As I am firmly against the "twilight" brand of vampires. I'm going to go with vampire hunter. I need to get into better shape, but I would love to kick vampire ass like Buffy. Old school vampires are cool, but they are also universally evil, and I suck at being evil.
The first was Senior year. My school has a retreat for the Senior class that takes place in a town that is quiet popular in the summer, but nearly deserted in winter and early spring (which is when we went.) Fifty girls, minimal adult supervision, no cell phones or other contact with the outside word in an old house in a nearly deserted shore town. Yeah, i was waiting for the demons/ killer shark to show up too. Of course we had a lovely time if you don't count the fact that three girls got a stomach bug and another broke her foot. It was an eventful retreat, put still mostly positive and not a bloodbath. I went home laughing that I was so worried.
fast forward to tonight. The Bronx Zoo is across the street from my campus and an Egyptian cobra has escaped. This was Friday night, they only broke the story today. So now there is a good chance that there's an Oedipusing* snake on my Oedipusing campus. Enough is enough! I've had it!
I take comfort in the fact that if a horror movie was going to be set in March, there are only a few days to do it.
The 13th, only if it's a Friday, which it wasn't this year. All purpose Horror
The 15th, Ides of March, general bad luck and fate, though I'd love to see a movie with Zombie!Brutus and the Roman Senate
The 17th St. Patrick's Day, Killer Leprechauns.
Killer animal movies, especially with cold blooded reptiles are almost always set in summer, so I just have to hope they catch the little bastard before the end of term and I'm good. :)
*Oedipusing: I don't like to use big swear words if I can help it/ aren't in rant mode, so I'll just ask you this. What was Oedipus famous for besides killing his Father and solving the Sphinx's riddle?
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I don't want to hurt you, I really don't. I do want to smash your (no doubt expensive) stereo into several small pieces, but I am restraining myself in order to explain a few things to you.
1) See those buildings across the street? The ones that are gated in? Those are collage dorms, and, even though it is Halloween weekend, all but the most hard core partiers are back in their dorms by 3 am. Especially in that tan dorm over there, we're mostly science majors, we actually need to study because our classes are really hard. See those buildings around you? The ones that aren't stores are apartments, other people live in them. People are not nocturnal creatures and are more likely than not to be sleeping AT FOUR FUCKING THIRTY IN THE MORNING!
2) I respect your right to party, I really do, but you clearly do not respect my right, or anyone else's with in a three block radius for that matter, to sleep without their eardrums under constant attack. You were playing your music at a decibel level that would drive most people deaf within a month. This is from across the street, I can only imagine the damage it is doing to your own hearing. If you honestly can't hear your music unless it is turned up that loud, (a thing that wouldn't surprise me in the least), may I suggest you look into a hearing aid. There are several models that can be quite affordable. This would also solve the problem of the fact that your music causes your neighbors to fantasize about destroying your property/beating you up. I assure you music can still be enjoyable at a considerably lower volumes.
3) Yes, I am white. The demographics of the area surrounding campus suggest you are not. That really has nothing to do with it. I would be just as angry if you were blasting Beethoven instead of rap at that volume and that early in the morning. The music you were playing had a decent beat to it, and I would have actually liked it if it weren't played so obnoxiously loud and the lyrics weren't so demeaning to women.
4) I know I live in the Bronx now, but there are still noise pollution laws that prohibit the sort of shit you pulled last night, and if you do it again I will call the cops on your ass. I'm also 18, meaning chances are we're the same age or you're a little older. This isn't some old lady complaining about how the noise is disturbing her cats.
Thank you, and have a good day.
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Well, I could only bring one bookshelf of books with me to collage, and I brought all of the Harry Potter books. They would probably assume I was a huge nerd, and they would be correct in that assumption.
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So I know I haven't updated this journal in Forever, but my life has been oscillating from too crazy busy to post stuff to so boring I don't want to bother the internet with it. But, as I'm leaving for collage in a few weeks and will hopefully have all sorts of wacky hi-jinks to post about there, I'd figure I'd bring who ever is actually reading this up to speed.
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March: I went on one last whirlwind tour of the collages I had been accepted to,acting like goldilocks.
Loyola New Orleans (Too far)
Kalamazoo Collage MI (too small) (also, yes it's a real place, google it if you don't believe me)
I didn't take any pictures at Drexel, but it was too big and too close.
I finally settled on Fordham
Late March-Early April: I spent my spring break with Habitat for Humanity in West Virgina, it was a really fun experience, and I highly recommend it to anyone who gets the chance. The whole thing took place during Holy Week and I've never felt closer to God, or to what I feel the Church should be focusing on. Also I learned how to do dry way and met people from a completely different walk of life. Bonus!
the seniors who went on the trip (I'm on the far right)
I worked on her house!
May: Senioritis kicks in and things get really boring. Skipping!
June: I graduate my school Yay Me!
between this and grandparents and aunts and uncles and friends of the family I had more roses than I knew what to do with for weeks
July: One last vacation to my grandparents house in Northern MI before they sell it. I used to go up there every summer when I was a kid, but the last few years we've been too busy to make the 15 hour drive. It was really nostolgic.
Ahh Lake Michigan! Crystal clear water and no sharks, can I ask for more?
Sooo, that about sums it up. You may expect more updates when I actually get to collage, but we'll see.
- Current Mood: giddy
Ok, so I go to a Catholic school that teaches pre-kindergarten to 12th grade. that means that we have 4 year olds as well as 18 year olds at my school. Remember the lower part of that age range, it will be important. And, for full back story, I am a closeted bisexual. I believe in God and Jesus,and I try to be a good Catholic, but I disagree with the church on a few issues, namely gay marriage and women priests. I don't want to leave the church just yet, because I want to work for change from the inside, however long that might take. All that being said, sometimes the Church can be really, really frustrating.
It's a tradition in my school to have mass on the first Friday of every month. This month, mass was moved back a week, because the school auction was set up where we normally have mass (money sellers in the temple much?). So mass was today, and the theme this month was community service. I love community service, I love it so much I helped to start a freaking charity organization in 7th grade. I'm looking forward to a nice mass honoring this positive force for good in the church. Everything is going fine, until the school's priest, let's call him Fr. "John" gets up to do the homily.
Fr. "John" is known for giving really long, really out there homilies. Most people just humor him, since the way he rambles on, he can reliably get us out of second period. He starts out with a story about a boy and his pet deer, all well and good, although I wish he would tell a story with some female characters for once, considering we're an all girls school. Anyway, the deer story was cute, and was a good example of how good deeds and service can come back to help the people who do them. It was what came after that was rant worthy.
He began to talk about his work with the Missionaries of Charity (Mother Teresa's order) which was perfectly fine and appropriate until he started to talk about crack babies. Yep, that's right, he rambled on for a good two minutes about the effects of drugs and alcohol on unborn babies to FOUR -YEAR-OLDS! Completely inappropriate. Then, to make matters worse, he brings up lesbian couples, and basically says that lesbians who have kids are as bad as women who do crack and drink while pregnant, and that they are going hell and that crack babies and children who have two mommies (or daddies I'm assuming, although he didn't mention them explicitly) deserve to suffer. Again, there were four year olds in the audience. I can only pray that it went over their heads, but there were also eleven and twelve year olds in the audience, who were old enough to know what he was talking about, but young enough to take it at face value. Twelve year olds don't know that it's ok to question authority yet. I shudder to remember what an ignorant bitch I was at twelve because I took all the people who told me that Gays and Muslims and [insert non-Italian/Irish Catholic group here] were evil at face value. Way to promote tolerance and spread Jesus' love Fr. John! [/sarcasm] [/rant]
I'm just depressed because it made me realize i only know one or two priests who aren't total hypocrites. It's sad that God would let his church get so corrupt and twist his message around so much.
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