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06 February 2009 @ 11:46 am

Your result for The LONG Scientific Personality Test...

ENFP - The Champion

You scored 82% I to E, 37% N to S, 5% F to T, and 63% J to P!

Your type is known as the Champion type, which is part of the larger group called idealists. Nothing occurs that does not have some deep and ethical significance in your eyes. You see life as an exciting drama. You are very charismatic, yet tend to be too harsh on yourself for not being as genuine as you think you should be. 3% of the population shares your type.

As a romantic partner, you need to talk about what is going on in your life. You are a strong supporter for your partner's efforts to grow and change and be happy. You need to feel that same support from your partner. Expressive, optimistic, and curious, you are eager to enjoy new experiences with your partner, whom you wish to be your confidant and soul mate, as well as play mate. You are uncomfortable sharing negative emotion, though, and tend to withdraw from confrontation and process your feelings privately. You feel most loved when your partner appreciates your creativity, accepts your uniqueness, and sees you as the compassionate person you are. You need to hear your partner tell you how much you mean to them and would love if they did thoughtful spontaneous things to demonstrate it.

Your group summary: idealists (NF)

Your type summary: ENFP


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04 December 2008 @ 06:07 pm

Why on earth did I take Music 370? What the fuck was I thinking. Probably that I wanted to get up to 12 units or whatever... but shit this class is boring.  So lets see what sort of creative writing I can come up with at this very second.


The moon rose high into the sky, throwing its radiance over the landscape for as far as the eye could see. The sky was starless. It was also cloudless. Just three days ago the stars vanished from the sky. Where they'd gone was a topic of much discussion. A Sign of the End Times. The world lay on the brink of hysteria, twitching with the anticipation of chaos unbounded. Hundreds of Thousands, if not millions had stopped going to work, school, and whatever mundane things it was they'd done before the Stars had up and gone away on their vacation.
A Special News report flashed across the screen of every TV in the World. The Hubble Telescope was being used to image the lack luster heavens. The Stars were still there. Invisible to the world at large. The cause, a single shining point around the Solar system. A Shell rather. Covering the entire planetary system within it's protective barrier. Panic finally broke out. Wars like none had ever seen. Not between countries, but between families, neighbors, streets, cities. The Carnage did not let up for seven starless nights. The World of man had been unmade in just under two weeks.
Beyond the barrier. Two voices spoke. "Remove the Quarantine. The Ravagers are extinct." 
Like that, the stars shone again, down upon a world ravaged beyond compare. And so in the End, a New Beginning was found. The Beginning of The Prophesied Peace on Earth.

Huh. That was interesting. 

07 September 2008 @ 01:31 pm

So the last few days have been kind of hard for me. When I got home from rehearsal on Thursday night I got a call from my mom about our dog Nuriko. It turned out that her leg condition had been getting a lot worse over the week and that she'd lost all bladder control and was peeing on her legs that wouldn't work. So my mom took her to the Vet earlier in that day and had some blood work done. The hope was that if the problem was being caused by some sort of bacterial infection that we could cure the problem with some Antibiotics and could move on with our happy little lives. But that seemed like a long shot. My mom was crying on the phone and I spent the better part of the night crying myself. 

Fast forward to Friday, I spend the entirety of the day waiting for a phone call to see if there's an infection or if I have to put my dog to sleep. Needless to say I spent the day quite on edge and near the verge of tears. At about 3pm my mom calls and tells me it's not a bacterial infection. I start preparing for the worst. Because no matter what some people say, pets are members of the family. It was like I was going to most likely have to kill someone I cared about to make their suffering stop. I spent the night at Jon and Dani's as I didn't want to be left alone to my crying. 

Saturday I talk to my mom and she says "Well maybe we don't have to. The doctor says (Insert various things)". Long and the short of it was maybe we just wait it out, see if her legs were gonna get better and maybe things would work out on the bladder control level. But we both seemed very down about it all. So I finally get back to SSF and there's high emotions and what not. I call Sandra to get some information on dog incontinence and emergency pet places I can take Nuriko to get a second opinion. I go buy the smallest baby diapers I can find. Then this morning my mom just seemed to change her stance on everything, she'd been researching information on the medication Nuriko is on and that things might even out in a few weeks.

So that's that. We're not putting my dog to sleep. We're gonna wait and watch, and I think everything will be okay. I just want to say thank you to everyone who gave me support these last few days and that I'm sorry to everyone else if I seemed a bit distant.

07 July 2008 @ 04:18 pm
So the 4th of July lead me to a very interesting situation.
It's around 10pm on The Fourth of July and I've just realized that I don't have any gas in my car and the gas stations in Bodega Bay are closed. I call Jon and ask if I can come back over to his place for the night. He agrees and I'm on my way back to his pad in just a couple of minutes (I stopped first to make a phone call to my Roommate John [yes I know, it gets confusing with the names] to let him know I wouldn't be coming back to the Bureau for the night.

Fate seems to be playing interesting timing on me these days. For example when we were driving back from the gig we had in Yountville we perfectly drove up to the Petaluma fairgrounds in time to see the Finale of their Fireworks show. Good times! But back to the story at hand.

The Drive is only about 5 minutes or less from the Gas station to Jon's place. So I'm going along at a moderate pace, not wanting to waste the last fumes in my car (so that I can get back to the gas station in the morning). When I'm coming around this curve thinking about nothing in particular, noticing the car coming in the other direction as from out of no where jumps a Deer at the very last possible moment. I hit it dead center in the body, it's head jerking towards the driver-side as the force of the collision takes it flying off towards the side of the road. I begin screaming. I continue to scream until I get to a turn out just a few yards away where I sit for the next few minutes to calm my nerves and get the steadiness to drive again.

As I continue the drive, now shaken (not stirred) I notice that I still have two functioning head lights. That's good I think to myself. I pull up to Jon's and shakily step from the car and wander towards the front to examine the damage. The Car is fine. I stare in shock for a moment. The only visible damage is to the license plate which has bent slightly under the car. Holy shit, I think to myself.

I spent the better part of the next hour just in shock from the whole ordeal. Dani and Chris went to go survey the Deer (see if it was still there, and blocking the road). The deer had apparently been killed on impact (I'm guessing its neck was snapped in.)

So in closing, My car has a new Title attached to it's name:
Balamb "Invincible Deer Hunter"

Xander - 1, Deer - 0
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Current Mood: shockedshocked
08 April 2008 @ 11:33 pm

The Eyes

By Cid Hildas

I've got the Eyes
They drag you into them
See you deep down
Seeing a Future that could be
Won't be

They pull you apart
Open access through the windows
leaving them ajar
wide open
It's freezing.
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Current Location: The Bureau
Current Music: Breakaway
16 March 2008 @ 11:55 am
When you were here before
Couldn't look you in the eye
You're just like an angel
Your skin makes me cry
You float like a feather
In a beautiful world
I wish I was special
You're so fucking special
But I 'm a creep
I 'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here

I don't care if it hurts
I want to have control
I want a perfect body
I want a perfect soul
I want you to notice
When I'm not around
You're so fucking special
I wish I was special

But I'm a creep
I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here

She's running out again
She's running out
She run, run, run run

Whatever makes you happy
Whatever you want
You're so fucking special
I wish I was special
But I'm a creep
I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here
I don't belong here.
Current Location: The Bureau
Current Music: Creep
29 February 2008 @ 07:22 pm
So it's finally come to pass. The sickness that will take down the arts at Sonoma State University has finally arrived, and it's a Bitch. I'm currently covered in many layers of clothing due to my feeling that I'm constantly cold. But I'm also sweating. It's driving me nuts.

Not only that, we're moving this weekend. Grr. Argh. I'm in love with the house, newly titled "The Bureau". It's a house. A house! Complete with Garage, living room, front yard, back yard. All the fixings of adult living! Only problem is there's so much drama surrounding the moving into of the house that I'm not sure I'll be able to deal with it while in this head swim-y state.

First off, Zorg wants to move in tonight. I can't do that, but he's only got the UHaul for tonight. So blargh. I think what I'm going to do is just rent my own, because I've got a fuck ton of crap here at the apartment. So I have to figure out how to rent a UHaul when I'm not yet of age to drive one. Guess I'll have to talk to Ekans about that.

Secondly, I don't think Lexiano was too pleased with the whole situation. He didn't seem nearly as enthused about the house as the rest of us. I hope I'm wrong. I'd hate for him to be unhappy there.

Then we have the current place to deal with. We may have to pay for another month of renting the place, while not living in it... Ekans and I had a talk about it earlier, but my brain was too fried to really understand everything that he said.

So to top it all off, I've got West Side Story all tomorrow, followed by trying to figure out how the hell to move everything I own with none of it currently being packed.

Gee this'll be a relaxing weekend.

Y ésa es la palabra
Current Mood: sickfailed stam + resistance roll
23 February 2008 @ 08:54 pm
Okay. So this is a little strange, a little funny and a little disheartening.

Today I was taking place in the NATS Scholarship Competition at school. NATS stands for National Association of Teachers of Singing. Or something like that. In any case my voice teacher had suggested that I go ahead and take part in it, as most of our voice teachers did with their students. So I sign up and decide to sing an Italian Piece "Se Florinda e Fedelle" and "The Sky Above the Roof" by Raif Vaughn Williams. Good songs. I like them, and I'm told they sound good in my range.

So last Fridays voice lesson (the 15th of February) comes along and my Chris F (voice Teacher) lets me know that I'm the only person in my division. Now the divisions are set up by age (mine happened to be 23 - 29). So I'm sitting there thinking 'Huh... looks like I'll have a really good shot at winning the prize money.' I mean, not to be all conceited but I figured in a category of just me, I could take first place.  So yeah, I go about my week after that, and I have my coaching with Yvonne. Turns out they can withhold prize money from people if they don't find that anyone in the category is worth giving money to. So I start to feel like my chances are lessened.

So today was the competition (as previously mentioned). I got to school real nice and early, warmed my voice up, ran through my songs a few times and even went through them with Chris F. He smiles at me and says that I'm doing a really good job, that my voice is spinning in all the right ways and that everything is g double o d good. So my confidence levels start to rise.

I get into Warren Auditorium and I'm the first person to sing. Everything is sounding great... until I fuck up a line in the Italian piece. Sigh. But Chris tells me that I've done an awesome Job and that he'd be surprised if I didn't get the scholarship money. So I spend the rest of the day fretting about it, all throughout West Side Story rehearsals. So during a two hour break I get the call from Chris F.

 I placed Second.

In a Category of One.

Guess I surprised Chris.

I'm not bitter about this though. It was a good experience and I'll do better next time. At least I can walk away from this proudly saying that I am Truly Second to None.
Current Location: Home.
Current Mood: gigglyLawling
Current Music: The Sky above the Roof
18 January 2008 @ 02:39 am
Who the fuck am I? I mean seriously! LOL.
Can someone please let me in, cause I'm breaking my misconceptions about me lately.

2008 is Great.
Current Mood: happyhappy
14 January 2008 @ 08:04 pm
Hey all,
Okay so I just want everyone to know that I'm done with the emo rants. (In a creepy old lady voice) This Journal is Clean (ala poltergeist flics). Right now I'm sitting in my Ropo house just enjoying the calm.

My buddy Christopher came and stayed up here with me this weekend and really helped me by just being himself. He wasn't focused on the break up hell he didn't really bring it up unless I did. Which wasn't often.

I re-watched Reefer Madness: The Movie Musical and remembered why I love it so much. Kelly Keys and Nick Cooper came over and watched it with us. I needs to get me a copy of that thing so I can enjoy some MJ and watch it from a far simpler perspective. The following day we just smoked and enjoyed TV and kickin it in the apartment until the Coterie came over and we did my Cult of the Illuminated (Exalted) game. That was fun, but I was a little slow if ya know what I mean. I hope I didn't fuck up hehe.   Saturday was even better. We woke up hella late and watched A Home at the End of the World with Colin Feral. Never seen it before but holy crap thats a good movie. Mental note, need to see that again.

After that we went to Dave and Bonnies where we played Taboo and then the four of us played around in Target for an hour before Christopher and I went off gay-ly forward to Guerneville and hit up the Rainbow Cattle Co. where we had a few drinks and just took in the local color. By which of course I mean a local lesbian freaking out and trying to gouge some guys eyes out. Fun times. We eventually went across the street to the other club (whose name I can never remember) and danced our asses off for about an hour before closing time.

I really need to remember to go to clubs earlier.

Upon arriving home I managed to alienate Cody and his new potential boy "Crash".  Crash who will be staying with us for a week so we can see if he'd be a good potential roommate for when we move out of this place in like 6 months or so.

Y ésa es la palabra
Current Mood: calmcalm