| Title: Comedown Fandom: RENT Characters/Pairings: April, mentions of April/Roger Rating: T Warnings: 2nd-Person POV, drug use Summary: You hate the comedown.
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HAHA. You have got to be kidding me. Anybody who's been reading my journal knows I'm miserable at Target, but can't see any way out of it. I'm working towards becoming a Team Leader, and it's fucking killing me.
What I really want to be is an actress, but that is literally a dream job. And that dream died after my parents refused to co-sign my student loans for my dream performing arts school. Right now I have no dream. I work at Target. | |
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| Yay Heroes is tonight! And basically ever other show I watch! I've really decided that I hate closing Mondays. I always have to watch my shows either at midnight when I get off, or Tuesday before work.
Speaking of work, I think I should just pitch a tent there. Honest. Saturday night I closed (and jesus, did that ever suck) and yesterday morning, I was back at work bright and early at SEVEN A.M. ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME? Thankfully, I'm closing the rest of the week, but I've been working since Wednesday, and I won't get another day off until Thursday. I fucking hate my schedule.
At least that Thursday will be a fun one. First, I'm going to hang out at the school that I no longer attend with friends from there, then Marc and I are hopping on BART and going to see RENT! I'm so fucking excited; I bounce up and down whenever I think about it.
Found this today in the SF Gate: In which Adam Pascal discusses RENT, Idina Menzel, and other such topics that generally make me squee, including...
Pascal believes he has to take to take charge of his own future. He is currently developing a musical for himself, based on the 1988 concept rock album "Operation: Mindcrime."
If I could sing better, I would totally audition. And not just because it's Adam, but because I haven't done any acting in over a year. I've been so committed to Target and my promotion that I've let my dream slide right past me, and it's draining me slowly. My parents keep telling me that I need to get a better job, so I can get my own place and move out of their's - even though I'm paying them rent. It's like they don't acknowledge that I just got a promotion, that I could get another. I don't understand them. They want me to do something in the medical field, but I tried that already and I didn't like it. My one true passion is acting, and they didn't like that as a career choice either, which is why they didn't sign my student loans for the performing arts school in Chicago. They're fucking insane and they don't know what they fucking want, and I'm sick of it.
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| Title is from report about a survey some news show was doing at a college, where they went around and asked students who there favorite president was. The majority said Franklin. For those who don't get the joke, Ben Franklin wasn't a president. Ever. Anyhoo, I stole this from knackeredwriter , because I like to steal things. Are you in a good mood right now? No, but that's nothing new. Do you need to say anything to someone? SRSLY GAIZ? 8 DAYS WITHOUT A FUCKING DAY OFF?! I'm not that fucking dedicated. What made you mad today? My alarm going off. The cold (BECAUSE 73 IS COLD, GODDAMMIT). The fact that I have to work tonight. Are you available? Why, do you want to grab some tea? ( Read more... ) | |
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Once. It's not so much that I stopped being her friend because she doesn't think the same way I do - let's face it, I (an agnostic liberal bisexual) spent my high school years in a small, conservative farm town; no one agreed with me. [Think of me as Kevin Bacon in Footloose] Our falling out happened more because of the fact that at every moment, she felt the need to rub her beliefs, her religion, and her opinion into my face. We couldn't go a single moment without her telling me how my lifestyle was wrong and how if I only believed in her god, I would be a better person. Eventually, I grew tired of being told I was wrong, and I became weary of trying to get her to open her mind up to possibilities, so I said goodbye. And that was a 14-year-long friendship. I value my friends, and unless they do something to really piss me off, I don't just dump them. You're free to disagree with me, just don't rub it in my face every three seconds. That being said, I do tend to hang out less with people who have varying opinions than mine. But I think that's just human nature - you know, "birds of a feather..." | |
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| After many months of waiting, my Monday night line-up is back, and I am freaking stoked. It was totally worth the wait. I'm gonna start with House because I have a lot less to say on that:
( Spoilers! ) I have nothing really interesting to say on BBT or HIMYM so I'll just skip over those and go directly to Heroes. I'm not going to do a full episode recap, because that would take forever, so I'll just give my thoughts on the characters.
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| TV'S BACK TONIGHT! SO EXCITED!
I have my entire night lined up: Heroes at 8, my dvr'd House after that, and Big Bang Theory and How I Met Your Mother on teh interwebs either tonight or tomorrow depending on how tired I am. Reaction posts will be up at some point, as well as new batches of icons!
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| I can't believe Heroes finally starts tomorrow; I've been dying without it. I meant to watch the entire last season after I bought the dvds, but then I got distracted by making this vid. It basically consumed all my free time this month (which wasn't much, I've been hella working lately), and I'm still not completely satisfied with it. I've had to redo it like eight times today alone, because every time I edit and publish it, I find three more glitches that weren't there before. There are still some left, but I'm tired of dealing with it. Stupid, crappy Windows Movie Maker. I need a better program, but I'm poor.
I also created a BAM account specifically as a back-up because YT is really fond of deleting my videos. Sigh.
Anyway, here it is:
Title: Fantasy Fandom: Heroes Song: The Fantasy - 30 Seconds to Mars Summary: "Every time I think I'm gonna change it; it's driving me insane." Peter struggles with the pressure of saving the world because every time he does, he steps on too many butterflies, and in the end, he always loses Nathan. Notes: mostly season one, can be viewed as gen or slash
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In other news, I finally bought Marc and I tickets to see RENT in the city: orchestra, row c - the best tickets I've ever bought for any show. They cost a bundle, but it will be so worth it to see Adam and Anthony up close. Plus, this will probably be the last time I'll see RENT live (and Marc's first and last time), so I want to make it worth it. I can't wait for October 8th! | |
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| Brand new photos from Fashion Week:   Milo. Leather. Emo!Bangs. -iz ded- | |
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