"Wave of Sorrow" by U2, a bonus track from the second disc of the remastered Joshua Tree album released in 2007. It's been played 229 times, but according to iTunes, I haven't listened to it since the beginning of June. Still an amazing song, though, so I'm not surprised that it's got the highest play count. Here's the song in full if you want to give it a listen. Matter of fact, that's what I'm going to do right now.

Or not. I've never had a sunburn this bad before. I've got blisters on my shoulders, for Christ's sake. Thank God none of them have burst (yet), but still: BLISTERS. ON MY SHOULDERS.

Funny thing is, I put on sunscreen every day last week. And I don't mean like a little dab here and there – I mean, like, the bottle that was full on Sunday night was half-empty by Friday morning. So either the stuff I used was expired (which is very likely, considering that there was dust on the bottle when I took it out the cabinet); I sweated off all of the sunscreen I put on by midday (also very likely, considering how GODDAMN HUMID it was last week compared to the rest of the summer); or something else happened to make the sunscreen ineffective (like that GIANT HOLE IN THE OZONE LAYER).

At any rate, it didn't work and now I'm in even more pain than I usually am after band camp. At least this year was my last and I'll never have to do it again. A bittersweet realization, yes, but I'm a little too cranky right now to care about the emotional complexity of the situation. Instead, I'm going to go slather a bottle of aloe on my shoulders and lie on the floor of my air-conditioned room to play my newly-restarted Silver Version. Don't you just love the dog days of summer?

Hey, guys. Long time no see (well, not literally, but you know what I mean). I've been... busy, for a lack of a better word. Went to a regional writer's conference a little while back, met some cool people, got a Facebook to keep in touch with them -- nothing too major. Gonna be a bonafide high school senior in a couple of months, so that's... well, it's something to somebody, I'm sure. I could give a crap, but that tends to be my standard response to most things these days (except for Frasier, of course. Been on a kick with that for, what? Probably close to three months now. Forgot how funny that show was).

Beyond that, though, it's pretty much been SOS-DD. You know: same old shit, different day. So... yeah. Enough about me. What's been going on with the collective you that is my friends' list?

Back from the writer's conference. One word: AWESOME.



Eh, depends on the situation. Most of the time I'm perfectly fine with being ignored, but if I'm feeling especially exhibitionistic (usually if there's someone I idolize or admire in the room), I'll go way out of my way to draw attention to myself. Does it work? Usually not, but at least I don't make an ass of myself like some other people I know.

Hey, haven't been around much. Hope you're all doing well. I've been... well, doing a lot of stuff lately: band trips, college searching, AP crap, catching up with old friends, job shadowing, therapy, and to top all that off, a regional writer's conference in two weeks. Fun fun fun.

So, in short: busy, not dead. Not yet, anyway.

EDIT: Also, as if xkcd couldn't get any better...

IT'S HEEEEERE! AND I HAVE IT! AND IT'S GOOD!

Yeah, I'm done. Carry on. >.>;

I miss the '90s.

Groundhog Day. =P

Hey, look, I actually managed to sit my ass down and write a 'fic. It's not greatest story I've written by far, but I still can't help feeling accomplished that I actually managed to get something written.

Anyway, off to bed. Midterms start tomorrow morning bright and early at half-past seven, and I'd rather not try to fill out fake tax forms on my Economics Final with a heavily sleep-deprived mind. G'night, everyone.

No homework, too lazy to write or review... what else is there to do? An outdated meme on LiveJournal, of course!

( MY CHILDHOOD! )

Man, I've been doing a lot of these things lately.

Anyway, I haven't made any New Year's resolutions yet, and to be honest, I don't think I'm going to be bother making any. It's inevitable that I'm going to make lofty goals for myself throughout the year that I'll never end up achieving; why should I spoil the first day of the new year doing the same thing?

Besides, if I'm expecting nothing special, I can actually feel good about myself when I do end up doing something. Take, for instance, my attempt to finish a one-shot before the end of 2008. I didn't even come close to doing what I had promised myself I was going to do, and now, even if I finish the story later on (which I will undoubtedly do, because it's an awesome idea and I spent a hell of a lot of my time doing frickin' research for it), the attempt is just going to be tainted by what could have been, not what is. You get me?

At any rate, Happy New Year's (again) to y'all. And what better way to ring in the new year than with some classics from years past?

Heh, you got pwned.

Not before I sold all my other stuff first. Another man's garbage is another person's treasure, and I think I need my organs more than I need my iPod (although what a loss that would be).

In other news, here's to a good New Year for all the homies on my F-List. All Ebonics aside, I'm off to go and try write something before 2008 closes out. My annual average is three stories, and I haven't even written one yet this year... so, to make up for it, I'm going to cram in a mega-writing thing at the last minute to try and crank out one fic before the year is done. For some reason, it seems eerily familiar.

Also, dodgy Pokémonz. GO. NOW.

Here's to a Merry Chriskuhza and New Year's for all you religious weirdos, and here's to a Happy Festivus for the rest of us.

Nah, just kidding. Have a good holiday, everyone.

... No.

More information here.

I've been thinking about what to write here all day to commemorate all the people who have been murdered for being transgender or transsexual, but I honestly don't know what to say. I went to school today with lists with the names of the dead pinned to my body, and while that did manage to start some pretty deep discussions about the subject, I'm not sure how really effective my method was overall. I'm just hoping that I managed to get the message across to at least a few people and that they'll help spread it to their friends and family. The more people that understand our situation, the less chance there'll be that these awful things happen to us. We can't bring the dead back to life, but we can at least try to do them justice by attempting to eliminate the possibility of any more atrocious hate crimes.

Don't Ask, Don't Tell.

Why? None of your damn business.

On PFU: Hey, I'm unemployed. Not that I've been doing much work recently in these past few months, but still, it was fun while it lasted.

On School: So far, this year hasn't totally sucked. In fact, it's been (dare I say it?) really good so far. And, for the first time... well, ever... I've got my homework done before Sunday night, so now I can waste more tiem on the internetz. =D

On Writing (for English): My teacher's been giving us creative writing assignments about our childhood for the past week, and this week's assignment is to write about a time that we were bad as a kid. I'm thinking about writing about the time I was inspired by this Tiny Toons episode to flush a whole roll of toilet paper down the toilet, but since I'm not entirely sure how to start my story, I'm just going to wait until I get something (or until the last minute before the assignment is due... y'know, whichever comes first).

On Psychology: Jax, you should really consider a minor in psychology. Now that PFU's been shut down, everyone (including me) has flocked to Firefly. Whether or not this turns out to be a blessing or a curse is another matter, but at least the board's got a fighting chance again.

On Awesome: ( Look behind the cut. )

Please excuse the crappy photo quality. The film the store sold my sister had expired two years ago, so all the photos on that roll came out a bit grainy.

Anyway, that was definitely the most awesome moment of my life. 'Nuff said. =D

First day back at school was awesome, but it usually is. I'm hoping this year will be better than last year, and so far, the prospects look very good. Of course, that was what I thought last year, too, but... well, even if this year doesn't turn out so great, I'm pretty sure it can't top last year in suckability. (Suckability? I think my new history teacher is starting to rub off on me.)

And, speaking of history, have some kick-ass historical slash. I stumbled on completely by chance, and although I usually avoid this stuff like the plague, once I started reading it I realized that it was actually... well, good. I'm still completely ashamed of myself for reading a slash story involving my hero, but damn, man, it was one of the best stories I've ever read.