Why is life so hard right now?

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You're so good to me, I know, but I can't change
[info]blindmoonrise

Colleges I’ve never applied to keep offering me free rides. Mostly colleges in Idaho, nice schools but not ones I’m going to. I guess this is the post-admission-deadline version of the “free application, no essay, and answer in two weeks!” offers. Shame none of my schools offer that.

 

On the more relevant side, my grades and test scores have automatically qualified me as a semifinalist for American University’s Frederick Douglass scholarship. (An acceptance letter has yet to arrive, but I daresay this makes that a given.) It would be incredible if I got it; not just automatic acceptance into the Honors program and lots of cool internship and study abroad opportunities, but full tuition right down to textbooks. Plus, if the essay I now have to write makes me a finalist, the next step is an interview in DC. Meaning that the five hour train ride from Yale to Johns Hopkins that is no longer going to happen has been replaced with a much shorter trip.

 

Other than drowning in work, nothing worth discussing is going on, unless you want me to flood your friends page with gushing about my girlfriend or good-naturedly bitching about the endless failed attempts of fellow KnightLife staff to pronounce my name. I apologize to the new members of my flist, for they have added a very uninteresting journal.

 

No, wait, one more thing: UNEP is in Nairobi. This makes me so freaking happy. I’ve missed East Africa, and Kenya isn’t as happy and peaceful as Tanzania (not to mention far more polluted) but it would be nice traveling there for work or study.



the odd universe of the chimney sweepers
[info]beatonna



You remember our friends the chimney sweeps yeah? From a long time ago. Or pehaps it is called Polly and the Idiots, I don't know.

I hope your holidays were good! Mine were very busy with family, and how. Also check this out, John Campbell started Hourly Comic Month again, it's bananas.

You know, I sketch a lot of Wonder Womans when dawdling, I like the look of 'em.

Get out of the way
[info]blindmoonrise
Most people are not aware I watch television. Okay, that's a slight exaggeration, but really, I'm not a TV person. Even if I had the time, which I generally don't. Ergo, despite watching two episodes of Doctor Who over the summer at Xanda's house and absolutely adoring it, I proceeded to not watch a bit of it until winter break rolled around. Now I have seen the entire fourth season courtesy of Flo, the three-part end to the third season courtesy of the internet, Waters of Mars courtesy of Flo, and finally the Ends of Time.

It just figures that I finally have time for the show, and David Tennant has to go and get killed. He's officially my favorite actor for about the same reasons Meryl Streep is my favorite actress: hilarious, versatile, and capable of remarkable subtlety despite not exercising that capability as often as I might like.

I'm the last person I know among my Who-loving friends to watch it, but I'll still avoid spoilers. I will say that I enjoyed it. I predicted most but not all of what happened, and that's quite good; usually I predict everything, always, with whatever I'm watching. A few ploys were just plain idiotic and a few too many things got drawn out too long, but overall it was brilliant and beautiful. Plus, I love the Doctor and Wilfred's interactions, and I utterly adore the dynamics between the Doctor and the Master. Adore adore adore.

Oh, okay, one (irrelevant) spoiler: THE DOCTOR SETTING JACK UP WITH ALONSO MADE ME SO FREAKING HAPPY. I loved Alonso, and you can't tell me he isn't a young version of Ianto.

That said, I don't like the new Doctor. I've seen the actor before and he irks me. But chances are I won't be watching any more Doctor Who until the next break anyway, and I've still got two seasons (minus three episodes in the first and four in the second, but I may choose to rewatch) of David Tennant goodness. After which I will either have gotten my fill, or I will ask Flo to direct me to something else with David Tennant in it.


When your eyes are like a waterfall tonight, I could dive right in but I'd soon drown and die.
[info]starcity
I'm drowning my sorrows or are they drowning me?

New Years Eve is one of my least favorite holidays. It's so pointless, as a student, my new year happened months ago, and it's ending months from now. And aside from that, it's on Jesse's anniversary. It still hurts to think about it.  I didn't even hear about it until three weeks after he'd been pulled off life support. I'm sorry if my entry is a downer this time.
This time of year stings a little harder with all the losses piling up.

Rest in Peace. 

If this is my new years a new years with out you I’m resolute
Christmas was just a disaster with only your memory.

(no subject)
[info]blindmoonrise
Yet another poem has been accepted for publishing, and this time in a UK-based magazine! Between this and spending the day with Flo, 2009 looks like it will end on a good note, even if I am feeling really icky physically.

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Who knew memes could be thoughtful?
[info]blindmoonrise

There's an offering here, but you'll have to read it to know what )



Some days...
[info]starcity

I had an almost perfect day, but the worst morning and evening.

I wish I wish I wish.

I wish I were better.

Nobody makes me feel the way that you do. I've never hurt so much.

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But I'm not leaving
[info]blindmoonrise

In other news, trying to convince people of their own awesomeness always depresses me. It's a reminder how frustrating I must be. If I can make things even a little better, it's infinitely worth it...but if I can't, then it just gets me unhappy with myself. (Astonishingly, Flo, this is not about you, so no feeling guilty or I will scowl. You fall under the "I hope and pray this is actually helpful" category.)

May as well do both
[info]blindmoonrise

 

First, I should mention that my mind has its own calendar. I don’t see years as cogent units; I have other marking points. Last New Year was just another day; an enjoyable one, but not memorable. So this was difficult. )

Waiting
[info]starcity
I want to vomit. I can't even talk about this.

I hate what's happening in the DRC. I hate myself for doing nothing to stop it. I hate that there is nothing I can do. I hate waiting until I can do something. and then when I get there, what the fuck will I do? I don't even know.

Right now there isn't a damn thing I can do for the women in the Democratic Republic of Congo. What's worse? The people who can actually stop this aren't doing ANYTHING.

Tiger Woods and his omnipresent dick get more air time than the raped and mutilated women in the DRC.

Christmas Eve
[info]beatonna


It being Christmas Eve and all, I was thinking of this Christmas story and drew it up. I meant to draw it nicer, but didn't get time.  It's about family.

under the cut, because it's big )


If it helps to understand it better, I am the second oldest of four girls.

Merry Christmas, everyone! To you and yours.

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