tries to kill you. The game as a whole isn't that scary, but it is the mix of concepts and mind tricks that do. The game starts off with you in the forest, equipped with nothing but a flashlight as you wander around looking for the notes. All the while hoping that Slenderman isn't right behind you. The thing is that you don't know when he'll show up, so you can never prepare yourself for what is coming. As the game progresses and as you reach nearer to "Slendy" as Ben Cirne called him, the loud, deep booming commences. Which at that point you become increasingly paranoid that Slendy will show up right in front of you. At that point you have to attempt to escape him. However it is near impossible as you are completely shocked and scared out of your mind to even move the mouse. And finally, you fall into his hands and die following the loud static noise. In other words, this game is not for the weak of heart.
Playing this game while submerged in complete darkness on a 50 inch T.V and the volume blasted adds to the terrifying effect. And proved to be extremely challenging for us to complete.
ben went first, but he ended up screaming like a little girl so Junior and Josh had to take over. Kia, Cheyenne and I couldn't bring ourselves to play it. As we all sat there on the floor staring at the dim Television screen, we hoped that Slendy wouldn't show up. However, we all just sat there in horror, knowing that wherever we went Slendy could be right there. As we kept playing, the music intensified and our nerves were becoming increasingly weaker, We continued wandering the forest until we finally collected one note, at that point we continued into the scariest part of the game, the house. It is more like a run down shack or something you would see from those horror movies. It had hundreds of possible pathways that you could choose, down any of which Slendy could have been. After what seemed like an eternity, Ben walked towards a small room. As he peered around the corner ever so slightly, Slendy showed up right in front of our faces. When we all saw the terrifying figure on the screen, we screamed at the top of our lungs. Ben was too scared to attempt to run away and that is when the static noise and high pitched whirring overpowered the room.
by the end of the night we were all paranoid that Slenderman would come to get us.
I suggest you all try to play it and you'll see what I mean. Even others are terrified by this game. See for yourself:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KcUbteUtgkQ (skip to 5:40 to see their reaction. It was basically the same as ours).
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UDEhB_vq_Po&feature=related (1:12 is the creepy static noise that is at the end)
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| You can turn the corner and that is what you will see, Slendy himself |
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| At the end this is what the screen looks like. Equipped with the deafening static and high pitched whirring. |
So anyways, that is what my weekend consisted of. Reflections of post-secondary studies, heart-stopping gaming and learning to expect the unexpected.
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