The Hodgepodge that is the Q Continuum

Suzuki Cycles - Product Lines - Cycles - Products - Burgman 650 - 2011 - AN650A

2011-09-26T02:35:00.000-05:00

Suzuki Cycles - Product Lines - Cycles - Products - Burgman 650 - 2011 - AN650A

I want this beacuse of reasons.

This door shall yield to no command, save for a song from a genuine band

2011-09-21T23:54:00.003-05:00

La da da da da

I'm gonna bury you in the ground.

La da da da da

I'm gonna bury you with my sound.

I'm gonna drink the red from your pretty pink veins I'm gonna-

Sorry I don't treat you like a goddess,

is that what you want me to do?

Sorry I don't treat you like you're perfect

like all your little loyal subjects do.

Sorry I'm not made of sugar and I'm not sweet enough for you.

Is that why you always avoid me?

That must be such an inconvenience to you, well-

I'm just your problem

I'm just your problem

It's like I'm not even a person, am I?

I'm just your problem.

Well, I shouldn't have to justify what I do.

I shouldn't have to prove anything to you.

I'm sorry that I exist I forget I'm an enemy on your black list

But, I shouldn't have to be the one that makes up with you.

So, why do I want to?

Why do I want to?

Can this really be true? Please, please, please, please, please?

2010-05-27T05:55:00.000-05:00

Thursday, May 27th, 2010 -- It's like graduation day for you; after seven years of erratic Uranus in your sign, you are finished studying at the School of Unexpected Changes. Today, Uranus leaves fishy Pisces to enter enterprising Aries and your 2nd House of Self-Worth. You are beginning a long-lasting phase when you can improve your self-esteem and find ways to increase your income. Start by setting new goals at work but remember that the improvements will not happen overnight.

2010-05-17T03:15:00.001-05:00

Spork! An Erotic Love Story (Edited Together From The Star Trek Audio Book) from cirrocumulus on Vimeo.

Spice

2010-03-24T15:44:00.002-05:00

Waking up to the 4AM CALL
"Yesterday, where were you and who were you with," you asked?
Alternating between evasions and excuses
Having fun using them

"It's just you," you said?
Too cliche...It makes me laugh
Just want to be tied together with someone?

Bitter and HOT SPICE
I'll give it only to you now
My TASTE that makes you dazed
Feel it with your body?

"I want to meet face to face"
The suggestion I was aiming for
If we love one another, it will be okay?
Unlock the key and to the LABYRINTH

"I love you," or something
It's stratigical, this GAME of love
The one that fails, loses right?

Bitter and sweet SYRUP
Let only me taste it
With the TASTE of your body and piling up skin
Satisfy me!

I don't know about loving
For me this is just right
Something like love, I don't need
Passion is easier right?

Hey, my SPICE
I'll give it only to you now
My TASTE that makes you dazed
Feel it with your body!

Wishing for a friend, getting a monsoon and earth-shaking thunder.

2009-05-03T02:53:00.007-05:00

I'm feeling lonely.

I usually do. It's a part of being a Pisces, or at least that's what my horoscope description says. I always have believed it. But I digress. I usually let this feeling collect, sometimes without knowing it, and then it pours over me, filling my being with sadness and making me contemplate what might be my 'issue.' Why do I feel the way I do about this? Why can't I tell anyone? Why do I feel wrong for feeling this way? Why don't I feel justified in being lonely?

I read a story this morning for the second time in maybe a year. On fanfiction.net, there is a story in the TV section, under Star Trek: The Original Series, called "voices" by author matchboxcars. In it, Spock is distressed for many reasons, and Kirk convinces him to head out for shore leave with him. Their friendship is strengthened on this camping trip, even as they were very close before that. They have a perfect bond; Kirk and Spock are the 'Mary sue' of friendship. That's my first point. I long for a constant companion. A best friend.

I argue with myself constantly, trying to tell myself that the way things happen in shows or movies, or stories is simply made up. But the thing is, most stories, or events, or emotions have a bases somewhere in truth. Those truths may be exaggerated, but something like it exists. I want to believe that I'll find the perfect best friend for me. Whether that be in just a person, or a partner, or a pet even. I have a wonderful family, and I talk to them about many things. I suppose that's why I feel so wrong in feeling lonely, because they love me so. But I also feel there are somethings you can only discuss with a close friend...

I bring this up often, I feel, to any of the friends that I have who don't know or have forgotten, and do the same with my family. I may have even posted about this before, somewhere. But I have a friend who considers me her best friend, her wing man, her rock. I used to think that she was all of those things to me as well. But one day, an old friend came to visit with us. We were all talking, and I was expressing some of my beliefs to this old friend, when my 'best' friend interrupts and says, "Oh, that nonsense." Nonsense? Is that what she thought?

I was shocked. All of those times when I was talking about my beliefs, how down I felt about things related to it, cried and showed her my feelings, she thought it was all nonsense. I must of sounded completely stupid to her. I certainly felt stupid after hearing her say that. I wish she had told me this so I could have shut up and saved the world some oxygen and her some time. I was shocked because I never thought anything she believed in, anything she did, anything she thought was nonsense at all. I know that sounds impossible, but it's true. I always supported her, listened to her, believed in her. She may have done the same for me then, she may be doing it now. I know people think negatively about certain traits or beliefs of their friends. But I can't helped being hurt at the fact that I accepted her without thinking or saying anything like that, and she thought I was nonsense.

We're still best friends as far as she concerned. We still talk about nothing, I listen to her problems, I still talk her off the ledge, I'm still her logic, we hang out sometimes when she's not busy. But, I'm more her best friend than she is mine. I just wish I had what I am to her. Someone to talk to without abandon, someone to confide in. Someone to talk me off of the ledge, let me know I'm okay. Someone to just listen if that's all they can do for me. I just wanna feel like someone cares about me like I care about my friends.

I'm not saying that I'm the perfect friend, but I... Just listen, just talk. I don't judge them. I don't hate. I let them feel like they can let it all out. It's something I think I'm good at. I wish I had someone like that...

The second point from the story, is a line. Kirk and Spock are sitting around a campfire when Spock notices that Kirk is in thought wonders aloud what he is thinking about. Kirk begins to talk about his childhood and past camping trips, and the last line struck a cord with me:

"When you listen to people talk, talk about nothing at all, the world just seems safer, quieter, worth living in.”

I miss being able to do this sort of thing. To sit in the drive way, or on a bed, or a carpeted floor, or at the kitchen table with good friends and talk about nothing. I like participating more, but to listen is nice as well. I feel so content in those moments. I love simple things like that. It really does make life feel worth living. Hanging out and talking about nothing...It's right up there with sliding into a cool bed with cool sheets and breathing. This is also a reason I wish I had more friends, or that the friends I have weren't busy. To just sit around and talk of nothing. It makes me wish even harder for a best friend. A Kirk to my Spock.

I feel a bit better, I suppose, just having let it out. There's a lot more to it than just this, but, that's for later. Maybe I wouldn't bottle my emotions up so much if I could just...yeah.

Dif-tor heh smusma.

I had a dream about Zachary Quinto's...

2009-02-25T10:07:00.000-06:00

...fashion sense.

lol. I can't remember the whole dream. But, I do remember two of the tops he wore, and two of the locations in my dream.

The first one was a lacy kelly green number. Lace lined the bottom, neckline, and sleeves. The sleeves were poofy, like a disney princess dress, just less dramatic. The top also had a plunging neckline, nothing too raunchy, and then a strip of green fabric going across the neckline for...nothing. Just a part of the look, I suppose.

We were in a hotel or something similar; there was blue, white, and red striped wallpaper, with a light-coloured wooden chair rail. There was a window on the left side and sun light was shining in. You could see some trees outside, and the sky was kind of white. Zach was standing near and/or over a table.

The second top Zach wore was a rocker T. It's actually from the recent issue of In Style magazine. The one that has Sandra Bulock (sp?) on the cover. It's black, one sleeve missing, the other flowy and girly. In the magazine, it had a silvery lightning bolt on it, but on Zach's there was a silver outline of Cid Highwind from Final Fantasy VII.

Then we were in a salon. Zach was a sylist there, and sporting the same emo hair he had in the early 2000s. The salon looked like a mix of my high school's salon and the salon from 'Beauty Shop.' I can't remember who he was working on, but I came in for a closer look at Zach as he worked. I then said aloud that I remebered his shirt, and my little sister's voice cam from somewhere and said, "Yeah, Cid Highwind is on it."

So, yeah. Heh. His fashion sense is very unique, but I don't think he'd be wearing these....I hope.

Sorry if this wasted your time.

If you read it.

Dif-tor heh smusma.

2009-01-11T01:19:00.002-06:00

Here it is, as promised. My haul of Trek/Doctor Who stuff!

Mah Geek Haul!!!! Consists of the Sonic Screwdriver, Psychic Paper, Tribble, and white (really dirty) Converse.

This is my tribble! His name is Cochon! A cookie to you if you can guess what his name means.

The Doctor's effects.

Slightly psychic...

"What's this stuff?" Asked Snow Pea.

Activated!

Sonic-ing...

Because Snow Pea could care less what the hell I'm pointing at him, it had no effect.

Yeah, Snow Pea is a him. Well, that's it for all who cared. On a completely unrelated note, I saw 'Bride Wars' today. It was pretty good; if you want to laugh, tear up, and feel the warm fuzzies, go see it. Yeah, that's all....

Crank it up to 11.

2009-01-10T00:30:00.003-06:00

So, everyone is freaking out or creaming over the new Doctor, Matt Smith. Me...I'm just excited.

I suppose I'm not upset because I didn't have David Tennant for his full run. I barely got into Doctor Who last year after hearing the theme song. That's what got me watching in the first place. Weird, I know. But then I saw the 10th Doctor. Like a lot of people before me, I fell in love with my very first Doctor.

I came for the theme, I stayed for the Tennant.

So, I love Mr. David, I really do, he'll always be my first! I'm really excited to see how Matt Smith is going to rock his Doctor, though! I've never gone through 'the changing of the Doctors,' this will be my first ever! Woot!

I'm totally feeling his hair, and his use of jazz hands and spirit fingers. He's not controlled and open at the same time, as David Tennant is. You see it all when Matt Smith talks, there's no filter for his emotion. He's a bit more raw...like. A bit, dare I say it, younger. lol. I like them both, is what I'm saying.

I'm reserving my final judgement on Mr. Smith until I see him strut the TARDIS in 2010. Just because I like him doesn't mean I'll like his Doctor.

Of course, this is all a long way off. We've still got a bit of time left with David Tennant's Doctor, and I plan to make the best of it.

Well, that's me, done. Just wanted to add my voice to all the others talking about number eleven. I want to wish Matt Smith all the luck in the world and let him know, even though he'll (hopefully) never read this that for whatever it's worth, he's got all my support.

10 love or 11 love, it's still the Doctor. Dif-tor heh smusma.

I've outdone myself...

2009-01-02T01:49:00.003-06:00

Just when you though I couldn't get geeky/nerdy/awkward enough, I 1up it a notch.

I've got many books and DVDs about Star Trek. Not as much as my anime collection, but a lot. I've come to the realization, though, that I don't have any sort of Star Trek 'items.' You know, weapons, uniforms...creatures.

Don't worry, though. I've just remedied that situation. I've just ordered an *interactive* TRIBBLE. Oh, yes. Most of you probably have no idea what I'm talking about. It's a big, hungry, cute ball of ready-to-baby-make fuzz (See, 'The Trouble with Tribbles').

Not only that, oh no. I am now a fan of Doctor Who as well, and I've had my eye on a few of the good Doctor's accessories...

Oh, right! I bought a new pair of 'white' converse (more of an off-white or Ivory, really), simply because the Doctor rocks them with the brown suit. I rock them pretty well, but he beasts 'em. Well, I've had them for about two months and they've gotten kinda dirty, but still, new.

Since I was geeking out with the tribbles already I figured, why not just go ahead and get rococo about it? Well, maybe not 'rococo,' but it's still a lot. I bought a Sonic Screwdriver, which also comes with the Psychic Paper. *nods* Yes, I'm going to carry around my tribble and my Screwdriver and paper around with me everywhere.

For anyone who is interested, I'll be posting pictures of everything once the tribbles and my Doctor Who stuff comes in. Even though the cons aren't new, it cool, because it looks like I've been doing an awful lot of running in them. They look (almost) just like the Doctor's.

So, yeah. Just thought I share with everyone the extent of my geekery.

Dif-tor heh smusma.

Sendhil is getting a tribble, too. ^___^

Uh-oh

2008-12-03T09:48:00.001-06:00

Paper not due friday. WORK.

TPCASTT model thing

2008-12-03T09:37:00.001-06:00

http://vhstigers.enschool.org/ourpages/auto/2008/10/8/1223479081448/TPCASTT%20Template.htm

Paper.

2008-12-02T21:50:00.011-06:00

William Blake's 'The Tyger' has had many a critic try to interpret the meaning of the entire poem. Many conclusions have been made about possible meaning behind the poem, but no real answer has been found. During my research, I have stumbled upon many different meanings, but now must find my own. Through this paper I must try to use the elements of poetry to come with the meaning behind 'The Tyger.'

Using the TPCASTT system, I went about trying to understand the poem. The title of the poem is ‘The Tyger.’ Besides the spelling of the title, the only thing you gather is that the poem is going to be about a large cat. Then, I had to paraphrase the poem and use connotation. When the poem is paraphrased and connotation is used, the poem asks this: What sort of omnipotent being could have been brave, crazy, or evil enough to create the Tyger? Where could the Tyger have been made and why would the creator make such a creature? Was he the very same creator behind 'The Lamb?' Was he happy with the final result?

Learning stress patterns was a little harder for me, but the most basic things that I figured out was the rhyming of the poem, and the beat of the poem. The attitude of the speaker is that of fear. He is trying to understand why, if this creature is so evil, was it created? There are many shifts in the poem, taking you from bright heat to deep darkness, to the sky and to hell. When revisiting the poem title, it is still about the Tyger, but there are only questions about the Tyger and no answers to any of the questions asked.

Sebastian Bunney and Derek Furr, while trying to figure out a meaning to 'The Tyger'as well, both found the same sort of clues that almost lead to a concrete meaning. They find that though the speaker is fearful of the Tyger, the speaker is also in awe of it. They both find that the creator is good and evil at the same time, and may possibly be the same God that created the lamb in 'The Lamb,' the companion poem to 'The Tyger.' This leads one to believe that the poem is about creation, but that is only one theme of the poem, even if it is the one that stands out the most.

Paul William's believes that the poem, "perhaps represents... the embodiment of his dissatisfaction with society and for his belief in the power of uncorrupted feeling and imagination." In the poem the words 'hammer,' 'anvil,' and 'furnace' show up, along with many references to fire and heat, suggesting that it could be about the Tyger being made in hell, or someplace similar by the creator. Further, the different themes that people have found over the stretch of time are because of the many changes in cultures around the world. The poem is timeless because people have found ways to apply the Tyger to major events in history that have happened or did happen. While I don't think there is a definite meaning that can be found, the main theme is about that of creation.

The previous critics also noticed the rhyming beat of 'The Tyger,' and the words that made the poem fiery and industrial sounding. But none of the critics I found can really come up with a definite meaning after examining the poem throughly. The poem only asks questions, and reveals very few answers throughout it, even after reading it several times. All the critics insist that much more research and revisiting of the poem are needed.

If I had to pick a meaning, it would be that of creation in the biblical sense, because it refers to a creator having made the Tyger. Though it still doesn't answer why the Tyger was created, it's the biggest theme in 'The Tyger.' Using the devices that help to interpret and understand a poem I have found many meanings in 'The Tyger,' but was able to pick out what I believed was the main theme. Bruce Borowsky explains the nature of the poem best: "'The Tyger' has... been one of the most frequently explained poems in English literature...the width and depth of attention the poem receives testifies to its ability to contain a multitude of plausible, if widely divergent, interpretations."

Works cited.

Blake, William. "The Tyger." Literature: An Introduction to Fiction, Poetry, Drama, and Writing. X.J. Kennedy, Dana Gioia. 10th ed. New York. Longman, 2007. 971.

Borowsky, Bruce. "The Tyger- An Annotated Bibliography."
Accessed Dec 5, 2008. Last updated Jan 1996.

Bunney, Sebastian. "'The Tyger' and 'The Lamb'- Notes." William Blake: Backround and criticism. Accessed Nov 11, 2008. Last updated Dec 2, 2008.

Furr, Derek. "The Tyger (Criticism)." Poetry for Students. Gale. 1997. Accessed Nov 11, 2008. Last updated 2006

Williams, Paul. "Tyger! Tyger! William Blake." Authorsden.com. Accessed Nov 11, 2008 Last updated Jun 27, 2006.

Family history- power point and paper

2008-11-17T16:01:00.007-06:00

My family is basically a four member unit, once you get past the extended family and pets. There is my father, Cris Trevino, my mother, Linda Trevino, myself, and my little sister Cristina Trevino. We get on quite well, and are pretty close to each other. I think that has a lot to with how are family actually got started.

My mother was married when she was 17 years old to my father, when he was 25. They would have started out as a normal family from Robstown would have; immediately having about 10 kids. But there was a problem early on. My mother developed an ovarian cyst, which is a fluid filled sac made when a follicle fails to break apart and release an egg during ovulation. It caused her great pain, so she had to have one of her ovaries removed.

My mother and father had moved up into North Texas a few years after they got married. My mother was used to having her entire family around her all of the time. But when they moved, all she had was my father. Daddy was always out working, or visiting friends;He was just very busy all of the time. Not being able to visit her family and Daddy always being gone made my mother desperately lonely. Years of the same situation caused Mama to fall into a deep depression. All she could do was go to work and go home, so there was nothing she had that could relieve her sadness.

One day, a co-worker of my mother was selling off her Lassa Apso puppies at their work site. My mother instantly fell in love with the runt of the litter, a tiny, black, scruffy baby boy. My mother's first baby. She named him 'Muffet', and we owe him a lot for helping our soon-to-be mother out of her long depression.

Five years later, my mother suddenly became ill. When she explained her symptoms to Daddy, her family, and her friends, they all agreed that she was pregnant. My mother didn't believe any of it, since it had been 15 years and there hadn't been any signs at all of my mother being pregnant. My father was torn as well between hope and the facts before them. Eventually they went to the doctor to have my mother checked out, and found out that she was indeed pregnant with her first child. My mother wanted to keep what she was going to a have a surprise, but she had a feeling it would be a girl.

I was born on February 26, 1989, after four days of labour and a lot of pushing and pulling. My mother found out later that day that it was her birthday, so I was a wonderful new 8 pound birthday present, and the third Pisces of our family. A year later, my mother had my little sister Cristi on December 15, 1990. Cristi's birth was much quicker; It only took four hours for her delivery. My mother had actually wanted to have six children, the same number her own mother had birthed, but after giving birth to a 10 pound baby, she was done.

My sister and I were the missing pieces of the puzzle for our parents. No matter what we've been through, we've always been and remain to be a tight-kint family. I think the fact that they had to time to grow as their own people, and as a couple, they were ready to foucus on us, even though we came as a complete surprise. Because of the long wait, they really wanted to be with us and raise us, so we grew up close and happy. I think the way all our lives played out really helped shaped us into the kind of family we are today: messy, unorganized, scatter-brained, kind, compassionate, and loving.

Rest of english semester

2008-11-17T09:15:00.002-06:00

This week

Monday- today

Wed- present poem choice

Fri- lecture

Thankgiving week

Mon- present sources

Wed-

Week of Dec 1

Mon- writing day

Wed- Proof and edit

Fri- survey

Dec 10- Final exam- turn in essay

Final Essay- minimum of four pages + works cited page, minimum of 4 sources besides the original poem (If poem not in text book, must be hard copy source, not internet.) MLA style

Thesis- How (or just the) the elements of poetry support meaning in the poem.

Poem must be a minimum of ten lines long.

May not use any poems discussed in class.

English Notes

2008-11-10T09:06:00.002-06:00

The Turtle- Odgen Nash

The turtle lives twixt plated decks
Which practically conceal it's sex
I think it clever of the turtle
In such a fix to be so fertile

Stressed syllables- masculine- first two lines

Unstressed syllables- feminine- two last lines

Take any poem in the book. That I like. Bring a copy of poem not in the book, by recognized author. Paraprase. Read poem and paraphrase in class. What I like about it.

English notes

2008-11-07T09:06:00.004-06:00

In text book- pg.656- What is poetry?, pg 673- How to paraphrase a poem

Look over (homework)

Read opening thing 656

Read 673

Pg 1008 TP-CAST

pg 809 critiscism (don't have to read)

Post Code

2008-11-06T22:41:00.004-06:00

To all you strong silent friends,
you creepy, quiet ones,
and the misunderstood ones who even I never came to fully understand.

To those of you that tried to be my friend,
who talked to me in vain,
who put up with all my stupid lies and inattentiveness.

To the friends that I've lost,
because you got fed up with me
or you couldn't stand any of the company that I keep.

To the friend that is opinionated,
who is picky about absolutely everything on the menu,
and makes me wonder why you chose *me* as a friend.

To the friend I've had since elementary school,
who depends on me for advice and my shoulder
but who thinks that everything I believe in is complete nonsense.

To the friend that loves love,
who everyone thinks is a slut
but is still nice to every single one of them that thinks so.

To the friend that is far away,
the second friend to truly be *my* friend
and now only exists through a cute, tiny avatar.

Lastly, to the friends I have yet to make,
and the ones I really want to be friends with,
but might never be friends with because I'm too shy, or you might not want to be friends with me.

You all have a permanent post code in my heart.

2008-11-05T09:55:00.001-06:00

"Do It Scared"- Soundtrack of my life
Okay, so, over at livejournal.com (gasp! Yes, I blog there too) one of the featured questions was, "What songs would you include on the soundtrack of your life?" I've been seeing Heroes character/cast fan mixes for ages now, and I always wanted to do one about me, 'cause, you know. It just seems cool. So, I answered the question.

Ok, here goes:

1. Final Fantasy VII Opening Prelude- Fianl Fantasy VII
2. Pinch me- Barenaked Ladies
3. Mr. Spock- Nerf Herder
4. Who do you think you are- Spice Girls
5. Belle- Beauty and the Beast
6. I'm just a kid- Simple Plan
7. Melfina's Song- Outlaw Star
8. Rhythm Emotion- Two Mix (Gundam Wing)
9. You're the reason I'm leaving- Franz Ferdinand
10. Blues in the night- Peggy Lee
11. XO- Fall Out Boy
12. Anyway you want it- Journey
13. Don't stop me now- Queen
14. Van Tango- Franz Ferdinand
15. Feeling Good- Michael Buble'

My entire life for your listening pleasure. lol.

Usually, certain lyrics from the songs are quoted under the title of the song as they pertain to character/pairing/actor mix. So here goes mine.

1.*Final Fantasy VII Opening Prelude- Final Fantasy VII

*I just loved the game, and thought it would be a neat way to start off.

2.* Pinch Me- Barenaked Ladies

*Pretty much the whole song, just omit the 'guy' part.

On an evening such as this
It's hard to tell if I exist
If I Packed a car and leave this town
Who'll notice that I'm not around?
I could hide out under there
I just made you say 'underwear'
I could leave but I'll just stay
All my stuff's here anyway.

3. Mr. Spock- Nerf Herder

You don't want a boyfriend, What you want is Mr. Spock

To come to your wasteland and destroy the robot.

Something more than human; Someone with blood that's cold and green

You want something better than me

4. *Who Do You Think You Are?- Spice Girls

*Just needed a Spice Girl's song in there. lol.

You have got to reach on up, never lose your soul,
You have got to reach on up, never lose control

5. Belle- Beauty and The Beast

Look there she goes that girl is strange, no question
Dazed and distracted, can't you tell?
Never part of any crowd
'Cause her head's up on some cloud
No denying she's a funny girl that Belle

6. *I'm Just A Kid- Simple Plan

*Again, the whole song, but this was more about when I was in elementary school than anything. It still applies sometimes, though.

What the hell is wrong with me
Don't fit in with anybody
How did this happen to me?
Wide awake I'm bored & I can't fall asleep
And every night is the worst night ever

7. *Melfina's Song- Outlaw star

*Yeah, the whole song.

Quiet days calm me

Oh, serenity

Someone please tell me

Ohhmm, what is it they say

Maybe I will know one day

8. *Rhythm Emotion- Two Mix

*I took a test once on what Anime song I'd be. This was the result.

I just feel "Rhythm Emotion"

kono mune no kodou wa

anata e to tusdzuite'ru so far away

9. You're The Reason I'm Leaving- Franz Ferdinand

I don't know you and I don't want to
You're so awkward just like me
But I don't care

10. Blues In The Night- Peggy Lee

My Mama dun told me, when I was in pig tails,

My Mama dun told me, huh

A man's gonna sweet talk, and give you the big eye,

But when that sweet talkin's done, a man is a two-face

A worrysome thing who'll leave you to sing the blues in the night.

11. *XO- Fall Out Boy

*A song that just makes me feel better when I belt it out loud.

To the “love” I left my conscience pressed.
To the “love” I left my conscience pressed.
To the “love” I left my conscience pressed,
Between the pages of the Bible in the drawer.
"What did it ever do for me?" I say.

12. Anyway You Want It- Journey

She loves to laugh
She loves to sing
She does everything
She loves to move
She loves to groove
She loves the lovin' things

13. Don't Stop Me Now- Queen

Tonight I'm gonna have myself a real good time
I feel alive and the world turning inside out yeah!
And floating around in ecstasy
So don't stop me now don't stop me
Cause I'm having a good time having a good time

14. Van Tango- Franz Ferdinand

Caretaker of the night
He's the king of the night
Caretaker of the night
He's the king of the night

15. Feeling Good- Micheal Buble'

It's a new dawn
It's a new day
It's a new life
It's a new life
For me

And I'm feelin good

There is usually some nifty cover art for the CD, but I don't have the proper tools to crank one out, so yeah. There you go. If anyone actually listens to this, I will be surprised, and you will win the internet.

English notes

2008-11-05T09:03:00.002-06:00

Purposes of Language

Practical/Informative

Persuasive } Analyze as a basis for action

Experiential } Synthesis- basis for understanding/empathizing

TP-CASTT stands for-

Title
Paraphrase
Connotation- language, diction, syntax
Sound devices
Attitude
Shifts- watch for patterns, watch for break in pattern

The poem I wrote for a project in humanties. About me...

In the white classroom,

a figure sits quietly.

The board is cluttered.

Sitting on sea rock,

a figure sits quietly

watching the full moon.

Just a quiet person,

with huge eyes behind glasses.

Mouth silent and shut.

Features of a fish

Watery eyes and large lips,

Both light and dark depths.

Eyes glazed over, blank.

Doodles on the lined paper.

Smudged graphite on skin.

The moon hovers silently.

Tracing some figures out of

the twinkling stars.

Long, messy, dark hair

frames a face full of dark spots.

A dark eye brow arched.

A strange, dark creature

hides among the sparkling mists.

Long hair blown back, windy.

The teacher lectures.

Not a word down on paper,

but filled with drawings.

The warm water swirls

the creature moves like liquid.

Watery eyes watched.

The teacher asks the

question. And the answer comes.

Eyes go blank again.

Watching the sea mist,

glittering in the moon light.

Figures in a pool.

Not the finished product....

Assignment for friday.

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Turn in paper, discuss similarities and differences between metamorphosis and autobiography of a face; could I use the same theme for autobiography of a face as for metamorphosis?

Similarities-

Both families in "The Metamorphosis" and "Autobiography of a Face" begin to treat the main character differently after their changes.

The changes that effect the main characters are both negative, or 'ugly'.

Each main character has a family member who wants to help, and another that ignores it.

Both changes are very painful physically and emotionally on Lucy and Gregor.

Both changes are very taxing on the main character's families, as well.

Both wanted to be seen for what they were, not what they had or had to do.

Both felt resposible for the burden they caused they're families.

Both were "imprisoned."

Not included in family circle, Gregor more than Lucy, but yeah, it happened to her a bit, too.

Differences-

The changes that effect the main characters are two totally different changes. (Insect/cancer)

The characters and setting are different as well.

Gregor is not bothered by what he has become, only that it impedes him from getting to work, while Lucy is very aware of her outward appearance.

Lucy's family seems to care about her, while Gregor's family only cares that they've lost their source of income.

Gregor never leaves the house to reveal himself, while Lucy is forced into the outside world.

Gregor gave up in the end, and Lucy didn't.

Selfish (Gregor's family)/ignorant (Lucy's family)

Theme-

1.) Mine-

Kafka's story is about the relationships between family members, or lack therof, and lessons learned and not learned.

2.) Chosen-

Many times, forced change is not permanent change.

Not sure whether I'm applying mine or the one I chose, but I don't really think either of them could be used as theme for Autobiography of a Face.

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Notes 11/03/2008

Fiction- not true, but story is believable.

Historical Fiction- Real places, real people, believable based on it's historical context

Non-fiction- Text books, manuals, directions

Theme- final copy

2008-10-28T23:55:00.006-05:00

Many times, forced change is not permanent change. There are many changes in 'Metamorphosis' that happen to many of the characters, so this theme sounds a bit vague. Apart from Gregor, however, the forced changes the rest family go through seem far from permanent towards the end of the story.

When Gregor transforms into an insect, this is one of the changes that is forced upon the family. One of their own has changed drastically, and it's permanent. They now have to take on different responsibilities to support themselves, rather than depending on Gregor like they had in the past. The father has to get a job, and they all agree to allow boarders to stay in the house so they can make rent. A change that seems permanent at the beginning.

As the story goes on, the family injures physically and emotionally, the final blow coming in when Grete turns against Gregor, and this finally ends his life. During the whole episode, they also get rid of the boarders, the father telling them to get out. The maid got rid of Gregor's body, and she was discharged as well. At the very end, where they get out of the car, the parents thoughts move to Grete and the fact that she is old enough to marry off. "...they reflected that soon it would be time to find her a good husband." (Kafka, 347)

This is where the only change that seems to have happened to the parents won't be permanent. The fact they they even mentioned marrying her off means they were getting ready to find another provider. They were already looking for someone else to take care of them.(Notes)

Earlier in the story, Grete becomes the care taker of Gregor, as well as helping to take care of the house. She seems to be the only one who is going to help Gregor, and will continue to do so through act II. At the third and final confrontation Gregor has with his family, Grete tells her family that they can't keep on living the way they are, and that they must get rid of the 'monster' that's ruining their lives. She doesn't even believe the creature to be Gregor anymore.

The parents, despite having all of these massive changes going on in their house hold, do not change at all. Although their son changes and their rolls change as well, the parents continue to act the same all through out the story. They may have gone along with taking care of Gregor for an extended amount of time had it not been for Grete finally putting her foot down. So, in the end, they at least change their view on what Gregor had become; They felt they had to take care of him because he was still their son, but after Grete finally gets fed up, they both agree that there has to be an end to their situation.

At the very end of the story, nothing really changes for the Samsa family. They don't mourn or marvel at the horrible experience of their son changing into an insect. They don't learn anything at all in the end, don't realize that maybe they should want to treat Grete a little better than they did their son. This strange episode they have been through only changed their routine for a little while, but they plan on getting right back into the same rhythm; Their change is far from permanent. “The soul has died with Gregor; the healthy young animal takes over. The parasites have fattened themselves on Gregor.” Nabokov’s note in his annotated copy.

Works Cited

Kafka, Franz. "The Metamorphosis." Literature: An Introduction to Fiction, Poetry, Drama, and Writing. X.J. Kennedy, Dana Gioia. 10th ed. New York. Longman, 2007. 971.

Nabokov, Vladimir. "Vladimir Nabokov's lecture on The Metamorphosis." ILP online literary criticism. Accessed 29 Oct 2008. Last Updated Aug 6, 2008

"Notes". Class discussion. Eng 1302. 6005. 13 Oct 2008.

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Theme

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Many times, forced change is not permanent change. There are many changes in 'Metamorphasis' that happen to many of the characters, so this theme sounds a bit vauge. Apart from Greogor, however, the changes the rest family go through seem far from permanent towards the end of the story.

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Notes (Homework/Class)

2008-10-27T09:11:00.006-05:00

In common

Both families in Metamorphosis and Autobiography of a face treat their afflicted family members differently, because of what ever has happened to them.

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*Two outside sources for writing assignment. No less than three entries on works cited page.

Posted Date goes first when using an online source, citing an online source, and then accessed date is put after that.

Put more info from the url adress.... (see 1st work cited page) A lot of info is better than a little.

http://www.palomar.edu/dsps/actc/mla/

Gale, good resource. Already has stuff cited. Not formatted correctly. Cut/paste, set typeface and spacing.

"Notes". Class discussion.Eng 1302. 6005.

15 Oct 2008.

Rister, Marlean. Lecture. Eng 1302. 6005. 15 Oct 2008.

English notes/homework

2008-10-22T09:41:00.003-05:00

Restate whichever one I choose and re-write it down below the actual statement.

2 assignments

1) Writing in class, no class now- writing a essay, between two and three pages, defending my choice of theme. *Sigh*

2) Look up some literary criticism and incorporate some of that into the essay. *UGH*

I hope I don't FAIL at life again....

Make a list on two sides of paper between metamorphosis and autobiography of a face. Change is a catalysit which effects family dynamics. (temporary theme) Comparing ideas where the story parallel each other, and differ. Class discuassion. *ack*

Lucid Dreams

2008-10-20T08:42:00.001-05:00

Lucid Dreams Lyrics

Quote #1

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Oscar Wilde said: "A man's face is his autobiography. A woman's face is her work of fiction".

Star Trek: The Experience- Drink list (IMPORTANT)

2008-10-17T10:41:00.000-05:00

Warp Core Breach
Here is the recipe for the Warp Core Breach. We usually made ours in large batches, but it can be easily broken down. Here we go:
6 parts Bacardi Superior (or any white, clear, cheap rum out there)
4 parts Bacardi Limon (or any lemon rum you can find)
2 Parts Bacardi Select (Meyers Dark rum also works, or whatever dark rum your store has)
2 parts Bacardi Spice (Captain Morgans also works, but any spice rum will do)
2 parts Dekuyper Lucious Raspberry Rush (formerly known as Razzmatazz, this is the most important part, other Raspberry liqueurs don't seem to work)
1 part Bacardi 151 (any 151 proof rum will do, since they all seem to taste like gasoline by themselves)
30 oz (1.5 bottles) Sobe Power (finding Aceorla/passion berry juice is too hard to find so just use Sobe Power, besides, the caffeine in the Sobe Power ads an extra kick to the drink)
Mix the alcohol, pour out 10 oz into a bowl, add the 30 oz of Sobe Power, and food-grade dry ice and there you have it, the Warp Core Breach.
Oh, and Barry brought up an interesting thing about the Warp Core. A long time ago, they used to use a mix of equal parts cranberry juice, pineapple juice, and orange juice in the Warp Core instead of Sobe Power. Some prefer this juice mix and some prefer the Sobe. I say, use whichever you like best.
Borg Sphere
I personally hate this drink, but enough of you have requested it so here it is:
6 parts vodka
4 parts white rum (i.e. Bacardi Superior or any other non-flavored clear rum)
4 parts melon liqueur (Midori is the most common brand but there are others)
2 parts gin
sweet & sour mix (common bar mixer found in any store)
Sprite (can also use 7up or Sierra Mist)
Mix the alcohol in a pitcher or other container, pour out 10 oz into a bowl, add about 15 oz sweet & sour mix and about 15 oz sprite, food-grade dry ice for that smoking effect and also some regular ice. There you go. Enjoy.
Mind Meld
Probably our second most popular drink on the menu, after the Warp Core Breach of course.
1 oz Bacardi Superiour (or any white rum)
1 oz Bacardi 151 (you can use any 151 proof rum I suppose, since you don't drink it for the taste)
1 oz peach schnapps
1 oz tripple sec
about 1 oz Cranberry Juice
about 1 oz Pineapple Juice
Basically mix all the ingredients listed together and pour over ice and there it is. If you can find it, peach sugar for the rim of the glass is the garnish we used. Have fun with this one.
Tamarian Frost
One of the drinks I've gotten the most requests to post the recipe for, after the Warp Core, is the Tamarian Frost.
1 oz Smirnoff Vanilla Twist Vodka (you don't have to use Smirnoff, but I would recommend it or Stoli Vanilla, since they have the best vanilla taste of the flavored vodkas I've tried)
1 oz Godiva Chocolate Liqueur
1 oz butterscotch schnapps
about 2 oz half and half
Mix everthing together and pour over ice, though you'll want to be careful not to agitate it too much or the half and half gets pretty frothy, just like the Chocolate Obsession. There you go. Enjoy!
Deanna Troi's Chocolate Obsession
As promised, here is the Chocolate Obsession. It goes a little something like this:
1 oz Starbucks Coffee Liqueur (Kahlua, which was in the original recipie, can also be used)
1 oz Irish Cream (we used Merry's Irish Cream, but Bailey's or Carolyn's or whatever work too)
1 oz Dekuyper Luscious Raspberry Rush (this one, like the Warp Core, is hard to replace with another brand. It really makes the Drink)
a couple quick squirts of Hershey's Choclolate Syrup
about 2 oz Half and Half
I recommend mixing the alcohol and the Chocolate Syrup in a shaker first, shake, then add the half and half and gently shake. If you shake too hard after the half and half is added, it gets really frothy. Next, pour into a glass and enjoy. It may be hard to find, but if you can locate some chocolate sugar, add it to the rim of the glass with a little lime juice for a tasty garnish.
Beers
A few people have asked me what our beers on tap were. Well, here you go:
Romulan Ale = Pabst Blue Ribbon (though it has also been Gordon Biersch Golden Export and before that, Warsteiner Lager)
Klingon Warnog Ale = Pyramid Hefeweizen
Klingon Blood Ale = Gordon Biersch Marzen (formerly Spaten)
Trixian Bubble Draft = Bud Light (has also been Moretti's Italian Lager and J.W. Dundee's Honey Brown)
Dominion Lager = Gordon Biersch Blonde Bock (years ago it was Krombacher)
Obsidian Dark = Newcastle Brown Ale (Isanbeck when I first started)
Cardassian Pale = Sierra Nevada Pale Ale
Maporian Ale = Fat Tire Amber Ale
That's all of them, at least as many as my horrible memory can recall. Later.
Return to Star Trek: The Experience Final Voyage Page
Liquid Latinum
1 oz Midori (or any other melon liqueur)
1 oz Blue Curaco
1 oz Captain Morgan's Spiced Rum (or your favorite spiced rum)
1 oz Alize Red Passion
about 1 oz Orange Juice
about 1 oz Pineapple Juice
This is a layered drink so you want to put the ice in the glass first. Next, pour the Midori and Blue Curaco at the same time. The next layer is the Juice, pour both at the same time. Finally, pour the Spice Rum and Alize for the final layer and enjoy!
Chaotica's Death Ray
This is a good drink if you like Banana. The Death Ray is as follows:
1 oz Malibu Coconut Rum (or any Coconut Rum)
1 oz Bacardi Superior (or any cheap, clear, white rum)
1 oz Bacardi 151 (or any cheap 151 proof rum)
1 oz Banana Liqueur
about 1 oz Pineapple Juice
about 1 oz Cranberry Juice
Mix all the ingredients and pour over ice and drink away!
James Tea Kirk
Like the Borg Sphere is basically a Tokyo Tea, the James Tea Kirk is basically an AMF (Adios Mother Fucker). Not a difficult drink to find a recipe for, but here you go:
.75 oz Bacardi Superior (or other white rum)
.75 oz Gin
.75 oz Vodka
.75 oz Blue Curaco
1 oz Sprite (or 7up or other Lemon Lime soda)
1 oz Sweet and Sour mix
Mix together and pour over ice.
I was going over my old drink lists and found the old recipe for the bowl version of the James Tea Kirk. This one I thought was better so here you go:
1.25 oz Gin
1.25 oz Smirnoff Citrus Twist Vodka
1.25 oz Vodka
1.25 oz Blue Curaco
1.25 oz Bacardi Superior (or other white rum)
30 oz Sweet and Sour mix
Mix all ingredients in a bowl with dry ice and enjoy. This used to have Gatorade Alpine Frost in addition to the Sour mix, but they don't make Alpine Frost anymore.

English notes

2008-10-13T09:15:00.006-05:00

Father- Other people's thoughts (analyze)

1.) Angry, spoiled because he let Gregor and the girls take care of him, dissapointed in him, though Gregor worthless. Did not appriciate Greogor. Didn't change. (she) sees one and two as connected.

2.) Depressed/low self-esteem, regained confidence, takes resposibility.

3.)Becomes accustom to Gregor taking care of the family, sluggish, agrees that he has become spoiled. Agrees that he is angry. Father starts working again, Gregor does not recognize his father. Changes from being lazy to working. Posuture changes. Towards the end he is exausted. Seeks end. (Getting rid of Gregor.) Acting out against Gregor as a monster, getting angry with him because he has to work again.

Mother-

1.) disgusted, did not love Gregor after change/wanted to help, could not (restrained) *Hmm, conflict here. Must prove or dis-prove one. Leave both up for now*

2.) elderly, asthmatic, loyal, obedient to husband, conflicted about her choice of actions, must take responsibility (work/household), does this grudgingly. Defends Gregor from his father.

Grete-

1.) At beginning of story, immature (Physically/mentally?) She takes care of Gregor after he changes, she changes at this point. She matures. Has to take on household responsibilities, duties. No reference to personal life, befoe or druing transformation. Suggests "getting rid" of Gregor. End of the story, mature physically, parents see her a marrigable. Seen as ally by Gregor in the beginning of story. She turns against him, that's what eventually kills him. Enemy.

Apartment-

1.) Symbolic of Gregor's hard work. He's still apart of the family because he has that room in the apartment. Room becomes a prison eventually. Family wants to leave apartment because of the memories of Gregor. Has to leave because can't afford it. Clean living space, later becomes filthy, storage. No lock, 1st- lock room, leave door open. Look at what Gregor considers important about the picture.

Act I- bussiness

1.) Gregor vs. proffesional self. Stays in bed, company can get a long without him. Positive, not negative. Debates leaving his room. Opens door- family freaks, manager runs, Gregor pursues, forced back into room.

2.) Focused on getting to work. Concern with getting to work. Difficulty moving, communication. Wants to prove that he can continue to work.

Father uses newspaper and a cane to force Greogor back into the room.

Act II-

1.) Gregor as family man. Gregor vs. Gregor. He wants a personal life and personal identity. Wants to be part of the family. Dissapointed when family didn't need him as badly as he wanted them to. Throws apples to get him back into the room/hurt physically.

Act III-

1.) Family's role is reversed; Family must work and provide. Grete changes from caretaker to enemy (destroyer). Words wound him-destroy him emotionally. Family outlook changes at end: ignore loss of Gregor, learned to take care of of themselves. Grete became beautiful potential bride.

2.) Gregor complete isolation open door- irony(nothing of value, non-entity) Already looking for someone else to take care of them(Marrying Grete off), did they really learn anything from that experience?

Changes-

Gregor turns into a bug

The family had to begin to work

Grete becomes an enemy after being an ally, caring to resentful

Grete grows up

Gregor loses his roll as care taker

Mother starts out being pampered then has to work

Apartment: home to prison

Family changed the way they viewed Gregor (Provider to burden)

Greogor changes emotially realizes he is not apart of the family anymore

Father becomes un-lazy and un-sluggish as he has to work

Types of changes (Freaking random, the way she just decides to inturrupt these notes. It kind of upsets me.... :-/ )-

Forced*

Voluntary+

Physical*

Attitudinal+

Missed opportunities-

The family could have repented at the end

Could have supported Gregor

Gregor's father could have accepted him for who (what) he was

Each time he attempts to come out of his room to interact with the famaily, he is rejected

At the end, the family doesn't learn from their experience.

Due Mon.

Hand back card with new theme statement.

Theme statement- When enlightenment happened in the story, what the truth is.

Ewing's Sarcoma- Type of cancer

English notes.

2008-10-08T09:56:00.004-05:00

Well, I read the end interview with the author, so it’s about the terror of art and how reality is horrible. Something along those lines, I was highly influenced by that little talk with the author.

The story is about the sister changing then, I suppose. I still agree with what I said before, but still, not sure if it…goes with the story, just what the author had in mind when writing the story.

Um, I’m not really into ‘sad’ stories, or things that are depressing (I’m already negative, I don’t need any help with it). Why did he have to wake up a bug, why did he have to become one? Why did he have to come to that end, with his family so frightened of him? Not that people ever turn into bug, but similar scenarios like that can happen. You know, except for the transformation into a bug. I don’t know, but nothing good came out of me reading this story, unless you count me now worrying that I’m going turn into a bug or meet a similar fate. Yes, I’m a very, very strange person. Once again, I’m not fond of this story. Good for Halloween, though.

Points:

Not really dislike, here. Just notes:

Why does Kafka have him not wake up and realize he was just a person, why have him turn into a bug?

Last line of story, how it ties to the title. Sister grows throughout the story, becomes a woman.

People who liked it:

Somebody liked it because it’s different.

**Look up existentialism, fatalism *done*

Persona- narrator

What makes this story valuable enough that we must continue to teach it?

It just sounds like you should know it. Kafka last name seems like one that would be brought up in intelligent conversation. Other than that, I think the themes and the subjects that are brought up in the story are ones to contemplate on, to study, and to learn. To change and challenge your perspective.

Learn how socialism affects the mind (somebody else’s idea).

No sign of God, people just on their own in Russian literature. No choices.

Americans don’t think this way, there’s always a choice, always a way.

**Assignment, **read Kafka’s biography. *done*

Notes 10-10-2008-

Germans and the Russians rock at writing novellas.

Looking for patterns in novellas....

Gregor leaves his room three times.

First time, father pushed him back into his room.
Second, father throws things at him.
Last time, drives himself back in because his sister says hurtful things.

Act I: Professional life

Act II: Professional life

Act III: Personal life

**I'm doing act I....buu. -__- Due monday. Buuuuu. Analysing as a short story, treat act as if it stood alone. Conflict, theme.

Possibly talk about the new generation and how they are growing out of or straying away from socialism.

The conflict is not the fact that he turned into a bug, but the fact that this is preventing him from getting to work. The conflict, seemingly of Act I of 'Metamorphosis' is the fact that Gregor has turned into an insect. His movements are akward and since he cannot control his new body, he'll be late for work.

The first act is about Gregor's professional life. After the initial reaction, or lack there of, to Gregor finding himself a bug, most of Act I finds Gregor trying to manuver around the apartment and thinking on the current job he holds. He is mainly focused on getting to work on time, and complaining about the job he is stuck with because he owes his parents money. Gregor doesn't care at all that he had changed into this strange bug, he only feels compeled to start moving about and convince his boss Mr. Samsa, who shows up because Gregor is late, that he will be at work soon.

The theme is Gregor's focus on getting to work. For some unknown reason he is driven to worry more about his job, rather than that fact that he is a bug. It's the fact that he can keep his head through out the whole ordeal and just focus on work.

MLA citation: Star Trek examples

2008-09-29T09:46:00.001-05:00

http://www.liu.edu/cwis/cwp/library/workshop/citmla.htm

English notes 09-26-08

2008-09-26T13:24:00.000-05:00

Punctuation, with the exception of the question mark (You have to decide where it goes), goes inside quotations.
Fanboys- Not what I think it is. It's actually this.
For
And
Nor
But
Or
Yet
So
Do not start sentances with these. Darn. In addition (I totally almost put 'also'), do not star a sentance with 'also.'

Analyze paper thing

2008-09-24T09:37:00.016-05:00

1) Summarize in 1-2 sentences
2) Identify the protagonist and problem
3) Point of the story= epiphany, revelation, understanding

Theme- How do elements of the story support the theme? Formulate your own opinion, what you think the theme is. You can use two differing opinions and pick one you agree with.
Setting
Characters
Outcome
Point of view-narrator, not character*How everything supports the theme is the point of the paper.Do to build a fire. Boo. Two outside sources are to be used.

To Build a Fire

‘To build a fire’ is about a man’s struggle against the cold Yukon Territory. Convinced he could

travel through the snow to find his boys, he leaves the safety of the camp withthe dog, but soon

finds that he is no match for Mother Nature.

The man is eager to set out to meet his boys, and he wants to try and make it through the snow

to get to them on time. However, once he finds himself in the wilderness, he figures out that he is

not equipped with the knowledge to survive his trek. The turning point is when he stops running

about, realizes that death is upon him and that he was wrong to try and conquer Mother Nature.

I believe that the theme of this story is Man vs. Nature. The setting is in the Yukon Territory,

an unforgiving and harsh terrain that will kill anyone too weak or foolish enough to take it on.

The man simply does not know how to navigate or survive thewilderness, and his lack of

knowledge is ultimately what brings on his death. Mother Nature helps those that helps

themselves, so to speak. If you know what to do and how tosurvive, Mother Nature can offer

what little she has in the winter season to help those who are observant enough to survive. The

dog is a part of nature, and knows instinctively how to survive, so he uses what he was already

born with to survive.

The main characters are the man and the dog. The man "...was a newcomer in the land...and this

was his first winter. (pg. 120)" The text says he had no imagination; he was alert to the things in

life but the not the significance. He thought he could handle what was to come, but he had no

knowledge or instinct. It was decided among my peers that no one was really the protagonist,

since Mother Nature really doesn't care who's who. But I like to think the protagonist was the

dog, because he knew what to do, though without knowing he did, and stayed at the man's side,

trying to convince him to go back but keeping with him out of loyalty.

The point of view is omniscient, to tell the story of the man, the dog, and nature. You get to see

why certain things happen, and what the characters are thinking."The tale is told by a

mysterious narrator, centering on a nameless man and a nameless dog." Confirms Jill

Widdecombe in a critique I found on the web. I'd like to believe it was Nature telling the

story, with how simple the style sounds. Though if it really were Mother Nature, I think the

style would be even more so non-subjective; the story would be boiled down to a very basic

level, simply because Nature doesn't care about what the characters, or any earthling, are

feeling. I think she only cares about what they are doing, and if that might affect her.

Mother Nature already equipped with the things to support life, this comes instinctively to her.

It's not something she offers up or tells you about. You have to watch and learn, and those

attributes of hers will show. If you can take advantage of her gifts, then you might survive.

The outcome of the story was expected, though not hoped for. Again, he doesn't notice the little

things, the harsh cold, the dog trying to stay back at the camp. I'm much fonder of the

first version of 'To Build a Fire,' just for the happy ending: 'In a month's time he was able to

be about on his feet... But the scars on his hands he knows he will carry to the grave. And –

"Never travel alone!" he now lays down the precept of the North.' But I think the outcome of the
second version is truer to reality, and probably makes for a more interesting read for my peers,

but not for myself.

Works Cited

London, Jack. "To Build a Fire." Youth's Companion, v. 76, May 29, 1902 <http://london.sonoma.edu/Writings/Uncollected/tobuildafire.html>

London, Jack. "To Build a Fire." The Century Magazine, v.76, August, 1908. Interactive Edition Literature. X.J. Kennedy, Dana Gioia. Pearson Longman. 2007. 119-129.

"Criticism of Jack London's To Build a Fire." 123HelpMe.com. 30 Sep 2008

Prompt: Mechanical Pencil

2008-09-24T00:14:00.002-05:00

I think I was supposed to write a story, but that didn't happen. Here's what did.

On my DeviantArt page, where they have you list your Tools of the Trade, are the words: "Pencil, pencil colours, and some computer paper." The list neglects to mention that it has grown to include eye shadows, pens, and an actual sketch book. Not that that has anything to do with what I'm writing. It also neglects to mention that the sort of pencil I use currently is a mechanical pencil.

When you browse other DeviantArt pages, a number of professional sounding programs and tools will be listed under other users' 'Tools of the Trade.' Their art is beautifully rendered, painted, coloured, lines graceful and harsh, emotions intense and soft. Pieces that took hours upon hours of work, and get hundreds and hundreds of comments and favourites. All the little imperfections users complain about in their art have no standing with me. When you see the final work of some of these users.... It doesn't matter if it's anime, or realistic, or any other genre of art; some of those users just make their art...perfect.

I think I'm pretty good when I draw in my anime style, and I've improved a lot over the past year. But I feel my art is nothing compared to theirs. The users with all the fancy programs and expensive tools just seem to outshine me, cast a shadow over everything I do. It's not my style that I feel bad about, but I feel that my drawing ability and the tools that I use seem to just pale in comparison. It's just me and my brightly coloured mechanical pencil. I still have trouble with drawing some angles, and sometimes the piece just looks... wonky. I don't really have anything to measure with; It's just my eye, the mechanical pencil, and a prayer, usually. I have to keep going in to fix whatever problem there is, leaving graphite skids and marks with that white awesome/horrible eraser. There are times when I'm satisfied with my work, but other pieces I'll abandon as too hard, or UN-salvageable.

I feel like such a...pardon me, but I feel like a noob. I'm basically still in preschool when it comes to what I use to create my art. Forget the programs, tools, and scanner, I don't even have a flat surface in my home to draw on. It's just me, my lap, pillow, or hardcover book, the paper, and my mechanical pencil. The mechanical pencil that seems to run out after a day or two of non-stop drawing, that runs out of eraser after one day of non-stop drawing before is runs out of graphite.

So, here's why I keep using the mechanical pencil. If I don't have one of those non-stop-drawing phases, the pencil will last for quite a long time. The eraser is usually pretty good, depending on how hard I'm drawing. It's definitely an upgrade from a wooden pencil the runs out of graphite fast, and can only be restored with a sharpener instead of a click. Of course, the most important reason I use a mechanical pencil; It's all I have. We don't really have the money to go out and buy all of those expensive things to make my art the way I'd like to make it. So, I use other users perfect art as motivation, and hope that with my rag-tag set of tools I can someday approach the level of awesome these users have reached with programs and precision tools.

No matter how I feel about my art, though, I haven't stopped drawing. There have been times when I've taken a break from drawing because of laziness, or have stopped myself from drawing because I couldn't think of what to draw, or had too many ideas. But It's inevitable, really. I can tell myself that whatever idea I have in my head is too stupid draw, or that it won't look perfect because of the pink plastic tube full of lead I'm using, but it never sticks. I still keep drawing anywhere and everywhere, whether or not it's an appropriate time to do so, hard surface or none, with my sketch book and my mechanical pencil.

Contribution

2008-09-18T17:43:00.003-05:00

The theme, I think, is that sex is a casual thing in this story. The storm represents Calixta's and Alcee's passion and forbidden love, and once it passed, their families were still okay. "Everyone was happy."
The setting is in Louisiana in the 1800's, near or in New Orleans. And the point of view from which the story is told is mainly Calixta's.

Character Analysing-

Calixta- Married, has a son. Knew Alee before the storm.

Bobinot- Calixta's husband, out during the storm.

Bibi- Calixta's and Bobinot's son. That's kind of it. He's not afraid of the storm.

Alcee- Old flame of Calixta's. He stops at her house to avoid the storm.

Clarisse- Alcee's wife. Briefly mentioned in the story. She was staying in Bioxil(sp?).

Letter to the lady next door.

2008-09-10T12:39:00.011-05:00

Disclaimer: If you do not believe you did or did not commit any of the actions/crimes I, Katharine Laie Trevino, accuse you of in the following paragraphs, please disregard this letter. This letter was thought out by me; The rest of my family is completely innocent.

Dear...Lady next door to us,

Please forgive me, but you didn't have a name when I was little, just Shelby's (Sp?) mother. This is not a hate letter, this is not a threat; The words I prepare to put down in this letter are not of a harmful nature. I simply just do not know what to do. You've rendered our family helpless. The only thing I can think of is to do at this moment is to just tell you what I believe you did and how you've made my family and myself feel.

Last year, on November 1, at around 5:00pm, we had to put down our kitten because of anti-freeze poisoning that had destroyed his liver. We discovered a can of friskies cat food underneath our corvette, and assumed that is where the poisoning came from. We discarded the can. Tuesday, September 09, we received a notice from Animal control stating that they had received a statement that our oldest cat had been roaming through yards, and that we had 24 hours to call before they started to fine us. Today, Wednesday the 10th of September, we have to catch our cat and give him up to a shelter because we cannot afford to pay fines for our cat to roam.

Yes, I believe in my heart you are behind this, ma'am. Once again, if you believe or actually did not commit these actions/crimes, disregard the above and following statements. Yes, some of our other neighbors could have been behind this, but none had it out that bad for our cats than you. We've seen your past attempts to keep 'pests' out of your yard, leaving behind pink pills and chili flakes in a futile attempt to kill any animal that comes near your property. Now, I need you to understand something; I am acting purely on my own. I was not influenced by my family, friends or neighbors, merely by the actions you have taken to destroy and hurt my family and my own feelings of helplessness and sadness. If you want to punish or threaten someone for this letter, let it be me. I am an adult now, so please, don't hold back, though I really don't believe you would.

Now that you have killed our tiny, defenseless kitten, now that you have sent away our beautiful, outspoken cat, can you please leave my family alone? Please, you've hurt us all enough already. I don't know what else to do but to beg that you please stop killing and hurting my loved ones. I would say something like 'I can't believe you could be that horrible,' but you've already proved that you are. There is nothing I can offer and nothing I can do to stop you from hurting us. I just wanted to see if I could reach you somehow and tell you that you are hurting us.

My little sister and I have never experience the death of a loved one like that, right in front of us. We watched him wither away for days, then watched his life slip away right before our eyes. His name was Charles Darwin, and he was barely a year old when he died. Yes, death is a part of life, but when a member of your family, even the cat, is murdered, it just makes it all the more difficult to swallow. Now we have to send away our Ma-kun, who we helped after his own family moved and left him behind. I just hope that this was enough for you, because I know my family can't take anymore.

You've made my mother cry, me cry, and my sister cry for too many days to count, let alone add up. My father, though he knows they were just animals, still feels sad when they leave. Once again, I am doing this on my own, because I don't want to see my family hurt anymore. I don't want to hurt anymore. I don't want to make any comparisons; 'How would you feel if someone killed so-and-so?' You've heard it before, and that obviously didn't help. I beg you, we have not hurt your family, threatened your family, or have taken any actions against you, and we still won't. I officially wave the white flag for myself and my family. We surrender. Please let my family and myself live in peace.

I just hope that you have more respect for the creatures that inhabit this earth with us because this letter might get through to you. Maybe, you'll understand the pain you put us through. Maybe, you'll stop hurting animals. I hope, because it's all I can do.

If you have any questions/threats you would like to ask/give me, please contact me at gunmage04@yahoo.com. Otherwise, you know where I live.

Sincerely,

Miss Katharine Laie Trevino

2008-09-09T21:25:00.003-05:00

I am very honoured to be writing this letter of recommendation for my best friend. I've known Holly Freeman since we were in the Fourth grade. That's 10 years I've known her, and she's still my best friend today. So I know a bit about she operates and thinks when in school and the workplace.

Holly has many admirable qualities which make her a hard worker and a top quality worker. She is a very reliable and trustworthy person. She is always on time to every appointment, event, or function. When Holly, myself, and my friends have to be somewhere at a certain time, she makes sure we're all up and moving and ready to go. She is also very organized. In high school, she was the president and I was the secretary of the Anime Club. Even thought it was my job to keep records, know important dates and stay organized, Holly always knew what was happening and kept up with club events. She also helped me with the organization of the club. Holly always acts very responsibly and is very organized.

She is also a good motivator. Again, in Anime club, she very effectively got the club members to take part in all the events that we planned for the school year. She would also help motivate her own students when she taught Hebrew at Congregation Beth Shalom. She made sure her students wanted to participate in class with games that would help them learn the Hebrew language. In Holly's own studies, she has always made sure to keep her grades up. She makes sure to keep up with her school projects and homework, and makes good marks on all of her work. She even tutors me in math, and helps improve my own work.

Holly has always been very outgoing, sociable, and polite. She friends with everyone and tries to help everyone as best she can, and I'm glad she's my best friend. I've had the honour of watching my friend grow into the woman she is today, and I have the privilege to say that I've helped to shape her. I'm very grateful that I met her when I was younger, and grateful still that we are still friends today. She is an outstanding woman, an outstanding friend, and an outstanding worker. If you have any further questions about Holly, please feel free to contact me at gunmage04@yahoo.com.

Sincerely,

Miss Katharine Trevino

Prince, Mage, and Sage- The Second Quest for the Moon

2008-08-20T17:40:00.015-05:00

Long ago, the Prince and his older sister, the painted Seeker, quested to find the Moon. The Moon often enjoyed playing hide and seek, turning into different objects and creatures to allude the people of earth. So, many times the Prince and the Seeker traveled through their kingdom, overcoming many obstacles to find the Moon. Once they caught the Moon for the final time, they asked her to stay in the night sky so the people of earth could see at night. The Moon agreed and stayed in the night sky.

Soon after, the Prince and his family moved to a strange land, far in the west. He was not happy to leave his homeland, and made this very clear to his family, but they still left their beautiful land behind. Where he arrived in his new kingdom, he met two sisters, the youngest a Mage, the oldest a Sage. They became good friends, and the two sisters pledged their loyalty to the beautiful Prince.

One night while at the Prince's mansion, the Prince glanced out of the window and noticed the Moon was not where it was supposed to be. He knew it was the night for the Moon to shine in it's fullness, and he became upset at this. The Mage and Sage asked him what was wrong, and he explained his and his sister's quest to find the Moon. After hearing his story, and seeing that the Moon had gone back on her word, the two sisters decided to help. The Mage was excited to go on a new quest and practise her magic, while the Sage was focused on putting the Moon back in the sky so all humans on earth could see where they were going safely. Of course, the Prince simply felt it was his job to make sure the Moon stayed put.

So, off they went down the road, lanterns flickering down the path.

The first obstacle was the dark shadows. They would try to fool the trio by stretching themselves in the light, trying to scare them into going back to the mansion. But the Mage used her power of light to keep them at bay.

The second obstacle was where to look for the Moon. The Prince said that the Moon loved to change forms and visit the earth sometimes to play hide and seek. So, as they continued on, the Sage looked for some sort of trail or clue to find the Moon. The night air was still; not a soul was around, save for the trio. Then, the Sage heard a tiny sound, the tweeting of a bird. The Sage knew they would find the Moon if they followed the sounds of the bird. The Prince agreed, recognizing the trick from his first quest.

So, deeper and deeper they moved down the path, the tweeting becoming louder and louder.

Then, a top a small, grassy mound of earth, they found a dark-leaved tree. They were cautious as they approached the tree, hoping the Moon would not fly away. The Prince called out to the Moon, who was still tweeting, but gave no answer. Again, the Prince called to her and demanded that the Moon take her place back in the sky. The Moon-bird simply kept tweeting. The Sage then took over, speaking gently to the Moon. It sounded as though the Moon was in trouble, and the Sage asked her this. The Moon finally answered, telling the trio that she had come to visit earth, but that she had gotten stuck in the tree and could not move back up to the sky.

The Prince then knew that the Moon did not go back on her word, and asked his friends to help save her. The Mage used her Magi staff and muttered a string of strange words. The air around the Moon-bird began to sparkle, and she floated safely up out of the tree. She gave a happy tweet, and transformed into a beautiful goddess.

To show her thanks to the trio, she gave each of them a gift. First, to the Prince, she gave a beautiful moonstone dress that would never go out of style, or get torn or dirty. Second, to the Mage, she gave a shining light crystal, to enhance her powers. Lastly, to the Sage, she gave a large gilded book, filled with the ancient wisdom of the stars.

They bid farewell to the Moon, who took her proper place in the night sky. The trio put out their lanterns and walked back up the Moon-lit path, gushing about their new gifts all the way home.

The Prince missed his homeland, and missed his beautiful kingdom and it's beautiful people. But
as long as the Prince had his two friends the Mage and the Sage to play and work with, he would love to rule over his new kingdom.

Late night with Q and Sendhil

2008-08-18T00:21:00.002-05:00

3:15am: I finally get to my room. Getting to bed takes a bit longer. The very last thing I get to is trying to find my remote. I go over to my sister's bed and crouch down, looking all over the floor. My sister Sendhil turns and opens her eyes. My tounge is peeping out of my mouth and my eyes are wide. She smiles, and we both start cracking the fuck up.

3:25am: After laying in our beds and talking/laughing for a bit, Tina decides to use the bathroom. A bit later she comes out laughing. She thought she was dreaming and tried to use the plunger to fix the toilet. She thought to herself that it wasn't working that she would do it better when she was awake. Once again, we cracked the fuck up, tears a brewin'.

Thank you, goodnight! (Morning...)

Currently in the Continuum # 7- The Update

2008-07-27T23:00:00.005-05:00

Hey....you. Yeah, haven't been around here in a bit. I've been gone so long because the lappy is down, and my sisters rule the compy. So, yeah. Drew a couple new pictures, but I need the lappy to get working again because I need the lappy to post the pics to my devianart account. *UGH*

Yeah. I've been feeling a lot better. A few lapses here and there, but I'm working on it, I'm working on it.

Sorry, that's about it. Just been hanging out with the Q crew this whole time.

How have you been? *Shines down the counter*

Currently in the Continuum #6

2008-07-12T23:50:00.002-05:00

Q here. Listening to awesome music while all us Q get out makeup on. I'm done with mine, but my sister is still getting pimped. I look pretty, I think. Stupid spots....

I forgot what I was going to say. Ick. Anyways, I'm good.

Oh, wait, I remember. This lappy kinda sucks. I'm blogging on q's lappy, and it's just slow. No offense to q, though. He'd hurt me if he read this. lol.

Oh, right. We're here with q again because part of the Continuum got a little.....wet. Yeah, Q was all trying to fix something and yeah....Well, it's wet. So we're over here.....

We like to.....MOVE IT!!!! MOVE YOUR BODY!

Currently in the Continuum #5

2008-07-06T23:09:00.003-05:00

Yo! I bring quotes..ness...

"You are too concerned with what has been and what will be...Yesterday is history, tomorrow is a mystery, but today is a gift." -from Kung-Fu Panda

My pinky hurts.....no, that's not a quote. Anyway, you should go see Kung-Fu Panda. Damn good movie. Very funny. Skadoosh.

Daddy's Cancer...

2008-06-24T19:38:00.004-05:00

...Is returning. The lymph nodes on his back are swelling. They are still too small too do anything about. We will have to wait a few months and see. I'm not too worried. Daddy has a chance to fight since we caught them early. If I did worry, I would surely die from doing so. Sorry, there was no better way to word that without it sounding over-dramatic. Even though this is dramatic....Just deal with it. No better way to say it.

I'll give my feelings on it later.

Please pray, whatever religion you are, pray.

We'll take as much good energy as you can give.

Dif-tor heh smusma.

Germany Vs. Turkey

2008-06-24T15:48:00.003-05:00

The semi-finals are June 25, for you American readers who don't watch. lol. Who do I think is going to win? Well, i'm biased since we've got our very own German Princess and he would be upset if I didn't side with him, but, yeah, I'm for Germany. Not just because of our Princess, though. If you look at the record, Germany has 11 wins and 3 losses. Turkey has 3 wins and 11 losses. Well, they made it this far, so we'll see, but i'll be cheering for Germany.

Just wanted to post about it.....

Currently in the Continuum #4

2008-06-24T05:13:00.003-05:00

I woke up almost an hour ago. But not because of what has been keeping me up. Which is good. Woot. Sendhil's alarm is going off, hold up.

She says she is going to wake up at 5:30AM. She says she love to change the alarm time. Now she's telling me about her dream. Something about someone asking her where Naples or Whales was, but she said Whales out loud a little while ago, but I heard Phone booths....She also had a dream about her ex, telling her to date Adrian, 'their good friend'.

So I says 'Our good friend, Adrian,' should be their next song. They have a made up band called 'The Assassination of Jimmy Fiction.' It's hella good, but only good if you're imagination is good. Mine is excellent.

Anways, just updating since I'm awake. The continuum is quiet for now, but we'll get moving soon. I gotta wake up Sendhil.

Diamonds from Sierra Leon....if that's how you spell it.

Update on CC # 3

2008-06-21T17:00:00.006-05:00

Never mind. They said they wanted to go out later, around 7:00. I think they did this to make me feel better, but I don't know. They knew I was upset....eh, whatever. Don't jump the gun, kids.

See ya!

Currently in the continuum #3

2008-06-21T16:09:00.004-05:00

Oh, boo.

They've left me.

I woke up a few minutes a ago to dad yelling:

"The cats out!" and then finding out that the others have left.

They just came in. *Sigh* Before Daddy said they were going to get me to go shopping after they had gone eating. But they've done the shopping. They've done this before, and it didn't bother me, but I was so looking forward to it. I was thinking of the fun we could have. Now I'd like to cry about it, but I don't want to. I'm tired of it. Ugh. I'm such a noob. In many respects I'm very grown up, but in others I'm still very much a child. So I'm kind of just sitting here fighting tears back, telling myself to grow up.

I got up and left the living room, Mama asking me why, and I just gave her short, curt, upset, childish answers. Man, it bites. I wish I could have gone out, but I've been having bouts of insomnia, and I end up sleeping during the day. Oh, well. I suppose I'll just have to go out at night and fun somehow. Ugh. They brought me back some snacks to be nice, but it just makes me feel worse. My sister came in being all nice and telling me what they got me, but I was just like, "yeah...cool...alright..."

I'd like to be over it now. Oh well, I'll just keep fighting them back until night really falls and I can cry safely, or I'll just try not to cry at all. Cause, you know, then there are questions to answer, and I have to feel all bad and they'll tell me I shouldn't or I have no right or something. And to think, I could have been having fun at Baby's house, but Mom said no, so I feel like crap when I shouldn't be feeling like crap. *rolls on the floor* BOOooooooo!

So, how are you doing? :(

Once upon a time, things weren't so bad...

2008-06-16T02:19:00.007-05:00

I felt like writing a story. Based on true events.

Once, there was a tiny baby named Dy. He had a big family, and he was a very happy little baby boy. He had an older half brother named Dir and an older sister named Toboe. He also had a mother, Mercury, and a father, whose name he could not recall. But one day, his father kidnapped he and his big sister, and took them far away from their home. His mother sent the guards to rescue them, but after that, he never heard from, or saw his father again.

After a beginning like that, he knew he was in for an adventurous life. He grew up with out a father, but that wasn't so bad. He still had his mother, Dir, and Toboe. When he was a little older, his sister Toboe made a new friend named Chi. She was nice, but his sister hogged her all to herself. Then, a while later, he met Chi's older sister, Kay. She was very nice, and loved to play with him. And so, they all grew up together and went through good and bad times, their bond becoming very strong. But then Dy and his family moved, and they didn't see Chi and Kay for one whole year.

When the four finally met again, they were much older. The girls were women, and he was now a young boy instead of a child. They were happy, and started crying and hugging each other. Now things would be as they always were, Dy thought. Of course, things could not be as they always were. Though Chi and Kat had not changed much, his family had. His mother Mercury had become enchanted by a strange man named Je, and she did whatever he said. Dy was worried over this, but Je made his mother happy, so he wasn't so bad. Je brought two new siblings with him as well. Drea and Nico were alright, for the most part, but they always complained and whined about everything. And they got what they wanted, too, which infuriated Dy. Fairness was tossed out of the window where Je's children were concerned. They were a constant source of stress for Dy, but he tried to tolerate them.

His brother and sister, Dir and Toboe, had gotten closer, though they still fought. They would unite against him, and beat him up, but that wasn't so bad. That was not a huge change, either. They had always been that way towards him, and the fighting made him strong. So that wasn't so bad for Dy.

But then more things changed. Like his mother, Toboe became enchanted by Mic, one of Chi's former admirers. Toboe was enamoured with Mic, and vowed to follow him to the ends of the earth. But Mic was a terrible person. His love for Toboe was not true, and he simply kept her around for amusement. This angered Dy, but Mic made Toboe happy, so...it wasn't so bad. Chi and Kay were upset with Mic as well, and had tried many times to break Mic's spell, but there was no bringing her back. She had been under his spell too long. Realizing that her heart had sunk into the darkness, the girls sadly gave up trying to rescue the bewitched Toboe.

His brother Dir, now a man, had stayed with his family far too long. It was time for him to leave and take a mate, to make a name of his own. His mother Mercury knew this, and made him leave their home. After much yelling, Dir was gone. But Dy got his old room, so it wasn't so bad.

Then, his sister Toboe left as well, but it was not her time. She still had a few seasons left until it was her turn to leave home. Under Mic's spell, she packed her things and left to be with him. This did not bother him too much, but she was a constant source of pain and sorrow for his mother Mercury, and this Dy could not forgive his sister. If only Toboe would stop to think of their mother...

Shortly afterward, he was sent to Chi and Kay's home, which was big a relief. He thought he would never get to see them again because Toboe wasn't there to accompany him. It really wasn't so bad, as long as he could still see the sisters. They talked of many things, and played many games. He met some new friends, Bec, a girl Chi and Kay took in after her own mother made her leave before her time. The other was a boy-prince named Kevco, who lived in grand home, and was also grand himself.

He had a fun time with Chi and Kay, as he usually did. But that was peppered with upsetting messages to his sister, and having to be the balance between his family and Toboe. Kay did not like this, and wished they could all do something about it. Now a young man, Dy could do something about it. It wasn't so bad, but he wondered if just once, everything could be okay, instead of 'not so bad.' His family's hearts were sinking into darkness, and they always had been. Kay had always worried about this since he had met her, and had been worried that his own heart would go down into darkness as well. Maybe it was time he started to worry, too. Maybe it was about time he cared.

Maybe it was about time to do something about it.

To be continued....perhaps....

I'm Her Best Friend...

2008-06-16T01:29:00.007-05:00

...but I don't know if she's mine.

We've known each other since elementary school. Cried together, been happy together. Hated each other, loved each other, and have been slightly annoyed with each other. Through thick and thin, straight and curly, questionable and known. Now I've established that we've been through a lot of commas.

But, as we've been through high school, and are now in college, I've begun to notice something. She can talk to me about anything in the world, and she won't hear anything negative from me. Not a word. You might think I'm lying, but I've never thought that anything that came out of her mouth was worth making fun of. I've teased her of course, but never anything that would hurt her or make what she feels or thinks invalid. It's always been this way elementary school, and I've become used to hearing about everything all of the time from her. And I always thought I could do the same.

But we were talking once, with an old friend, and I mentioned a belief of mine. I won't go into detail, but it has to do with the supernatural and things of that nature. Well, sort of. As I was saying, I mentioned this, and my friend of ten years, the one who I am supposed to be able to tell
about anything without fear of ridicule, my Best Friend says:

"Oh, that nonsense."

Oh. Is that how you felt? All of those times I poured my heart out, you listened, and all the while thought it was nonsense? And she embarrassed me in front of our old friend. If I wasn't already afraid of how the world accepts me and my thoughts... I wished she would have told me how she felt. I know others would say I should tell her how I feel about what she said, but It wouldn't change her feelings about my beliefs. Like I said, I've never thought anything she thought or felt was nonsense. Ever. Because I would never want anyone to treat my thoughts and feelings as invalid, or think they were nonsense. Heh. So much for all of that.

I don't have anyone to talk to about everything like she does. I've always wondered what it feels like to have one special person to just let it all out to. It used to be her, but even then I could only tell her certain things. I have various people I feel I can talk to about certain things. But never really one person. Isn't that one of the definitions of a best friend? I'm not sure. If we're going off of everything else but that, then she is my best friend. I just can't tell her how I feel or what I believe in....

Needless to say, I don't mention those things much at all anymore. And thankfully, she hasn't noticed. I'd hate to inconvenience her and make things awkward between the two of us.

As for the rest of my friends...um.

*Sigh*

I really need new friends...

Why everyone hates Star Trek (and why I love it)

2008-06-09T00:30:00.000-05:00

I went searching on Google blog search... thing.... for Star Trek blogs. There were blogs about Star Trek, but no Star Trek blogs. I looked up Star Wars blogs, and yeah, many blog posts about, and blogs for it. I don't really understand why Star Trek isn't as popular Star Wars. I have a thought as to why it wouldn't be so popular, but no real answers.

Star Trek is 'too cerebral' for normal T.V. viewers.

This was the reason that was given to Gene Roddenberry when he showed the first Star Trek pilot to T.V. execs. They told him to 'dumb it down.' That's not an exact quote, by the way. He 'dumbed it down' a bit, the show was green-lighted, and three seasons later, it was cancelled. Sure, it came back, but there is still not as large a following, I feel, as the light saber wielders for their series. Even though Star Trek is older than Star Wars (Trek came out in 1965-1966), it's still not as popular. There are huge differences though, even though many would like to believe one copied off of the other. But really, they are very, very different, and not in the ways you think. Star Wars is action packed, with amazing effects because it came out when SFX had become more advanced, and has a fast pace. It's easier to get into, since the story, in my humble opinion, isn't that complex.

Because Trek has been around so long, the story has evolved, intertwined with other Star Trek series; the Trek universe has been expanding, and it can be hard to keep up with. So, yes, Star Trek being older than Star Wars has crippled it a bit. It's even lost fans over the great stretch of time since it aired. I don't personally believe that the themes and stories of Star Trek are that hard to understand, (and most can still be applied to today) but I do think that people just don't have the time or patience to want to understand and become immersed in the story. Star Wars is easy to jump into, since the story has stayed the same.

No, I don't have anything against Star Wars. I don't feel like watching any of the movies was a waste of my life, and yes, I've seen all of them. I just wish I could meet more people who could say, "Yeah, I've watched a few episodes, and it was pretty good." Or, "Yeah, I love Star Trek." Instead of always getting "I never got into to it", and the ever popular, "Star Wars is better."

Getting off topic, why do Star Wars fans have to be like 'that'? Immediately, the response out their mouths after I say I like Star Trek, "Star Wars is better." Here's where the title comes into play, actually. A friend of mine said a few weeks ago he encountered a Star Wars fan who got angry when he said he liked Star Trek. He started to ask him why, and looked like he was going to punch him in the face if he said something wrong. He almost seemed like he hated it. You guys need to lighten up a bit. I'm not saying we don't get like that, but our anger is with people who change the series, or mess up the cannon. Not with people who like Tribbles better than Wookies. I dunno, maybe you guys have run into an angry Trekkie, or Trekker, but I usually see the mean Star Wars fan. I don't know what you've got to be angry about anyway, your series is more popular than mine. Get rid of your anger problems in a light saber battle or something.

Now, all the reasons people aren't into Star Trek are the reasons I love it. There is so much depth to the stories, so many new things to encounter; different characters, races, worlds, universe, plains of existence. So. freaking. Awesome. The world of Star Trek is sprawling, and there is so much to experience and learn, but the message stays the same. That message can be interpreted in different ways, to me. Maybe it is just fixed, but it's always a positive message, a positive view of human kind. That we'll keep growing, learning, progressing through this universe, into the unknown with hope, towards a brighter future and existence. That we will learn to tolerate, and finally accept others that are different from us, and welcome them as a new, and interesting part of this big old universe of ours. To coin a Vulcan philosophy: Infinite Diversity in Infinite Combinations. The IDIC. Like I said, the themes in Star Trek can still be applied to today.

I don't care how cheesy it sounded, but I love that message. I really think that's what it is, and I hope we can all reach that someday. Yeah, this is coming from someone most people think is a pessimist. On that optimistic note, I'll end my rant. In closing, give love, peace, and the IDIC a chance, people (and Star Wars fans).

Currently in the Continuum #2

2008-06-08T02:35:00.000-05:00

If these get past ten, I'm going to stop numbering them.

Right now I'm sitting in the big old red chair, tip-tapping on the lappy and watching some HGTV. Like I said before, my life is calm and quiet for the most part. I think Daddy is moving around back there, and this couple needs to get it together. I'm bored once again as well, thus, the mudane update.

I swear, I'll try to make this blog cool so it's not another waste of internet space.

Oh, yeah, and I think Milo Ventimiglia is okay, but then he does the coolest things. It's like he's trying to make me love him. Well, I'm not falling for it, cancer! Phasers pwn lightsabers noob!

Uh-oh.

(I've just started a geek/nerd war, haven't I?)

Yup, Daddy is up. He's strolling past.

Okay, I'm out.

ஜஸ்ட் வாண்டேது டு ட்ரை திஸ்.

2008-06-07T18:45:00.000-05:00

ஹொவ் கூல் இஸ் திஸ்? தமிழ் சரச்டேர்ஸ் ஆர் சோ ப்றேட்டி.....

Dude, so cool. Love the transliteration button. Okay, done.

Currently in the Continuum #1

2008-06-05T00:35:00.000-05:00

I've always wanted to blog in the thick of things; Whether at a party, or at someones house, or just doing something. And currently, I am!

My world, essentially, is pretty slow and quiet. But only because 1) I choose to keep it that way, 2) There aren't very many of us here, and 3) the ones that are here are always busy. But most of the time, I'm just very lazy. But right now, I'm surrounded by q and we were running around the Station of Serenity, but now they're gonna watch some movie. Anyway, it's always funny and hilarious when these q get together. They talk and laugh a lot. And they make my front and sides hurt like crazy.

I always wonder what it would be like if all of us got together and decided to party; I doubt most of them would get along, but it might be fun. Maybe... I don't know. We're tried it a few times, and it was fine, but it wasn't really everyone. Heh. Well, It's not much, but I figured I should post something....Plus, I don't really wanna watch this movie....Ugh, so boring... Oh well, I suppose I'll have to be bored sometimes. Otherwise, the exciting parts wouldn't be any fun.