we are young. we are a mess. we are failures.

The opposite of war isn't peace; it's creation.

staticxfever — Thu, 17 Jan 2013 05:24:11 GMT

Sometimes I worry that I'm not as creative as I used to be.

I need to feel inspired again.

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Fire & Water

staticxfever — Sun, 04 Nov 2012 01:25:03 GMT

So, as you can see, I am alive and well. Some of you who still read this may have been wondering, due to the fact that I live in the NYC area. Thankfully, Hurricane Sandy did not affect us much in our part of Queens; unfortunately, I can't say the same for some of my fellow New Yorkers in The Rockaways, Brooklyn, Long Island & Staten Island, the latter having the highest death toll of the 5 boroughs.

I've lately begun to feel antsy; there's only so much take, watching the news all day. I hate the fact that while I'm fortunate enough to still have power and a roof over my head, there are others who aren't so lucky. I hate knowing that, for some who (like me) still have their necessities and loved ones alive, life still goes on. Because of this, i can't just sit idly by, so I've decided to join up in relief efforts and get people together to donate things. I've an old elementary school friend who's collecting things to be donated next weekend, so I'm coordinating with her so she can pick up some things. At least it's something.

I feel so much for New York. As a self-proclaimed City Girl who loves writing about NYC and all its possibilities, it never seemed that something like this would be possible at all. The communities gone, the death toll, the gas shortages. It almost feels like something out of an apocalyptic disaster film.

But my hopes are high that NYC will go on again, just as it did 11 years ago, as trite as all of this sounds. We've always been tough and resourceful, I have no doubt that we'll recover.

In the meantime, I hope any LJers out there in the Tri-State area, not to mention the entire East Coast, are safe and sound. And if you are, let's do what little we can to help!

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Little cracks, they escalated.

staticxfever — Thu, 03 May 2012 05:08:26 GMT

In the middle of a writing spree! Finally getting down some things I've been meaning to write for a couple of years, now. Once I started writing, i just could not stop!

Amazing what creative writing class assignments can do.

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Ode to a Kiss

staticxfever — Mon, 19 Mar 2012 14:14:21 GMT

We fell into it slowly, coursed through in waves that crashed back and forth.
The world closed around
us, on the cusp
of something great, something bigger than
ourselves, vast
and unknown, we were
r i d i n g o n t h e r u s h
as we tumbled
headlessly
and
recklessly.

A breath. We dove in
for another go,
plunging deep, head-first.
The pressure, of handonhipteethtolip
weighed down on us
as we lost ourselves in the unseen beauty
of worlds below.

We come back up to check our pulse, our hearts racing
in percussive beats, pulsing like a blip on the radar.
I wanted to stay like this all night, wanted to dance
a slow waltz with you
on the sand, hear
our hushed declarations as they whispered
from our lips onto the wind,
seeking out the current.

A tidal wave of emotion reached its peak
with the clasp of a hand, a gentle touch
seeping with regret at every pore.
It’s a shame, really,
we think out loud as we
wonder why in the world
we never thought to go this far out,
discover what truly lay
beyond the border,
to cross/the boundaries between us.

We ventured back into tepid waters, avoided the dark abyss
we knew would eventually grab hold,
pulling
us
under.
You said:
I wish I could give you more, and I struggled
to find a foothold in those words, to find
the meaning behind its sadness.

How could we have known that it would not be oceans
that kept us apart, but 3000 miles of land stretched out between us?

To Chaos

staticxfever — Sun, 18 Mar 2012 01:11:02 GMT

Every five and a half minutes, the universe expands four miles.

A butterfly flutters its wings. A pedicab speeds down the street. 2 strangers meet and collide in a city on an island of 8 million people. On a Friday night in New York, our situation was sensitive and delicate, dependent on initial conditions – each of us, looking for the whole. Could a connection be made amongst all this randomness? Could a single night convert us into believers of the theory, turn this process into a state of becoming? I felt it felt us becoming felt every tiny bit of input, from a smile to the heat of your presence, head towards an overwhelming difference in output. Felt the strange attractor soon cause turbulence to our stasis and pull us out of inertia.

I felt it in the way I wanted to say: Let me be the center of your chaos.

ii.

A crash course in physics set us
into motion, making quantum leaps
over space and time, the trajectories of
our bodies colliding under bright neon lights.
Your touch, sends currents of electricity jolting through me.
Your kiss, signals waves of nostalgia crashing over me.
The momentum increases FULL-SPEED AHEAD as our electrons attract,
random and unpredictable.

iii.

With you, I see a variety of possibilities:

You could be my Little Boy Atomic Bomb, you could be
the greatest destructive power that ever was, dropping in
on me like Hiroshima, leaving me
under your clouds of smoke, leaving me
in the wake of your chaos and shaking me
to the core. Leaving me
in a
black
crater
of
despair.

Leaving me.

iv.

I long to take that leap with you,
to traverse the universe and stretch into forever. In a parallel universe,
would you be mine? In another time and place,
could you fall
into my gravity, feel its pull
on your mass?

Could we be infinite?
In my universe, we could.

We would.

No matter how much we question the theory
we can’t deny the physics, calculate
every orbiting motion and emotion,
dwindle it down to zeroes and ones,
down
to a
science.

Complementarity cannot be solved.

vi.

You are a positive motivating force, making the panels of my heart flutter
at supersonic speeds like a butterfly in the Amazon.
I walk the streets of New York City, down the randomness of 14^th Street, and I believe.
If with every action comes an equal and opposing reaction, then you are it –
you are the answer to the equation.

With you, I leap.
With you, I choose chaos.

Science vs. Romance

staticxfever — Sun, 04 Mar 2012 20:55:40 GMT

Author's Note: I've been meaning to, for a long time now, start a project based upon Physics terminology and theory. This spawned from the word Inertia, which is a concept that has always fascinated me -- a force that is resistant to motion? Story of my life! I felt like this could eventually be a poem, or story, even.

Turns out it already was -- recently, a friend of mine had me read David Levithan's How They Met, & Other Stories, a collection of short stories the author had written for his friends on various Valentine's Days. One story, entitled "A Romantic Inclination," did exactly what I wanted to do -- it used Physics terminology as a way to describe two people's apprehension towards love and the possibilities of a new relationship.

This, along with a conversation I had with my friend Crystal, had me wanting to delve into my own version of the project, which I'm sure is to be a constant (pun fully intended) work-in-progress. Here's what I came up with, so far. You can follow progress on my other work here.

Inertia: a property of matter whereby it remains at rest or continues in some uniform motion unless acted upon by some outside force; indisposition to motion, exertion or change.

You move me, pull me out of inertia and into motion,
make the panels of my heart flutter at supersonic speeds over land and sea, time and space,
from here to eternity and back, making quantum leaps, and
I want to take that leap with you,
‘cause when you’re around me I’m radioactive, my blood burns the temperature rises the momentum increases FULL-SPEED AHEAD ‘til our electrons attract and collide,
random and unpredictable, until
friction turns into fission.

With you, I see a variety of possibilities.

You could be my Little Boy Atomic Bomb –
the greatest destructive power that ever was,
dropping in and leaving me
under your clouds of smoke, leaving me
in the wake of your chaos and
shaking me to the core, leaving me
in a black hole.

In a parallel universe, would you be mine?

With you, I feel the physics of nostalgia you send to me in waves, in bright neon colors. With you, currents of electricity jolt from your touch through me. I long for the trajectories of our bodies to traverse the universe and stretch into forever. In another time and place, could you fall into my gravity, feel its pull on your mass? Could we be infinite?

In my universe, we could.

We would.

Could we solve the paradox?

Skip the questions. Skip the physics. Complementarity cannot be solved, you cannot trivialize it. You cannot decode the ones and zeroes.

If with every action comes an equal or opposing reaction, then you are it –
you are the answer to the equation,
the contradiction with whom I could coexist in this natural frame.
You are a positive motivating force. With you, I see only wavelengths of light.

With you, I choose the path.

Also...

staticxfever — Fri, 21 May 2010 04:18:14 GMT

ME: I have an annotated bibliography that's overdue 983902 weeks ago and right now I am: blogging, tweeting, facebooking, and reading V for Vendetta fanfiction.

BOOG: The V for Vendetta fanfiction is the most shameful. God we are all such terrible, procrastinating people.

waiting for my rocket to come;

staticxfever — Fri, 21 May 2010 04:07:38 GMT

Had an interview yesterday for White Dove Vintage; nearly got lost on the way there. It was off the Graham Ave. stop on the L train, in Brooklyn. I eventually found it, and the woman behind White Dove, June, let me in. She basically asked me things like if I was a student, where I go to school, what experience I have in terms of photoshop/social networking. She was really nice, and seemed extra glad that I had extensive previous experience with the blogging world; she said that she'd initially tried to promote the company through a tumblr, but that it didn't work out, and they're considering Wordpress.

I even listed the differences between Wordpress and Tumblr (the main one being that the latter is short-form and more image-based blogging), and their pros and cons, and told her that she could try cross-platform blogging, and post images on tumblr, linking them to the main blog. I think she was impressed. I had already sent her a link to my blog, along with my resume, so she'd noted that not only did she find my blog cute, but that my knowledge of such would definitely be an asset.

I should hear back by Monday or Tuesday -- fingers crossed!

In the meantime, trying to get into study mode, but spent most of the day asleep, as I'd been so exhausted from trekking all the way to Brooklyn. I didn't even get to go to the Hunter Radio Station's 50s Dance party thing last night, and the outfit I'd worn to the interview would have been SO perfect for it, too. Again, was too tired, and didn't have anyplace to wait at until the party, since no one was at OTR and I have virtually no key anymore ever since they changed the security measures and switched to card-swiping, access to which has been limited to only "top officers" (president, vice-pres, treasurer, etc.). STUPID IDEA, if you ask me.

Anyway. If you want more visual takes of my status updates, you can now go to http://robo.to/residentartist.
(if you're really that bored, that is.)

with my freeze ray, I will stop the world;

staticxfever — Thu, 13 May 2010 03:45:17 GMT

Finally did my laundry, yay! Listening to this as my clothes are a-tumblin':

♥
Also finally filed my FAFSA today and found out I'm eligible for up to 3500 in Pell, whee. Now onto doing some research and cleaning my room!

WITH THIS I SHALL RULE THE WORLD.

You're vulnerable, you're vulnerable;

staticxfever — Sun, 28 Feb 2010 03:58:21 GMT

So. My blog was hacked, but now I have it back.
http://theresidentartist.wordpress.com

♥

Maybe this time, I'll be lucky.

staticxfever — Tue, 20 Oct 2009 16:08:26 GMT

So, I haven't updated here in centuries. Sorry, LJ readers. My life has been pretty hectic, to say the least. This past summer, my stepsister had come to live with us -- this, of course, did not last long, as she decided that it would be a bright idea to stir shit up in our household. She and my stepdad ended up moving out.

School-wise, I'm all right. I dropped one class, because the stress of four classes, plus all the stress at home, got to be too much. I'm currently going through midterms, though, and took one for my World Theatre class yesterday -- I think I did well? Ha, we'll see. Tomorrow is my Journalism as Lit midterm, and I haven't even started on my take home essay. FML.

On the bright side, I have a job now, 3 days a week, at this hardware store. I do their catalogue. It's not too bad, I get paid 260 bucks every week. YEAH BB. At least now i can afford to actually buy my halloween costume this year, which is Wendla from Spring Awakening. Aaaand some new makeups, maybe? Dunno yet.

This is a really crappy update. I'm so sorry, I'll come back with a better one, I promise.

this looks like the party worth crashin';

staticxfever — Thu, 16 Apr 2009 18:25:12 GMT

HOW DO I EVEN BEGIN TO DESCRIBE LAST NIGHT?

To everyone at the Olivetree Review (including entheogeneric , gitanaverde , nicetoknowyou07 and karakurimi -- the latter two unfortunately not with us last night, but with us in spirit all the same): I LOVE YOU ALL. I'll come back for a proper update, just wanted to say that yesterday was full of silly craziness -- but in a good way, mind you.

and i think to myself, what a wonderful world;

staticxfever — Fri, 10 Apr 2009 04:50:55 GMT

Just finished Amelie a while ago. LOVE LOVE LOVE that movie.

Cramps are a little better, especially since I had what was probably my 9853874398 bowl of spaghetti in the last 2 days, plus a Haagen Dazs ice cream bar, vanilla + almonds flavor. COMFORT FOODZ FTW.

Tomorrow, when I wake up, it'll still be Spring Break. I'm probably going to take the train out to Cortelyou Rd. and read at Voxpop. I need to finish Miss Misery before I really get into the copy of Atonement that Irina D. lent me.

Oh! Speaking of which, I refreshed my memory and saw the movie last night, and when I went to sleep later, I totes had a dream that I was Keira Knightley in that stunning green gown totally going at it with James McAvoy in that steamy lovemaking scene. LOL I WAS RUNNING MAH FINGERS THROUGH DREAM!JAMES' HAIR, TOO.

Sometimes my life is fail, but most of the time, it's just uber lolz.

the problem with leisure; what to do for pleasure?

staticxfever — Sat, 04 Apr 2009 04:19:12 GMT

I'm bored. Well, not really. Had a really interesting AIM conversation with karakurimi and her boyfriend about sex, haha. It got interestingly candid, which is all I'm going to say over here.

Now, I'm just on a dance music kick, and looking at some of the pictures I took at the second session of photoshoots on Wednesday. Here're some of my favorites:

"Act like you just got Spring Awakening tickets!"

"Act like *** just asked you out!" (LOL SHAKTI!)

Okay, so this is me just being a camera whore, so I'll stop now :)

my music is where i'd like you to touch;

staticxfever — Wed, 01 Apr 2009 02:57:14 GMT

xthisNIGHTisWILD (10:44:39 PM): mm that was good

VerboseTeaDrinkr (10:44:55 PM): lol sounds like it was sex-y!

xthisNIGHTisWILD (10:45:05 PM): oh yuh

xthisNIGHTisWILD (10:45:14 PM): the best i've ever had~~!

xthisNIGHTisWILD (10:45:20 PM): (that's whut she said)

VerboseTeaDrinkr (10:46:25 PM): OH shizizzzzz

VerboseTeaDrinkr (10:46:30 PM): das rit

VerboseTeaDrinkr (10:46:31 PM): lol

xthisNIGHTisWILD (10:46:32 PM): lol

xthisNIGHTisWILD (10:46:53 PM): had a curry-gasm

xthisNIGHTisWILD (10:47:15 PM): ~~*explosion of flava??

VerboseTeaDrinkr (10:47:19 PM): LOL

VerboseTeaDrinkr (10:47:25 PM): flava and you had your own explosion

xthisNIGHTisWILD (10:47:30 PM): HAHAHAH

if it's raised, it means yes; if it's not, it means take a guess.

staticxfever — Wed, 25 Mar 2009 04:36:11 GMT

I HATH UPDATED LE BLOG: http://theresidentartist.blogspot.com.

comments are love.

slippin' into something that's a little less like a disguise;

staticxfever — Tue, 24 Mar 2009 06:08:37 GMT

It's 2 am. I'm stll in the outfit that I put on in an attempt to blow off some midterm steam and cheer myself up after hearing that two of my family members are in the hospital.

I'm feeling a little better, but now just a bit lonely. =(

it's not that ambers or teals hurt; it's these oblivious blues.

staticxfever — Sun, 22 Mar 2009 17:41:08 GMT

I'M REALLY WORRIED ABOUT MY FAMILY.

=(

there's a moment you know...

staticxfever — Thu, 12 Mar 2009 03:58:47 GMT

So, I am currently typing up my Directorial Approach for Oleanna (which is to be handed in for Costume Design class), and the following are the first few lines:

My initial reaction to Mamet’s play was that of a stupid ass play that I did not want to read, much less design fucking costumes for.

I’D RATHER BE SHOT IN THE HEAD POINT BLANK A LA LIEUTENANT OF INISHMORE THAN DO THIS FUCKING PROJECT.

I. KID. YOU. NOT.

I am just so not into this play at all. I honestly think that if I'd read this for Play Analysis instead, I'd have appreciated it more, but for Costume Design? Seriously?

So, how many days 'til Spring Break, guys?

She wails through the willows, hollow through the willows...

staticxfever — Tue, 10 Mar 2009 12:06:34 GMT

I AM GOING TO FAIL THIS COSTUME DESIGN PROJECT.

I OFFICIALLY HATE THIS CLASS.

a beautiful day; bright blue & brilliant.

staticxfever — Wed, 04 Mar 2009 16:10:54 GMT

Took a nap for what seemed like a century yesterday, after falling into a deep slumber on the B train and missing my stop on the way home. Just when I think I've caught up on sleep, I become even more tired and frazzled; all the work that seems to pop up after I'm done with one after the other isn't helping, either.

I'm contemplating taking a day for myself -- at least until class later at 5.30 pm -- and go with my friend Daniel, who's invited me to see Slumdog Millionaire over at the Sheepshead Bay Cinemas, where he used to work and where he said he may get me a free ticket. This is awfully tempting, since I've just been in a bit of a funk lately, and just been needing one of those walks around Brooklyn that I used to take when I'd had last Spring semester off.

In fact, that is exactly what this semester has started to feel like -- if it weren't for the fact that I go to school every day, and stress over a million different things every day, I would have thought that I was at the exact same place I was last year. I'm realllly really tired, and just kind of not wanting to do school right now. I miss just having time to myself and just be able to think, or read, or write, or even draw. Hell, I'm not even doing that -- that's how little time I feel I have to do anything remotely enjoyable these days.

Gahh, I need to stop posting these emo entries. Sorry, guys.

wouldn't it be nice to be dorian gray, just for a day?

staticxfever — Wed, 18 Feb 2009 16:08:31 GMT

It's Vlog Day at Twenty-Something Bloggers today. Here is my response:

20SomethingBloggers Response: "What I Love" from Jessica Taghap on Vimeo.

It is lame.

you're stuck to me, like sugar to my heart;

staticxfever — Tue, 17 Feb 2009 03:45:56 GMT

So, today was supposed to be the Olivetree Review Girl's Movie Nite, for the film He's Just Not That Into You. However, since only Thesanica (karakurimi), Irina (nicetoknowyou07</lj>) and I showed up, and we were all running late, we decided to forgo the already-missed 4pm showing.

Instead, we moseyed on over to Dylan's Candy Bar and got ourselves some treats...we practically spent an age there, there were so many choices! An interesting moment was when both Irina and Thesanica decided to get these little canisters to stuff their candies in, and they literally stuffed them to the brim -- to the point where Irina had to take a bite off her sprinkled pretzel for it to fit!

Afterwards, we took the train over to Union Square and had a lovely Thai dinner at Republic. There, we got sustenance in the form of noodles (Irina's and mine; Thesanica had a vermicelli salad) and a...wait for it...coconut sorbet. The latter was technically Thesanica's, but she share with us -- it was yums. = 9

Shortly thereafter, we made a pit stop over at B&N, in hopes I'd find something to buy with the 5 or so bucks left on the gift card I'd recieved on my birthday. Alas, I didn't see anything I liked, and we'd all wanted to see what the newsstand upstairs had, but we realized the time, and all us Cinderellas had to go before our carriages turned into pumpkins (lol, yeah sorry, I couldn't find a better analogy to use)...

All in all, 'twas a great evening spent among friends. Let's do it again, guys! Thanks to Irina for the photos! ♥!

& cool kids, they belong together;

staticxfever — Sat, 14 Feb 2009 05:46:26 GMT

So, I'd taken the liberty of making a fanmix after having watched the film He's Just Not That Into You this past weekend. I know I said I'd do away with the fangirling for now, but I couldn't help it – this movie called for a mix!

Note: This mix is much more inspired by the film, rather than heavily based on it; some songs were included with certain pairings in mind. Also, given song lyrics may allude to certain storylines. Not exactly spoilers, but don't say you haven't been warned…

And voila, here it is, my children -- enjoy!

PART I :: H O P E

Crush ll 3Gs
We're gonna take it back to the way it used to be, when a love song was a love song.

Goodnight and go ll Imogen Heap
Why'd you have to be so cute?/ It's impossible to ignore you/ Must you make me laugh so much?/ It's bad enough we get along so well/ Say goodnight and go

Kanske Ar Jag Kar I Dig ll Jens Lekman
My words are just c-c-coming out wrong/ I sure could use a little help/ I think I'm gonna drop my cool now/ The best way to touch your heart is to make an ass of myself

I Was Made For You ll She & Him
'Cause I have been waitin' for a long, long time/ For a boy like you/ I won't be waitin' anymore 'cause I know/ Baby, Baby/ I was made for you

Bruises ll Chairlift
I tried to do handstands for you/ I tried to do handstands for you/ Everytime I fell for you/ Everytime I fell/ Oh, I tried to do handstands for you/ But everytime I fell for you/ I'm permanently black and blue for you

Romantic Comedy ll Stars
You think you're so bad, but you're just badly raised/ You twisted and turned all the love we made/ […] Don't walk away and turn and say "I love you" anyway/ Don't walk away and turn and say "I love you" anyway/ You come for a week and then you up and leave next day/ Don't walk away and turn and say "I love you" anyway

Needy Girl ll Chromeo
You're a needy girl/ I can tell when I look in your big brown eyes/ You want my world/ But how can I do yours if I can't do mine?/ I try to change/ But somehow, it's weird, I don't feel the same/ It's all about/ What you want/ What you say/ How you feel/ How you play the game

Shut Up ll Black Eyed Peas
We're try to take it slow/ But we're still losin' control/ And we try to make it work/ But it still ends up the worst/ And I'm crazy/ Tryin' to be a lady/ I think I'm goin' crazy

You Started It ll Gwen Stefani (ft. Pharrell)
I'm feelin' as bad about me as you are/ You know I don't want to be here/ I'm trying to work out where these feelings are from/ I don't know why I'm doing this either/ I know, you're right, you win/ I don't want any part of it/ But you know what I'm like/ I give in/ Even though you started it

You Know What ll N.E.R.D.
Let me show you where you went wrong/ You know that our sex took us to and fro/ Then you had the nerve to say you're hurt/ And fix your mouth to blame the Cuervo/ Then in me you confide a compromise/ And I'm just like, "You know what, you chose"/ I don't want to say it again, but here goes, "Fuck it, we're just friends"/ Now where's my clothes?

Please Don't Tell Her ll Jason Mraz
Please don't dare to tell her what I've become/ Please don't mention all the attention I've drawn/ Please don't bother, 'cause she'll feel guilty when I'm gone/ 'Cause I'm crazy like the rest of us/ And I'm crazier when I'm next to her/ And it's amazing how she's so self-assured/ But I'd know she'd hate me if she know my words/ Do I hurt anymore?/ Do I hurt?/ Well, I don't

PART II :: H E A R T B R E A K

Happy Ending ll Mika
This is the way you left me/ I'm not pretending/ No hope, no love, no glory/ No happy ending/ This is the way that we loved, like it's forever/ Then live the rest of our lives/ But not together

Two Strangers ll Caissie Levy (with Helene York and Morgan Weed)
This was not/ So magical/ You didn't impress me/ Not at all/ No, no/ Not even a little bit/ You were something I wanted to try/ And we were happy for a while

I'll Never Get Over You (Getting Over Me) ll MYMP
I try to smile so my hurt won't show/ Tell everybody I was glad to see you go/ But the tears just won't go away/ Loneliness found me/ Looks like it's hear to say/ I know I ought to find someone new/ But all I found is myself always thinkin' of you/ As long as the stars shine down from the heavens/ Long as the rivers run to the sea/ I'll never get over you getting over me

Strange Arrangement ll The Waterboys
It's a strange arrangement/ I don't claim to understand it/ I know I created it/ But I never planned it/ It's a strange arrangement/ And I'm not proud/ Well, perhaps a little ashamed/ If ashamed is allowed

Love for Granted ll Phoenix
These days are gone/ Loud enough to hold on/ I think about the time we wasted/ I think about the years to come/ It's getting late and I can't call/ It's getting late to face it all

Tonight ll Lykke Li
Watch my back so I'll make sure/ You're right behind me as before/ Yesterday, the night before, tomorrow/ Dry my eyes, so you won't know/ Dry my eyes so I won't show/ I know you're right behind me/ And don't you let me go, let me go tonight

Hoppipolla ll Sigur Ros
[see lyrics]

Modern Romance/Porcelainll Yeah Yeah Yeahs
Baby, I'm afraid of a lot of things/ But I ain't scared of loving you/ And baby, I know you're afraid of a lot of things/ But don't be afraid of love/ 'Cause people will say all kinds of things/ But that don't mean a damn to me/ 'Cause all I see is what's in front of me/ That's you

ETA: ~~I'll upload the songs in a .zip file eventually, I'm way too lazy to get Winzip right now~~. I've uploaded all the songs individually -- all except for the She & Him track, the file of which I can't seem to find on my computer, for some reason. Also note that some of the tracks are converted mp3s from YouTube, so the titles would probably be under 'Y' upon download. LOL, sorry this is so ghetto, I'll try to fix it soon, I promise =)

Happy Valentine's Day, Everyone! ♥

but frozen things, they all unfreeze.

staticxfever — Fri, 13 Feb 2009 20:29:59 GMT

I'm at Hunter right now. I was supposed to go to my Costume Design class, but didn't today because I still have yet to finish my project, which asks that I do both modern and period wardrobe designs/concepts for our character boards. I still haven't done much. GAHHHH WHUT IS MY LIFE.

Anyway. Yesterday was the epitome of Awesome (yes, that is awesome with a capital A, natch) because: a) I had dim sum with two of my favourite people, Kim and Thesanica (karakurimi ); and b) I went to see South Pacific with the lovely Caity (a fellow Olivetree Review editor)! As a result of the former, I have officially been named Marketing Intern for 1st Generation Press, Inc. -- an independent publishing company owned by Kim's family. I am uber-excited about this. The position includes (but is not limited to) the following: managing the official blog, doing graphics for promotional stuff and such.

As for how South Pacific went, it was great as far as the whole night; Caity and I got to talk about theatre, which nice for me, since I don't have many friends who are as into it as I am, or as knowledgeable when it comes to my references. I told her about my absolute fear of singing in front of people, despite my (short-lived) background performing when I was younger, and she was being all encouraging about it and everything. I rarely share that with people I don't know well, but I somehow felt like she'd be able to empathize, and to hear some positive feedback coming from her was nice.

The show itself was good, verrrry typical Rodgers & Hammerstein material, which usually isn't my cup of tea (save for Sound of Music, and bits of Cinderella). I actually was thrown off at the points when they would sing to each other so directly, probably because the last few musicals I've seen were rock musicals -- especially with Spring Awakening, the soundtrack to which was so much a part of my life these past two years. To hear songs that aren't acting as inner monologues was weird, and it made the night seem tedious and long at times. That said, "Some Enchanted Evening" is a gorgeous song, and I started snickering during "Nothing Like a Dame", because it made me remember when my uncles performed it at our church's Broadway Night last summer.

So yeah, all in all, 'twas (pardon the pun) some enchanted evening! (lulz, i so dorky)

Right now, my feet are killing me -- for some reason, I felt compelled to wear these pointy flats that are a half-size too small on my poor feet, and I really should go over to the nurse's office thinger for a band-aid. BUT I'M TOO LAZY. This is what I get for dressing up all V-day themed today. This makes me sound like a hypocrite, I know, since I've been all "LOVE IS A LIEEEE!!!!11!!!" for the past few days, but I actually like Valentine's themed things; I just don't celebrate it like everyone else.

The closest thing I get to "celebrating" is watching Breakfast at Tiffany's like I do every year. This year, I want to see if I can ~download~ My Sassy Girl from somewhere, but I don't know where (or how) to go about it. Eh, we'll see.

I kinda want one of the pink, heart-sprinkled cupcakes that a half-billion people are selling outside the cafeteria; but I don't know if my poor feet can take it. =/