February 2012
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Usher - “Climax”
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“The following day, I attended a workshop about preventing gender violence,...”
– Why I Am A Male Feminist (via e-pic)
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The Radio Dept - Heaven’s on Fire
When...
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Once more.
This coming term is my last one in university; my last term in school ever. After almost 19 years in education, I can’t believe I’m about to say I’m done.
But I’ll reminisce later. Because of my credit situation, I can take whatever classes I want next term. I haven’t been able to do that since coming to university, so this is a big deal for me. No more required...
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Figuring out what I want to do with myself after school is proving to be more and more difficult. I thought I wanted to go the traditional route — graduate, snag a writing job at a small, but well-known agency, and work for them for a little bit before moving onto another one. And y’know, that still sounds nice.
But I have this part of me that wants to do something terrifying. I want...
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Amanda Mair - “House”
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A stranger.
On the bus home this afternoon, I expected to busy myself with reading for my international studies course. I didn’t think an insignificant moment would leave me in strenuous thought for the rest of the afternoon. But it has. It struck me enough to want to share that moment with you.
Passengers came and went without notice for most of the ride. I don’t remember these people, so I...
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NYC > LV
I mentioned a few weeks ago that Chris and I would be heading to Vegas for spring break with my family, but in an effort to save money for future trips, we decided to cancel those plans. Plus, neither of us have an real urge to go to Vegas. We don’t like to gamble and I doubt we’d be wandering the strip getting wasted. Instead we’ll be sticking around Portland doing our normal...
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The future.
As my days pass more quickly, the more I’ve come to realize just how soon the future will be here. I hope you understand what I mean when I say the future. Yes, the future is now. And now. And now. But I mean my near future. The one after I finish school and get on with my “real life.”
There have been hints just to as what that life may be, but I think it truly dawned on me...