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Now, is that any way to behave at a rock concert?
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It seems to me that application committees want to hear about adversity and overcoming it, potentially in new and exciting ways, but certainly because the applicant must participate in the subject or perish.

I found my motivation today: I was targeted by snipers.
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Imma momentarily emo
I feel oftentimes as if my life is a neverending cycle of school applications and transfer requests and document retrieval and test scores and blah inanity blah.
It isn't, I know, I know.
Anyway, back to your regularly scheduled blog.
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I'm sitting here, eating a goddamn pumpkin pastie (ahrm, "goddamn delicious," rather), looking out at the gray and overcast (but not yet freezing) day, and feeling
OH
SO
BRITISH.
WOT WOT!
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This is strange: I realized that there are only a couple of weeks left in 2010 but I'm okay with that. Normally at this time of the year I start to panic and wonder why the year's passed so quickly and why I didn't do more. This year, time passed fairly quickly, but I feel like the quality of the year was robust enough to warrant its passing.

This is probably a major philosophical key. Take note, heathens.
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I seriously think that this didn't, doesn't, and probably won't ever register the Catcher in the Rye of that exchange, and it makes me (a) very sad, re: listener, (b) even sadder, re: listener submitted the story without understanding it, and (c) ecstatic that there's a female Holden Caulfield riding around Brooklyn somewhere.

You still live, Mr. JDS!
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From the end of The Whole Shebang:

"More appropriate, I should think, is the view that God created the universe out of an interest in spontaneous creativity - that he wanted nature to produce surprises, phenomena that he himself could not have foreseen. What would such a creative universe be like? Well, it would for one thing be impossible to predict in detail. And this seems to be the case with the universe we inhabit. The information theorists find that even if the entire universe were a computer, or could be converted into a computer of the maximum theoretically possible capability, that computer would be incapable of predicting all future phenomena. Further, a creative universe should give rise to agencies that are themselves creative, which is to say unpredictable. There is in our universe such an agency, spectacularly successful at reversing the dreary slide of entropy and making surprising things happen. We call it life. It would be suitable if this agency were to inquire into the workings of the universe, winnowing out the predictable from the unpredictable and inventing theories to account for the difference. And that is what intelligence does. Better still if thinking creatures were to perceive that they are all in the same boat - 'Poor, benighted members of the same ship's company,' in Adlai Stevenson's phrase - and hence treat one another kindly and assert that God is love. And so we do, though not often enough. ...
"Whether he left or was ever here I do not know, and don't believe we shall ever know. But one can learn to live with ambiguity - that much is requisite to the seeking spirit - and with the silence of the stars. All who genuinely seek to learn, whether atheist or believe, scientist or mystic, are united in having not a faith but faith itself. Its token is reverence, its habit to respect the eloquence of silence. For God's hand may be a human hand, if you reach out in loving kindness, and God's voice your voice, if you but speak the truth."
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'kay. A character who's too cheap to buy cologne, so he goes to the local Fry's (or whathaveyou) before every date or night out (or whathaveyou), opens the men's magazines, rips open the cologne smelly-tabs, and rubs 'em on. He then replaces the magazine and goes about his evening.

Is he a bastard? Is he anything but a bastard?
I just thought of this. Remember.
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Today, I determined/discovered:
*Buckle employees aren't allowed to start their merchandise spiel unless you touch something. Soon to be tested in the lab of life.
*that Facebook deal with the cartoon characters is a joke with a positive message appended. When it blows over, and the Pokemon week's over, I'm trying it myself. Ideas easily followed?

My entire weekend went to homework, with a diversion for a concert. I've never bought anyone flowers before. Calm down: She's a fellow physics-organic sufferer, and she'd never received flowers. So there we go.

Finals. Well, on Friday. Regular week until then because what's the point of wasting time or whatever? Also it's back to almost 70º and thus not Decembery. We had two snow days last finals week. Psh.

AFTER FINALS:
*Rock Band/Christmas decorating/Balderdash-games day/night next Saturday, the 11th.
*Phoenix trip on Wednesday the 15th to procure an outfit for the Event of the Season, and to hang out with Stacy and Sky before they leave.
*Amanda graduates on the 18th!
*Phoenix again on Sunday the 19th for Lauren's British Shindig.
*THE EVENT OF THE SEASON: DECEMBER 23.

Lauren and Jenny, who should still read this: Join me for the first two excursions and/or stay-in soirees?
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Jesus, Weather Channel, you, too? I mean, enough with the buzzwords already! Call it a motherfucking "snow storm," not a "widespread snow event."