The Return of the Five Question Wonder
Gen Asked Me
1) What was your first fandom?
Elfquest.
I can't even say of think that without grinning. I remember being incredibly young and making outfits out of paper, that we colored and taped to Barbie dolls so we could play act parts of the stories. This is like early after school period of something. I do remember this in all vagueness of memory, and the leaning over the pictures, being amazed at the art while at my best friends house. I loved Elfquest, unabashedly. Which probably early on formed my the currents of my opinions of sex, love, nudity, and family, even before CMA events.
I was nicknamed Ember for a section of my childhood, which interacting with the girls in Universal City, while growing up, because of said shared childhood fandom. My best friend, kyllo, and I wrote notes to each other, disguises the names of the people who spoke of based on certain character names (ala the if I was writing as Ember, I'd refer to my mother as Leetah, addendum etc.....and with the not exactly to be looking at the fact we wrote these notes in Germanic ruins, it was so fannish).
My first character I created was an Elfquest person. Her name was Fire-Flame, and my lovely kyllo even drew me a graphic of her, which is slightly tattered but not at all thrown away still.
I still own a whole lot of the things from it. I've almost created a complete hardcover and soft cover collection; both of the old hard covers and my slowly growing new DC hard cover collection. Even when I am piss poor broke, I will buy an Elfquest issue on the day it comes out to see what this woman has added to the world through another twenty-thirty pages.
2) What's your favorite scent?
Amber.
Or Dragonsblood.
Which *wry* may explain why I am in love with certain Bpal scents which combine then. I have many things of both: perfume, lotion, bath things, soap blocks, powers, incense, etc. I love these two best above everything.
3) What was your undergraduate major, and what do you think of it now?
My original undergraduate major was music. I know we talked about this a little bit a few days ago, so it made me smile to see the question. I had been in choir since early elementary, studied as a soprano nearly all the years of my schooling, occasionally in adult choirs with churches (even when I wasn't attending them except to sing for them; quite like a job). I wanted to go learn music and eventually get trained for opera. This didn't work out so well with my year of not wanting to be in school, where no one listened to me, and so I screwed over my gpa.
My second undergraduate major was English, my affectionately labeled "candy class," and I've never left it. It's presently what I’m studying for my major even.
Looking back I always sort of view my music as my undergrad thing, because in all honesty, I half chose English and half was just shocked when a register told me it looked like I was an English major because I was only six literature classes from an English BA. What can I say? I really liked books and I liked classes where they let me read and talk and write about books. So it sort of just happened that I became an English major and was really happy with it.
Singing I miss. Singing soprano, having my range, is something that never stops quite burning. It's in there in the very pieces that make up my heart and life and soul. I can not live too long, without becoming irate and quickly distracted, without listening to music. I love to sing and will. In the show, in the grocery store, in the parking lot, in the car, in the house, in other peoples places, with the radio, with the opera singer, with the performer before me, with the everything. It's addictive and longing and so part of me. I want it to take up more time and space in my life than it does now, though it won't until at least after the masters.
I wish I was part of a choir. I wish I was singing in the range i know I have when I'm being challenged regularly. I wish that hadn't come down as a dividing choice in some part of my life, when you decide which thing you're going to study to make something your life/employment. I did make that choice on purpose, even if the English major one not to so much. I didn't want to get up and force music every day of my life, even on the bad days. I didn't want to sit through three or four freshman level class in the private college, that I could snore through, to get that degree.
I needed to be challenged. And after singing for more than two-thirds of my life, getting a music degree wasn't going to challenge me, worry me, or test my merit. And, as much as I'm sad and I long for it, there are no regrets. I continue to stretch and learn and reach in the place I am, with giddy enthusiasm most of the time.
So that's rambly....and maybe it's somehow on topic? Or just it's rambly and it's me. I'm okay with that, too.
4) Favorite season of the year?
I honestly, don't know. Maybe like that stage right where autumn is ending and winter is beginning. When the leaves are still full of color, but wind now has a darker bite to lance cheeks and arms with. But you said season, which is more applicably the four formal norms. So, umm. I really have no clue honestly. I kind of love the outside world in all it's clothes. I really love both the negative twenty and the hundred and ten. And the return of the sun and spring and the coming of cold and dark with autumn. I so fail at this question.
5) Coffee, tea, or hot chocolate?
Tea.
Always and forever and always.
Also, I am with the not drinking of the coffees. Ever. I can not stand the flavor of coffee. I try to take a sip every month or three to test this as being a hypothesis that might change (like olives and green/yellow/red/orange peppers did), but it does not change much. I dislike it to the point really of having not so pretty facial reactions if I kiss someone after they've been drinking it.
It feels like this has been making the rounds everything five to eight months since shortly after I started my journal. Yet I love it. People always ask such interesting questions.
Thus, genarti asked me five, if you want to be asked five questions respond below.
~*~
They canceled The 4400.
I am so annoyed I'm not sure I can form enough words. The last episode was a horrid place to end it. Just soo. Grr. Like Dark Angel and Jeremiah and Joan of Arcadia shouldn't have ended where they did. Please to be not giving me this is where it begins season enders, that just go on to be canceled. The only person who did the end as a beginning, especially a fight one, and did it right was Joss with Angel. Because he planned it that way as a purposeful ending.
This is why I so verily dislike tv and am wary against people telling me to watch new shows.
Also, very unhappy because the guy never came to fix my sink today. Grr.
I sort of have sore stomach, for the days things, but must go.
1) What was your first fandom?
Elfquest.
I can't even say of think that without grinning. I remember being incredibly young and making outfits out of paper, that we colored and taped to Barbie dolls so we could play act parts of the stories. This is like early after school period of something. I do remember this in all vagueness of memory, and the leaning over the pictures, being amazed at the art while at my best friends house. I loved Elfquest, unabashedly. Which probably early on formed my the currents of my opinions of sex, love, nudity, and family, even before CMA events.
I was nicknamed Ember for a section of my childhood, which interacting with the girls in Universal City, while growing up, because of said shared childhood fandom. My best friend, kyllo, and I wrote notes to each other, disguises the names of the people who spoke of based on certain character names (ala the if I was writing as Ember, I'd refer to my mother as Leetah, addendum etc.....and with the not exactly to be looking at the fact we wrote these notes in Germanic ruins, it was so fannish).
My first character I created was an Elfquest person. Her name was Fire-Flame, and my lovely kyllo even drew me a graphic of her, which is slightly tattered but not at all thrown away still.
I still own a whole lot of the things from it. I've almost created a complete hardcover and soft cover collection; both of the old hard covers and my slowly growing new DC hard cover collection. Even when I am piss poor broke, I will buy an Elfquest issue on the day it comes out to see what this woman has added to the world through another twenty-thirty pages.
2) What's your favorite scent?
Amber.
Or Dragonsblood.
Which *wry* may explain why I am in love with certain Bpal scents which combine then. I have many things of both: perfume, lotion, bath things, soap blocks, powers, incense, etc. I love these two best above everything.
3) What was your undergraduate major, and what do you think of it now?
My original undergraduate major was music. I know we talked about this a little bit a few days ago, so it made me smile to see the question. I had been in choir since early elementary, studied as a soprano nearly all the years of my schooling, occasionally in adult choirs with churches (even when I wasn't attending them except to sing for them; quite like a job). I wanted to go learn music and eventually get trained for opera. This didn't work out so well with my year of not wanting to be in school, where no one listened to me, and so I screwed over my gpa.
My second undergraduate major was English, my affectionately labeled "candy class," and I've never left it. It's presently what I’m studying for my major even.
Looking back I always sort of view my music as my undergrad thing, because in all honesty, I half chose English and half was just shocked when a register told me it looked like I was an English major because I was only six literature classes from an English BA. What can I say? I really liked books and I liked classes where they let me read and talk and write about books. So it sort of just happened that I became an English major and was really happy with it.
Singing I miss. Singing soprano, having my range, is something that never stops quite burning. It's in there in the very pieces that make up my heart and life and soul. I can not live too long, without becoming irate and quickly distracted, without listening to music. I love to sing and will. In the show, in the grocery store, in the parking lot, in the car, in the house, in other peoples places, with the radio, with the opera singer, with the performer before me, with the everything. It's addictive and longing and so part of me. I want it to take up more time and space in my life than it does now, though it won't until at least after the masters.
I wish I was part of a choir. I wish I was singing in the range i know I have when I'm being challenged regularly. I wish that hadn't come down as a dividing choice in some part of my life, when you decide which thing you're going to study to make something your life/employment. I did make that choice on purpose, even if the English major one not to so much. I didn't want to get up and force music every day of my life, even on the bad days. I didn't want to sit through three or four freshman level class in the private college, that I could snore through, to get that degree.
I needed to be challenged. And after singing for more than two-thirds of my life, getting a music degree wasn't going to challenge me, worry me, or test my merit. And, as much as I'm sad and I long for it, there are no regrets. I continue to stretch and learn and reach in the place I am, with giddy enthusiasm most of the time.
So that's rambly....and maybe it's somehow on topic? Or just it's rambly and it's me. I'm okay with that, too.
4) Favorite season of the year?
I honestly, don't know. Maybe like that stage right where autumn is ending and winter is beginning. When the leaves are still full of color, but wind now has a darker bite to lance cheeks and arms with. But you said season, which is more applicably the four formal norms. So, umm. I really have no clue honestly. I kind of love the outside world in all it's clothes. I really love both the negative twenty and the hundred and ten. And the return of the sun and spring and the coming of cold and dark with autumn. I so fail at this question.
5) Coffee, tea, or hot chocolate?
Tea.
Always and forever and always.
Also, I am with the not drinking of the coffees. Ever. I can not stand the flavor of coffee. I try to take a sip every month or three to test this as being a hypothesis that might change (like olives and green/yellow/red/orange peppers did), but it does not change much. I dislike it to the point really of having not so pretty facial reactions if I kiss someone after they've been drinking it.
It feels like this has been making the rounds everything five to eight months since shortly after I started my journal. Yet I love it. People always ask such interesting questions.
Thus, genarti asked me five, if you want to be asked five questions respond below.
~*~
They canceled The 4400.
I am so annoyed I'm not sure I can form enough words. The last episode was a horrid place to end it. Just soo. Grr. Like Dark Angel and Jeremiah and Joan of Arcadia shouldn't have ended where they did. Please to be not giving me this is where it begins season enders, that just go on to be canceled. The only person who did the end as a beginning, especially a fight one, and did it right was Joss with Angel. Because he planned it that way as a purposeful ending.
This is why I so verily dislike tv and am wary against people telling me to watch new shows.
Also, very unhappy because the guy never came to fix my sink today. Grr.
I sort of have sore stomach, for the days things, but must go.