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-Excerpt from my Life-
What can I say about it? Things are going very spendidly so far and I don't really have anything to gripe about. Which is somewhat refreshing.
My summer was fantastic. I tried out for the Capitol City Idol (directly associated with the [in]famous American Idol] and made the top ten for my state. Almost went to a guaranteed audition in front of Simon Cowell...but one of the judges nieces went instead. Hmm...
*coughcough*smalltownpoliticsandmoney*cough*cough*.
That's quite alright with me though. I plan on studying abroad at Sussex University in the spring, which would be during the American Idol season anyway. And since Sussex is in England (about 45 minutes south of London, in an Area of Outstanding Natural Beauty, I kid not) well, let's just say it would've been impossible to participate in American reality TV anyway. Besides, I was shocked I even made the top ten, so I'm really fine with that. Plus I won free VIP tickets to a waterpark, coupons for two canisters of Cola and a grossly oversized Coca-cola T-shirt that I now sleep in. All in all, pretty satisfying.
I've also been very politically active. Well, that is, as politically active as I can get away with and still be employed by the state. But because I'm a student, I can get away with most things. It's a real shame how they will try to silence you though.
If any of you reading this live in the states, you probably are familiar with the debacle we're having over healthcare reform. May I be the first to say that I'm proud to have been one of the "mobster" (as Nancy Pelosi put it) dissenting voices on this issue? Of course we need reform - just not the kind that Speaker Pelosi says is good for us, but, uhh, not good enough for her, no thanks. That woman is nothing but trash with money.
Speaking of money (or in this case lack thereof), I'm still writing for the paper. Ops ed section is taking a pay cut this semester though, because of the budget shortfall the university is experiencing (Nooooo!!). Oh well. It pays more in experience than anything I suppose. Sort of like the university radio show that I guest host now. One would sincerely HOPE it will pay in experience, given that I'm doing it for free. I'm supposed to be debating healthcare reform on the airwaves this weekend. But considering how much fun doing that sort of thing is, I don't mind not being compensated for my time and gas. Well, almost.
Besides, everyone always tells me I have a face for radio, which is real nice of them. ( <--- self-depracating sarcasm)
That's probably what I'll be up to this semester. Writing, blabbering inanely over local airwaves, getting compensated minimum wage at my deadend state job, and trying to learn economics, which I've randomly picked as a minor. Given the implosion of the economy as of late, I realized how much I don't understand about it, so I've been trying desperately to educate myself very quickly. We'll see if anything comes of it in the near future.
On a completely unrelated note, my dating life is almost nonexistant right now, which is fine by me because it's my choice. Also, I suspect boys still have cooties.
I've only been out a few times with different people, but either they were somewhat normal and we didn't hit it off for whatever reason - or they were just insanely creepy and/or really obsessive about something to the point of being annoying. Most of them are very sad-looking twentysomethings (ranging from 24-29) for some reason. I remember when that used to seem so old. But now that I'm 19, it just doesn't. And I suspect when I finally turn 20 (which scares the living crap out of me) it will look even younger. Recently there's been a handful of them...around four or so, some more interested in me than others.
And then there was one (a very poor awkward one) who asked me out...I had to turn him down...then not two days later became 'in a relationship' (according to facebook) with someone completely random. I was like...."eh?" Oh well, good luck to them I suppose...? Mighty quick and flighty of him, though.
Oh well, that's all for now I guess.
Location: Work Again
I'm feeling:  contemplative
I'm listening to: Don't Tread on Me - 311
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Okay, wow. It was really difficult to pick out quotes that wouldn’t totally spoil the next chapter for you guys. So anway, here goes:
---- An accent here, a quietness there, then a gradual crescendo...my feet working the pedals, slurring the notes together in a melody...
---- Just think, all the deepest, darkest secrets of the trade exposed to a group of schoolchildren." I said sarcastically. "We'll make headlines."
--- What was this? A dream? A bad dream? Yes, that had to be it! I had closed my eyes for too long. Maybe I was already dead. Maybe Sephiroth had already stabbed me, and I was already drifting in the Lifestream, my confused memories, thoughts, and fears unwinding themselves from me in a morbid fantasy. That had to be it, because this couldn't be real. This couldn't be happening.
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I winced, gasping as he drew my head further backwards, making it harder for me to breathe.
--- “Very, very sneaky. I do not take kindly to it.”
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My lightened body turned lazily, carried by a warm undercurrent, and my eyes gazed up at the far away surface, the dancing rays of light reaching down to play shadows on my face.
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Any speculations? I'm feeling: contemplative
I'm listening to: (I Wanna do) Bad Things (to you)
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No, I have not died/fallen off the face of the planet. And yes, I have updated, though it took me about 7 stinking months to do so. REJOICE! In case you missed it, here's a link to the new chapter #30 "Bait and Switch" http://www.fanfiction.net/secure/story/story_preview.php?storyid=2977630&chapter=30/. Behind the Scenes: I derived the chapter's title from business terminology. Yes, I am a nerd. Anyway, "bait and switch" basically means something along the lines of "false adveritising". For example, a company will advertise something to the public that is extremely appealing - almost too good to be true, only when the customers actually arrive at the store to purchase the desired goods, the shop is "conveiniantly" "out of those supplies" but would be happy to offer you nearly the exact same thing for a jacked up price. Obviously this type of BS is punishable by law, so don't get any ideas, you opportunists. ;D What does this have to do with the next chapter? You'll see. I have to say though, I remember one person sent me a PM with her theory about what was going to happen in this chapter and she was SPOT ON, scarily so I must admit. Genius. I need to go find that girl's username so I can give her a thumbs up in the next chapter or something. Should've done it this chapter, but I'm so forgetful.... :P Oh well. Go read and leave your thoughts, then head over to my YouTube channel ( username: xfinalex ) to check out my videos if you need something else to kill time. In the meantime, I'm going to head back over to my profile to update it so that it reflects the changes I just made to Sanctuary. Bye everyone! <3 Location: Working
I'm feeling:  crazy
I'm listening to: Goodnight Moon - Shivaree
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The next chapter "This is Why" is currently in production. The final product, even though its been several months in the making, will probably only be as half as long as normal because of personal time constraints. Here are a few excerpts: “You certainly don’t look as deadly as Cloud and Yuffie seem to think you are. In fact, you look quite bedraggled. Have you been sleeping well?” “I’m here because I, incidentally, have questions, and you, I’m assuming, have the answers to them. But before I get to all that, I have to say you needn’t look so jumpy about me. I’m not afraid of you. You shouldn’t be afraid of me.”
"I haven’t much time before they discover my absence, and trying to convince you of my amiability is wasting our time.”
“We have numbers. There is safety in such things. You, however, are acting alone. And judging by your actions since you have left us, you have always planned on doing something of this sort…alone. Do you know how dangerous this is?” Tags: sanctuary
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So I have midterms this week. I'm burnout from studying my ass off all weekend. And now I'm getting on here. Though I should probably still be cramming in some last minute studying for my Political Science exam tomorrow. Gar. In other news - I'm now a published, paid writer for my college newspaper! Yay! =) But...I only get $15 per column. Boo. But then again, being an Opinion columnist isn't all that difficult I suppose. Ah well. I shan't complain, no indeed! I mean...paid to write?! Simple stuff. Not to mention a dream come true! =) The staff I work with is very interesting, though. My editor and I are the only conservative leaning people from what I can tell. Well, granted, I'm more of a libertarian-conservative (mostly fiscally conservative), but you get the point. The rest of the lot are Obama-worshipping tree-huggers. How silly. Some people just can't quit chugging that good 'old koolaid, I suppose. Speaking of koolaid and pork and the like, the stimulus bill was signed into law today. God help us all. The last thing we need is for the government to get bigger than it already is, dammit! All this will do is keep people dependent, which keeps this voting for a certain party, which keeps certain politicians in power, etc. Bobby Jindal needs to freakin' run for president in 2012. But not on a ticket with Sarah Palin. I don't know why people insist on trying to shove her into the limelight. Ew. She's been torched already people. Sssh. Now just let it go.... Location: Sofa
I'm feeling: contemplative
I'm listening to: Coldplay
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So I've already written my first draft for the Epilogue of Sanctuary. It's called, appropriately, My Sanctuary for now, but of course, since we're looking pretty far into the future, that's subject to change. Oh, and since the LJ cuts are being weird, I'll just put the quotes here without the cut. I hope you don't mind my taking up space on your friends' page! :/ ( And here they are! )As I descended further, my feet soundless against the crystalline stairway, the light from the sunlight above dulled into soft glow. No wonder. Like it had been five years ago – and years before that, even – the hidden cavern emitted its own light, unearthly and enchanting. Being enveloped in it brought back memories instantly.
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Silly that it should be this easy, really. -~-~ “Good for her,” I said into the receiver, “Listen…I found it. The materia, I mean. Took all of three minutes plus some of Yuffie’s contraband underwater materia, and some gloves. Easier than it should have been, really. I keep waiting for something bad to happen to compensate for it.”
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“You could wait. You can come back here with me, and we could do it together.” -~-~ “I meant in a less literal way. People are afraid of me. When they see me…they see Jenova.”
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“But…when I think about my mother…I…I loved my mother. I remember the things she used to do for me. Oh, they were just silly things, really, and I feel stupid thinking that they were special. Like the way she used to brush my hair. Oh, and she’d always pour a glass of orange juice for me to take my vitamins with every morning before I went to school…even when I was in high school. At the time I thought it was stupid."
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“I prefer the term ‘stud’, actually.”
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They are wild and unbound, they run free and wreak havoc, destroying and clogging the pores of the Planet. Wild things, rabid creatures, frothing demons. They will kill us all and they will love doing it. A disease of Planet. A blight on the earth. Wild eyes filled with lust. Calamity, obscene thing. Hide it hide it, bound it and tie it, break its soul of evil gluttony, make it love show it the light. Hold it tight to you, that wandering child, calm it and soothe it, bind it and…
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“I don’t know how to explain it. For one thing, all my limbs are more sluggish than what I’m used to…and I feel as if…oh, I don’t know…as if someone has clamped earmuffs on my ears, stuffed my eyes with bad contacts, and has shoved bits of paper up my nose. Right…that’s a bad analogy. Basically my awareness of my surroundings has been completely shot. I feel so…oppressed.” -~-~
The pink lady in the dress turns and laughs and says she will be back, she’s only going for a short while, and that it will all be over soon. They don’t understand why she has to leave, they never understand but maybe they will one day, the flower lady hopes. She knew it was worth dying for and fighting for and crying for and now she was going to go and make everything alright… -~-~ “That’s my girl. Now come on home.” -~-~ The End
Location: Kitchen Workspace
I'm feeling:  busy
I'm listening to: [The Sound of Interview Transcriptions]
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So the other day I was browsing the internet for 'The Office' quotes and came across http://officequotes.net/ . What can I say - lately, I've been watching it while I'm at work and have gone through nearly all four seasons. I've become a huge fan. I didn't understand how bad the fandom was at my office, though, until a man I work with walked by, looked at the computer screen, and said, "Hey, I created that! That's my website!" Oh. Wow. Small world. Also, it's funny how so many of the people that work here are the artistic, musical type that gave up on their dreams to go to business school. When they hear I do things with community theatre, they all but freak out and start gushing about what kind of drama they were involved with when they were in high school. One guy even brought his guitar to work to serenade us... Well, in other news... I ran into my exboyfriend at a party yesterday. One of my friends is going out of state for college, so everyone got together to see her off. I rode there with one of my close guy friends...I walked in the door...turned a corner into the kitchen...and what do you know? There he is, standing there talking with one of my best girlfriends, poor thing. About me, as I later found out. Don't know why this makes me angry, it just does. Anyway, he shadowed my friend and I for the rest of the night, always talking talking talking about nothing. Except his music. And the fact that he's worldly. All about himself. Blah blah GR I WANTED TO RIP HIS HEAD OFF. And then when the awkward silence would settle, he would try to make a stupid joke, only to have it backfire and make it more awkward. Several times, I was obliged to laugh just because I felt sorry for everyone that was participating in the conversation. Then I would try to take control of the conversation to make it interesting again, but he simply would make another idiotic brain-dead remark...and then...urgh. I feel embarrassed for him for being like that, and for myself for dating him in the first place. I don't want to date a boy. I'd prefer a man.His idiocy is overwhelming, as well as his personality. He's too soft, too gentle for me. That's why I left him. I need someone less breakable...who can turn around and break me like a man should be able to... I suppose I can always hope that that will happen... Tags: everyday life
Location: Home
I'm feeling: chipper
I'm listening to: Paperthin Hymn - Anberlin
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