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Name: Sam
Birthday: 5/12/1990
Gender: Female
Interests: Tap Dancing, Dancing in general, Choreographing, Writing, Drawing, Theology, Reading, Painting, Acting, Dancing in the Rain, Storm watching, Composing, and playing music, Being outside, Fantasy in it's entirity, Singing, RolePlaying, Skiing, Dreaming, Meditating, Video Games, Thinking, Fine Arts, Fine Arts, Fine Arts.
Expertise: Tap Dancing. It's my life.
Occupation: Student
Industry: Other
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MSN: darkfire_34@hotmail.com
Member Since:
1/6/2004
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| I haven't had the urge to write like this in a long time...I want something, but I don't know how to write it! I want to make something. Need to create something. I'm bored. I think what I want is to create a world where I can live vicariously through characters, so I'm not so bored this summer, lol. Basically, that is how this is starting. Mayhap I will post something tonight. I'm going to go brain storm.
Does anyone read this? =/ | | |
| Can I have friends even though I don't go to Cru?
Can I have friends even though I don't drink like a fish?
Can I have friends even though I have a boyfriend?
Can I have friends even though I'm weird?
Can I have friends even though I'm not in a grade?
I think sometimes I worry so much about not having friends that I miss the opportunity to make some... | | |
| All right, here's the deal. I am extremely pissed off. I am going to use this blog entry to let off all of my steam, no editing. I am going to be rude, I'm going to be mean, and I don't care. Nothing should be directed at you...and if it is, you deserve it.
To whoever stole my bike seat: You better hope I NEVER find out who you are, or I am going to hit you so hard you won't remember what you stole. There is NO REASON to steal anything from anyone. Ever. I fucking hate you, and I hope you get what you deserve.
To the ass-hole CA who decided to take a power trip on me: Seriously, look at what you are. You are a CA at UWSP. No one cares, and honestly, my tuition pays your salary, so lay the fuck off. I live in this dorm, the "exit only" doors are the stupidest rule aside from the sign in sheet that I've ever heard. Why the hell do we have saflok cards if we can't use them. Also, do you seriously think standing in front of me "blocking" my way in is going to stop me from going in the next "exit only" door over? You are an idiot.
To whoever came up with the idea of making all of the doors except one exit only doors: You are a fucking moron.
To whoever decided a sign-in sheet was necessary for all dorms: Do you realize how stupid this rule is? We all go to this campus! Why does it matter if one student goes into another student's dorm building?! No one follows this rule, so even if some event came up where you wanted to know who was in the building, chances are you wouldn't see them on the sign-in sheet. Also, does anyone realize that we are probably the only dorm in the state that does this? Stupid.
To whoever made up the Healthy American class: You live a pathetic life.
To whoever made the Healthy American class mandatory for graduation: You live an even more pathetic life.
To whoever designed the parking at UWSP: I hope your car gets run over. Not you, but definitely your car.
To whoever stole my Playstation 2, my memory cards, all of my PS2 and PS1 games (Final fantasy VII, VIII and IX included) out of my car: If I knew who you were, I would gladly burn your house down.
To whoever set up the dining hours on campus: FUCK. YOU. I hope you get fired, because there is not ONE meal that I can eat during the majority of my week days.
To Residential Living: I would rather move back to Michigan and live in Mary Markley for all four years than have to deal with this again next year. All of your staff members are ass-holes, your rules are ridiculous and designed only to give said ass-holes the opportunity for a daily power trip, and you all suck. Thanks for making my campus experience so fucking fantastic.
To all professors who grade attendance: You obviously are not a good instructor if you feel you need to bribe people to come to your class. What do you not understand about this: if people don't come to your classes, they will fail anyways, and if they don't, they obviously don't need your instruction.
To Rhonda Sprague: Get on psych meds. Now.
...ok. I feel much better, and I think I can sleep now. Sorry, my day sort of sucked, and I needed to rant. | | |
| I get these really weird cold-spells when I'm having a breakdown. Weird. Makes the breakdown really easy to recognize though. | | |
| So I'm sitting in history and I'm bored. Here are recent events of my life:
- I was cast in two pieces for Danstage.
- One of those pieces was a piece choreographed by an emmy award winning choreographer of a company out of Chicago called "Jump Rhythm Jazz Project." I was the only underclassman to make the piece =)
- The other piece is called "Oz" and I am Dorothy. I even get the Somewhere Over the Rainbow solo...but it's a tap solo, not singing. I'd fail at singing.
- Just last week I got injured. I had a bit of a collision with a musical theater student in one of my dance classes (the professor was having us do something that she shouldn't have had non-dancers doing), and I guess I minorly sprained my wrist and possibly tore a ligament. I have not enjoyed it, but it is going to be better within the next week or two.
- I have been promised that my back will be fixed! I don't really believe that, but it'd be awesome.
- I hate history.
- That last one is not recent, but it's recently being brought to constant attention.
- My computer battery is almost dead. I don't mean right now, I mean forever. It isn't holding a charge anymore.
- I have been choreographing this entire semester. I've choreographed three pieces for my composition class and I'm in the process of teaching two dances at the studio I work at. Their costumes came in the other day. It's starting to dawn on me that I'm actually a dance teacher =/.
- I just recently guest performed in my friend's percussion recital as an encore special. We created/composed/choreographed a tap and drum duet. It was pretty sweet. It created one specific memory I will never forget...which is...
- When I first came out and walked on the stage for Andy's encore, the entire audience started cheering. We hadn't told anyone I would be performing, but they knew who I was, and what I was going to do. It made me feel warm and fuzzy.
- I'm going to post this now and then edit more in...just in case my computer randomly dies. It's almost below 40% battery...which means it will turn off at any moment now.
- I won't be going anywhere this summer...which is mildly disappointing. And by mildly I mean hugely.
- That's actually not set in stone, but it's probable.
- I am taking a trip in two days.
- I beat The Legend of Zelda: Twilight Princess. EPIC.
That's all I can think of at the moment. I thought I had more, but I realized today how just about all I do is dance....and I LOVE IT. My day consists of the following: Dance classes, Dance rehearsals, and work (which is teaching dance). Oh yeah, occasionally I go to my two regular classes. Actually I go most of the time, but w/e.
I want to write more, but I know my computer is going to turn off.
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