Cephiros, The One Winged Angel

Okay, today was the day for the group interview for ASPCC. That’s student government for most of you. I was applying and most interested in Managing Director of Finance. I got up, showered, got dressed and I left the house 1pm and the interview was at 3pm. I got off the Bus Line 72 and tried to catch Bus line 9. I missed that and eventually ended up 10 minutes late to the interview. Hopefully, that won’t hurt me too much. I feel that I answered all the questions to the best of my ability and I really feel that I might get the position. One of the question what position you were most interested and no one on Friday’s group interview expressed Managing Director of Finance. I don’t know how Thursday interview went but we can always hope.

Well, I decided to go to Tilt again and test out custom songs on the R21 enabled In The Groove Machine. As always, I was playing doubles. Everyone was going well for most of the evening. Except, I was playing a song and near the end of the song, some black guy got up on the right pad and fucked me up and I failed the song. I fucking pushed him and yelled at him alot. Telling him he owned me a dollar and he called me the N word like 15 times. Basically, I was upset that he wasn’t very considerate when I was playing the game. I’m not going to fuck with the joystick if you playing a fighting game, then don’t get on the fucking pad. I explained this to his friend and he gave me a dollar in tokens and we shook hands. Even after I calmed down, he was still yelling at me. He said something about kicking my ass once I left the mall.

So, pretty much, don’t fuck with me when I play DDR/ITG, don’t get my angry, you don’t want me angry.

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So, today after my speech class. I saw this display of t-shirts that peaked my interest in the small break between my classes but I did not have enough time to give it my full attention until after class. Each t-shirt was colored for the different types of violence that was suffered by the victim. Domestic abuse, rape, sexual molestation and incest, death, and such. Each of them had message either from the victim or the victim’s family/friends. This were from men and women. They were speaking out against their attacker and staying strong.

This message made me sad, tearful but amazed at their strength. However, one guy along with a girl were looking at the t-shirts and asked what this was about and the girl asked the same. Then the guy read the t-shirt of a woman who suffered a domestically violent relationship and was puring out her feelings. Guess what the guy did… the motherfucker laughed while reading it and totally spit in the face of that victim.

I think they realized they were in the minority because they took off their name tags from the Honor Student reception that was held in the College Center. I really should have said something but I stood there quiet and said nothing. I feel really ashamed I did nothing there. I have one thing to say to them.

Fuck you fucking asshole. You want to spit in the faces of these victims and not show them any empathy or compassion then you can fucking die. People like you make the world worse. If I ever see you again and you do something like this then I’m going to fucking bitch slap you. I only wish I could have as much strength as these people who revealed their souls to us.

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So, I haven’t done much today on Sunday. I played some Dance Dance Revolution: Supernova. Also played some .Hack//GU. I shaved all over again. I posted a Youtube video and a very insane but funny news article. Tomorrow, I’m probably going to get dressed up as Alicia and I got some studying I have to do. I am going to catchup on all my public speaking reading homework and then my Holocaust reading homework. It’ll be a very fruitful day and I will going to bed early tonight.. probably around 2ish in the morning.

Tomorrow, I am going to post some more about intolerance, bigotry, racism, and how hate hurts everyone. In addition, I’ll be posting the new song of the week as well. I’ve been getting in to musical soundtracks lately. I procured the soundtracks to Fiddler on the Roof, Wicked, Hair, Mamma Mia, and Phantom of the Opera. I may not like all of the songs but many of them have some notable songs.

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I decided to browse the local news and I found this in the articles for National News. Basically, this father wants to sue the City for $20k because he said his sons were disturbed after seeing a Lesbian related book. This is very bigoted against the queer/gay community. It should be noted that it contained no pornography whatsoever. This is just really fucked up when people try to gain money and get people fired because they don’t agree with this book being in the library. Oh, in addition, maybe you don’t agree, but hello, this is a first amendment issue. Oh yea, let’s not forget that he is going to use this church and religion for his “crusade”. One more thing, one doesn’t just happen upon a gay related book while looking for military academies.

Overall, this guy is a nut job. Stamped and approved.

News Article Source

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A Bentonville, Ark., man is seeking $20,000 from the city after his two teenage sons found a book on lesbian sex on a public library bookshelf.He also wants the library director fired. Earl Adams said his 14- and 16-year-old sons were “greatly disturbed” after finding the book, titled “The Whole Lesbian Sex Book.” Adams said the book caused “many sleepless nights in our house.”

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The Marionette
By Alexander Roberts

You lurk behind every shadow.
Controlling my every move, every action.
You are my puppeteer and I, your willful puppet.

Such a sadistic master you are, enjoying my pain.
Wrenching me around uncontrollably.
As you pull forcefully on my strings.

Someday and somehow.
I will break free, soon you will see.
Of the restrictive strings that bind me.

I will be free from your control.
Free from these puppet bindings.
Free to live my live on my own.

Lining my life free from your sadistic control of me.

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First think I would like to state in my blog before I delve into my personal life is that I feel bad and wish the best for the the families of those who had a family/friend injured or killed in todays Virginia Tech Shooting. It has been stated that this is the deadliest shooting in Modern US history according to this news article. However, I like to state this is very tragic and time is needed for the victims and their friends and family. This horrible event is not and should not be used for 2nd amendment arguments and shouldn’t be used as a political scapegoat for videos game violence and other media. Of course, that’s just my opinion.

Today, I got up late as usually. I really hate this fucked sleeping schedule I have. I really need to get a job. Yesterday, I looked at possible apartments that Seumas and I could move into that would be compromise between him being close to work and off the MAX line and me for somewhat easy access to school. I read the some for Holocaust class and wrote up a one page analysis for the class.

Weekly Schedule

Tuesday

• Software Design reading & homework (late)
• Catch up on SP111 reading homework
• Costco Trip

Wednesday

• More SP111 reading homework
• Raid Karazhan with guild
• Fill out ASPCC Application & 1 page essay

Thursday

• Submit ASPCC Application with Essay
• Holocaust Reading homework catchup

Friday

• Software Design homework for Week 3
• Catch up on any other homework/reading not finished by this day.
• Shave everywhere

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One of the most revered and influential writers of the 20th century has recently died. He was a great man and great writer. He never failed to write a good book on social commentary and other views. While I’ve only read Slaughterhouse Five, I was amazed and moved by this book. I shall pick up some of his other books and collected essays.

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Here’s one another of poems I wrote after a failed relationship a few years ago before I met current ex, Becky. Many people have stated that I am a good poem writer but I do not write for anyone but myself.

The Treasures which cannot be Stolen
By: Alexander Roberts

The treasure which cannot be stolen.
My heart that beats within.
My soul that burns so brightly.

With my touch ever so lightly.
I caress your cheek gently.
Whispering softly into your ear.

Did you know?
My heart and soul.
Belong to you.

As I close my eyes.
Drifting into my deep slumber.
My dreams begin to surface.

Inner-most thoughts
Become the outer-most
Memories from the past arise.

Past, forever set in stone.
Present, constantly shifting.
Future, seemingly mysterious.

Life is wonderful to behold.
I dream what roads in life.
That I shall travel upon.

The melody of life in a distant.
Gentle melody heard by my ears.
A soothing tranquility overcomes me.

Love, life, happiness, and soul!
Don’t you know what these are?
They are treasures which cannot be stolen.

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So today, I got up pretty early because I was having lunch with my friend, Summer . I was a little late because I misjudged the bus schedule and some construction. I was about 15 minutes late or so. I called her while I was on the bus to tell her I was a little late. I think we had a pleasant lunch. I’m always a little nervous when I meet new people either from the internet or not from the internet. Truthfully, I think I talked a little too much and didn’t let her talk much. I probably talked that much because I was nervous.  going to apply for Managing Financial Director and Financial Assistant. I think I would do well with either of those positions. I’m going to email my former ethics teacher to see if I can get a letter of recommendation from her.

After classes, I went to Lloyd Center to get some Jamba Juice and play some In The Groove while I hung out with my friend Seumas . After that I went home and now I am making this post. Talked to a few people on Yahoo Messenger.

Things to do tomorrow

• Finish resume
• Renew Oregon ID
• Hang out with Josh and Bob

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Since I moved to a new host, I’ve yet to upload my index file to the main domain along with all my other files I maintained with Dreamhost. So for now, I’m going to repost some of my poems from time to time. Most of the poems were written after a break up a couple years ago and I can admit would be called “emo”.

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Silver Moonlight Tears
By
Alexander Roberts

Glowing moonlight surrounds me.
I glance across the lake as the moonlight dances upon it.
Thinking of you as my heart aches.

Shut my eyes in pain, a single tear begins to shed.
The tears of a broken heart, tears of a lost love.
Wonder to myself if somehow I could have changed.

Teardrops of my sorrow begin to fall like the rain.
Flooding the ground with my heartache, pain, and suffering
Am I destined to live life alone?

Silver moonlight tears please go away.
To allow my heart.
To mend its breaks.

Silver moonlight tears evaporate.
Like a lake under the sun in summer’s grace.
Do not dry up my heart like a desert.

Please allow me to love again!

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