Seventh Dimension

Giddy and gleeful

2007-11-28T13:34:00.000-08:00

I laugh in your general direction, you fool.

Oh, and I own the most adorable pair of underwear known to man now. Seriously.

The Lover

2007-10-24T12:38:00.000-07:00

I found Him. That one, I created,
this self-portrait on another's brow
whose watercolor undone lips are
drowning mine within. And apple seas,
the lights and trees overgrown in rain,
that's where I found Him. Where I left him,
though, is in the linen clouds, the sand and
the spare. I'm calling now, calling back,
chasing down storms in hopes that he'll drop.
Unrhimed as I am, he'll see the carved pears,
offers from a brass nightingale, the tried and
successful nightingale, and thinking me too romantic
will drink a drop and fall on top of worlds I can provide.

Thoughts from the cyclical daimon.

2007-10-23T13:46:00.000-07:00

Oh, poo. I'm home again. With nothing to do but read, draw, read, write, read, draw, and did I mention writing? I didn't bring home any video games, which is actually a moot point because I have no system here. Oh, and sleeping fits in there somewhere.

I'm already a little bored. And angry. But the anger is unrelated to being at home. Much love.

Despite what you may think, I am a human, too.

2007-10-09T17:03:00.000-07:00

I'm growing rather irritated with being the target of people's displaced anger. Frustrating.

Anyways, RuSan's on Friday! With Keith! And I'm sinking deeper and deeper into thoughts of him. Not too fast, though :D

So this is what makes life divine.

2007-10-05T21:11:00.001-07:00

I've just had a date with someone incredible. Just incredible.

Revelations 101

2007-09-24T12:15:00.001-07:00

You know, I'm really happy. I have good friends who love me. I have enough resources to live well. I'm intelligent. I'm handsome. I'm friendly. I have so much to be happy for having. Sure, I may not have a boyfriend or a romantic young man knocking at my door on Friday evening, but it doesn't matter right now. Why should it? I'm young. I'm independent. I have the opportunity to do all the things I want to do right now without feeling constrained by outside sources.

In short, despite my hectic morning, my rude mentor, my lack of therapy, and anything else that has happened to me in the past few days, I have no reason to complain. Yeah, I'm happy. :D

I didn't mean to fall. You've got me up against the wall.

2007-09-16T15:24:00.001-07:00

When we met in the rapids of acanthus and masks
You, I, these were scattered in November
Left to laugh in a sheaf of silver suns.
And here I remain, inheriting your share.

Love always.

I guess it IS time for an update, huh?

2007-09-12T19:23:00.000-07:00

Yes, well. At the forefront of my recent activities are classes. Italian is fine, and I think I aced my last test. Victorian femininity is moderately engaging, if not completely unsettling due to the complete lack of maleness in the class. As for medieval lit...I have a report tomorrow to do on same-sex unions in pre-modern Europe. I'm a little intimidated because I don't relish public speaking as much as I once did (heh). Literature and visual arts is...odd? It's really hard to distinguish whether I'm supposed to do something or not for the class. I think we have readings, but what's the point, really?

I haven't had much time to read for myself, which is sad. Fortunately, Dr. Wilson nominated me for the CURO Symposium, so I'll get to pick a project that actually interests me! And I already have a semi-thesis ready.

Therapy is back on my list of things to do! I was screened earlier today, so I'll be going to my appointment sometime in the next couple of weeks.

In the romance department, I'm pretty much still chugging along. Nothing much going on, but I really don't care to have anything happen right now. I'm enjoying my complete independence, and though Nathan was sweet, he was a bit too...well, I'll remain diplomatic on this point and just say that we certainly aren't meant for each other. But I have become a good deal more confident in what I want in a boyfriend as well as how to handle men who don't fit my ideal. Yea for learning!

Better get to work on this report! Love always!!

Valley Girl Happenings

2007-07-28T17:05:00.000-07:00

So...um, wow. Yeah. What's happening lately? Just the usual. Went on a couple of dates with a guy and decided things wouldn't work out. Met another guy at the Harry Potter midnight opening at the local Barnes and Noble. We've been out a couple of times and...wow. He's really sweet. I'm not putting too much pressure on anything between us, but things are cool right now. And the kissing isn't at all unpleasant. I celebrated my twentieth b-day with my family this weekend. I made my own birthday cake all health-conscious and all (and it still tasted quite delicious!). My cellie's dead right now because I neglected to bring home my phone charger. And I think I'll be seeing my guy again tomorrow. Looking forward to it...a whooooole lot. I'll be getting a Wii sometime tomorrow, so I think we'll play around with that for a while before...more kissing. I mean, it's bound to happen, right? And why can't I enjoy a little bit of good physical stuff while fleshing out his personality? I mean, I already know that we share a lot of interests, so that's good. And he's an actual humorous person, unlike someone I used to know. Gah, and those kisses. Well, I'd better stop. Love always.

She can swallow knives.

2007-06-30T08:02:00.000-07:00

So, yeah. Work is pretty fun when I'm not on the grill! Every other station is pretty cool, but I'm really afraid of being burned on the grill! Bought new clothes yesterday. Lots of 'em. And I'm fairly certain that I made some amazing selections. It was fun, but by the time I finished both clothes and grocery shopping, I found out I had spent four hours out. Crazy. And dragging all my bags up to the room was pretty difficult, but I managed.

I'm looking forward to tonight!! I'm going out to RuSan's with some friends and then we're heading out to dance!! SO MUCH FUN!!!!! I'm about to explode just waiting here in the SLC. There's really nothing for me to do right now because I got it all done yesterday. Hmmm...I guess that's pretty much it for me. Nothing too exciting is happening at the moment. But I did finish the book I was recently reading. There you go!

Haven't you wondered why I'm always alone when you're in my dreams?

2007-06-07T06:37:00.000-07:00

I went on a date with a transgender F to M bisexual guy yesterday. Kayaking. It was really fun. There was no romantic connection, but at least I didn't have to pay my own way. Yea for mooching. Anyways...sometime men are really stupid. Just exceptionally so. That's pretty much it for today.

Hot in herrrrre

2007-06-03T07:42:00.000-07:00

So, date tonight. With a seemingly nice guy. He's a couple of years older. Music major. Music and music therapy. Interesting, right? Anyways, Kacie managed to find a marathon of America's Next Top Model, so we're pretty much set for our activities for the day. See yas. Love always.

I know this will sound emo, but...

2007-05-29T08:15:00.000-07:00

It came on like a hurricane
And I don't understand
And it moved me
Like a slow dance
Still I don't understand
It pushed me like a tailwind
And I don't understand
And it came in
Through the back door
And I don't understand
Still I don't understand
You're all that I could need
And I'm falling on my knees

Hurricane
You pulled me out of the past
And landed me in today
Hurricane
You pulled me out of the past
And walked me into tomorrow
Hurricane

It picked me like a cherry
And I don't understand
And it killed me with the craving
Still I don't understand
It thrilled me to starvation
And I don't understand
And it stripped me ugly naked
And I don't understand
Still I don't understand

You're all that I could be
And I'm falling on my knees

-Hurricane, Natalie Imbruglia

The Noble Notions of Love and Duty

2007-05-27T20:27:00.000-07:00

I know that it's wrong to be angry about things I can't change. And I can't change all the things that are part of this maelstrom of a week. What do I have to look forward to? Seven more boys who don't return my emails? Three more who find me attractive and wonderful but "just aren't ready?" Another five class periods where feminist views are bastardized? Six more three-hour classes daydreaming about when or whom I will be able to lie in bed on that ever-so-ubiquitous symbol of romantic comedy: Sunday morning eating breakfast in bed with the newspaper spread out over me and "him" while we laugh and, sickeningly enough in its own way, feed each other? Don't forget the white pajama pants, the gray tanktop, and the perfectly tousled hair that glistens in the honey-butter shafts of sunlight through the Venetian blinds. And then the moment when class is over, and I'm back to the worry of finding a job, pleasing everyone, being everyone else's everything.

"Thanks, Luke. I had a great date!"
"Yeah, I did too. You're absolutely wonderful!"

And then the crashing revelation that those private kisses weren't as private to him as they were to me. Yeah, thanks for that.

Not to mention the frustrating heat. The crotchety girl who lives in the next room likes to bake Kacie and me until our innards are the same temperature as last year's Christmas ham. These are the things I can't change. Well, those and the lack of sleep. And the snoring. Thanks for the crazy nasal passages. I appreciate those, too.

When you are the one, the one who lies close to me...

2007-05-24T14:12:00.000-07:00

Like, whoa. The Hellogoodbye concert was only completely awesome! COMPLETELY AWESOME!! Besides that...yeah. I'm pretty chill right now. Need to get a job. Need to get some food. Kacie and I have been playing so much pokemon lately. I turned in a paper for my comparative literature class today. Yeah. And then we're going to Kennesaw so Kacie can go to her sister's graduation. Fun, right? Anyways, no problems with Luke lately, and then Kacie's friend told her that I was cute and "a total catch." YEAH! Okay, so...back to pokemon. Love always!!

I can hear you breathing, baby, seeing is believing.

2007-05-21T05:12:00.001-07:00

So...yeah. Luke and I have decided to "cool it down" with each other, which essentially means that we'll be dating/hanging out more to get to know each other before we dive into a relationship. Good idea. I like him, and he likes me. We just don't want to end up in a miserable trap. Anyways...the car was okay last night. No big. I'm pretty much just a bit tired right now because I woke up at 6:30. Yeah. Saw Shrek the Third. 'Twas okay. Not the best. I think I liked it better than the first one, but it's been a long time since I saw the first. Michael and I AIMed for a while. He's still as sweet as ever, and he still likes me. At least, that's how it seems. Phew. Tired. And a teensy bit peckish. I guess I'd better stop before I explode a little bit. Concert tomorrow. w00t. Love always!

Win those STEAKS!!

2007-05-15T19:17:00.000-07:00

Hrmph. Life in Athens is amazing for my health. I'm already over the emotional debate with my brother over the moral judgment of homosexuality and abortion. I am not, however, over the fact that all of my gentlemen suitors have not been giving me the affections that I would like. Luke is busy for the next couple of days. Michael is back in Florida. Some bisexual guy emailed me and said I was a hottie though. At least I have that going for me. I'm still frustrated though. I'm not embittered. Mary has Tim. Kacie has David. I mean, I'm not angry about it at all. I just wish that MY guys would focus a bit more on me. I know that sounds selfish, but I'm a really sweet and genuine young man. They've told me so. If I'm to proceed according to how these guys have treated me, I should be receiving love letters and having midnight rendezvous with these gentlemen. A different one for every other night. Florida sux. Busy stuff sux. Things that keep me from the two men I want to hear from most suck. Oh well. I guess I can focus on my studies. I'll be calling Dr. Wilson tomorrow, so tutelage starts. The Inferno. Right now I feel like I'm in purgatory. WAKE UP, BOYS! I'M NOT GOING TO BE NINETEEN FOREVER!!! Love always.

Images of rapture creep into me slowly...

2007-05-03T08:30:00.000-07:00

Sooo...life. I had a date with Michael last weekend. And it was splendid. He gave me the cutest Clemson tiger. We named it "Carpencrombie," which is a compound intersection of our surnames. Sweet, right? It's the best gift I've ever gotten from a guy. And then...last night I had a date with Luke. BUT I'M NOT A BAD PERSON! Michael and I had the agreement that we will see other people over the summer (he'll be in Florida...ROAD TRIP!!) because I have very little faith in a guy's first relationship working. Call me pessimistic. But my first relationship was a disaster, so I want him to test the waters before he decides to choose me. Besides, Christopher told me that I can date multiple people at once so long as everyone is clear that no set commitment is in place. Anyways, Luke is sooo sweet. And he's completely different from Michael. I mean, they have their similar attributes. They both were into World of Warcraft, they're both gaming nerds. Little stuff. But they've had the most different upbringings possible. And each time I talk to either one of them after having a date with the other, it's like I'm becoming reacquainted with a complete stranger. Maybe that's what makes all this so intriguing.

Kacie's away for the week, so I'm really sad about that, of course. And I have no idea when she'll be back. But Caitlin and I are going to RuSan's for dinner, so maybe that'll alleviate my psychological whiplash over having Kacie yanked away from Athens so suddenly. Exams are going sort of well. I kind of shot straight through Italian because I figured my regular grade is high enough that it doesn't matter how I do on the final. But I'm not a bad student. I just wasn't very motivated. My American Lit. final, on the other hand, was almost a breeze, I think. I kicked its tush and moved on. And my professor gave me a A-/B+ on the game I constructed for the class. And since the highest I could have made as a single member without a group WAS A-, I'm pretty satisfied. Phew. Women's Studies final tomorrow (no prob), and then History (Ick, ick, ick) and Political Science (Meh) on Monday. Checkout on Wednesday. Hopefully Chris will help me fix my car before then so that I can get some stuff home. Love always!

Even that lonely, long drive couldn't keep us apart. And you opened up to me completely.

2007-04-29T18:06:00.000-07:00

I'm lost. Spirals down around the two, shorn straight
through the middle. He and he, him and him,
the kiss and the slumber.
And who, and who, and what to do
in this crowded market street
lain over the broken cornerstone? And David and Adonis,
slain, but slighted their architect. Left to
northern aural dreams,
Yes, I am.

So if you want to, you got the green light.

2007-04-27T21:44:00.000-07:00

I just got back from the most amazing date with Luke. I think I'm in love. He gave me the best kiss I've ever had. Ever. Period. Love always.

Nervousness is setting in.

2007-04-20T16:34:00.000-07:00

I'm going to see Michael tomorrow. Just a few hours. At seven in the evening, I'll be watching a movie with him on his couch and eating Chinese food with him. And then we'll be playing video games. And I accidentally revealed to him that I wanted to snuggle through a mistaken IM that I thought was going to Mary. Smooth, right? I'm getting him some flowers. That's sweet, isn't it? He said I was adorable. AAAAAHH!! Love always.

We're divorced before we're wed.

2007-04-19T06:33:00.000-07:00

Ooooh...yes. I'm eagerly anticipating my visit to Michael this weekend. I haven't seen him since...Easter. Sad. My history professor moved the due date for my history paper back until Monday. Thank goodness. I finished my English essay, but I'm not sure how it turned out. I was kind of rushed, but if it gets a good grade, I'll post it here. I had a few interesting insights, I think, but I don't know if I elaborated on my ideas enough. The girl I had to proofread though...phew, her paper was a little bit of a mess. I didn't like editing her paper because there was at least one mistake in each sentence. And she did a lot of summarizing AND had too many block quotes. I kind of wanted to tell her to write her own paper instead of relying on other people's words. She was pretty mean, too. And I had made my best effort to be nice to her. I don't like grumpy people.

I'm getting a bit toned lately. Kacie and I go to the gym six times a week, and I can already tell a difference after only about...three weeks? And I already FEEL so much better, too! It's really awesome.

OH! Kacie and Kat and Alex and I had the BEST meal ever last night. We fried some ravioli in some EVOO with a breading of whole wheat flour (Huzzah for healthy alternatives!), stuffed mushrooms with veggie pepperoni, bruschetta, and apples with peanut butter. The meals we all make for book club are always soooo good!

By the way, Peter unhooked the landline phone in our room because it belongs to him, so anyone who wants to reach me has to use email or something. Love always!

Never give the game away. Try to keep me entertained, baby.

2007-04-15T05:48:00.000-07:00

I'm going to visit Michael on Saturday. Ohh...I'm smitten. Smittttttten.

I had a nightmare last night where Christopher had his foot cut off by aliens. And Elizabeth tried to get me to abandon my concrete memories to a fire. She said we could always go back and get them back. As for Geneva, she was the one who kept watch while the fire started to burn down the mansion that the aliens had taken up residence in. I was a fugitive, supposedly dead, but in reality I had escaped. Sad.

Sophie Ellis-Bextor will be releasing a new album on May 21st. I just got the single "Me and My Imagination." And I'm smitten. Smittttttten. Love always!!

Through a Rainy Window.

2007-04-14T17:06:00.000-07:00

I can't help but let the Persian waves wash over my ears when I see them. He's done it. Surprisingly enough, he's stepped right outside in time with the raw-ragged melody. Somehow, he has to slip and drown in the muddy asphalt. And before he recovers his balance, I'll be right behind him, right beside him, egging on this maelstrom. And I'll let him know. I'll tell him. Oh yes, I'll tell him that there is no exit from the hunt. That the book he's reading ends with the death of a siren. That the book I'm reading ends in the death of a tree. That we're always going to be reading the same nonsense, nonsense, nonsense, etc. I hope it was for my benefit. I hope it was a retaliation. Actually, I know it was.

Friday the Thirteenth Really Lived Up to its Reputation.

2007-04-14T05:25:00.000-07:00

So...weirdness yesterday. This guy that I facebooked a loooong time ago due to a crush finally friended me yesterday. Then, on my way to the gym in the bus, he got on. And sat next to me. We didn't talk because I acted like I hadn't seen him. And I don't know if he recognized me. I don't know whether I should write a message on facebook or what. Hmmm...Oh, and I finally talked to Michael again. He could only talk for a few minutes because he's working on a movie project for his Japanese class. Cool, huh? I've been soooooo deprived of human contact this week. I mean, I worked out with Kat, and I went to the show with Caitlin, but I have hardly seen Erin, and I miss me big, red Kacie. SHE'S COMING BACK TONIGHT THOUGH!!! Okay, I have a couple of esssays to write, so...I'd better go procrastinate with something else. Love always!

In this dream, I'm dancing here beside you.

2007-04-11T19:24:00.000-07:00

So I just got back from an improv show that Caitlin invited me to. It was sooo fun! I know that sounds really valley girl, but it was an enjoyable experience. Let's see...other than that, I'm just looking forward to Erin's birthday soon. I'm excited, but I still need to find a gift for her. That, and I'm working on an English essay that has kind of consumed my thoughts. I'd like to leave this class with at least a bit of a bang. By the way, soy milk rox. Love always!

Near perfection never tasted so good.

2007-04-08T17:45:00.000-07:00

"You look pretty" is what my fortune cookie said today when I cracked it open. Amazing, right? I've always known I have self-esteem issues, and I mean major ones. Today, however, was a day of dawning realizations. I feel like I could rule the world with a single look. I know it's not true, but that's how I feel.

I went on a date with Michael on Saturday. It was my first date ever. Peter never took me on a real date. We were instantly boyfriends, and that was by his choice. Michael, however, went with me to Moe's. And let me just state for the record that Michael is both kind, gorgeous and intellligent, three qualities sought after in Peter and yet never discovered. I just finished IMing him, and I can pretty much tell you that I'm almost completely enamored. He's just so...me. I don't know. He listens to me when I talk. I mean, he really listens to me. He doesn't squint at me in that obnoxious way that Peter does when he tries to act like he's listening. You can tell that he's taking what I say and processing it. I know that my entire relationship with Peter was a mistake, but at least I now know how amazingly sweet and compassionate men like Michael can be in comparison. I'm afraid I wouldn't appreciate what Michael has to offer as much had I not been part of the catastrophe that was my relationship with Peter. Ahh...learning experiences.

This week has been sooo hectic. I saw 300 and The Reaping at the theater. I saw Confessions of a Teenage Drama Queen and something else at Kacie's. I've been out to eat almost five times this weekend. I met Mary's mom and her fiance. I went home and had Easter lunch with Kacie and Mary as part of the biggest family gathering EVAH! I had my first date ever. I got a ticket for my first concert ever. I've loved every minute of it. I love my life when it's free of the constraints that Peter placed on it. I like myself so much more. Yea for fortune cookies that amazing have the perfect messages inside of them! Love always, ALWAYS!

Sleeping Beauty had it easy.

2007-04-03T08:40:00.000-07:00

Ahh. Relaxation. I stayed up until midnight last night talking to Michael (the blond). He's really nice. We have a whole bunch in common, and tonight he should be telling me whether or not he's available for a visit. We'll see.

So signing up for classes for fall semester has been pretty cool. I signed up for a couple of English classes that sound really cool. Kacie's trying to convince me to take my P.E. next semester with her. We'll see. I'll be taking my favorite professor's Comparative Literature course next semester. I loved her class so much last semester that I'm really glad to be taking this one. She's so cool.

I'm getting a haircut, by the way.

Sorry if I sound ambiguous. I'm still a bit groggy. I think I'll go have lunch. Oh, and I'm applying for a job here in the next few days. It should be a pretty good job. And I'm going home to Clayton this weekend. Kacie and Mary may be coming with me, which will be cool. I miss my family! Love always!!

He said I'm worth it.

2007-03-29T06:33:00.000-07:00

I made the mistake last night of acting "civil" towards Peter. Why do I let him manipulate me like he does? Am I just an idiot? By the way, when I say "civil" I mean I actually let him tell me about his day. I CAN'T STAND HIM! He made my life a living hell for a year! Why should I talk to him at all? I'm so sick of his controlling me. It makes me sick to think about the ways he's manipulated me. (/rant)

On to the good news: My dream guy mailed me back. He says he'd love my cooking and we had a conversation about Japanese. His name is Michael, by the way. He's into gaming and such, and while he likes the gameplay design for a game, I like to write storylines, so I'm suggesting we collaborate and make the most brilliant game EVAH! He also says that he likes the sound of my cooking and would LOVE to have me cook for him. YES! I'm glad I have at least one marketable skill. I am being reasonable about him though; I have no intention of settling into a relationship like I did with Peter. If I don't actually like this guy, then we're not going to date. Period. Love always!

My pursuits are pursuing me!

2007-03-26T18:32:00.000-07:00

I was about to spend this blog entry ranting about a bit of stuff that Kacie told me today, but instead, I just got AMAZING news!!! My first guy from okcupid just messaged me back! He's like my blond twin who was separated from me at birth, but I hope that's not true because he seems like a really cool guy!! He's into gaming, and he's going to be a computer software worker! And he's six foot four! Tall guys! Yes! And he's just really, REALLY cool! Once this endorphin-driven high wears off, I think I might actually get some sleep tonight. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHH!!!!! YES! LOVE ALWAYS!!

No substance in your style, and you're not the man you thought you were!

2007-03-24T17:39:00.000-07:00

Mmmm...I'm soo tired. I bought so many groceries today, but it's nice to know that I can have a yogurt smoothie every morning for breakfast and a chicken panini (lean cuisine) for lunch a couple of days this week. Phyllo crunchies and soup for one night. White lasagna for another. Tortellini another. Very Italian. I really like Sophie Ellis-Bextor, by the way.

I don't really need to rant right now. I'm pretty content. Just looking at compatible guys on OKCupid. That's pretty fun. Unfortunately, a lot of the best are in the UK. Oh well. Love always!!

Am I not pretty enough?

2007-03-22T20:53:00.001-07:00

The things that upset me the most are the things that I can't understand. I don't understand what's going on at all.

STUPID PEOPLE!!!!

2007-03-21T14:36:00.000-07:00

GRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!

Addicted to the Germy Ones

2007-03-19T21:02:00.000-07:00

Evidently I'm in a hotbed of illness. Last night Kacie had to be rushed to the ER for a really bad stomach virus and now Peter has a really bad, throaty cough. I managed the hospital trip as best I could (I'm not good with high-stress situations, so I was having miniature heart attacks every ten seconds), and I've managed to convince Peter to put a warm washcloth on his chest and throat. So far it's working perfectly. He's not coughing at least. Fortunately, I have not caught any of the diseases that loom around me. Cross your fingers for me. Love always.

Emotional sobriety and its defects...

2007-03-17T18:32:00.000-07:00

Have you ever had that feeling where you escape your body? Where it's like you've unlocked the chastity belt that is your flesh and suddenly feel the molecules in the air strike you? What induces it? What causes this drunken swaying? This errant displacement of feeling? I've felt like it all day. I've felt like some kind of grass is growing through my front and pushing me out of myself. It kind of hurts, but it kind of feels really...sensually pleasurable. I can make it happen on my own if I just close my eyes really tightly. Sometimes, though, it does it by itself. Maybe it's just that I haven't felt anything today, so my body is trying to shove the excess emotion from other days onto me. Or rather, into me. But then, why would it feel like something external is penetrating me? I'm shivering a bit, so I think I need to go find a blanket. Love always.

The Requisite Assorted Personality Test Results

2007-03-16T15:47:00.000-07:00

Catwalk God(ess)
45% Flamboyance, 67% Originality, 72% Deliberateness, 54% Sexiness

[Flamboyant Original Deliberate Sexy]

You know fashion inside out but you're far from being its slave. To you fashion is what you decide to wear. You've got great, if unconventional, taste and plenty of courage to put your ideas into practice, which inspires admiration; but few have guts to copycat you. I suppose it doesn't worry you because to you originality counts. You are self-confident, perhaps even arrogant, and consider a day wasted when no one gives you an interested or shocked look. Great job.

The opposite style from yours is Librarian [Tasteful Conventional Random Prissy].

All the categories: Librarian Sporty Hottie Office Master Uptown Girl/ Boy Brainy Student Movie Star Fashionista Glamorous Soul Fashion Enemy Bar Cruiser Kid Next Door Sex Bomb Hippie Kid Fashion Rebel Fashion Artist Catwalk God(ess)

My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender:

You scored higher than 38% on Flamboyance

You scored higher than 88% on Originality

You scored higher than 82% on Deliberateness

You scored higher than 50% on Sexiness

Link: The Fashion Style Test written by mari-e on OkCupid Free Online Dating, home of the The Dating Persona Test

RAVENCLAW!
You scored 32% Slytherin, 44% Ravenclaw, 24% Gryffindor, and 24% Hufflepuff!

Or yet in wise old Ravenclaw,
If you've a ready mind,
Where those of wit and learning,
Will always find their kind.

Ravenclaws are known for their intelligence, ingenuity, and lifelong thirst for knowledge.

My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender:

You scored higher than 71% on Slytherin

You scored higher than 73% on Ravenclaw

You scored higher than 10% on Gryffindor

You scored higher than 12% on Hufflepuff

Link: The Sorting Hat Test written by leeannslytherin on OkCupid Free Online Dating, home of the The Dating Persona Test

The Nice League
You are 43% Factor A, and 58% Factor B. Figure that out.

TNL, baby woo!

In a way, you're perfect. People can come to you for a good laugh, an interesting discussion, or spare change. They probably love you, but just aren't in love with you. That's the handicap of your league.

If you want to play hard and with other leagues, you have to sex it up a little bit. Don't be afraid of rejection just because you get it so much. You can't win if you don't play.

Don't tell anyone in the other leagues this, but yours is secretly the best one.

Key:
TCL = The Cute League
TNL = The Nice League
THL = The Hot League
TBL = The Beautiful League

My test tracked 2 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender:

You scored higher than 23% on Factor A

You scored higher than 71% on Factor B

Link: The What's Your League? Test written by selaruth on OkCupid Free Online Dating, home of the The Dating Persona Test

The Hierophant
You scored 43 change, 81 wellbeing, 69 wisdom, and 55 truth

The Hierophant represents our inner being, the teacher, and intuition. Intuition is a collection of all of the facts from the conscious mind, sent to the subconscious which in turn looks at the information and acts upon it sending it back to the conscious. True intuition is based upon reason and a collection of the facts. The crown at the top of the head has 5 points representing the 5 senses. Likewise it has 3 levels representing the 3 levels of mind, conscious, subconscious and super conscious. The grey background is symbolic of wisdom, for grey is a mixture of black and white and is the balance of the 2 forces. The keys at the feet are representing the key to super conscious, for in the union of the conscious and subconscious, enlightenment is achieved. This card fall under the vibration of the number 5.

some extra words:

getting an education
pursuing knowledge
becoming informed
increasing understanding
studying and learning
seeking a deeper meaning
finding out more
having a belief system
sharing a cultural heritage
learning a religious tradition
honoring ritual and ceremony
identifying a world view
following a discipline
knowing where to put your faith

conforming
following the rules
taking an orthodox approach
staying within conventional bounds
adapting to the system
fitting in
going along with the program
doing what's expected
being part of the Establishment

identifying with a group
being committed to a cause
devoting energy to a group
joining an organization
working as part of a team
feeling loyal to others
being in an institutionalized setting

My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender:

You scored higher than 13% on change

You scored higher than 90% on wellbeing

You scored higher than 66% on wisdom

You scored higher than 54% on truth

Link: The What tarot card resembles you Test written by KamikazeParrot on OkCupid, home of the The Dating Persona Test

The Devoted Lover
54% partner focus, 47% aggressiveness, 45% adventurousness

Based on the results of this test, it is highly likely that:

You prefer your romance and love to be traditional rather than daring or out-of-the-ordinary, you would rather be pursued than do the pursuing and, when it comes to physical love, your satisfaction comes more from providing a wonderful time to your partner than simply seeking your own.

This places you in the Lover Style of: The Devoted Lover.

The Devoted Lover is a wonderful Lover Style, and is perhaps the best Lover Style when it comes to developing a long-term, caring and rewarding relationship. The Devoted Lover is a treasure to find, though it is sometimes difficult to time establishing a relationship with one just right; usually, this is the last romantic relationship you'll need to find, so sow any wild oats first.

In terms of physical love, the Devoted Lover can be shy at first but gradually warms and eventually can be a thrilling partner who knows every need of his/her partner. Given a strong and loving relationship, and the right lover, the Devoted Lover can be a delight in bed.

Best Compatibility can probably be found with: The Suave Lover (most of all) or the Classic Lover, or the Carnal Lover.

Congratulations!

If you enjoyed this test, I would love the feedback! Also, you might want to check out some of my other tests if you're interested in the following:

Nerds, Geeks & Dorks

Professional Wrestling

Buffy the Vampire Slayer

America/Politics

Thanks Again! -- THE LOVER STYLE PROFILE TEST

This test tracked 3 variables. How the score compared to the other people's:

Higher than 38% on partner focus

Higher than 38% on aggressiveness

Higher than 27% on adventurousness

Link: The Lover Style Profile Test written by donathos on Ok Cupid

Emo Kid
You are 42% Rational, 14% Extroverted, 28% Brutal, and 14% Arrogant.

You are the Emo Kid, best described as a quiet pussy! You tend to be an intuitive rather than a logical thinker, meaning you rely more on your feelings than your thoughts. Not only that, but you are introverted, gentle, and rather humble. You embody all the traits of the perfect emo kid. You are a push-over, an emotional thinker, gentle to the extent of absurdity, and so humble that it even makes Jesus puke. (And Jesus almost never pukes, being immortal and not requiring an act of puke to dispell toxins from his corporeal manifestation.) If you write poetry, you no doubt write angsty, syrupy lines about depression, sadness, and other such redundant states of emo-being that go something like this:

life is a spike / upon which i have impaled mysefl / fuck you dad

So, your personality is defective because you are too gentle, rather underconfident in yourself, decidely lacking in any rational thought, and also a bit too inhibited. Plus, your poetry really upsets your father.

I probably made you cry, didn't I? Fucking Emo Kid.

To put it less negatively:

1. You are more INTUITIVE than rational.

2. You are more INTROVERTED than extroverted.

3. You are more GENTLE than brutal.

4. You are more HUMBLE than arrogant.

Compatibility:

Your exact opposite is the Smartass.

Other personalities you would probably get along with are the Hippie, the Televangelist, and the Starving Artist.

If you scored near fifty percent for a certain trait (42%-58%), you could very well go either way. For example, someone with 42% Extroversion is slightly leaning towards being an introvert, but is close enough to being an extrovert to be classified that way as well. Below is a list of the other personality types so that you can determine which other possible categories you may fill if you scored near fifty percent for certain traits.

The other personality types:

The Emo Kid: Intuitive, Introverted, Gentle, Humble.

The Starving Artist: Intuitive, Introverted, Gentle, Arrogant.

The Bitch-Slap: Intuitive, Introverted, Brutal, Humble.

The Brute: Intuitive, Introverted, Brutal, Arrogant.

The Hippie: Intuitive, Extroverted, Gentle, Humble.

The Televangelist: Intuitive, Extroverted, Gentle, Arrogant.

The Schoolyard Bully: Intuitive, Extroverted, Brutal, Humble.

The Class Clown: Intuitive, Extroverted, Brutal, Arrogant.

The Robot: Rational, Introverted, Gentle, Humble.

The Haughty Intellectual: Rational, Introverted, Gentle, Arrogant.

The Spiteful Loner: Rational, Introverted, Brutal, Humble.

The Sociopath: Rational, Introverted, Brutal, Arrogant.

The Hand-Raiser: Rational, Extroverted, Gentle, Humble.

The Braggart: Rational, Extroverted, Gentle, Arrogant.

The Capitalist Pig: Rational, Extroverted, Brutal, Humble.

The Smartass: Rational, Extroverted, Brutal, Arrogant.

Be sure to take my Sublime Philosophical Crap Test if you are interested in taking a slightly more intellectual test that has just as many insane ramblings as this one does!

About Saint_Gasoline

I am a self-proclaimed pseudo-intellectual who loves dashes. I enjoy science, philosophy, and fart jokes and water balloons, not necessarily in that order. I spend 95% of my time online, and the other 5% of my time in the bathroom, longing to get back on the computer. If, God forbid, you somehow find me amusing instead of crass and annoying, be sure to check out my blog and my webcomic at SaintGasoline.com.

This test tracked 4 variables. How the score compared to the other people's:

Higher than 36% on Rationality

Higher than 10% on Extroversion

Higher than 25% on Brutality

Higher than 7% on Arrogance

Link: The Personality Defect Test written by saint_gasoline on Ok Cupid

Music gets the best of me, but guess who gets the rest of me.

2007-03-15T15:46:00.000-07:00

^ This is a line from my new musical goddess, Sophie Ellis Bextor. And I just have to wonder how I didn't stumble on her before. She's wonderful, and actually quite pretty. So far, my favorites are "Music Gets the Best of Me" and "Murder on the Dancefloor." Ahh...sweet ecstasy. She's amazing. Not Natalie Imbruglia amazing, but more like Kylie Minogue amazing. AAAHHH! I must must MUST have more of her music! I'll be searching fervently to find more of her music!

Anyways, I watched "Moulin Rouge" last night. Talk about the most frenetic, ADD movie ever. I thought I was going to be like those little Japanese kids who had seizures thanks to Porygon and Pikachu. It was kind of sweet, but I still don't understand all the hype about it. If that was Ewan McGregor's real voice, I'm extreeeemely impressed.

I finished The Swimming-Pool Library, and I must say that this most recent foray into homosexual male literature left me a bit dry in the mouth. In the spirit of the novel's setting (UK), I'll use a somewhat fabricated and politically incorrect blend of cockney (courtesy Eliza Doli'l) and uptown Bri'ish vernacular. So, it begins:

Wot wit' all this talk o' buggers doin' buggery and sich, you'd think this bloke Hollin'hu'st woulda 'ad a bi' o' litrater teh back 'er up...Okay, I can't do this. Anyways, the book had its interesting parts, but overall did not greatly impress me. I suppose that the novel's importance springs from its being a groundbreaking bit of gay literature, but in contemporary times, it doesn't seem to have a profound impact on my views. I did enjoy, but it does not have the privilege of being a favorite book. I'll have some nice quotations from it up on my facebook soon, though. At least it had its moments. I'd recommend it, but only after you've finished up something that you've REALLY been looking forward to reading.

I think I'll stick to British music (SOPHIE!) more than contemporary British lit. Victorian stuff is cool, but it seems that the literary worth of the UK was severely downgraded with the presence of Neil Gaiman (curse you!). Let's see...things like Vanity Fair make Brit lit for me, but past that period I kind of feel out of place. There's a lot of name-dropping and "local color," as it were. Oh well. I'll keep trying. At least Mishima pleases as a gay author. Is it bad that I agree with a lot of his idealogy? Fortunately, the book had one redeeming factor: I decided I'd like to try out Genet's Our Lady of the Flowers because of all the references to it. Some author named Firbank was mentioned (to a GREAT extent), but I don't feel so interested in him. Maybe some other time. Love Always!

Check out her vid for "Get Over You." It's awesome!

What the night brings on in me...that's not the title.

2007-03-13T06:38:00.000-07:00

As seen through the filter of rococo
ambience, the likes of which are
present from the bristles of a greying
coast: Thirsty reliquary seeks to curb
the roasting brand of meaningful and
"I can't find the...I can't yet find
the talcum in my heartbeat, no, in
you," to which I must reply that all that
remains for inundation is the deadened frisson
of a greased
over sunrise.

Poetics...no titolo...title...

2007-03-12T06:07:00.000-07:00

Patinad suns that raze the
Parapets of powdered breasts and stunted
Swimmer dreams, they bruise
the harried steeple 'til it
Cries, "Six o' clock! Six o' clock!
Time again for yes and reddened
Shoulderblades. The mirrors in the
Bedroom, so these shook you from the
Chaff." And yes, I'm layered over sediments
of dusk. Roll on top of me come morning and,
"I'm ready to see someone about all this."

What is beauty?

2007-03-11T09:20:00.000-07:00

What is beauty but a golden temple, a detriment to those who are not a subject of such beauty? Is it but the fleeting note of a flute or the ephemeral life of an iris, swooping, arching, snapping its verdant tendons? This, the destructive power of beauty and its oppressive quality, is a major theme from the novel I just read, Yukio Mishima's The Temple of the Golden Pavilion. It was quite a trip. I always enjoy Mishima's books simply because they discuss themes in opposition to another writer whom I like, Oscar Wilde. In the face of Wilde's carefully practiced worship of the aesthetically pleasing, Mishima creates a portrait, nay, a harsh and brutal catastrophe of colors, that shows the "true" aspect and essence of beauty. Ahhh...nice. I also like the way that certain symbols span the entire novel, leading to an interwoven, though somewhat convoluted, showcase of the inescapability of these ideas. Mishima's bitter childhood was spent as a sickly boy with a yellow pallor. He was scrawny and wimpy. Then, rising up to become an idol, the perfect image of a contemporary samurai, obsessed with the ideals of feudal Japan and honor, he cast doubt on the intrinsic concept of himself. Why should he be beautiful? For death.

Anyways...now that I've had that cathartic trifle of writing, I must discuss things of a very different nature. In other words, things that relate to my life personally. I've decided to give Peter "another chance." I don't really think of it that way, but no matter what rhetoric I use to describe what I'm giving him, all will invariably term it "another chance." I know what most people have told me, and I've taken it under careful consideration. My parents told me that they were proud that I had enough self-respect to end the relationship when it was causing me pain. My friends were happy that I had finally accepted the "correct" course of action. I am glad that I have had your advice. And I am glad that I have your support. But now I have to ask for everyone's support in this new endeavor. I love Peter. It's a concrete yet abstract fact. I want him to be able to show me that he loves me in the same way that I love him. I've told him this, I've set down the stipulations for this, and I can only hope that he will take my forgiveness seriously and keep his word. I want to be happy with him. I know that some may not approve, but I can't help the love that I feel for someone. If I could, life would be ten billion times easier. I know now that I will not stay in a relationship with him if he mistreats me or breaks his promises. And I know that his behavior from the past cannot be excused by his behavior now. And I know there have been occasions in the past when he has improved for a while but then slipped backwards past apathy and on into (unrecognized) cruelty. If he does that again, I assure everyone that I will not stand by quietly. This is his ultimate chance with me.

That wasn't supposed to carry so much gravity. I'm actually feeling pretty good about things, and I want everyone to know that I am happy. Love Always!

A Maelstrom of Pages and Words!

2007-03-10T06:06:00.000-08:00

I'm finally able to read again! I haven't had the time lately, so I'm taking all of spring break to take advantage of having a fairly enviable book collection. My Yukio Mishima obsession is taking root again, and I'm liking The Temple of the Golden Pavilion more and more with every page. Dramatic, no?

I'm so glad that I finally have the time to read things outside of class. I've felt like I've been getting behind in my own reading, which sometimes makes me feel like my brain is losing its edge. However, I know that's not true because I had an argument with a very stupid person who didn't know that Ouranos was the father of Cronus in Greek mythology. Caelus is the Roman version. The person kept stupidly insisting that Ouranos was the Roman name because the Roman gods were named after planets. News flash, honey, but the planets were named after Greco-Roman times. Dear goodness. For any inquiries into how I know so much about the Greek gods, check into a tenth grade English class at RCHS. Mrs. Hickox's was especially all-encompassing.

I didn't bring back my sketchpad for the break, which is a shame. When I did a little doodle on my notebook during history last week, I found that it's much easier and faster for me to create a good and detailed picture. I was pretty proud of it. I should draw more often.

Hmmm...not much else to do now except make some homemade hot chocolate (with Splenda, of course) and settle into the couch with my copy of The Temple. Love Always!

Sanitation Squad...UNITE!!

2007-03-08T18:14:00.000-08:00

So Christopher came down for his first visit to me at Athens! Yea! I haven't seen him since Christmas break, and I needed a new battery for my car, so he helped me change it. We went out for Olive Garden later with Kacie and had a rockin' awesome time. Olive Garden was very impressive. I just wish I'd ordered whatever it was that Kacie ordered because it tasted amazing. Anyways, after that I worked on my history paper some. I came up with my topic for my women's studies paper:

All Your Lace Are Belong to Us
The Depiction of Women in Video Games

My subject headings are wittier, I think, and I have a lot of personal data to go from. Now I just have to find some resources. That shouldn't be hard at all. I'm not sure that I'm prepared for my American lit test tomorrow. I guess I'll just try to have a good sleep and a healthy breakfast tomorrow and hope for the best. Li'l Susy is the devil, guys. Love Always!

Yeah, yeah. Just your typical moving on strong guy kind of stuff...

2007-03-07T19:36:00.000-08:00

So Peter and I are done. Our relationship has dissolved into absolute nothingness. I'm angry, and I'm sad. I'm mostly frustrated. I feel like...well, I'd hate to hurt any feelings, so I'll just keep these thoughts to myself. I can tell you that I'm not happy. I'm not horribly depressed or suicidal or anything. I'm just remorseful...as any human being would be. I don't know. Hopefully things will pick up soon. At least I can look forward to spring break. Maybe I'll go swimming or something down at the river. Did that sound like a line from Huck Finn? I hate men. I hate them so much.

Musical Musings

2007-03-07T09:55:00.000-08:00

Step 1: Put your MP3 player or whatever on random. - As an extra bonus to you, I only included my 5 star songs.
Step 2: Post the first line(s) from the first 30 songs that play, no matter how embarrassing the song [well, 35, since there were 5 instrumentals.]
Step 3: Post and let everyone you know guess what song and artist the lines come from.
Step 4: Bold out the songs when someone guesses correctly.
Step 5: Looking them up on Google or any other search engine is not cool.

1. Oh my life is changing everyday
2. She sits alone waiting for suggestions
3. I stand in the distance, I view from afar
4. Don't wantcha for the weekend
5. Sky fits heaven, so fly it
6. When you’re on top of the world Or it’s got you down
7. I could wait all night and day To go to a party
8. Fly like a butterfly
9. My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard
10. She wears a long fur coat of mink even in the summertime
11. Time goes by so slowly for those who wait
12. I didn't hear you leave I wonder how am I still here
13. Give me the song and I'll sing it like I mean it
14. I can't help but feel alive
15. The club 'bout to close in a minute
16. Vera's face burnt as a memory of bedroom fun
17. Why don't I like the girl I see?
18. Well it's been a while since I looked into your eyes
19. You're not seventeen to be missing him like you do
20. If you can't dance, If you can't dance
21. I was sick and tired of everything when I called you last night from Glasgow
22. I don't mind you telling me what's been on your mind lately
23. How long can you make me wait here?
24. Lady, hear me tonight
25. Commercial's just done
26. It is the passion flowing round through your veins
27. It came on like a hurricane and I don't understand
28. I'm just a simple girl
29. All I know is everything is not as it's sold
30. When you walk into the room, blood rushes through my veins

Insomniac Musing Theater

2007-03-05T21:18:00.000-08:00

I'm so tired. And drowning in discontent. I'm upset because he can sleep and I can't. I'm upset because I feel like I've tried so hard for so long to be everything, and he hasn't. I'm upset because I feel like I can't talk to him, and he's always saying that he wants me to. I'm upset because I want to be quiet every once in a while, and he doesn't give me that option. I'm upset because he gets the things he wants from me, but he doesn't seem to reciprocate. I'm upset because I feel like I can't talk to him about all this because we've had so many fights in the past couple of weeks. I'm upset because everyone's telling me what I should do about him, and I just don't know what to do anymore. I'm upset because he's content with everything, and I'm not. Urgh.

(/angst)

Love Always.

Overwhelming disappointment...

2007-02-27T13:17:00.000-08:00

Well...I finished Neverwhere, and I must say that I'm not all that impressed by Neil Gaiman at all. The story had some potential, but it went down the pot by the ending. It's also pretty much a deus ex machina ending, which I was kind of disappointed in. And I prefer that books have some sort of impact on my life. This one didn't give me a new perspective at all. Oh well.

The current book that I'm reading is called Princess Masako: Prisoner of the Chrysanthemum Throne, which details the current crown princess of Japan's repression in her role as a princess. The book has been very informative so far, and although I don't typically enjoy nonfiction readings, I'm enjoying this one a good deal. The rituals that the royals have to endure are rather...well, I hesitate to say anything negative because that's the reason that Japanese rituals are so clandestine. It's kind of sad, to be honest.

Also, I can't shake the feeling that something bad is going on. I don't know. Maybe it's just my imagination, but I feel like a change needs to come about for me. I'm not sad or anything; I just need something to change somehow. Hmmm...I'm just a bit tired of this current complacency. I feel like no matter how hard I'm working right now, I can't seem to get out of this rut. I'll work on it, though. I just wish some of the people around me would work on it as well.

I guess I'd better get back to my reading for now. Love always!

Gentle sleep, why do you elude me?

2007-02-25T19:22:00.000-08:00

I've been so tired these past few days. I don't know what's going on. Kacie suggested that I might be getting too much sleep, which is always a possibility. I don't usually wake up after eight, but today I woke up at half past nine.

Yesterday evening I went to see Pan's Labyrinth at the theater. Although it was a good movie conceptually, I had to close my eyes for several scenes. I can't stand blood. Also, I was EXTREMELY depressed by the ending because I just can't stand to watch young children experience the type of emotions expressed in the film. Kids that young don't have the capacity to process those types of things healthily. They just can't cope, and it kind of kills me, even if it is just acting, to watch people below the age of around fifteen be mistreated. I mean, I can't stand to see anyone mistreated, but with children, it hurts me a lot. I kind of cried on Kacie's shoulder when the credits started to roll, but then I had to clean myself up before the lights came on. I know that everyone in the theater heard an audible sobbing noise come from my mouth and nose though. Oh well. I'll never see those people again.

So this week I'll be making a spinach and mozzarella stromboli and chik'n salad croissants (cwaw-sah) for dinner two nights this week. Then I'll be doing the cookies and cream dessert that my mom and grandmother used to make for me all the time. I'm looking forward to it a lot! I like to cook when I get to choose what I'm cooking.

I've got to try to get some sleep though. Hmmm...no, warm milk is not an option, so maybe I'll try counting sheep. But then I'll start thinking about Harvest Moon. I wish I wasn't so ADD. Love Always!

What's so wrong with taking a look?

2007-02-22T18:21:00.000-08:00

Okay, so I'm nineteen years old. Not yet completely an independent adult, yet still at an age where I'm able to think for myself. I am NOT an idiot. Right? I mean, you'd think that with a straight A record in HS, an enviable SAT score (I mean, 750 on the English side alone? Come on!), and a variety of extracurricular accomplishments, I'd be considered a relatively intelligent person. Right? No, somebody tell me if I'm making incorrect assumptions here.

So why do I still get treated like a child by some people? I could understand it if it was just a little advice here and there, but I feel like everything I do is completely dominated by someone else's point of view. AUGH! Why can't people realize that I am a person of volition. I KNOW what I am doing, and I don't need direction from people whom I consider my PEERS. If those people were my actual superiors, I would consider taking their advice, but they're practically the same age.

Anyways, I signed up for advising today. Got a late appointment that falls on March 22. Yeah, really late. I'm kind of sad about it simply because I'm hoping I can get into Dr. Wilson's class again next semester. She was SO informative. I've also been checking out this one comparative lit class taught by a certain Masaki Mori. Under his/her profile, it says that he/she is interested in Yasunari Kawabata, an author whom I find very interesting also. I'd love it if I could take a class where I could study his works. Hmmm...please don't let all my favorite classes fill up!

Nothing much is going on right now. I have some Ezra Pound to take a gander at, and then I'll probably cry myself to sleep. Not really, but it's tempting. Love always!

Wednesday, the Cruel Mistress

2007-02-21T09:22:00.000-08:00

Happy birthday to my brother! Wow, things are happening so quickly!! I'll be twenty years old (it's so scary just to write that!) this year. Anyways, I'm just sitting here, about to dive into the book for book club this week, so I figured I'd blog a bit. Last night the D&D campaign I created was cancelled by Randy and Collin. I'm pretty irritated about it for a variety of reasons:

1. I invested time in creating the campaign.
2. Everyone was enjoying the campaign
3. I had spent half an hour that day thinking of excellent bonuses for the players
4. Their method for telling me that it was cancelled was rather childish

Basically, they're starting a new campaign where they can power level (lame), but I'm not playing. This will be, what, the third campaign to begin this semester? I'm seeing an imminent cancellation in its future. It's stupid to waste more time on it. I don't know. It's just so arbitrary whether we play or not now. It seems like we go over to their house and just veg out for an hour and never get anything done. Not a fun time for people like me.

Besides that, nothing too emotionally rattling has happened lately. I accidentally overdrew my account earlier last week, which put me in a bad mood for this week. I've worked out a way to keep from spending a lot of money, though. I've decided that something like that is never, I repeat, NEVER going to happen again. It's a pain, and I feel really guilty afterwards. I hate money. Kacie and I devised an excellent recipe for gumbo! The ingredients were really cheap, too! The priciest thing was the pound of shrimp that I bought, and it was only five dollars! Plus, there is still plenty of gumbo left, so it's a meal for more than one night! Also, we had an awesome veggie burger dinner last night where we whipped out the George Foreman grill and went to town toasting the buns. I love eating on a budget because it forces you to be creative! I have yet to eat a single packet of cheap ramen for a meal while I've been at college, so I'm feeling pretty culinarily artistic. Well, I'd better get on that book. Love always!

Twiddle Your Pills

2007-02-15T12:02:00.000-08:00

So the reading for my book club this week is supposed to be Neil Gaiman's Neverwhere. Now, perhaps it's just me, but I can't really get into it. Instead, I find our next reading to be much more interesting (selected works of the Marquis de Sade) than what I'm supposed to be reading. Hopefully I'll get into it, but if not then I have no real motivation for finishing it. I will, but I'm not looking forward to it. Book club has been very exciting though! Battle Royale was definitely a page turner and I enjoyed the social implications! I liked it more than its English counterpart Lord of the Flies due to its inclusion of character motivation and its lack of preachy archetypal crud. It's definitely not a book for most people though. Lots of violence. Heaps of it, in fact. I remember cringing during a few moments. Yeah. Meanwhile, these next few books are still stewing on my shelf:

The Art of War by Niccolo Machiavelli
The Art of War by Sun Tzu
Diary of a Mad Old Man by Junichiro Tanizaki
Kokoro by Natsume Soseki
The Temple of the Golden Pavilion by Yukio Mishima
Acts of Worship by Yukio Mishima
Palm-of-the-Hand Stories by Yasunari Kawabata
The Handmaid's Tale by Margaret Atwood
A Clockwork Orange by I don't recall at the moment and I don't want to bend over to look at the cover
The Children of Odin: Nordic Gods and Heroes by Padraic Colum
Slapstick by Kurt Vonnegut
Fathers and Sons by Ivan Turgenev
Lady Chatterly's Lover by D.H. Lawrence

I wish I could just spend the rest of my life reading. Wouldn't that be awesome?

My mom and little sister came up and bought me some new clothes. Well, my little sister didn't, but my mom did. Beth was there to get her prom dress, and that took a long time. The dress she chose is really pretty although my mom and I did have quite a few good choices. Then we went to the mall and bought some really awesome clothes for me. I now have two new collared shirts that have cool vintage prints on the front and back and a dark pair of cargo pants. Yea for new clothes!!

Yesterday, as you all know, was Valentine's Day. I must say...I was a little saddened by it. I felt REALLY special when I woke up to a box of Whitman's chocolates in my mail (courtesy of my parents!) and a Valentine hunt hidden all around my bedroom. However, things kind of dwindled around the evening. I don't know. It just wasn't that awesome. Perhaps it was just the sugar high that I had maintained all day wearing off, but probably not.

Anyways, on a happier note (?), I had an Italian test yesterday that I think I may have aced. I need to get to writing my essay, though. And reading for book club.

Aahh...genesis.

2007-02-14T11:57:00.000-08:00

So...instead of working on an essay that I should be doing or studying for my imminent history exam or reading about the Marquis de Sade, I've decided to bless the web with a blog from yours truly. I try to keep journals, but my hand usually cramps up after five minutes, so here I am. What can you do? To elaborate, the title of my blog stems from my belief that so many people today are completely one-dimensional. Why? When we have so much at our fingertips, why do people pigeonhole themselves and define each other with labels? I'm sick of it. First of all, I'll get rid of all the tedious introductory stuff and let you know who I am, and maybe through the course of reading my bloggy-blog, you (the disembodied, probably nonexistent audience) can deduce why I am that way. Here's a short personality quiz that you'd find in any random chain email:

Gender: Male

What makes you happiest? Friends and laughter, but since that's probably too generic, I'll throw in a little Natalie Imbruglia and Yukio Mishima. I love to read, write, and draw. And although I don't really have the energy for it, I like to read essays and critical analyses of literature sometimes. Lame, I know.

Significant Other: His name is Peter.

Favorite Music: Almost all kinds except for indie crap and emo garbage. I don't really like metal or "hard" rap either. They're just too high and mighty.

Favorite Musical Artist: Umm...duh. Natalie Imbruglia

Favorite Actor/Actress: Anne Hathaway and Jeff Palmer. Am I a bad person??

Favorite Magazine: GQ

Favorite Literary Figure: The nameless protagonist of Confessions of a Mask or the three younger sisters from The Makioka Sisters.

Favorite Food: Anything I can put in my mouth and not vomit. Seriously, though, I really like Thai curry and maki.

Favorite Language: Italian. Yea!

Favorite J-Pop artist: Utada Hikaru, but Kudou Mai follows close behind!!

Are you an otaku? I like to think I'm not.

Are you an emo-kid? Kill me if I ever become one. No questions. Just do it.

Are you a gamer? Yeah...I'm a nerd.

What's your favorite animal? KITTENS!!

Favorite color? I like all of them except for orange. It's just not very pretty.

What school of thought do you adhere to most? Probably the school of aesthetics.

Did you make up this entire "personality quiz?" Yeah...

Also, did you know that "Machiavelli" is actually the anglicized version of Niccolo's actual name, which is "Machiavegli?" Makes a bit more sense now, doesn't it?

Oh, and here's an interesting little tidbit for you. These are all the themed birthday cakes that I can ever remember having:

Garfield cake
Pikachu cake
Harry Potter and Hagrid cake
Driver's License cake
Spongebob Squarepants cake
Super Mario cake (two of them, actually)

To contextualize this info, I'm 19. There you go. Outtie, guys!!