Caterpillar Tuxedos

I'm finishing off a final assignment and exam, then I'm on break until January. It really shouldn't take me so much effort to complete my courses but whenever I'm reading such boring material my mind completely wanders off. I think of things like, if I had to make a tuxedo for a caterpillar, where would the shirt end and pants begin? How many leg holes would I need? Why isn't there mouse flavored cat food? Could I write a screen play for a horror film using only finger puppets and still have it be scary? My aunt says she wishes she was a fly on the wall of my brain because she finds my thought process fascinating...Um...thanks. I'm just plain weird. I try to keep my weirdness to myself but sometimes it leaks out beyond my control. I'm a huge fan of Shel Silverstein poetry, he makes me feel not so alone. I guess what I'm trying to say is for me to concentrate on one thing takes so much effort. I can only be so self disciplined before I get distracted by something shiny. I had a meeting with Sifu Brinker and joined the rooster team. It's going to be a tough struggle with work, school and the I Ho Chaun, but I'm going to make a better effort to be a better team mate. I have to keep my mind on the right track.

See you at the kwoon!

See You One Day

http://www.obittree.com/obituary/ca/ontario/wasaga-beach/carruthers--davidson-funeral-home---wasaga-beach-chapel/thomas-gibbons/2770522/

The post is my brother's obituary. My family is asking for people to support the Canadian Mental Health Association. I'm hoping one day to be able to find a suitable charity and work with the Benevolent Foundation to help those with mental illness and support for those with suicidal thoughts.

Trying to Understand

I'm not really sure how to start this blog. I wish people were more open minded. If that were the case when someone is going through a difficult situation, maybe they'd feel more comfortable opening up. So many out there pretend they are ok, when they aren't, I've been there and I'm sure many of you have too. So many people don't want to talk for fear of being ridiculed. Then if they do decide to get help, often there is a 8 week waiting list to talk to a professional. There definitely needs to be more compassion in this world.

My youngest brother committed suicide last night...he jumped of the 14 story building where he resided in Ontario.

RIP
Thomas Ronald Gibbons