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2.14.2003
 
Q: What am I to do without my valentine here?
The Orcale's Answer: One for the road, and two for the sidewalk.

Uhm. And as usual, I've no idea what that means, and even *less* of an idea as to whether it's amazingly prfound or just silly and random. *g* ..gotta love the Oracle...
 
Two Hearts Beat as One
(Bono; U2)

I don't know, I don't know which side I'm on.
I don't know my right from left or my right from wrong.
They say I'm a fool, they say I'm nothing
But if I'm a fool for you oh, that's something.
Two hearts beat as one.
Two hearts beat as one.
Two hearts.

I can't stop to dance
Honey, this is my last chance
I said, can't stop to dance
Maybe this is my last chance.
Two hearts beat as one.
Two hearts beat as one.
Two hearts.

Beat on black, beat on white
Beat on anything, don't get it right.
Beat on you, beat on me, beat on love.

I don't know
How to say what's got to be said
I don't know if it's black or white
There's others see it red
I don't get the answers right
I'll leave that to you
Is this love out of fashion
Or is it the time of year?
Are these words distraction
To the words you wanna hear?
Two hearts beat as one.
Two hearts beat as one.
Two hearts.

I try to spit it out
Try to explain.
The way I wanna feel
Oh, yeah, two hearts.

Well I can't stop to dance.
Maybe this is my last chance.
And I said, I can't stop to dance.
Maybe this is my last chance.
I said don't stop to dance
Maybe this is my last chance.
I said I can't stop to dance.
Maybe this is our last chance.
I said don't stop to dance.
Maybe this is our last chance.
Oh, oh!
 
Happy Valentine's Day, everyone!
^_^

<3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3

And remember, it's not just for those in love...but for all of those who love. (Which, I should hope, is everyone. ^_^)

2.13.2003
 
There. Archives are finally fixed.
..and there is *NO* extraneous crap in the code, cos I made the page from *absolute* *scratch*. (Well, 'cept I copy-pasted the code for the link-effects, cos it was easier that way..and the blogger-code, of course. but still. *g*)
*Yeah* for taking an html course. ^_^

Just sat table for Amnesty for an hour...'course, uhm, there were already like, eight people sitting there! *laughs* Ah well. Wasn't so bad...'cept I gotta go kick some people's asses cos no-one I knew came by. *scowls*

Oog. Sleepy. Haruna and I didn't get to sleep 'til frickin' 4a.m. this morning...oops. *g* I dunno, I had my hw done by midnight..then was writing to Megs..and scanning stuff out of Propaganda, think that's what did it...Haruna was up doing two papers, which I proof-read and helped her with...and...uh, yeah, was about 4 by the time we got into bed. saaaaaaad...*g*
Didn't have time for a nap today, either. meh.
Think we're headed to the Vagina Monologues over at the opera house in town tonight...supposed to be good, I think some AI people are headed there, too. (*laughs* They're everywhere!!! ..seriously, everywhere I go on campus lately, I run into Jen, or Nick, or someone. Crazy..*g*)

2.12.2003
 
These people should've been in my philosophy class. ^_^
(StolidWaffle: i don't think we can know anything, because everything is perception.
i love thespians: i think we can know. i just think there really is more than one answer.)
(..and later down...the end of here post here... ...I think I found this blog a while back, but lost track of it...think I'll check back again sometime..... ...this is why I love the internet so. ^_^)

Just played a quick game of duck-duck-goose in the middle of the hall with Britty and Erin. (Britty's idea. Who knows. *giggles*)

Had a *GREAT* day...made it to all my classes, they went pretty well (all two of them - first one was cancelled today! w007!! ^__^)...listened to happy anime-music alllllll day, which I think had something to do with it (you can't listen to Gravitation stuff for hours and *not* be happy! *g*)...and art class frickin' ROCKED, wound up with one of my best charcoal drawings EVER (and with just vine charcoal, at that! ..I think I like that stuff *g*). YAY! ^________^ (Would scan it in and show y'all..but..it's reallyreallybig. maybe if Erin ever brings her digital camera back here...)

I love snow. ^_^

And..
Happy birthday to my brother, matantis! ^_^

//end randomness (for the moment) ^_^
 
How slow is "As Slow as Possible"?
Apparently 673 years...
..*what* kind of a tempo marking would you *put* on that??? moltissississimo largo, or..? *g*
Best part of this article, tho? ..the very last paragraph. wow. *mad giggles*
(Compliments of Dave Barry's blog. *Great* frickin' fun. ^_^)

2.11.2003
 
So, figured out who it was that "likes me" according to someonelikesyou.com.
My friend Danielle.
..she got one, and was trying to figure out who it was, and plugged my e-mail addy in there. (they ask you for like a million guesses before they'll give you clues..and they have to be real e-mail addresses, which's annoying - the only reason I got out of sending 'em to everyone I knew was cos I've got a million e-mail addys *g*).
Gah.
...'least the mystery's solved...little disappointed, tho, was hoping against hope it might be for real? *giggles* (Right, not that I'm exactly actively looking for someone right now, cos, uh, yeah.. ^_~ But whatever.)
 
*sighs* So apparently, our generation *is* in fact a bunch of complete idiots. According to this, 55% of teenagers don't think there's any risk in trying Ecstacy just once. *groooaans* Ecstacy can KILL YOU the FIRST TIME you try it, people!!!!!! GAH! >_< (And I know statistics are never perfect...but still! gah.)
Some guy wanted Jesus as his lawyer for a case... wow. (The most bizarre part of it all, tho, I think may be the poorly-pieced together image accompanying the story! *Look* at that thing! It's horrible! *shudders*)
Some of this is going over my head, but...they've created a baby picture of our universe. Which is kinda cool..I'm not entirely following *how* they did it, but a science major, I'm not. *g*

And, best news of all for the day! Apparently U2's "The Hands That Built America" is up for an Oscar! ^______^
 
*smiles* Dionysoses are also wonderful... ran into him in the hall just now, he asked how my day was going..said alright, but I slept thru my first class - again.
"Well, you can't change it now, so just think that you got some extra sleep."
Yay for Dionysos. ^_^
 
Argh.
And now my comments've disappeared, enetation's down *yet* again...and tho I've entered in the right html, somewhere between blogger and the 'net at large it's getting lost and isn't refreshing my code, so one of the pics over there isn't coming up right. gahhhhh... >_<

Yes, I'll update the "love of the moment" again someday! *laughs* ..but I've not settled on one just now, so..*shrugs*

2.10.2003
 
*blinks*
We are *so* on college time.
..I just told Britty and Erin to have a nice evening.
*points at the time-stamp below*
 
In response to someone saying that the Internet and technology could be the death of literature, with people wanting things faster and more convenient...
"I feel that with or without science we'll always have some kind of literature. Science doesn't have to put an end to literature and literature doesn't have to put an end to science. Science can help enlighten literature and literature can enlighten some aspects and help science." - Edwidge Danticat (whom I've been researching for class all weekend)
 
Moms and best friends are some of the most wonderful things in the world. ^_^ ..they remind you that you're special, that you're not a waste of atoms and space and oxygen, that you've got something to offer, that you're worth listening and talking to, that people care about you..and most importantly..that you're loved. They believe in you even when you don't believe in yourself at all...and their faith in you spills over and surrounds you, holding you up again.....
(Tonight's special thanks go to Laur, for sending someone a candygram for me...and to Megs, for being so amazingly understanding and helpful...and to Mom, for just being a mom. ^_^)
 
So these are who we have to thank, for our life-blood - KaZaA. Yay! ^_^ (..an' they look/sound kinda *cute*, too... score! *laughs*)
I dunno. This article just makes me happy. *g*
 
w00000000000000007!!!!! :D
As you may've noticed, ***stardust is all pretty-looking again.

My boomspeed account has FINALLY come back up, full-sized and full-speed and everything else!
^_____^

(Actually...sad as this is...I think I'd forgotten this particular account - thought I'd registered a different one, not this one...and the e-mails for this were sent to an account I rarely use...oops. *vows to keep better track of things like this*!)

Only trouble is...I still haven't got a job yet. Silly library people... THIS WEEK! I'll go over there and ask about it THIS WEEK!!!! ..and if that falls thru, I'm *getting* something someplace else...even if I have to work at a dining hall. (I *reeeaaaally* don't want to...but dude. This is getting ridiculous. I need $, it's that simple. ..tuitions are going up by frickin' 41% next year? ye-ah. I need $.)

But for now...this's GREAT! :D ..I can host A-NY-THING I want! Anywhere! Any size! (err, well, almost - but I've got a hundred fucking megabytes of space to go with - that's a decent bit. ^________^)

2.09.2003
 
Note to self (and warning to others):
Do *NOT* attempt to start your day off by watching some of Serial Experiments Lain. Very, very bad idea. Great series, but, I mean, it *really* fucks with your head, for one. And it's very dark, in its way.
"Humans are all alone. They are not connected in any way."
Taking that thought...add in some odd and vaguely disturbing snatches of dreams...the feeling that you've realy done *nothing* worth anything lately...questions without answers...being away from home, in an environment where nothing is sure, not even the morals you've thought so solid for so long...missing people...one of your first actions of the morning being to accidentally swear in front of someone's parents, feeling like an ass because of it...and then just your typical (largely baseless but stil very real) anxieties and paranoias (does anyone really care about me?)...ad infinitum...
...and it's gonna seriously fuck with your day.

That's one thing that scares me lately...how easy it is to lose a moral compass. Once you're out of your childhood household, away from family and all that you once knew...once you're out of high school and the rigid rules of such...once you've reached a point in your life where you make up your own mind about things - the language you use, how you dress, how you stand on different issues...it's amazing and freeing and alive, it's great. But the more of an individual you are...the harder it can be to hold on to anything. There are so many things, that I thought I knew for sure...and now I don't. The one thing that I thought I could hang on to, was that I don't believe in sex before marriage. Not that I'll hate anyone who does, y'know, but just..I don't think it's quite right. That was just my thing. But here...it's such a casual thing, there are guys staying overnight all up and down this hall. (And yeah I know it's innocent in some cases...but in a lot, it's just not.) And there's no stigma attatched to this at all. And there are fewer and fewer of my friends who haven't done it yet. And I'm seeing less and less reason for my opinion on it.....
And I mean, that's just one of the things. Homosexuality...I believe it's wrong. I mean, think about it, it doesn't even make *sense*, for one thing - was it intended to be, we wouldn't be built the way we are, y'know?? But thing is...to say that? you get fucking *killed* for saying it's wrong. In this politically correct world, it's wrong to think homosexuality's wrong. I'm one of the close-minded enemy. (And then, there are things like my addiction to U2-slash-fics. It's all purely fantasy in my mind, honestly, I know it is. That's how I justify it (whether right or wrong). But I mean, Britty and I'll find a pic of two impossibly pretty guys kissing..and be totally turned on by it. What do I do with *that*?)

I want to be open-minded, I really try to be...but then again...I need to have something solid to hold on to....how do you reconsile that?
 
Reached a conclusion of sorts today, tho.
It's not fame that I want. (Which relieves me, actually. *g*) I don't *want* people always around me, begging for my attention, always watching me..there's an attraction in some of that, yeah, but for the most part...I love being alone a lot. Just walking around outside at night, looking up at the stars and breathing in the sweet air... I'm not graceful, I'd hate to have a camera on me all the time. There are so many days, I just *can't* deal with *people* in general. It's not that I hate company - I need friends and people around me to support me and make me feel loved, same as anyone else. But so many things, so many times...I'd just rather be alone.
What I want is...to do something important. Something worthwhile. I'd love to be a rock singer, to be able to give so much the way Bono and others can...but that's just it, I don't want it for the sake of celebrity - if anything, I've a feeling I'd *hate* a lot of that end of it. I just want it so I can give something..so I can bring these emotions and thoughts and things to people. I want to help save a child's life somewhere, I want to help correct just any of the wrongs that run rampant in the world outside...
I just don't want to sit in the placid suburbia, content and mindless.
And being in a rock band would be a great way to keep that from happening. *g* ...at the same time, tho, so would be helping out in a refugee camp somewhere in Africa, y'know?
I don't want fame per se...I just want to accomplish something.
 
There was one portion of the Orchesis concert, however, that kind of set me thinking afterwards... "Decay". Decay was sex, and bad habits - smoking and murdering and violence... And through most of it, they flashed words up above the stage (a la ZooTV): lust sex greed sin etc. And then...as the dancers (half of whom were skantily clad at this stage) coalesced into tableaus of sex and lust and violence... one phrase stayed. "Behold the children of God."
Which yeah, gave you massive chills.
But they lumped sex in with all of these other sins...yet sex is a part of life, it's in our nature, God made us to want it...but I know why it's in there. It's an all-encompassing thing, it sucks you in and away from everything else...even just kissing someone, that becomes your entire world. Your only thoughts are of that person and yourself...and hellaya, it feels incredible, you don't want it to stop.....and I can see how you could so easily let that become everything...your thoughts always on it, every moment just waiting for more of it, spending every possible chance getting more of it.....
Rai, in the Applebus, was somehow nearer the truth than I ever could have imagined.
It's a struggle of mind against body...no, not even mind, cos your mind can get caught up in it, too...I guess it's spirit versus body, the spiritual versus the physical. Only when you're in it, the lines don't seem so clear-cut, what you'd thought of as being right or wrong just goes right out the window, you don't even think of it, there's only the moment, you and someone else, and all you want is more...there's nothing else.
I'm not condemning this altogether - I'd be the worst sort of hypocrite if I was. I'm just...I don't know. warning, I guess, myself as well as anyone else who cares to take this... I don't think at all that it should be denied and repressed (because when the dam of repression crumbles, there's such a vast outpour that the sudden flood can obliterate everything before it, causing more damage than it ever could of had it been let go naturally). But it should be kept control of...you've just got to force yourself away from it sometimes, and not let it become your entire existance...cos what kind of existance is that? feels good, hellyeah...but...if you look back at that time...what was accomplished?
 
Went to the Orchesis concert last night...absolutely incredible. I wish I had the words to describe the smallest part of it...but I don't at all.
It's an on-campus dance group, they do all sorts of stuff, some Broadway-like numbers, some jazz, some more classical, some contemporary...and I've never been into dance at all before now, I'd never really been exposed to it. But there's been a couple of times where we've watched some videos Haruna has, of dance groups she was in and things back in Japan...there was one we watched just the other day, and we were blown away, it was just beautiful...
And then this, last night... I really wasn't sure what to expect, but I didn't think it'd be too bad, anyway... First half, they did a number of different things..the first one was just kind of a show-piece, it was very well done, but..*shrugs* eh. The second one, however... "The Big Bang", I think it was called? and the music was awesome, and the dancing just...wow. Britty and I just looked at each other at the end of it, reeling.. One of the pieces, "Nostalgia", was really beautiful, a very pretty piece of music, piano and cello (?) and violin, different dancers represented the different parts in the music, and it all fit together perfectly... I was entranced by the costumes, they were all very well done too... as was the lighting and just every aspect of it.
Second half, though, is what just... blew us away is too tame a way of putting it. "7"...seven stages of life, birth, growth, maturation, wisdom, decay, death, rebirth...they had quotes from the Bible and other places and words and images thrown up by a light onto a part of the stage...the beginning (and the Decay bit) was totally a ZooTV thing, overload, these words and things flying by faster than you can read, just fleeting snatches of things, both sacred and profane... What was really neat, was...y'know those giant..I don't even know how to descirbe them or what to call them, they look like little spiky balls, but then you can pull them out, and they're these interlocking strands of plastic-things, and turn into this huge sphere? they have 'em in like, gift shops at science museums. *g* In any case...they actually incorporated a number of them into the dance, and it was really cool...Birth was a masked girl, inside of one..then gradually working her way out of it, then collapsing it... The music and the lighting and the movements and just everything of it...like I said, I wish I was able to put the least of it into words, but I can't..... (so I don't even know why I'm writing all this here, goodness knows there's not much point in the end..except to bring the memories back for myself).....
 
Bit of a back-log on articles I meant to mention here...
I love this. Where the Twin Towers once stood, they're going to build a memorial, right? And they've narrowed it down to two plans - either of which would be the tallest constructions in the world. That's awesome. Blatant one-finger salute to the terrorists. I love America some days... ^_^
Yay for The Price is Right. ..they're right, it *is* like a security blanket in a way...it seems it's always been there, and always will be. Nice to have a few (nice) constants in this world...
This amuses me, for a number of different reasons...a kid allowed to, encouraged to, hack into the school system...
Floppy discs are fading out...that's kinda sad. I dunno. Granted, they've a point - they're really not used all *that* much anymore..heck, even anytime I had a PowerPoint to do for a class, I burned it to cd cos I needed the space for all my images..but still. For text files and all, they're still great, I can fit countless stories on one disc. And it's nice cos you don't have to worry about breaking them. And though they read a little slow sometimes (I think just because disc drives get neglected now, the emphasis on fast cd drives), it's still faster'n burning a cd...
This, I just appreciated...finally, an acknowledgement that there's a lot more going on in this world than we pay attention to. 35 armed conflicts going on in this world, right now...
Whole big long article on KaZaA and stuff... yeah. Y'know those "authorised" files they mention, that come up gold in KaZaA? Yeah. I *hate* those, and avoid them like the plague. They load all weird, take forever and come up with a little blurb-window, and then expire on you. Frickin' retarded...
This, I think is good - schools get federal funding cuts if they don't let students get together to pray outside of class. Which's great. ^_^ Only thing is...I noticed that it prohibits teachers from leading students in prayer. I mean, yes, that's good in general, in class and all. But what about the Bible study "club" (*groans, remembering the pointless debacle over the "club" bit*) back home? something like that? B can't take charge or really say anything while there. Stuff like that, is just dumb. meh.

And this...just might've made my day. ^_^ Sri Lanka's getting together to abolish the use of child soldiers!!! YAY! ..and on top of that, it's a former head of Amnesty who's helping them lay out a peace-plan there, and...just...YAY! ^_^