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Flyby Stardancer

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  1. Yep, there's course evaluations at the end of every semester here too. Ugh. I hate filling them out, even though my school takes them seriously (not every school does, though).
  2. I think it's supposed to be a satire... Satires are badly done when they mimic a mind set so well that you can't tell they're a satire, IMO.
  3. So does Jersey. It gives people jobs and prevents certain accidents that can happen with customers pumping, mainly involving static electricity. Probably not necessary, but it is nice. It may be nice and convenient for you Oregonians... until one of you gets stuck out-of-state. I've heard fellow students up here in WA complain because they brought their cars with them up here to school, and when they got to WA...they had no idea how to fill their cars with gas. Kind of a problem when they leave for other states where there are no attendants to fill them for you.
  4. You don't even need to wait for a health fair to get free condoms at my school. CHWS (Center for Health and Wellness Services) has baskets and jars of free condoms in the waiting room and in their bathrooms, just TONS of them.
  5. Thanks for posting the link, Rhia! I just watched this... I kept refering to it as 'scary movie' while IMing to friends... And it really was very scary. And I felt so sorry for that one girl, though. She said she didn't care that other people thought her crazy because it was her god's judgement that mattered to her, but right after she said that she looked so lonely... And when she approached that lady in the bowling alley? I couldn't believe that!
  6. The problem is that I can't tell what the reason is that they're misinterpretting it... Thus, I don't know whose critiques I should give most weight to...
  7. I was really happy with it... ...Then I read all the pages of critiques. ARGH. They all conflict with one another and so many didn't get it... And I have no idea which ones didn't get it because their minds couldn't allow for the possibility, or if they didn't get it just because it wasn't clear. ..And one of the people I was most worried about being angry over the poem? She got it and liked the poem. Go figure.
  8. Back! And it didn't go as bad as I were fearing. They all handled it quite maturely (except I have no clue about those who didn't speak up during class, and I haven't read all the responses yet). Some of them got the gist of what I was trying to say, others were a bit off base. Overall though, it was a bigger success than my last poem.
  9. Thanks! ...Only about two hours now until I find out their reactions... *nervous!*
  10. I'd try to get the girl you originally spoke with alone and tell her up front that you don't appreciate having what you thought was a private conversation blabbed about to everyone she knows. Maybe throw something in there about you expecting more from someone who's part of a group that supposedly prides themselves on their morality. That might guilt-trip her into being more aware of how she affects other people. And I'd say go ahead and tell them where to find this place. It's not that hard, and they might actually learn something. ...Doubtful, but possible.
  11. And you're also an Ex-C member, much more likely to get it and not get riled up by it.
  12. Gee, thanks. Well, some of the students in my class are very perceptive when it comes to the poems, including one of the ones that wrote one of the religous poems in the first round. Thanks! I happen to like that line too. It's a heck of a lot better than the poem I wrote for the first round of critiques. And I know I shouldn't worry about it...but I do. My mom's trained being a worry-wort into me.
  13. I'm not sure if we're allowed to post anything submitted to class online without the prof's permission, but since you all seem to want to see it...
  14. I have intro to writing poetry every Tues/Thurs afternoon, and it's a workshop class where we submit poems and the rest of the class critiques them. Well, we passed around our second round of poems last Thursday, to start critiquing tomorrow. I'm really worried about how the poem I submitted for this round will be recieved, though. When I wrote it, it came out as being very in-your-face anti-Chriatian, a lot more so than how my own personal opinions run. I still submitted it because it was the best poem I had written since we submitted the first round of poems, and I trust my classmates to be mature in handling it. ...So why the heck am I still so worried about it?! I bet none of the people who submitted religious-themed poems the first round ever worried about offending non-Christians in the class... And I have a good class... But yet I'm still worrying myself over it! ...Luckily I won't have to wait long. My poem ended up being second on the list, thus will be critiqued during class tomorrow for sure... But I still have knots in my stomach over it.
  15. I've told my parents and an aunt (we were talking about religion and stuff, and I was a bit surprised when I found out that she's agnostic too, and has views very similar to mine on religion), but I refuse to tell my grandparents. My grandma on my mom's side probably would understand, but I'm not sure because we never talk about religion. Besides, since we never talk about religion, there's no point in bringing it up! As for my grandparents on my dad's side... They're a lot more religious than the rest of us, and I think they'd worry needlessly over me if they found out. And they'd also probably (wrongfully) blame it on my mom. They already don't like my mom, thinking that she's the reason my dad rarely talks to them (actually, the times he DOES call them it's 'cause my mom practically ordered him to!), and that she's been a "corrupting influence" on him, when it couldn't be more the opposite. Also, they're having enough trouble with my grandma having Alzheimer's, so there's really no reason to tell them.
  16. Because it's fun. It's fun when you're little to believe in Santa. I remember how excited I would get coming downstairs and seeing the empty cookie plate and milk glass I set out the night before. I didn't get to see a lot of goodwill or kindness come in my direction most of the year growing up (my father actually threw me across the room in a fit of rage on Christmas day when I was three). Around Christmastime Santa was...something safe to believe in. I didn't have to prove myself to Santa. Santa liked me and gave me stuff just because. I don't remember when or how I found out Santa wasn't real, or if I even had issues with it. I just remember my parents efforts in Christmas died a lot with Santa's legend after I got too old to believe Santa was a real person. My mother would just shove shit into boxes from last year instead of wrapping it, and if we wanted a fire in the fireplace or breakfast or anything, we had to do it ourselves. And we would never get to touch our presents till afternoon at the earliest so we missed out on getting to play with our friends because we were still waiting for the adults to get out of bed. We were absolutely not allowed to touch those gifts till then. Helping bake Danish Christmas cookies with my mom died away. A lot of the little things I really treasured about this time of year just went away, including Santa's main message of doing stuff for the people you love just because you care. I guess I can see why my parents just didn't want to do it anymore. I ended up getting stuck with their role in my teens after my dad left and I got stuck in the "Mom" role of the household. "Creating Christmas" was one of those duties and it was such bloody hard work, especially with nobody really giving a damn or helping you or finding ways to ruin the good time you so carefully created for them. I really started to hate the holidays. These days, I try not to repeat the same mistakes and try to have the fun I used to have. It's not quite the same thing, but right now we have snow on the ground and I ran outside today to play in it with my mp3 three player on while listening to the Charlie Brown version of "Oh Tannenbaum" as I made a little snowman. I deserved those few moments to feel like a five year old and get excited about Santa coming again. I agree. I loved preparing cookies and milk for Santa (we always baked sugar cookies and hand-painted them when I was little), and a bowl of oats for the reindeer. And then the joy of seeing what Santa had left in the morning was what really made the holidays for me. Even now, I still go through the motions even though it's been over a decade since I found out he wasn't real. My parents still fill up the stocking and leave one present too large to fit in it for me, the same way "Santa" would. And I still have my stocking that my grandmother hand-sewed for me that gets filled at her house, and it matches the ones she sewed for my brother and my cousins, when each of us joined the family. The Christmas before last I was still leaving out a plate of cookies for "Santa" (really it was down to two cookies on a small plate, instead of the much larger plate of cookies I left as a kid), because it's tradition for me and it still brings me pleasure to go through the motions and the memories, even though I know it's not real. See, I don't see any obligations in Christmas. Maybe it's because those things that you view as "obligations" I view as something I want to do. I like getting and giving gifts to my family, especially since I never remember to the rest of the year even though I want to. And I enjoy getting to spend a whole day with them playing with said gifts and just hanging out when normally I'd only get maybe two or three hours a week with them. And my grandma's court is always very well decorated and has won best block decorations several years in the past. It's something that gives us pleasure during a time of year when the coldness and the decrease of daylight and the storms would make us feel worse. I think you hit the nail on the head, right there. I love the good memories, and the fact that we're still doing them. The most religious my family has ever gotten about Christmas is my mom used to stay up to watch the midnight mass with the Pope on TV (she hasn't done it the past few years because she tires out too easily), and then the religious Christmas carols. What my family actually did together was never religous, but was about celebrating family and making good memories.
  17. That is the exact attitude that allows atrocities such as abuse to continue! Animal abuse/neglect can be a major sign of other abuses, including human abuse! And to say to do nothing aloows the abuser to continue, and think that s/he'll never get caught, and so the next generation will think it's alright as well. These sorts of things need to be reported, or else it'll never end! *growlrant* OP: I'd report them. If they can't be bothered to properly take care of their pet, they shouldn't have it.
  18. Roommate has a show on (I think on MTV) and one of the girls it's focussing on is trying to become a nun... The way she talks is just bugging me to no end. She was talking to a friend at a party and she went on about how sex should be between married people and yadda yadda... I wish I could just turn my ears off...
  19. Why would they want their kids to be the next Shakespeare? He had a not-so-good love life, and while he was a brilliant playwright, his plays were far from the good clean fun everyone seems to think they are... Penis jokes and sexual undertones EVERYWHERE, and some of his plays were quite political.
  20. I don't normally mind profanity unless it's overused. However, those who overuse it tend to have other problems that are equally 'offensive' to me. Things like improper spelling, atrocious grammar, atrocious capitalization/punctuation skills... In my opinion, if someone doesn't respect themselves enough to pay attention to such things, then they don't deserve my respect in reading their stuff. And horrible skills when I'm looking at fanfiction earns an automatic back-page.
  21. I've noticed that if one quote tag's messed up, then none of them work in a post on this board. Why? I don't know, but it's a consistant pattern. And there's a limit to when you can edit something? That sucks. I totally didn't know.
  22. That's because you have a misspelled one. It's the closing one after:
  23. And of course, I didn't think of anything to say until after it was over. After I got back to my room I wrote a short rant/speech of what I came up with. I've posted it in my lj, and now I'm posting here.
  24. The strains of HPV that cause cancer aren't the same as the ones that cause the warts. However, there's no way to tell if guys have the HPV strains that cause cancer because there's no test, so...
  25. My first name is a derivative of "christian", but my mom chose it because she thought it was pretty, not because of what it meant. There was also a famous person who died the year I was born with the same name as me, but she spelled it the "traditional" way of spelling it, while mine is the most unusual way of spelling it. I personally find it a bit ironic that my first name is a reference to a religion that I don't identify myself as...
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