NP: Movie Script Ending - Death Cab for Cutie
After a week with the game, I've decided Final Fantasy X-2 is worth buying. It's a significant departure from the standard Square-Enix title, but it's highly enjoyable nonetheless. The "hip" qualities and J-pop influences just make it that much more amusing. Y-R-P!
My parents come home in three days. This means I need to move out soon, but I don't have anywhere to move. The roommate situation fell through, so hopefully Dad will be willing to subsidize my rent for a one-bedroom. Yes, that makes me a pampered little suburban college boy, but one thing I've learned is never to turn down money if someone's willing to give it to you. That said, I'm taking a long shot by applying for a position as an emergency dispatcher for the great Focopopo. I think it'd be a great job, personally. Good pay, something I can handle (radios, keyboard, thinking quickly, etc), and I could do my part to help people without actively enforcing the system. Score one for denial.
My thoughts are slowly solidifying into something useful, which excites me greatly. I feel as though I'm on the brink of a life-changing epiphany. Yes, ridiculously optimistic for the Cynics International poster boy, and part of me is as disgusted with the sugar as you are. Still, this may just signal the metaphoric sunrise I argued against in Melissa's LiveJournal. The pessimist in me still rails against this, and I'm sure I'll swing over to his side a few times before the dust settles, but nossa senhora, this feels good.
I want to run to the end of the world. I want to scream the chorus of Needles and Pins from my rooftop. I want to jump head-first out of a 747 at 31,000 feet. I want to cross swords with a samurai in a whirling dance of death and beauty. I want to sit outside under starlight and drink deeply of the rain-washed night air. I want to drive the darkest, most obscure back roads I can find while listening to Nick Drake and thinking thoughts. I want to savor the unique, delicious flavor of Toy's phad thai kai.
I want to live. I choose to live.
After a week with the game, I've decided Final Fantasy X-2 is worth buying. It's a significant departure from the standard Square-Enix title, but it's highly enjoyable nonetheless. The "hip" qualities and J-pop influences just make it that much more amusing. Y-R-P!
My parents come home in three days. This means I need to move out soon, but I don't have anywhere to move. The roommate situation fell through, so hopefully Dad will be willing to subsidize my rent for a one-bedroom. Yes, that makes me a pampered little suburban college boy, but one thing I've learned is never to turn down money if someone's willing to give it to you. That said, I'm taking a long shot by applying for a position as an emergency dispatcher for the great Focopopo. I think it'd be a great job, personally. Good pay, something I can handle (radios, keyboard, thinking quickly, etc), and I could do my part to help people without actively enforcing the system. Score one for denial.
My thoughts are slowly solidifying into something useful, which excites me greatly. I feel as though I'm on the brink of a life-changing epiphany. Yes, ridiculously optimistic for the Cynics International poster boy, and part of me is as disgusted with the sugar as you are. Still, this may just signal the metaphoric sunrise I argued against in Melissa's LiveJournal. The pessimist in me still rails against this, and I'm sure I'll swing over to his side a few times before the dust settles, but nossa senhora, this feels good.
I want to run to the end of the world. I want to scream the chorus of Needles and Pins from my rooftop. I want to jump head-first out of a 747 at 31,000 feet. I want to cross swords with a samurai in a whirling dance of death and beauty. I want to sit outside under starlight and drink deeply of the rain-washed night air. I want to drive the darkest, most obscure back roads I can find while listening to Nick Drake and thinking thoughts. I want to savor the unique, delicious flavor of Toy's phad thai kai.
I want to live. I choose to live.
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