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[Jul. 3rd, 2006|09:19 pm] |
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| | Dad watching and reacting to TV | ] |
Hellloooo again from Brooklin. I have my college laptop, Anastasia, but, with this internet connection I can't check up on places like myspace and Facebook. I have to go to the library for that. But in case you're all wondering if I've been marooned on an island, no, I'm just fine. My delightful Swedish visitors are with us now so we adventure a lot more than we normally would to Acadia National Park, Bar Harbor, Castine, Stonington, Ellsworth, and the like. This is an eventful week with fourth of July, a pan dance, Pirates 2 (!!!), and my grandfather's birthday. After that, I may foray up into Canada with my international friends. They are really in love with this region, as am I of course. Acadia today was grrrreat. We hiked 3 miles around Jordan Pond and ate popovers and saw the views from Cadillac Mountain. Ahhhh wondrous. I hope your summers are all unfurling as majestically, however exhaustingly. It just may be time for sleep already. Love. |
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[Jun. 22nd, 2006|11:23 am] |
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Hello dears! My time is almost up on the computer at Friend Memorial Library, Brooklin, ME, so I'll make this quick. This place is so beautiful, I don't care if you're in Tahiti, I think this is better. The only thing that could best it is probably New Zealand, but NZ bests everything, doesn't it? The days are lazy, I'm trying to figure out precisely what to do with myself... if my laptop gets here soon I may write a play. For now it's journalling and letters. Love. |
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| Four teeth less the wiser. |
[Jun. 2nd, 2006|10:42 am] |
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| | drained | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Cavil at Rest - Flower of Rhodes | ] |
I can now line up my teeth and lack of's, clench, and bear the sweet metallic throb of my little mouth-fist. I can feel both my lips again and finally looked in the mirror at the moon face this swollen jawline fleshes out to. I can discern the cross-stitching in my gums by the taughtness at the back of my embroidery hoop mouth. I can spoon chocolate pudding for dinner and cinnamon applesauce for breakfast if I match the metal curve to my tongue and slick the two past each other gingerly, tilt my head back and draw the slush toward my throat slowly, slowly. I am glad to have my pain after all the numbness because it is my pain and I can treat it or stand it now, rather than be at the mercy of a stranger's novicaine like I was even eleven hours after he had drawn out the tangram of teeth and handed it to me in a manilla envelope. I might be audacious enough to call it some kind of dignity to know where to put the rim of the glass again or how far to unhinge my face before it hurts, but even that seems pathetic. If I weren't such a self-pitier maybe I would remember I am not so important and in not so much hurt and that, if I remember my theology, I am not meant to be in control anyway. This sort of "dignity" is just self-centered pride, and I wonder if other dignities are so far from it, if there is any decent claim of mine except the choice to realize nothing ever was, ever is. Will we try to amass our own belongings or belong to something greater than anything capable of being labelled lowercase "mine?" Perhaps I should not try to wax philosophical when I am four teeth less the wiser, but I am throbbing with thoughts nonetheless. |
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| I received "D" from rxb5404. |
[May. 17th, 2006|08:09 am] |
| [ | mood |
| |  artistic | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Heartstrings - Her New Disaster | ] |
"Comment on this entry and I will give you a letter. Write ten words beginning with that letter in your journal, including an explanation what the word means to you and why, and than pass out letters to those who want to play along."
Debaucharies: Everyone should start using this word as a more eloquent substitute for "orgies." I acted out one as a Fosse whore in Pippin, but generally I like to avoid today's all-too-frequent orgiastic events, dances. Dances where "dancing" is grinding against another human being like a pole. It's not about connection and partnership anymore like ballroom dancing which, for this reason, is much sexier.
Drizzle: I take a honey of this (scratch that, reverse it) in my cup of Earl Grey on occassion. I take a chocolate of this (scratch that, reverse it) atop icecream and frappuchinos. D-licious.
Dramamine: Every year on the road trip to Maine, I used to become really car sick and had to take this bitter pill before I'd learned to swallow medicine. We put it in applesauce and milk with sugar and in a straw in a cup of water but it was always the nastiest experience.
Dreyfus: Richard is great in Jaws and the Goodbye Girl.
Doodle: What I do in class rather than pay attention. I leave lots of them in textbooks to entertain or freak out future owners.
Dundee: As in crocodile or the pudding. I haven't seen the former nor tasted the latter.
Delight: I take this in many things. Naps outside in the grass, cookies warm from the oven, the way the cuffs of my jeans swish about my ankles when I walk in the ocean without cuffing them, good hair days, friends' laughter, music with steady drumbeats and xylophones.
Dewees: My favorite area of the beach that has a lovely little jasmine-lined brick path to the sand. The fragrance of jasmine is so heady there right now, it's glorious.
Decadent: My taste in desserts. Chocolate and baked goods and ice cream are my weaknesses, I freely admit.
Drumroll: What I wish I could do on the drums. Casey and Peter have both attempted to teach me, but I'm too uptight and can't let the stick just bounce on the snare like it's supposed to. Someday... |
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| drunk on course catalog |
[May. 1st, 2006|10:13 pm] |
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| |  geeky | ] |
Woo! College is going to be confusing. I've been browsing Northwestern's "helpful" tools for course selection, etc. etc. and I am mighty frazzled by the infinite options. I need to up my organizational skills like whoa and figure out what I have to do to major the way I want without going stark raving mad. On the plus side, I think I was right to sign on as a Drama major in Weinberg. The balance of literary and performance study of theatre should be right up my alley, though I'll have to work hard to master both areas. I think I'm little miss theatre right now, but I have an inkling I will be proven wrong and it will be a good thing for me. I'm especially worried about keeping up on the performance end of things. This ain't highschool, after all. I also wonder how much time I'll have for electives. Oh - and I can go for Honors in Drama by completing a project (play!) my senior year. I'm experiencing course possibility overload. What I'll do with all this I also don't exactly know. Maybe somewhere in this world someone will want me to bring the Bard to the masses. Also - I think I might want to get a teaching certificate, but I think to do this I'd have to be an English major, so... yea. A writing minor may be possible. I haven't even gotten to look at the religion and philosophy courses yet. I don't think I'm making much sense. Oy! What a rush! I need to drink this in in smaller sips... |
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| States Festival! |
[Apr. 6th, 2006|02:46 pm] |
| [ | Current Location |
| | Tampa, FL | ] |
| [ | mood |
| |  chillllll... | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Jane Eyre - Sweet Liberty | ] |
"Conga" - Superior, "Housewife" - Excellent, "Children of a Lesser God" - Superior. Hooray troupe 1187! |
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| Knew it. |
[Apr. 3rd, 2006|11:13 pm] |
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| |  content | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Led Zepplin - Just a Woman | ] |
| You Are a Chocolate Chip Cookie | 
Traditional and conservative, most people find you comforting.
You're friendly and easy to get to know. This makes you very popular - without even trying! |
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| (no subject) |
[Mar. 29th, 2006|11:16 pm] |
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| | hopeful | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Queen - Don't Stop Me Now | ] |
NORTHWESTERN. ME. IT'S ON! |
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| You sunk my battleship! |
[Mar. 20th, 2006|11:35 pm] |
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| | calm | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Kanye West - Touch the Sky | ] |
| You Are Kermit | 
Hi, ho! Lovable and friendly, you get along well with everyone you know.
You're a big thinker, and sometimes you over think life's problems.
Don't worry - everyone know's it's not easy being green.
Just remember, time's fun when you're having flies! |
Spring break is not long enough! I need a timetable to keep track of when my friends are in and out of town, and I have so many people I would like to spend time with. But I'm doin' my darndest to milk this thing before it's done. Tomorrow I am going to Universal Studios with a friend. I'll be back Wednesday night - practically Thursday - FYI to all those of you who would like to hang out. And we're going to write The Beach House when...? *shrug*
Never underestimate the fun of board games, lawn games, tea time, or canoodling.
Lalalalalalalife is wonderful. |
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| Thespis owns me |
[Mar. 8th, 2006|12:18 am] |
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| | elated | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Amber is the color of your energy.... | ] |
EHS RJ has provided Billy Valentine with a transcendental experience. After interfacing with our talent his conciousness has expanded to encompass the fact that highschoolers can indeed do Shakespeare. And how. I can't believe how incredible this show is. I don't want it to end. Right now I feel like I could perform it every night until graduation. These people, this place, this play... my lord why am I so blessed?
The day was pure bliss. A nap on the sun-dappled green of the soccer field beneath a mossy oak under a cloudless blue sky as the breeze ruffled our hair... I would that every day were so.
The stranger is a long-awaited friend.
Life is beyond good. |
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| Mind games |
[Feb. 18th, 2006|10:59 am] |
| [ | mood |
| |  anxious | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Justin King - Change | ] |
Normally, Variety Show would have been in April. It would have been my last high school performance. I would have already said my senior goodbyes. It's February, I have performances yet to come, but the convuluted fine arts calendar has screwed my mind into thinking about those senior goodbyes... Annabel has been plotting maps of the east coast and where we all might be next year, we scattered little dots of ink, and my mind is blank, more all-consuming than any thought in that it can't understand how that leaf of notepaper could become the new reality. I wish but for the thing I have... how should I leave it?
love, |
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| He's not mewing, he's singing in Icelandic. |
[Feb. 12th, 2006|11:07 am] |
| [ | mood |
| |  okay | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Sigur Ros | ] |
'Ello loves. What goes on in the wide world where you are? I feel a little distant. And this sparse entry is really going to help, right?
Here, I am frantically memorizing Romeo and Juliet. "Ay me!" We're about to get into the heavy duty acting work. I am nervous and excited, mostly the latter.
My cold is still waning, waning, waning... practically gone.
My dad is having me apply for all these scholarships. One has the essay topic, "Which great military leader would you most like to meet?" Ummm.... Does Colonel Potter count?
Valentine's Day. Meh. I don't like the idea of an institutionalized romantic holiday. Nonetheless...
| Your Candy Heart Says "First Kiss" | 
You're a true romantic who brings an innocent hope to each new relationship.
You see the good in every person you date, and you relish each step of falling in love.
Your ideal Valentine's Day date: a romantic dinner your sweetie cooks for you
Your flirting style: friendly and sweet
What turns you off: cynics who don't believe in romance
Why you're hot: you always keep the romance alive |
| Your Five Factor Personality Profile | 
Extroversion:
You have medium extroversion.
You're not the life of the party, but you do show up for the party.
Sometimes you are full of energy and open to new social experiences.
But you also need to hibernate and enjoy your "down time."
Conscientiousness:
You have medium conscientiousness.
You're generally good at balancing work and play.
When you need to buckle down, you can usually get tasks done.
But you've been known to goof off when you know you can get away with it.
Agreeableness:
You have high agreeableness.
You are easy to get along with, and you value harmony highly.
Helpful and generous, you are willing to compromise with almost anyone.
You give people the benefit of the doubt and don't mind giving someone a second chance.
Neuroticism:
You have low neuroticism.
You are very emotionally stable and mentally together.
Only the greatest setbacks upset you, and you bounce back quickly.
Overall, you are typically calm and relaxed - making others feel secure.
Openness to experience:
Your openness to new experiences is high.
In life, you tend to be an early adopter of all new things and ideas.
You'll try almost anything interesting, and you're constantly pushing your own limits.
A great connoisseir of art and beauty, you can find the positive side of almost anything. |
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| (no subject) |
[Feb. 5th, 2006|03:29 pm] |
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Here's to people that cut you to the quick -- may we never expect when and ever wonder how. |
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| "Songbird put your voice to mine..." |
[Feb. 1st, 2006|07:26 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | optimistic | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Cavil at Rest - All is Well and Good | ] |
upbeetmusic.com:
I seldom say this, but I truly admire your collective philosophy, as mentioned on your site: "Cavil at Rest is a moniker that connotes a sense of love and shared determination". The message that you guys seem to be promoting is an incredibly positive one. To what do you attribute that optimisim?
Ryan:
It just stems from our relationships as brothers and band mates. We spend so much time together both having fun and working hard that we’ve found it can be no other way. What’s the alternative? Life’s too short to always be whining or pessimistic. We’re just having too much fun this way.
upbeetmusic.com:
Any final thoughts before you bid us "adieu"?
Ryan:
Challenge yourself. Step outside trends, scenes, stereotypes, egos, TV, radio, ...whatever. You’ve heard it before but really, you’ve got to explore the world. It’s bigger and more amazing than you think. It might be pretty screwed up looking on the News at 11 (and it may very well be very screwed up at times), but don’t let it get you. You as a person, all of humanity, is capable of incredible things when we step outside of ourselves and our self-imposed limits. You know it’s true when you’re honest with yourself, when no one’s looking. In no way do we want to come off like we’re even close to the picture of perfection. I complain, I get hung up, I turn away and keep walking, I get self-conscious, and so on forever. But it’s just an ideal that has come about from letting life form me, learning from experience. I believe it’s worth striving for.
Read the rest of the interview at upbeetmusic.com or check out Cavil at Rest on myspace and purevolume. |
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| *nudged* |
[Jan. 30th, 2006|08:39 pm] |
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| | amused | ] |
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| | Just the wayyyy you look toniiiiiight...! | ] |
Here ya go, Rob:
Winter Formal was fun Saturday night. Dinner at Lemongrass was delicious. Cool kids abound. Lots of people had their best Winter Formal time ever, but personally it felt a little stale. No one's fault but my own because I let the stress of planning overshadow the event, and I had too great a time at last year's to be topped, but I did enjoy beating my date Rob at chess! Alas, Mario the ballroom dancer I met at Bolero's was unreachable - a busy signal everytime I called - but we shall merengue again someday...
RJ is going by so quickly! The first act is entirely blocked and we're now into the second. Tragic scenes are so intense. I can't wait to really act them, sans scripts. The words are literally getting in the way. I really see the sparkle of a great show though. This will be an amazing way to wrap up my blessed journey through EHS theatre.
Tomorrow is touring day! I'm really looking forward to the sing-alongs with the old folks because I think we will be off-key and laughing most of the time. *snrk* The best singalong ever was at my house tonight. James, Eliz S, Abel, Rach, Liz, and I had pizza and did a huge medley of random musical songs. I love my friends.
I hate calculus. And as for the Valentine paper, it's hit or miss, but I'm really proud that was able to do even that much with Jungian analysis. Score! School just doesn't seem to matter anymore. My best class is history, which is all BS. Isn't that saying something?
Happy? :) |
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| *hums* |
[Jan. 22nd, 2006|10:37 am] |
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Happy birthday to me, happy birthday to me... |
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| (no subject) |
[Jan. 14th, 2006|06:43 pm] |
True English Nerd
You scored 76 erudition! |
Not only do you know your subjects from your objects and your definite
from your indefinite articles, but you've got quite a handle on the
literature and the history of the language as well. Huzzah, and well
done! The English snobs of Boston salute you. |  |
My test tracked 1 variable How you compared to other people your age and gender: | You scored higher than 60% on erudition |
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