Wessicht
Well-Known Member
I will spare both of us the trite and customary "how do you do" that so often happens as the norm on these forums(of course, some reference to introduction must be made, lest someone mistake the purpose of this post). In any case, it appears that I must have my first post approved by a moderator before I will be allowed to post freely on the site. I am perfectly capable of tolerating this.
My name, Wessicht, is actually a bastardization of the form "Wessik", and is not, in fact, a reference to jelly donuts. Sweets are, of course, something that I do not particularly enjoy. Sugary drinks are very much fun to taste, but they have adverse affects on me shortly afterward. I am afraid that I currently live with high levels of stress throughout my daily life, and I do not need to have sugar exacerbating the effects.
I often find it useful to state unusual and ambitious information in introductory posts such as these. As such, I would very much like to inform you that I am quite proud of my talents and aptitudes concerning literature and language. If I were not without remorse concerning my laziness, I would probably put forth the effort necessary to acquire other languages. Alas, I have stuck with mastering English and a bit of rudimentary Spanish, as is obligated by my Hispanic and Latino ethnicity and heritage(though I must confess to a greater affinity towards lands across the pond).
Now then, it should be known that my first posts to forums are almost always insufferably formal. I assure you, this is an unfortunate habit that I have in all introductions, online and in real life. I can also assure you that my escritorial style will inevitable grow much more relaxed, once I have acclimatized myself to the forum atmosphere.
In any case, I should probably mention any thoughts I have regarding my position on the Autistic Spectrum. To be perfectly honest, I feel that anxiety plays a much larger role in my life than aspergers syndrome, which, if I have, I have in an extremely mild form. No, the sad fact of the matter is that I am high enough on the autistic threshold to simply be a very introspective and geeky individual. In circumstances of social involvement, I fare well enough, if a bit clumsily. At the same time, I tire quickly in social situations, and often have delusions of grandeur(although the use of the term "delusions" might be a bit too heavy-handed).
My appearance may be described thus: I am brown-skinned, and 6'1''. I often appear to others as "tense" or "on edge", and usually intimidate those around me. I often grow out my beard(thus showing both the gargantuan proportions of my laziness, as well as the Spanish side of my Hispanic Heritage
) and shave it off intermittently, although I confess to have spared my mustache this particular cycle.
I must confess, however, to a certain amount of trepidation in my dealings with the world. Often I am gripped by anxiety, which is only fed by the fact that I have no current occupation and am steeped in debt. I am simultaneously fortunate and grateful to have been born an American Citizen, and therefore to have had the opportunities that I have had. I am afraid that my youth is both a blessing and a curse, as the manner in which I speak both impresses others and offends them(depending on who I am conversing with). It does not help that I often am just honest enough to make situations awkward, but never creepy or rude.
I do recall one situation where, on the first day I attended college at a certain private university, I was offered a graduate teaching position by one of the faculty members, who was under the impression that I was a doctor of literature! I regretfully had to decline, and unfortunately had to drop out after my first two semesters. The reason was lack of funds.
I guess you could say that, if I am on the autistic spectrum, I at a high enough level to appear cold and distant to most other individuals that I meet. This does not apply to my family, with whom I have a rambunctious and lively relationship. Of course, I also appear highly intelligent, to the extent that most can not believe that I am unemployed. Alas, knowledge of language is only usefully applied towards gainful employment once that same knowledge has been usefully applied towards gaining a degree. My insolent letter towards the head of the economics department did not help. The fact that the woman died only three days after that letter grieves me still.
Well. I have woven more than enough rope with which I may be hung. I hope that I am allowed some stay on this forum, in the subject of which, I am intensely interested. And so I must conclude with venerable salutations and fervent hopes. As I always shall be, I am grateful for the chance to speak my mind, and thankful for the opportunity to meet all of your acquaintanceship.
My name, Wessicht, is actually a bastardization of the form "Wessik", and is not, in fact, a reference to jelly donuts. Sweets are, of course, something that I do not particularly enjoy. Sugary drinks are very much fun to taste, but they have adverse affects on me shortly afterward. I am afraid that I currently live with high levels of stress throughout my daily life, and I do not need to have sugar exacerbating the effects.
I often find it useful to state unusual and ambitious information in introductory posts such as these. As such, I would very much like to inform you that I am quite proud of my talents and aptitudes concerning literature and language. If I were not without remorse concerning my laziness, I would probably put forth the effort necessary to acquire other languages. Alas, I have stuck with mastering English and a bit of rudimentary Spanish, as is obligated by my Hispanic and Latino ethnicity and heritage(though I must confess to a greater affinity towards lands across the pond).
Now then, it should be known that my first posts to forums are almost always insufferably formal. I assure you, this is an unfortunate habit that I have in all introductions, online and in real life. I can also assure you that my escritorial style will inevitable grow much more relaxed, once I have acclimatized myself to the forum atmosphere.
In any case, I should probably mention any thoughts I have regarding my position on the Autistic Spectrum. To be perfectly honest, I feel that anxiety plays a much larger role in my life than aspergers syndrome, which, if I have, I have in an extremely mild form. No, the sad fact of the matter is that I am high enough on the autistic threshold to simply be a very introspective and geeky individual. In circumstances of social involvement, I fare well enough, if a bit clumsily. At the same time, I tire quickly in social situations, and often have delusions of grandeur(although the use of the term "delusions" might be a bit too heavy-handed).
My appearance may be described thus: I am brown-skinned, and 6'1''. I often appear to others as "tense" or "on edge", and usually intimidate those around me. I often grow out my beard(thus showing both the gargantuan proportions of my laziness, as well as the Spanish side of my Hispanic Heritage
) and shave it off intermittently, although I confess to have spared my mustache this particular cycle.I must confess, however, to a certain amount of trepidation in my dealings with the world. Often I am gripped by anxiety, which is only fed by the fact that I have no current occupation and am steeped in debt. I am simultaneously fortunate and grateful to have been born an American Citizen, and therefore to have had the opportunities that I have had. I am afraid that my youth is both a blessing and a curse, as the manner in which I speak both impresses others and offends them(depending on who I am conversing with). It does not help that I often am just honest enough to make situations awkward, but never creepy or rude.
I do recall one situation where, on the first day I attended college at a certain private university, I was offered a graduate teaching position by one of the faculty members, who was under the impression that I was a doctor of literature! I regretfully had to decline, and unfortunately had to drop out after my first two semesters. The reason was lack of funds.
I guess you could say that, if I am on the autistic spectrum, I at a high enough level to appear cold and distant to most other individuals that I meet. This does not apply to my family, with whom I have a rambunctious and lively relationship. Of course, I also appear highly intelligent, to the extent that most can not believe that I am unemployed. Alas, knowledge of language is only usefully applied towards gainful employment once that same knowledge has been usefully applied towards gaining a degree. My insolent letter towards the head of the economics department did not help. The fact that the woman died only three days after that letter grieves me still.
Well. I have woven more than enough rope with which I may be hung. I hope that I am allowed some stay on this forum, in the subject of which, I am intensely interested. And so I must conclude with venerable salutations and fervent hopes. As I always shall be, I am grateful for the chance to speak my mind, and thankful for the opportunity to meet all of your acquaintanceship.
