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Obligatory About Me Post

I am a teenage girl who keeps this LJ as a pseudo personal journal/fandom outlet. Mostly, because I type faster than I write so it's less tiring when I fashion MEGA posts of DOOM (aka. epic ramblings) rather than spend hours writing it in a book that could easily get lost in a fire or something equally devastating. Don't worry though, those don't come around too often (the large posts or the fires). A lot of the little posts are a couple lines of fandom. No one in my school appreciates the same things as I, and that resulting feeling of isolation is what the internet can mend.
Amphitritie has been my web moniker since I was thirteen and I use to n00b out on RP forums. We have no secrets here.

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Big Applesauce

For surreallifehero. Here are my suggestions, mostly in Manhattan. I don't know much about cheap and/or hip things going on or whatever, but I hope this is helpful. I'm also sorry I don't know much about cool, unique places, but I'm still a tourist there, if a very frequent one. Feel free to pick and choose what's the most interesting to you. And I would be free to/love to go/see any of these with you, so let me know. ;) Good luck! And, since I realized from this, I actually don't know much about New York/I forget everything really quickly, this website will be your best friend:

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100 Books in 365 Days Challenge

Because I CAN DO THIS! (One every 3.65 days, can any regularly scheduled person [work,school] actually accomplish this?) Also, it's good motivation for actually getting any reading done.

Thanks dianora77   for the link and idea!

Oh dear, I've just estimated a calculation on how much it'll cost to buy all these books.

22 / 100
1. October 18th - Trainspotting, Irvine Welsh, 349 pgs
2. October 22nd - Lord of the Flies, William Golding, 207 pgs
3. October 24th - The Man in the High Castle, Phillip K Dick, 259 pgs
4. November 17th - Portnoy's Complaint, Phillip Roth,  ?pgs
5. November 22nd - Night, Elie Weisel, ? pgs
6. November 26th - Slaughterhouse Five, Kurt Vonnegut, ?  pgs
7. December 16th - Pika-Don, Stanford Graphic Novel Project
8. December 20th - Full Dark House, 356 pgs
9. December 29th - These Mean Streets, 337 pgs
10. January 3rd - The Tenth Man, Graham Greene, pgs
11. January 23rd - The Laramie Project, Tectonic Theatre Project, ? pgs
12. February 20th - Cats Cradle, Kurt Vonnegut, 191 pgs
13. February 28th - Animal Farm, George Orwell, ? pgs
14. April 16th - 1984, George Orwell, ? pgs
15. April 24th - American Pastoral, Phillip Roth, ? pgs
16. May 18th - The Brief, Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao
17. May 19th - A Zombie's History of the United States
18. May 20th - A Separate Peace, John Knowles
19. May 24th - Lolita, Vladimir Nabokov
20. May 26th - Flatlands, Edwin Abott Abott
21. May 30th - Good Omens - Terry Pratchett, Neil Gaiman
22. May 31st - Super Sad True Love Story, Gary Shytegnart
(I've lost track of dates)
23. A Confederacy of Dunces
24. The Jungle
25. The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks
26. Black Butler, Volume 2
27. Hetalia, Volume 2
28. Ouran High School Host Club, Volume 10
My Dear Friend: Collected Letters of John Adams
Invitation to a Beheading, Vladimir Nabokov
Reading Lolita in Tehran
The Poisoner's Handbook, Deborah Blum
A Prayer of Owen Meany, John Iriving
The Human Factor, Graham Greene
Animal Dreams, Barbara Kingsolver

Writer's Block: 9/11

Where were you?

I was in elementary school at the time which was in Washington DC, so the Pentagon was considered more important that 9/11. School was cancelled, so my parents took us to stay at our grandparents' while they helped with clean up work. Not necessarily literal; they work for the UN so a lot of personal friends and colleagues were killed. And that was when everyone in my family decided to all simultaneously get pneumonia.

I know this wasn't really the expected type of answer to the question, but I really don't remember that much; I was so young. Memory is so fault anyway, probably most of the answer to this question are full of fabrications. No matter how vivid the memory seems. In fact, the more vivid, the more likley it's been modified by the brain. Sad, no?

People Are Dumb or I Can't Wait to Get Out of High School

The scene: AP English.
The topic: discussion of the Vietnam war.

Teacher: To some the peace sign was not a symbol of those who opposed the war for moral reasons, but instead it was the foot print of the American chicken, the cowards who could not bring themselves to show enough patriotism to fight for their country, right or wrong. Do you get it, see, because it kinda looks like a chicken print?

*girl raises hand*

Girl: They didn't have any chickens in Vietnam?

Teacher: . . . what?

Girl: Did the American troops have to bring over all the chickens they ate or, like, to breed for people in Vietnam to eat.

Teacher: Huh?


Teacher: I don't think I understand what you're asking in relevance to the topic.\

Trufax, this happened. *facepalm*
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I Live in New York, Other Than This It's Awesome

I HAVE POWER!!!!! But i'll be probably be invisible for the next week, the same as last month. My jobs (I worked in a professional development course for Biology teachers and as a counseler at a camp for blind children) kept me busy full time. I'll make a post about those later. So I have a lot of make up work to do. Plus, my mother decided this week was spring cleaning/fall wadrobe building/library assessing week. So much work before school starts . . . thankfully, the place has flooded so I may have some delay. I hope whoever had the smart idea to build the local school on a pond/swamp was fired.
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I (finally) saw Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part II.

And it was epic and awesome. I do not mean this in the diluted sense the internet has bred, but in the older sense of veneration for something.

I cried when Fred died.
I cried when Lupin's ghost comforted Harry.
I cried pretty much every time a member of the Hogwarts faculty appeared. The kids are good, but those adults are seriously the cream of the crop of English actors. Such an amazingly, talented cast.
I cried during the montage of Snape's memories. Not so much the Lily/Snape parts, but the moments showing him alone or with Dumbledore and Rickman's face. Oh my god.
I cried during the beginning of the battle of Hogwarts. The beauty was ineffable, but not just the masterful usage of CGI (I feel dirty thinking about it in such terms, because it detracts from the magic, if you'll excuse the pun), but the culmination of a major part of my childhood. All these characters I knew as friends, all these people a legitimately cared about despite their fictional existence . . . Do you get my gist, because I'm shit at explaining emotions.

And as lilibel  's icon so often reminds me. Neville is so fucking hardcore.

Excuse me now, while I go read all your reaction posts f-list.

Why So Fandom-Savvy?

On the back of a certain book (which you are all free to guess) is the usual rating and warning. However, this warning has a little something . . . unusual. See if you can find it.

Rated 16+ due to:
- Non-sexual, nondescript nudity
- Mild violence
- Moderate language
- Fanservice
- Alcohol use

IT'S THE FOURTH ONE. That this enters small print, is HILARIOUS to me.

Tomorrow I'll tell you all about my SRS WRK as a biology teacher, but I'm tired.

All This Reading Is Affecting Her Brain

I have come to an odd realization.
I've been reading/watching Hetalia and noticed that my favourite characters share similar personalities/emotional backstories with/as my best friends. Which is interesting, I never thought I was attracted to a certain type of personality.

So, I'm asking you f-list: do your favourite characters resemble your friends? Why or why not? If so how? What types of personalities do you find yourself drawn to and why do you think this happens?

On another note, I walked three miles to reach the Union Square Barnes and Noble today (where apparently by second cousin once removed works, but I forgot to ask for him). My feet hurt like crazy (bad shoes), but it was so totally worth it. This store is five stories tall, filled to the brim with books, but the best part is the people. There are people everywhere. People sitting in between shelves, people lying on the floor, people perched in heaps upon the windowsills, at least one person browsing in every aisle (I had to spell check that, not gonna lie, it's a weird word). I've never seen so many people dedicated to reading in one place and my heart fluttered. And I came out with . . .

My Dearest Friend: Collected Letters of John and Abigail Adams
England England, Julian Barnes
Invitation to a Beheading, Vladimir Nabokov
Hetalia: Axis Powers Volume II
Black Butler Volume II

I would have bought more, but Dad poached limits. Which actually doesn't make sense, because poached doesn't mean what I meant it to in that context, but it sounds like it should to me. I'm weird. He implemented limits.

Here it is, you moment of zen.
Me: Tomatoes are probably the best food ever. Nothing is more tasty on a summer's day than eating a dish that involved chilled tomato. (after eating 16 ounces of pico de gallo)