June 17, 2009

...I went to college...

But I'm backkkkk, and raring to go on my stories...like "Ad Rem."

No seriously, I'm not joking.

And I also can't believe I left my last post proclaiming Heath Ledger's untimely death.

That's just not a nice thing to dwell on at all. Ahem. Well it's good to be back and as a debut of my new writing skills...actually as a testament to how bad of an author I've become and to punish myself by exposing this piece to ridicule I present "A Better View by Far."

Because I try to write emotionally relevant pieces and fail miserably.

But hopefully everything just goes up from here...or at least stays at a steady rate and then climbs up inch by inch, I'll take whatever meager progress I can take. And just in case anyone was wondering what strange and wonderful pieces of wisdom I picked up at one of this country's fine institutes of learning I can offer up these little tidbits.

Engineers and Geek Squad should be worshipped at regular intervals.

You could die in the library and nobody would notice for at least three days.

It's really hard not to get fat.

And beware of climbing on top of any surface after consuming several questionable beverages, because you are resigned to panicking that you can't remember what happened, and then attempting suicide with plastic utensils when your roommate shows you pictures. On facebook.

All this I observed and learned a great deal from, and now I am handing this guide to wisdom over to all of you-use it wisely!

January 23, 2008

OMG. Heath Ledger is dead. The world has no meaning anymore. I'm going to go cry in a corner now...

January 16, 2008

Finally able to update my profile, midterms are exhausting. Excuse me, I feel like I need to go out on a balcony, proclaiming "I UPDATED AD REM BIOTCHES!" Oh yeah! Now that I've gotten that out of my system, who didn't watch "Persuasion" on Masterpiece on Sunday? Be still my heart, I think I've fallen in love AGAIN with the lovely Captain Wentworth, but alas, I watched P&P shortly after to rid myself of that infatuation. I would also just like to take a moment to recall my recent conversation with a certain somebody:

Dea Domino: "So, I was wondering if you wanted to go out tonight since you can't make it tomorrow." (That's right, I have a social life!)

BF: "Well, uh...,actually, we (i.e. him and his 'boyfriends,' just kidding, buddies) are going out to eat, so I don't think I'll be able to make it. But, y'know what? You could come with us!"

DD: "Really? Where are you guys going?"

BF: "Hooters."

Damn. Shut down. End of transmission. Well, at least I got a look into the inner psyche of the working (sometimes) male brain. I hope I don't sound like too much of a whiner, but this guy plays two sports, takes all advanced classes, and sometimes we can even manage a date or two. But losing out to Hooters?! Oh well, at least he kicked some ass at his hockey game last weekend. Now I love hockey as much as the next person, but let me tell you, the locker room conversations he's told me are HILARIOUS. And dirty. But mostly hilarious. But at least Valentines Day is creeping up, and he can't weasel his way out of that one so easily. Muhahaha. Just kidding. Anyway, I gotta go hunt down some hard liquor to aid me in studying for my physics midterm tomorrow. Which will entail me nursing a bottle of vodka and crying softly over electrostatic problems and change of rate formulas. Pray for me.

December 10, 2007

Joy to the world, break is two weeks away. And I, can get, some sleep!! Just put up our tree yesterday (ate approximately fourteen candy canes during the proccess), and have proceeded to make merry and bake cookies whenever humanly possible. I'm currently in love with Colin Firth and plan on kidnapping and marrying him before the holidays. Just because he's almost fifty does not mean he's old, he's merely distinguished. The highlight of the weekend was watching "Pride and Prejudice," "Bridget Jones's Diary," and "Bridget Jones's Diary: The Edge of Reason" in a twenty-four hour period with disgruntled boyfriend, disgruntled boyfriend leaving to go play in his basketball game, dragging poor Dea Domino along with him, then victorious Dea Domino dragging him back after he bought me copious amounts of chocolate in ucky, sweaty uniform, part of which he took off (I'll let you exercise your imaginations there, nothing dirty, I've been a good girl!) Life holds simple pleasures. Have updated Metaphorical Guide because my limit's under two hundred words and I just can't finish the last sentence of the next chapter of Ad Rem. But I will, very soon, just as soon as I finish Shaw's Arms and the Man for my good buddy AP Lit. At last, a play where no one dies at the end (King Lear, Antigone, Oedipus the King, I'm looking at you), instead, everyone gets married! Oops, musn't spoil the ending! Much love to everyone, and let they holidays be joyful and happy and delicious.

November 18, 2007

I turned on the radio today and I heard Christmas music playing. It's November 18. November. Anyway, just got back from an enormous journalism convention in Philadelphia. I hate the paper. The paper hates me. Now I got promoted, shoot me please (hey, I rhyme!). Ladies and gentlemen, this means from now on, Dea Domino shall attempt a feat so remarkable, so incredible, that it is sheer lunacy for anyone who actually has a life to attempt. Instead of getting five hours of sleep a night, she will now sleep four hours on the weekdays! That's 240 minutes! That leaves 20 hours for school, homework, karate, tennis, the paper! I can't wait! On a side note, I have composed this letter to my dear friend, Calculus.

Dear Calculus,

I had so much fun taking that 6 weight test that makes up about half of my grade for the second quater. It's not like I wanted to go to college or anything, but it had always been a special dream of mine to actually succeed in life. Oh well, as my lovely teacher assured me, and I quote, "Well, sanitation engineers and people who work at McDonalds don't use derivatives." Sewers, here I come! By the way, me and a bunch of my other AP classes, Lit, Euro, Phsychology, and Latin are having a picnic on an enormous cliff overlooking a valley filled with extremely pointy rocks. I might just shove you all down there, or myself, depending on which is easier. Can you tell I'm crabby? Good.

Much love,

Dea Domino

P.S. If I get points off for not writing the restrictions next to the solutions, I'll burn the textbook. Bite me.

Whoooooh, I'm glad I got that off my chest. Now where was I? Oh yes, Philly was tons of fun, especially the plane rides (W.K. I'm looking at you!) but I had a ton of work to catch up on and now an entire features staff to rule, oops, I mean guide. I almost have the next chapter of Ad Rem finished (if anyone is still reading it, if you are, I'll give you chocolate!), but I decided to start another little drabble project that I though would be fun. Writing is a great stress reliever, so I think I'll probably be doing it a little more often from now on. A bundle of love and affection delivered to all of the readers who reviewed by stories, you guys make me so happy I could burst! Now, onto Antigone and wonderful world of Sophocles. Oh, the humanity!

Disclaimer - I do not own any of the characters or the ideas of any anime, play or anything else I happen to write about. All characters I create, however, I do own.

Of Wizards and Jellicles - To be honest, I've really lost interest in this particular idea, but I plan on sitting down at my good old computer and crank out a few chapters now and then. Right now however, I am concentrating my energy elsewhere, but be on the lookout for new updates every now and then.

Ashes to Ashes - This piece was written a while ago, and I really don't like it that much. It turned out quite different from what I expected it to be, but my friend convinced me to post it as a tribute to our dear Botan who gets a bad rep some of the time.

Clouds of Travel - Wow, I have no idea where this came from, but I want everyone to know, I'm not the least bit depressed! Really! And isn't it funny that in all the character death pieces that I've read, Ino is always the one who dies? Maybe I'll kill off Shikamaru next. Just kidding.

Walls Without Windows - Just a little, none-sensical drabble thingie I wrote. It just appeared, so I figured I might as well type it out and post it. Enjoy!

Ad Rem - Still plugging along, so stay tuned!

Ars Mortalia - Contrary to popular belief, I am not a kid who dresses in depressing colors and slits her wrists every Tuesday, but I just started writing and couldn't stop, and believe me, I want to practice developing that mood. Hope everyone likes it, please tell me if any parts of it doesn't make sense since I'm operating on like two hours of sleep.

The Metaphorical Guide to Life I thought it would be kind of fun to write little drabble-esque things, and I'm aiming for under 200 words for each of them. It's nice to change up the length and focus of your pieces once in a while, and let's be honest, everyone wants to have their say in how to best describe life. I will admit it, I was thinking about Hayakawa when I was writing this. Reviews garner much appreciation and love!

A Better View by Far: Well this is what happens when I don't write anything for a very, very, very long time, am plagued by feelings of guilt and uncertainty, read something I really like, try to emulate the format, and don't do it justice. But hey, at least I wrote something and I'm dusting off these ol' writing fingers of mine so we'll see what else gets cranked out.

Thanks to all the wonderful people who reviewed, I really appreciate the time and effort put into them. You guys rock!

And just in case you're interested what kind of person I am. Wishful thinking I know, but a girl's gotta dream!

Name... Dea Domino

Lives in...the United States of America

Can best be described as...a person who loves living life

Is most likely to be found on a Saturday night...watching "What Not to Wear" on the couch with my mom

What she aspires to is to...become a doctor who is able to take month-long vacations excavating mummies in Peru

In the future, she hopes she will...become more of a person than she is now

Besides writing, she also...tutors in math and science, is a tennis instructor, an assitant instructor in Tang Soo Doo, is a Latin Club officer, an editor of her school newspaper, beat her grandma to hip surgery, and flosses her teeth twice a day. Okay, three times, but that's all I swear!

Wishes more people would realize...we're all the same, even though the packaging sometimes looks a little different

What most people don't realize...she is a little crazier than others give her credit for. Or a little more brilliant. You decide.

When it all comes down to it...we're alive. Take advantage of it

"Character is stronger than intellect...A great soul will be strong to live, as well as to think."

-Ralph Waldo Emerson

"In the summer you brought back beautiful gifts,

I wanted to give you something, but found only

The drifting sky,

Can you wear it?"

-Lady Utsu (The Snow Fox)

"Whatever you are, be the good one"

-Abraham Lincoln

"Oh comrades, for neither are we ignorant of previous evil we have shared. Oh ye men who have suffered even worse things, God will give an end to these things also...perhaps someday it will help you to look back upon these things. Be hard, and save yourself for other things"

-Vergil (The Aeneid)

"The hour of departure has arrived, and we go our ways - I to die and you to live. Which is better, only God knows."

-Socrates

"I think that God in creating Man somewhat overestimated his abilities."

-Oscar Wilde

"I am not young enough to know everything."

-Oscar Wilde

"Lord, what fools these mortals be!"

-Puck ( A Midsummer Night's Dream, Shakespere)

"Our fate, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, but in ourselves."

-Cassius (Julius Caesar, Shakespere)

"All time is all time. It does not change. It does not lend itself to warnings or explanations. It simply is. Take it moment by moment, and you will find that we are all, as I've said before, bugs in amber."

-Kurt Vonnegut (Slaughterhouse Five)

"People aren't supposed to look back. I'm certainly not going to do it anymore.

I've finished my war book now. The next one I write is going to be fun.

This one is a failure, and had to be, since it was written by a pillar of salt. It begins like this:

Listen:

Billy Pilgrim has come unstuck in time.

It ends like this:

Poo-tee-weet?"

-Kurt Vonnegut (Slaughterhouse Five)

"Still and all, why bother? Here's my answer. Many people need desperately to recieve this message: I feel and think much as you do, care about many of the things you care about, although most people do not care about them. You are not alone."

-Kurt Vonnegut

The most important thing I learned on Tralfamadore was that when a person dies he only appears to die. He is still very much alive in the past, so it is very silly for people to cry at his funeral. All moments, past, present and future, always have existed, always will exist. The Tralfamadorians can look at all the different moments just that way we can look at a stretch of the Rocky Mountains, for instance. They can see how permanent all the moments are, and they can look at any moment that interests them. It is just an illusion we have here on Earth that one moment follows another one, like beads on a string, and that once a moment is gone it is gone forever.
When a Tralfamadorian sees a corpse, all he thinks is that the dead person is in bad condition in the particular moment, but that the same person is just fine in plenty of other moments. Now, when I myself hear that somebody is dead, I simply shrug and say what the Tralfamadorians say about dead people, which is "So it goes."

-Kurt Vonnegut

Enjoy!