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There have been more than enough blog entries published on the subject of politics today, but I feel like I should add to the cacophony. I voted for McCain, and I say that proudly. That being said, I'm sure it would be safe to assume that I'm not too happy about the election results. Now, had McCain won, I wouldn't have been too jubilant, either, but I view him as the lesser of the two evils. Part of me didn't want to vote this year. In fact, I contemplated not showing up to the polls. But after some serious thinking, I decided to go if only for the sole fact that I would have no right to complain -- or have any political discussions, even -- were I not to vote. The truth is, I knew Obama was going to win. After 8 years of a Republican-run government, I guess it's only fair to let the Democrats have their day as well. Plus, there was the novelty of having an African American president which, I will admit, is very exciting for our country. Too bad I don't agre

Apparently, a Mass Wedding Memo Was Sent to All but Me...

I don't get it. I'm 21. I shouldn't be worried about marriage, should I? I shouldn't feel the pressure to get engaged ASAP. So why am I feeling it? I'll tell you why. EVERYONE THAT I KNOW FROM HIGH SCHOOL AND COLLEGE IS EITHER ENGAGED OR MARRIED! How did this happen? It was all at once, too. A wedding here, an engagement there (soon to be followed by another wedding, of course)... It's just crazy. As I said in the title of this blog, I feel like every single person in my life was sent a memo saying the following: This year is the year for marriage! Men, propose to your women now! Women, if your men are shy, surprise him with a dash of gumption and pop the question yourself!! :-D If you don't have a significant other, then go out and find one! (P.S. Don't let Stefanie know. It would be rather humorous to see how she reacts to a sudden onslaught of engagements.) Heck, even as I write this, The Wedding Date is playing on TBS. The world has gone mad wit


It's 4:28am, and I'm not sleeping. Not normal. Blargh. Albeit, I'm sitting here with my lovely p.o.s. computer watching an episode of Fresh Prince of Bel Aire on my p.o.s. tv. :) As you can see, p.o.s.'s are a staple in my life. But I'm ok with it. As long as they work, I'm good to go. I've decided that this is the outlook I need as a college student. I grew up pretty much getting everything I ever needed / wanted. Now, don't get me wrong here. My parents definitely set the line of what I could and couldn't have, but I never wanted for anything growing up. Thanks, parental units. You're pretty chill peeps. I learned in coming to college, however, that such a lifestyle is not only plausible, but it's also ridiculous. Having a $600 camera stolen from me proved that fact REALLY quick. So I keep the cheapest crap I can possibly find. I've been really busy. I know, I say this every time there's a big chunk of time between posts. That'


I've already talked about my schedule this summer and fall, but I guess now I should go over the career changes going on in my life. Don't be too alarmed, opera is still the ultimate goal for me. To pay the bills, though, I have to do something... First off is the movie theater : Regal Entertainment Group Green Hills 16. I've been working there since early January, and it's a pretty easy job. Granted, it's corporate, so I'm not too fond of that aspect, but in comparison to other corporate jobs I've had (cough cough Borders cough cough) it's a breeze. The managers are really easy to get along with, and they're understanding. None of them really have sticks stuck up their butt, so that's a plus as well. Anyways, though... I've done well there. I mean, I was awarded their Star Performer of the Month (aka Employee of the Month) my first full month there (February), so... yeah. That, of course, also had to deal with the fact that the people I wor

Currently? Well, I'm channelling Monk, actually...

I've been cleaning like a MANIAC for the last few hours. Seriously, my hands are all dry, now, which is unfortunate. But my bathroom is clean!!! Not only that, but the majority of my laundry is done! Brilliant. I guess I should explain. But I'll have to start a little while back. I'm not sure I've mentioned it before, but this past semester was barely a step above hell. I was pulling 17 hours and working 2 jobs. All in all, my week was upwards of 60 hours. Needless to say, near the end of the semester I was definitely worn out. I'm amazed I passed any of my classes. Whew. Anyways, though, I've been busy. And as such, I've been completely unable to do any sort of cleaning at all. And my sister sure as hell won't clean. It's just not in her nature to clean (Jenn, I love you, but it's the truth.). So you can imagine how bad a living situation can get as far as cleanliness goes in 5 months. Plus, the house is all hardwood floors, and, with the frequ

Everybody's Free (To Wear Sunscreen)

I recently came upon this song again (I hadn't heard it in years.), and it really struck a chord with me. I very much suggest watching it. And if you don't want to watch it, then here are the lyrics. ________________________________ Ladies and Gentlemen of the class of ’99, wear sunscreen. If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it. The long term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own meandering experience…I will dispense this advice now. Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth; oh nevermind; you will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they have faded. But trust me, in 20 years you’ll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can’t grasp now how much possibility lay bef

When all else fails......... procrastinate.

I should be studying for a test right now... But I'm not, as you can clearly see. You see, it's a music history test, and I'm simply not in the mood to study. But I should. I really should. Yet, here I remain, typing this meaningless little blog in hopes of distracting my mind from the inevitable failure that is to come. Oi. I also have some homework to do for my theory class. I should do that, too. Ok... I've got to go... Like... now. 1, 2, 3, GO! ~Stef

Welcome Back, Mr. Kotter

I've been in a funk since May of 2005. Yeah. Nearly 3 years. It's crazy to think that I'm nearly 3 years out of high school... Anyways, though. Yes, a funk... And it sucked (Notice that I used the past tense!). But I believe myself to be coming out of it, ever so slowly. :) I don't know what it was, but there was something going on where I didn't know what I was doing with my life, I felt like everything I touched turned to cancer (Very few people will get that reference, but... Whatever. Jerry Springer the Opera, anyone???), and all I wanted to do was sleep my life away. I reiterate: it sucked. Lately, though, I've been treating myself a little better. I'm trying to make a conscientious effort to be more positive. None of this berating myself simply because I dropped a book. No looking in the mirror and thinking, 'Man, I was such a cute kid. What the hell happened??' It's surprising how powerful an effect on your overall mental state negativ

Slowly Backing Away... Hands Raised in Surrender

It's been a while... again. It's at this point that I'd probably add in some sort of explanation (i.e. I'm soo busy, etc.), but there really isn't one. All I can say is that for the past several months I have been dealing with some pretty severe emotional flak, and I'm having a hard time wading through it. I'm tired. Exhausted, actually, and no amount of sleep refreshes me. My feelings are very bruised. I'm lonely. It would seem that all of the effort I've put into my relationships has been for naught. My friendship has been deemed worthless which, in turn, has made me feel worthless. Currently, the only people I feel I can truly count on are my parents. To be completely honest, I'm totally floored. I didn't see this coming. But strangely, looking back, I'm kind of surprised that I didn't see it. It's been happening for a long time, yet here I am, stunned. How did I let it get this far? How did I not see it as it was happenin

I'm So Excited, and I Just Can't Hide It!!!

We got our scenes in Opera Theater today, and I'm not going to lie. As a Freshman, I wasn't expecting much. I was thinking maybe a few lines or so... First, I should explain the whole opera theater thing. I'm in a class 3 times a week that's basically a performance class, and at the end of the semester, we perform a random grouping of scenes, kind of like an opera review... Sort of. Not really, but that'll give you good enough of an idea. Either way, there will be a performance. It turns out that I'm actually doing a duet (sort of) scene with another guy from the opera "La Boheme." Not only that, but it's Mimi's famous death scene. It's going to be GREAT.

Why do Polish names end in "ski?"

Answer: Because they can't spell toboggan. For the past few months, I've been coming across joke after joke after joke demeaning the Polish culture and its people. Now, being Polish myself I'm actually not offended by these jokes. But what I'm intrigued by is the origin of the world's apparent dislike of the Polish. So I set out to get some answers, and what I found was actually rather interesting. It all started in World War II. Poland is, by God's choosing, relatively devoid of natural geographic barriers which in turn makes the country hard to defend. Located between Russia and Germany, it is placed right in the middle of the easiest invasion route between western Europe and the East, and, caught between those two powers, it is easily (and often) conquered. For example, when Hitler decided to make his first official move in the war, he invaded Poland and took control of it. Ever since then, Poland has been viewed as weak, a push-over. Along that same line