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Saturday, April 23, 2005

6:24PM - Interesting quiz...


Your Linguistic Profile:



65% General American English

15% Yankee

10% Dixie

10% Midwestern

0% Upper Midwestern



What Kind of American English Do You Speak?

Current mood: lazy

Wednesday, April 6, 2005

8:37PM - It's been a boring week...

nothing in particular to talk about. Here's a new poem:

A Significant Incident

I set an aged wildflower on my nose,
and inhaled.
I breathed in the entire world’s
sweet incense.

(The sky dripped with grey,
but a refreshing, near-summer
breeze blew across my face.)

I tore off the damp petals slowly into
the wind.
My whole world went up with them,
blowing away.

Current mood: tired

Sunday, March 20, 2005

4:27PM - Spring Break...

The most sincere boredom in the world.

I'm a senior in high school. In a few months, I will be finished with high school completely. And I have failed to do anything of importance. From now on, I will be an adult: not abnormally mature, not intelligent "for my age."
On adult terms, I have not accomplished a whole lot. Of course, I passed the "precocious" stage about seven years ago, an did not suffer from it. And it's often the prodigies who have the most trouble in the realm of adults, and I certainly as never one of those.

This is what sitting around by half-attention to college basketball does, you start to think about shit, and worry about it. I think I'm bad company for myself.

Current mood: contemplative

Saturday, March 12, 2005

5:06PM - I'm back... again

So, the girlfriend I talked about last entry dumped me (which was a good decision on her part in retrospect: we really weren't right for each other. I think she just figured it out first). The play I'm in is going to run itrs course tonight, thank god (there are too many high-stress people involved).
I'm learning how to drive pretty well from my grandfather, I'll probably get the permit this week, and my licence right after I turn 18 (i know, it sound ridiculous).

Current mood: lethargic

Wednesday, February 23, 2005

8:34PM - What's up?

Hey folks,
It's been a little while. I feel like a bad blogger. Oh well.
So, an update on me, as if you people care:
I have a girlfriend now. Her name is Sam. I'm going to be in a play, but I might have mentioned that already. Magazines are still rejecting me right and left. Actually, only one has turned me down, but I'm expecting one from an indie mag called Side Reality at any point in the next couple of weeks.
Okay, all caught up now!

Current mood: mellow

Wednesday, December 22, 2004

7:27PM

You scored as Lawful Good. A lawful good person acts as a good person is expected or required to act. They are dedicated to upholding both what is right and what is set down in law.

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Lawful Good

80%

Neutral Good

70%

True Neutral

70%

Chaotic Good

45%

Lawful Neutral

30%

Chaotic Neutral

25%

Neutral Evil

25%

Chaotic Evil

20%

Lawful Evil

10%

What is your Alignment?
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Friday, December 10, 2004

11:38PM - I'm a sinner!

You scored as Pride.

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Pride

75%

Lust

56%

Sloth

50%

Envy

44%

Gluttony

38%

Greed

12%

Wrath

12%

Seven deadly sins
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Current mood: thoughtful

Thursday, December 9, 2004

10:55PM - I started another one!

Hello, limited readers of beat_fan's blog.
He is in a mood for referring to himself in the third person and feels the need to inform you of a new community for writers of fiction. It is a sgort story community for writers desiring to sprad their brilliant words and be informed when they are not so brilliant.
It is found at the following address: http://www.livejournal.com/community/serious_fiction

Monday, December 6, 2004

8:30PM - Rejection #5

This is great, I just got another one.

"Dear Writer,

Thank you for your submission. Unfortunately we will not be able
to use this work for Vestal Review. We receive many
well-written, compelling, stories, but can only take a very
limited number due to constraints of space and style. We wish
you the best of luck in placing your story elsewhere.

Vestal Review Editorial Team "

I am waiting for one of two things to happen:
I get an acceptance letter, or,
I recieve proof that they actually read my damn poem/story in the form of a scathing critique.
This putting me down lightly thing doesn't go over well.

Current mood: discontent

Sunday, December 5, 2004

11:14PM - Yet Another Quiz:

Bright Eyes - Bowl of Oranges



Compassion and understanding rule your life -
seeing other people makes you happy, and at the
same time, you grasp the fact that life can't
be great all the time. After all, how would we
ever appreciate the sun if we never see the
rain? You have a subtle optimism that keeps
your head up in even the most dismal times,
which gives strength to those who witness it.
Life can never get the best of you, because
you've got the strength inside you to conquer
anything.


What's Your Theme Song?
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I have only heard one bright eyes song.
Does anybody know this one?

Current mood: content

10:42PM - Rejection notice #4!

That's right, I'm keeping count of the form e-mails telling me in an unnaturally polite manner that my work is not good enough:
"
Thank you for sending in your work.  We could not use your material in
this issue, but we would like to see more of your work in the future.
Please visit us again as our submission guidelines have changed, and you
may want to read them before submitting again.

Marie Summers
Chief Editor
SP Quill Quarterly Magazine"

Exceedingly strange.

Current mood: Upbeat

Saturday, December 4, 2004

11:53PM - An Advent of Sleep

Hey folks!
I feel rested right now, because I have slept for 13 of the last 30 hours. This is abnormal indeed. As you can all guess the weekend hasn't been particularly eventful, but that's okay every so often. I had elaborate plots of getting a whole lot done on the way of school, since I had anticipated a lack of socializing (I have a 6th sense about shit like that).
That hasn't happened, though, but, in order to enact my theory that too much sleep subtracts from overall living by sleeping 3-5 hours a night, I have to splurge every so often.
Anyway, I'm awake now, and hope to stay that way for at least a week.

Current mood: mellow

Thursday, December 2, 2004

4:58PM - Today

I woke up this morning feeling half-dead. It was not a prevailing sensation, just a bad beginning. As I dressed slowly, getting a gradual improvement in my awareness, I started to dread the day for no real reason.
When I looked in the mirror for grooming (ha, ha) I noticed that not only had bags in my eyes, but wrinkles in the bags. I looked like hybrid of ghost and zombie.
Oh well, I avoided mirrors for the rest of the school day, and managed to feel better; there was simply nothing wrong with the day, nothing great either, but nothing wrong.
In 3rd hour drama we read for the play that we are this march, an adaptation of ‘A Connecticut in King Arthur’s Court.’ I’ve decided that I’m best cut out for Merlin.
We got report cards 5th hour (I’m on a trimester schedule), and I had three A’s and two C’s. That’s a 3.4 GPA. Satisfactory, but not great. I’m gonna get straight A’s this session. I always tell myself that.

Current mood: relaxed

Wednesday, December 1, 2004

4:44PM - I actually took one of those online quizes.



You Are a Pundit Blogger!



Your blog is smart, insightful, and always a quality read.
Truly appreciated by many, surpassed by only a few
.


What kind of blogger are you?



It's not quite right, I don't think people actually read this, but that's okay.

Current mood: apathetic

Sunday, November 7, 2004

3:21PM - Something random:

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Current mood: exanimate

Monday, November 1, 2004

5:11PM - Not much to talk about...

School is stressing me fuck out and I have definitely concluded that I am a late-budding actor.
Blah, blah, I'm in a nonsenical mood and I must report that the combination of ACT studying, college apps and a Senior year saturated with busywork are bringing me down to a low level.
Oh well, everything is okay if your mind is alive and well.

Current mood: thirsty

Saturday, October 23, 2004

1:08PM - Hello, all!

And all is not that many. I am posting in my own journal for the first time in a month.
So, I've been living some life, I am now a successful month-long vegetarian, and I found God. That really sounds weird, but I do, after a a nearly two doubt period, believe in God. I do not believe in Hell, which still calls into question many of Jesus' teachings, so I am not a full-fledged Christian again. I am a deist I suppose. But I feel much better, more full. I've started praying occasionally (meditation never worked so well for me). I'm in touch with my spirituality, and that makes the whole world brighter.
I've started working out twice a week, if I'm going to become even skinnier then I was before, I don't want it to be the scrawny kind of skinny. I'm going to be a buff vegetarian. I was invited to be published again, that's poem #3. Exciting stuff. I am now in the developemental stages of a play and a novel. My goal is to find one that speaks to me more, and finish it before I go off to college in next August. We'll see how that goes.
All caught up now!

Current mood: busy

Friday, September 24, 2004

8:11PM - Hello

It's been awhile. I've started school, and gotten deeply into my senior year, preparing for college by never starting an essay before midnight, keeps me on edge.
I've become a vegetarian, finally. I'm on day eight. (I accidently swallowed abotu 2% of the clam content in my clam chowder today, though. It was not as easy to avoid as I thought. No more soup for me!).
I'm moving in a couple of days, to a house that is approx. 1/4 mile away from the current one. That's fun.
Here are two poems I wrote today.
They were written so close together chronologically, that I explored similar themes, but they cover new ground for me.

Weeping in the Park upon Seeing the Leaves Fall to Death

- Why must tears be warm?
Warmth: an implication of the old cliché
of 'Home,' a continuation, something happy.
Cold is the sensation of death and corpses,
vast emptiness, desolate nothing.

But as I sit here, crying warm tears, I
am reminded that we cry because we
are alive.


Farewell Album

I hear two voices in the tired, old
singing-man's song;
there is the bad voice, weight of
age; and there is the implication
of a time when it had a power, a
revealer of beauty, an interpreter
artistry and words.

It is so sad that soem must die before
their real death, the death of a man long
outgrown
by a name, slowly fading into a shelter of dust, struggling with
strong fingers to grrasp ephemeral memories
to keep from falling off the soft jagged cliff.

Tuesday, August 24, 2004

1:00PM - A Brilliant Prose Poem

http://epicentermagazine.org/death.htm

I know at least on of you will like it.

Thursday, August 12, 2004

1:12PM - I'm leaving, in a minivan,

...don't know when I'll be back again....
Actually, I'll be back Friday the 20th. But any way, tomorrow is the big beginning of the vacation day.
On the road to the gulf on Friday the 13th, I'm totally going to die.
And tomorrow morning, before I leave, I get to go shopping!

Current mood: jubilant

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