May I just say Watari narrating the beginning of this episode is a little…eh, IDK my BFF contrived?

THAT’S RIGHT BITCHES I’M BACK.

In which Hijiri is a dope, Hisoka couldn't be gayer if he tried, there a bunch of movie references, and OMG IT'S STING!

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first name?
Caitlyn. I was named after the sherrif on a TV show whose title I don't remember. It's also something like the 37th most popular name of 1989, so I always knew at least one other girl with my same name in my grade. I shared my name with three other girls in 8th grad.

age?
20

location?
New Jersey

occupation?
Student. Fic writer.

partner?
Nope.

kids?
WHERE GIMME GIMME. Right now the closest thing to a child of mine is my widdle baby niece and she is GROWING UP TOO FAST WAH T_T

brothers/sisters?
Laura is my oldest sister at 31. Stephanie is 27 and is like my best friend ^.^ Then there is my sister-in-law Bel and her sister Mary.

pets?
One spoiled lovebug pooch named Madison, Maddie for short. Two cats, Emo!Kitty Lizzie and HearsVoices!Kitty Maxie. Two VERY loud birds, Alex and Emma. I think we still have fish...?

list the 3-5 biggest things going on in your life?
Writing ATWT fic. Making sure I pass Hebrew. Writing my paper for Venetian Art which I am seriously procrastinating with *whistles*. Preparing my theatre troupe's next show.

parents?
Two wonderful human beings named Tom and Ann :)

who are some of your closest friends?
Ho crap. This is a hard question because I'm isolated from so many of them. I definitely talk to Stephanie the most often.


So I just realized that if I get cracking, I can finish last year's Gift!Fic in time for this Christmas. *desk* I suck.

Now that I know what exactly I'm majoring/minoring in (Art History/Religion), I filled out my schedule accordingly. I am signed up for...*drumroll*

Japanese Painting
Impressionism
High Renaissance in Italy
Religions of the Western World
Carribbean Religions

^.^

MIDTERMS:

Sanskrit - C+
Biblical Hebrew - B
Japanese - B
Venice - B-
Islamic Art and Architecture - C+

They said this is what happens to transfer students; A's go to B's and B's to C's. Here's how I would calculate my grades thus far...

Sanskrit - B- or B. He grades mostly on attendance, and I've never missed a class. Most of my quizzes are in the B/C range, as well.

Biblical Hebrew - Somewhere between B- and C-. He's flat-out told me he knows I'm struggling, and I seem to be getting by with just average work. I go to the extra study sessions, though, so he knows I'm trying and might be merciful.

Japanese - Probably a pretty solid B, but I need to be careful. She's kind of a hardass on the homework and quizzes, even though she gives five billion of them so they can even out real quick.

Venice - B+, I think. We've only had one major grade, the midterm. And I'm very attentive and participate a lot. I might get an A if I do well on the paper and the final.

Islamic Art - B. The only two grades I've gotten are an A (quiz) and a C+ (midterm), and I've only missed one class

So the art museum is throwing a Masquerade ball and I am going to it, duh. Hopefully the mask aspect will be less creepy since everyone else will have their face covered, too.

Tomorrow if I'm not too sick--I'm getting sick and it SUCKS wah--I'm taking the train to New York, and me and Foosh are gonna watch "Were The World Mine". Can't seem to get away from the gay-themed movies...we watched "Latter Days" in BiGLARU last Thursday. I did enjoy it, even the sexytiems parts (except there was a fascination with full rear nudity, which doesn't exactly float my boat and was more awkward than sexy, but whatevs), though I think the first half of the movie is really really rushed. Rumela put it best: "It was kinda 'Oh, by the way, I'm in love with you' after five minutes." The second half of the movie was very well done and flangsty, though. If anyone else has seen the movie I'd be happy to discuss it <3

What else, what else...uh...anyone got any good books about Giorgione? I have to write a paper about how his painting "Laura" is a paradigm of Renaissance Venice's contradictory attitudes towards women. Venetian courtesan culture...<3

Hebrew continues to kick my ass. What really bothers me is that this last quiz I took, I studied for. I even had a system in my head of recognizing words. And then as soon as I get the quiz I totally fricking blanked. You can't tell that I studied, and that really, really upsets me. There's also the fact that he rushes the quizzes and I don't have time to think about them...everyone else in the class is either Jewish or are freaking geniuses, so they're all done within like ten minutes, while I'm the dunce working through her third sentence after she skipped four of them to come back later. I'm pretty sure I'm floating at a C average in that class. How the hell is Sanskrit easier than Hebrew, can anyone tell me?

Uh...nothing new on the fandom front since none of you are into As The World Turns. I am going to schedule myself to finish CaBW and start RewriteCanon, not to mention finish the sporks...

Halloween pics should hopefully be on my computer soon I'll post them asap.

Guess that's all for now~ I notice that most of us aren't posting prolifically lately; I know it's school for me; how are the rest of you guys doing?

Thia year I'm going as the color blue. Right now I'm wearing a blue dress, blue shawl, blue-ish flippy-floppies, blue fishnet gloves, blue earring and necklace, a blue stick-on tatto, blue nailpolish, blue lipstick, blue hairspray, and blue panties...the only thing not blue on me is my bra (which is black). I was also wearing my blue mask, which I took off while I was eating and because it needed to be readjusted.

Had a philosphical moment as I was walking down the street to the student center. I'm in my full get-up, right? Including the mask. People pass me by, and I'm watching their reaction. The people who bother to look either gigglensort, look away, and rarely make a comment (they're flattering, no worries). And I had a moment when I realized that none of them would ever recognize me again. My one friend in my Venetian Art class, who takes the bus with me in the morning, didn't even know it was me when I came down to the bus stop. I fully realized how "safe" it is to be behind a mask, with all the metaphorical implications you're thinking off.

Is it good that this prospect freaked me out? I've tried hard to rid myself of my masks, and the prospect of someone not knowing me because of a mask gave me that ball-of-nerves feeling in my intestines. Is there such thing as "scary safety"?

Anyway. There's your thought for the day. Happy Halloween, everyone!

Be back later w/ details *studying for two midterms*

My parents, Foosh, my Uncle Joe and cousin Jake, and me went to the Pennsylvania Ren Faire yesterday :) In short, it was awesome. Fire-eating acrobats? Win. Joust and archery show? Win. Riding an elephant for the second time in my life? Win. Getting this gorgeous blue mask and a seahorse ring and a wooden rose and this little pink fuzzy dragon who can nod and shake her head that I took with me to classes today? Win. Apple strudle? WIN.

Also, did I mention on here that I've been having a lot of nightmares recently? Usually involving Nazis or some other sinister type of people? I didn't have one last night or the night before.

*Sigh* Now to settle into midterms :\

Anyone who gets the reference wins a Broadway.

Sorry I've been away, folks. But really, there's nothing much to blog about. I go to class, chorus, and BIGLARU. In my spare time I plan my As The World Turns epic fanfic. I started a study group for Japanese on Monday nights; I've only had one meeting thus far but it was fun.

I've been having a lot of nightmares recently and I don't know if it's just because I'm under stress because Sanskrit has been kicking my ass or what (though I fail to see what Nazis murdering original characters in The Sound of Music has to do with Sanskrit). Also, this morning I woke up at like 4 AM unbearably thirsty. And I'm starting to get sick; the back of my throat hurts. Brushing the back of my tongue helped, though, so I'll keeping doing that.

I'm also in the process of converting my mood theme from the standard to one composed of my icons. So I should have a fun new mood theme once it all happens. It just takes forever to upload them all.

This weekend looks like it'll be fun, though ^.^ My Venetian Art class is going to the Metropolitan tomorrow, and then on Sunday I'm going to a Ren Faire with my folks. If I get batteries I'll take pictures <3

If anyone else is observing, I wish you a Most Meaningful Yom Kippur.

To that end, I added to the YK Playlist from last year.

"Staring At The Sun" - U2
"Wave of Sorrow" - U2
"We Beseech Thee" - Godspell soundtrack
"What If" - SafetySuit

Yeah, I'm in the W's on my mp3 player.

So last night Steph and I went to a U2 concert <3<3<3<3\o/\o/\o/\o/

Sadly, it wasn't as good as the Vertigo tour we went to in '04 T-T For one thing, it felt so short! They were only on for two and a half hours. And poor Bono forgot his lyrics like three times. :( *hugs him* Well, the man's pushing fifty, has well over 150 songs in his repertoire and is still running around the stage singing his heart out--not to mention all the stuff he does worldwide--so we can forgive him. Poor guy looked flustered :( But seriously? It's okay, because The Edge, Larry, and Adam more than make up for him with their EFFING AMAZING MUSIC angianbgibiogbignbroingsr *flails*

I wish also that they'd played a lot more of their old stuff, and not just the staples that even the "Fucking Fake U2 Fans", as Steph calls them, knows. Mainly I'm just sad that they didn't play "40". But they did break out a lot of their lesser-known songs, like "MLK" and "Ultraviolet" (which, by the way, is on the YnM jukebox), "The Unforgettable Fire"...I'll do a complete list later.

But what REALLY dragged the concert down was our section. As I say in the title, WHO SITS DOWN AT A U2 CONCERT???!!! You could've cut the apathy with a butcher knife in our section, seriously! You sit at a musical. You sit at a Celtic Woman concert. YOU DO NOT FUCKING SIT DOWN AT A U2 CONCERT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Way to be Debbie Downers, Mezzanine seats!

Steph and I of course stood for the entire show <3 And danced, and sang with every single song. And we both started to cry when they played "Where The Streets Have No Name". That's song's been described as feeling like "God walks through the room" and you know? It's so fucking true.

Like last time they used the stage to talk about world issues. They dedicated "MLK" and "Walk On" to Aung Sang Soo Kyi (I hope I spelled her name right; I haven't see in it print for awhile) and "Sunday, Bloody Sunday" for Iran. And of course "One" for the ONE Campaign. They broadcasted a speech by I think Nelson Mandela, and had Amnesty International volunteers out on stage.

Short of the long: they rock. The stupid people in our section can tell me what my ass tastes like.

The playlist (not in order of appearance):

The End of the World
With or Without You
I Still Haven't Found What I'm Looking For
Sunday, Bloody Sunday
Where The Streets Have No Name
The Unforgettable Fire
Beautiful Day
Vertigo
City of Blinding Lights
Stay (Faraway, So Close)
No Line on the Horizon
Magnificent
Moment of Surrender
Unknown Caller
I'll Go Crazy If I Don't Go Crazy Tonight (some remix version...I didn't like it as much as the album version)
Get On Your Boots
Breathe
Walk On
Ultraviolet
One
Elevation
MLK
Mysterious Ways

And they covered "Stand By Me".

Happy Birthday to myself and distorted_r!

Me, Steph, and Lisa just got home from "auditions". I put the word in quotes because by the time we were ready, they had run way overtime and didn't have time to run the scenes; instead we had like a one-minute intervew with the casting directors.

Q: What brings you here today?
A: [Insert 30-second really quick history of how Honey started watching earlier this year with Luke and Noah and decided to watch the show proper and got involved in the online fandom and found out about the auditions via Facebook and even though she's in theatre decided to do TV and IMed her sister saying "G. G OMG. AUDITIONS."]

Q: So who's your favorite character? Is it Luke and Noah?
A: They're my favorite COUPLE, but my actual favorite character right now is Janet. [Insert discussion of how everyone online is a big MEENIE to Janet even though she is Awesome Soup sprinkled with Awesome and a side order of Awesome. Awesome.]

Then she said it was nice to meet me and that they'd know in about a week. My little pipe dream is that they'll call on my birthday. <3 Here's hoping!

60% has been upped to 100%, so Steph is going to drive me and Lisa to ATWT auditions on Tuesday! I'll be ditching my two Art History classes, so I have to e-mail the teachers to let them know what's going on, and just hope it won't cause a problem. I've been thinking about if I actually make it, if the filming will interfere with school, but I figure I'll cross that bridge if/when I come to it. Right now I'm just excited at the prospect of (probably) meeting an Emmy-winning casting director, and maybe just maybe working with Michael Park.

Evidence of his awesome:

Scene, circa 2002/2003


Bloopers, 2006

There's a 60% chance I'm go to audition for As The World Turns on Tuesday!!!!!!!!

^.^

I just wanted to say a collective "thank you" to everyone who commented on my last post. It means a lot to me. A whole, whole lot.

I'd like to thank Obnoxious Girl In The Quad for reminding me that some people never matured past middle school.

Ok. My meal plan allows me one meal a day, so I go to the cafeteria to take food to bing back to my dorm. Because I wasn't going anywhere else today, except the lounge to watch ATWT, I didn't bother getting all dressed up. So here's what I'm wearing: pink flip-flops, a pair of capri pants, a slightly oversized black shirt with a sparkly rose on it (it's from when I saw Beauty and the Beast on Broadway), my headband with multi-color hearts, and my hair clipped against my head. In other words, I don't look like a beauty model, but I didn't just roll out of bed, either.

So I step outside my building and stop on the steps to make sure I've got my ID card with me, and this girl fifty feet away from me yells, "Man, girl, you going out in that?"

I walked away without responding, but the whole five-minute walk I was thinking how obnoxious and bitchy that was. And then I get to the cafeteria, which is absolutely crawling with students, and suddenly I felt intensely awkward and self-conscious and alone. It was the first time I'd been there without my family and I think it fully hit me that I DON'T KNOW ANYONE. I drifted around the buffet area like a moron, stuffing food in my purse because I didn't know takeout doesn't start until tomorrow (something else to make me feel like an idiot), and then got the hell out of there.

Then, get this, I'm almost back in my building, and these two girls sitting at a bench whip around at the same time to look at me. I know it's because flip-flops are loud and it sounded like someone was approaching them, but get this...I actually panicked for a second.

This fucking blows. It's like I can't get over the paranoia I had in middle school. I don't talk about that time of my life much, and for a good reason: it was HELL. Take my relationship with Liz, triple the emotional abuse, and stretch it out over two years instead of eleven months, and that was middle school for me. And that obnoxious bitch in the quad, the awkward wandering in the cafeteria, and the two girls totally just reminded me that I have never gotten over it, and how pathetic I am to not have let it go by now.

I feel like a total fucking loser. I want my Nicole.

To top it all off, I accidentally broke my fast by eating a slice of pepper. So not only do I suck socially, I can't keep my committments either. Great.

What the title said!

Yes. According to some this makes me crazy or Jesus' sycophant. :/

Moving day in four days! *excited*

Ramadan had to be put on hold because Unexpected Period was Unexpected.

I added another class to my schedule, so now I am taking Elementary Sanskrit, Elementary Japanese, Biblical Hebrew, Venice, Islamic Art and Architecture, and Students in Transition.

More stitches from my wisdom teeth are falling out :) It'll be nice not to have little plastic-feeling thingies attatched to my gums.

Did some on-line checking and Ramadan starts tonight. Interesting how a fasting holiday starts with a time period in which you're allowed to eat. Huh. Anyway, I'm gonna do it this year. Sucks that it's gotta coincide with moving into the dorms and starting a semester, but ya gotta do what ya gotta do, I guess.

Speaking of, I gotta see if there's a French class left open.

I miss Yami no Matsuei fandom. It's kinder deader than Dumbledore now. I gotta start writing again. I haven't done a spork in effing forever.

Y'know, if someone told me ten years ago that today I'd be picking up an acquaintance/friend from the mental hospital after he was wrongly incarcerated, and advising him on whether or not he should sue his parents for abusing him as a child...well, you know how it goes.

TBH I was nervous about going, since it was a bit of a drive, and when someone says "mental hospital", you tend to get a bit...well, a bit, y'know? But it was ok. I picked up his fiancee first, because he could only be released to her, and then went over to the hospital...and then to his job to make sure he still had one, and then back to his fiancee's house, where he'll be staying.

There's nothing wrong with him, by the way. His parents put him away because they're fucked in the head and seem to get off on tormenting him. His mom had the nerve to say that she loved him, for the first time in six years apparently...because he's threatening to sue. I'm all for mercy, but moreso for justice, so I'm behind him 100% of he decides to sue.

Word meme to come soon.

Three names I go by (besides given name):
Sempai, Luna, Honey

Three Jobs I Have Had In My Life
Aquarium volunteer, Auntie Anne's associate, Macy's associate

Three Places I Have Lived
Lived in the same house all my life

Three Favorite Drinks
Vanilla soymilk, fruit punch, McDonald's sweet tea

Three TV Shows That I watch
As The World Turns, So You Think You Can Dance, uh...Friends reruns?

Three Places I Have Been
Disneyworld, Disneyland, Hollywood

People Who Call Me Regularly
N/A

Three Of My Favorite Foods
Cheeseless pizza with pineapple and garlic sauce, mashed potatoes, these badass vegan chocolate chip cookies I make

Three Friends I Think Will Respond
The ones who would already did this

Three Things I Am Looking Forward To
Going to uni, going to seminary, adopting kids

Three Things That Are Always By Your Side
Laptop...laptop...laptop

My wisdom teeth are out as of yesterday morning. :\ I'm doing well, actually...no swelling, the bleeding stopped yesterday, I'm only on omoxycillin and a pain reliever so I'm clear-headed. I stopped being dizzy pretty quickly yesterday, too.

I did cry a little because I didn't have an NDE during the procedure. I read of someone who had one during a dental procedure and I WANTED ONE TOO *footstomp*. Ah well.

When you turn 19 you will meet the best friends of your life and star in a play you not only love, but directed and choreographed. So stop being sad all the time; just stick it out. It will get better.

Once I get my copy I'll work on uploading it to youtube and posting it here.

You remember Bartok from "Anastasia"? It looks like a mirror image of him kissing that reliquary that housed Rasputin's soul.

Godspell on Sunday. Will try to upload the tape afterwards.

I recieved news today that my friend Gui's lung cancer returned and the doctors gave him 5-10 years left. Cue return of the burst-open blood vessels around my eyes. As I've said, I have no real fears for him. I feel like I know where he's going and that it'll all be okay, just as it is for Bel's father and my Uncle Jim (he passed away, also from cancer, on Tuesday). It's just sad for me because I really, really cherish life. I do believe it's a gift, and to have it marred or taken away suddenly is an awful awful shame. It's one thing when you're older and have had time to enjoy what life had to offer, but to be told at 20 that you can only live until 30...

I know what comes after is ten billion times better...but in an objective sense. In a subjective sense, I just don't want him to go away.

Today was the funeral, and during Mass I just couldn't stop smiling, even when I was crying. If I had any doubt that ministry is what I wanted to do with my life, I don't anymore.

1) Godspell is performing in two weeks and GUESS WHO JUST GOT BUMPED UP TO PLAYING JESUS?? Yeah, ME, that's who. I have mixed feelings on this. On one hand, I'M THE FUCKING LEAD FINALLY. On the other hand, HOLY CRAP FEMALE JESUS PEOPLE WILL FREEEEEEEEEEEAK. And I have to miss out on singing some of my absolute favorite songs :(

2) Warwa's father-in-law passed on two days ago. The viewing was last night. Dead bodies sorta freak me out in the fact that I feel like they'll suddenly come alive, but I managed to work up the nerve to kneel by the casket and pray (Catholic ritual). My mother was worried about me, because I cried when I heard the news and I'm known to be very Very VERY VERY emotional, but actually...I was fine. I seem to skip over a bunch of the stages of grief; I just go straight from Depression to Acceptance. Maybe it's because we've been doing Godspell, and I know it's because my own death anxiety led to studying certain things that strengthened my faith, but I felt very peaceful with his death. After all, I reasoned, he passed on, not away. He was simply ready to end his "earthly pilgrimage" and moved on to a different dimension. It's only the shell of a body he's lost. It's hard for us just because we still use our bodies and don't really know how to communicate with those who aren't in one anymore. But we haven't really lost our loved ones...they've just moved into a locked, soundproof room for a bit. Life doesn't end; it just moves on.

Funny story: during the viewing, the entire street lost power due to a lightning storm. Even Bel's mom joked that it was a prank he pulled to lighten the mood.

The flip-dollar trick never ceases to amaze.

My grandpop gave my grandmom a "sapphire" ring (prolly fake; they were poor) because she was born on September 8th.

My mother had three daughters, and then three sons. My mother was a third daughter and born on September 25th, so the ring was passed on to her.

My mother had three daughters. I'm the third. I was born in September. I will recieve the ring.

My third foster daughter will be born in September and she will get it when I pass on. <3