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Saw "Mystic River" with soulmate815 last night. I quite liked it; certainly won't be devastated if Sean Penn beats Johnny for the Oscar.
Then we met up with jaydk for drinks, and ended up being out until almost 4am. (How did that happen?) It was fun, though--good conversation. Had a debate about RPF, which amuses me because I don't read and am very squicked by RPF, but I'm always the one defending it.
And we talked about conventions. jaydk and I are definitely going to DragonCon. Woo hoo! So, who else is going? Or is it too early to decide?
I can't get anyone to come with me to WriterCon. So maybe I will end up looking for a roommate after all. Or staying in my own room, but that's kind of expensive. Although soulmate815 said she might go, depending on which fic writers are there. Isn't it neat how fanfic writers are sort of minor celebrities themselves? Going to a con to meet a fic writer that you admire ... that's cool.
I'm going to the Creation con in NJ in March. Must figure out transportation ... I guess I can wait until closer to the actual con date to figure that out, though. I figure I'll come on Saturday, stay the night, and leave on Sunday. Probably will travel with soulmate815.
I'm not going to the Cleveland Vulkon. Must write and ask for refund soon.
I am going to Moonlight Rising, but I haven't a clue how I'm going to get there. Must figure that out.
Still have to decide about Toronto Trek.
what decade does your personality live in?
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High School Meme
School and Year you graduated
Graduated in 2000.
Number of people in your graduating class:
Not sure ... 200? 300?
Nickname in high school?
I didn't have a nickname. The word "freak" was uttered in the hallway under someone's breath more than once. I had some rather nasty nicknames in middle school, but I wasn't even on the radar enough for people to bother in high school.
Sport you were into?
You're kidding, right?
Had a circle of friends?
In 9th and 10th grade? Yes. Best friends I ever had--everyone who rejected the elitist, self-obsessed, money-and-popularity-focused, utterly conformist high school culture gravitated together. We were very different individuals--really, people from every social group ended up there. The people with whom I was closest were the creative types--we wrote stories together, wrote a screenplay, made videos, that kind of thing.
We had a falling out in the summer between 10th and 11th grade; I didn't have a social group after that.
Best subject?
I was in advanced classes for everything. I got the highest grades (high As) in math classes, because they're graded objectively. I had low grades (low and mid-As) in English classes, because they're graded subjectively. I was actually better at English than math, it's just that an English teacher is more likely to give you a 95 for a good essay than 100, whereas a math teacher will give you 100 for a perfect exam.
Worst subject?
Gym. One of the most personally degrading experiences of my life. I will never send my children to public schools. (Y'know, if I ever had children.)
A teacher you owe life lessons to?
Mr. Bush. He was probably the only teacher I ever learned anything from. He taught Media Arts, which was an elective class that I took in 10th grade. He gave us a wonderful history of film class, and had us producing our own amateur films. It was amazing. Our final project was a 13-minute short movie that we shot, acted in, and edited ourselves. That class is definitely the reason I studied film in college.
Unfortunately, the year we were to take Media Arts II (more focus on making your own films), the school cancelled the program. Because it was focused on creativity instead of money. They replaced it with "TV Production," whose sole purpose was to make poorly-done propoganda glorifying our repulsive, repressive, conformist school and town. (The town had high property values because the school had a good reputation, so everything in high school was about making the school look good and hiding/eliminating any signs of individuality or creativity or nonconformity). We organized several meetings with the administration, got our parents involved, did everything we could to keep the media arts program, but they eliminated it.
Describe in one word...
Freshman (year 9): Miserable
Sophmore (year 10): Not-Quite-As-Miserable
Junior (year 11): Suicidal
Senior (year 12): Numb
Your best friend was?
In ninth and tenth (and seventh and eighth) grades, Danielle. My best friend in the world. We wrote stories together, made movies together, analyzed each other's dreams, wrote in each other's journals, finished each other's sentences...
No best friend in 11th grade.
In 12th grade, my best friend was dizenchanted. Who lived in another state and who I only talked to online and saw occasionally at concerts.
Worst friend?
What's a worst friend? Shouldn't it be, like, worst enemy? I mean, if they were such a bad friend, why would you still be friends with them?
I guess, in retrospect, it would be the girl who was best friends with me and Danielle from seventh to tenth grades. I wasn't quite as close with her as I was with Danielle, but we had our moments. We hung out and talked to each other and were there for each other when things were bad. One of her family members had a mental illness that was very difficult for her to deal with, and I was always there for her. People used to ridicule her at school, but I would always step in to defend her. But when I had a falling out with Danielle, she just ditched me, with no explanation, after four years of friendship. I was going through the worst period in my life and I guess she just decided my issues were "inconvenient" to her, and that was it.
Cafeteria food sucked?
I wouldn't know; I wouldn't eat that stuff if you paid me. I usually ate my lunches in the library, or brought something vegan to snack on.
Wore uniforms?
No. You wouldn't have been able to force me to go if we did. The dress code was bad enough--my (male) friend repeatedly got sent home for wearing skirts, for example.
How was the prom?
How would I know? I was probably at home on the computer.
Who were the prom king and queen?
Someone I hated, I'm sure.
Any achievements?
I got out alive.
Were you popular?
I was so not popular, I don't even think I'd fit anywhere on the popularity scale. I had, like, negative popularity.
Best song that reminds you of high school?
Most of Nine Inch Nails' "Downward Spiral." Pearl Jam's "Jeremy." Nirvana's "School."
Then we met up with jaydk for drinks, and ended up being out until almost 4am. (How did that happen?) It was fun, though--good conversation. Had a debate about RPF, which amuses me because I don't read and am very squicked by RPF, but I'm always the one defending it.
And we talked about conventions. jaydk and I are definitely going to DragonCon. Woo hoo! So, who else is going? Or is it too early to decide?
I can't get anyone to come with me to WriterCon. So maybe I will end up looking for a roommate after all. Or staying in my own room, but that's kind of expensive. Although soulmate815 said she might go, depending on which fic writers are there. Isn't it neat how fanfic writers are sort of minor celebrities themselves? Going to a con to meet a fic writer that you admire ... that's cool.
I'm going to the Creation con in NJ in March. Must figure out transportation ... I guess I can wait until closer to the actual con date to figure that out, though. I figure I'll come on Saturday, stay the night, and leave on Sunday. Probably will travel with soulmate815.
I'm not going to the Cleveland Vulkon. Must write and ask for refund soon.
I am going to Moonlight Rising, but I haven't a clue how I'm going to get there. Must figure that out.
Still have to decide about Toronto Trek.
what decade does your personality live in?
quiz brought to you by lady interference, ltd
High School Meme
School and Year you graduated
Graduated in 2000.
Number of people in your graduating class:
Not sure ... 200? 300?
Nickname in high school?
I didn't have a nickname. The word "freak" was uttered in the hallway under someone's breath more than once. I had some rather nasty nicknames in middle school, but I wasn't even on the radar enough for people to bother in high school.
Sport you were into?
You're kidding, right?
Had a circle of friends?
In 9th and 10th grade? Yes. Best friends I ever had--everyone who rejected the elitist, self-obsessed, money-and-popularity-focused, utterly conformist high school culture gravitated together. We were very different individuals--really, people from every social group ended up there. The people with whom I was closest were the creative types--we wrote stories together, wrote a screenplay, made videos, that kind of thing.
We had a falling out in the summer between 10th and 11th grade; I didn't have a social group after that.
Best subject?
I was in advanced classes for everything. I got the highest grades (high As) in math classes, because they're graded objectively. I had low grades (low and mid-As) in English classes, because they're graded subjectively. I was actually better at English than math, it's just that an English teacher is more likely to give you a 95 for a good essay than 100, whereas a math teacher will give you 100 for a perfect exam.
Worst subject?
Gym. One of the most personally degrading experiences of my life. I will never send my children to public schools. (Y'know, if I ever had children.)
A teacher you owe life lessons to?
Mr. Bush. He was probably the only teacher I ever learned anything from. He taught Media Arts, which was an elective class that I took in 10th grade. He gave us a wonderful history of film class, and had us producing our own amateur films. It was amazing. Our final project was a 13-minute short movie that we shot, acted in, and edited ourselves. That class is definitely the reason I studied film in college.
Unfortunately, the year we were to take Media Arts II (more focus on making your own films), the school cancelled the program. Because it was focused on creativity instead of money. They replaced it with "TV Production," whose sole purpose was to make poorly-done propoganda glorifying our repulsive, repressive, conformist school and town. (The town had high property values because the school had a good reputation, so everything in high school was about making the school look good and hiding/eliminating any signs of individuality or creativity or nonconformity). We organized several meetings with the administration, got our parents involved, did everything we could to keep the media arts program, but they eliminated it.
Describe in one word...
Freshman (year 9): Miserable
Sophmore (year 10): Not-Quite-As-Miserable
Junior (year 11): Suicidal
Senior (year 12): Numb
Your best friend was?
In ninth and tenth (and seventh and eighth) grades, Danielle. My best friend in the world. We wrote stories together, made movies together, analyzed each other's dreams, wrote in each other's journals, finished each other's sentences...
No best friend in 11th grade.
In 12th grade, my best friend was dizenchanted. Who lived in another state and who I only talked to online and saw occasionally at concerts.
Worst friend?
What's a worst friend? Shouldn't it be, like, worst enemy? I mean, if they were such a bad friend, why would you still be friends with them?
I guess, in retrospect, it would be the girl who was best friends with me and Danielle from seventh to tenth grades. I wasn't quite as close with her as I was with Danielle, but we had our moments. We hung out and talked to each other and were there for each other when things were bad. One of her family members had a mental illness that was very difficult for her to deal with, and I was always there for her. People used to ridicule her at school, but I would always step in to defend her. But when I had a falling out with Danielle, she just ditched me, with no explanation, after four years of friendship. I was going through the worst period in my life and I guess she just decided my issues were "inconvenient" to her, and that was it.
Cafeteria food sucked?
I wouldn't know; I wouldn't eat that stuff if you paid me. I usually ate my lunches in the library, or brought something vegan to snack on.
Wore uniforms?
No. You wouldn't have been able to force me to go if we did. The dress code was bad enough--my (male) friend repeatedly got sent home for wearing skirts, for example.
How was the prom?
How would I know? I was probably at home on the computer.
Who were the prom king and queen?
Someone I hated, I'm sure.
Any achievements?
I got out alive.
Were you popular?
I was so not popular, I don't even think I'd fit anywhere on the popularity scale. I had, like, negative popularity.
Best song that reminds you of high school?
Most of Nine Inch Nails' "Downward Spiral." Pearl Jam's "Jeremy." Nirvana's "School."