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Name: Paul
Country: United States
State: Oregon
Metro: Portland
Birthday: 5/16/1989
Gender: Male
Interests: Drama, singing, video games, computer, reading, being lazy, scouts, piano, school, acting, TV, movies, stuff, music, and everything else I find interesting.
Expertise: Everything, of course!
Occupation: Government
Industry: Entertainment
Message: message me
AIM:  flamingtoad45
Member Since:
12/13/2003
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| Hello Xanga. Long time no see.
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| Hi prmckean5! It's been 778 (wow, that's a big number) days since you joined Xanga... won't you support us by going Premium?
NO.
~Paul
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| I am truly sorry Xanga, for I have neglected you these past few weeks.
The truth is...there is someone else, Xanga. I guess what I am trying
to say, is I'm leaving you for Myspace. Yes, I know this is the second
time I have done this to you, but I thought I knew what this
relationship consisted of. That is why I came back to you, but alas, my
feelings have changed. It's not you, it's everyone else. I can't handle
being with you if noone is going to pay attention to you, and give you
the comments you deserve, when I can be with Myspace which is read by
at least 2 people. You may not understand this now, but in a few days,
when you have cooled off, you will realize that my decision to leave
you was right. We just weren't meant for each other, Xanga. Maybe we
can just be friends? Maybe we can occasionally pass each other in the
halls of the internet and exchange a few words. All I know is I am
tired of trying to make this relationship work, and I hope you will
forgive me.
And with these words, we part.
~Paul
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| So last night I went and sang Christmas songs to people at a retirement
home with NHS. It was really fun, but at the same time, really sad.
First, we sang to a group of the "regular" people eating dinner which
was cool, some of them sang along, and all of them applauded at the end
and such. Then we went down to the "Alzheimer's Wing" which had a
security password door and instructions not to "help anyone escape". We
were immediately greeted by a screaming woman in a wheelchair being
dragged to watch our performance. We were in this small room and a
bunch of people in wheelchairs were pushed into a circle and we sang to
them. Most of them were completely unresponsive. They just kind of sat
there, looking like they were dead. Either that or they just muttered
to themselves. It made me sad to look into their eyes and think that 5
or 10 years ago, this person had a normal life. They could think,
function, remember their loved ones, and take care of themselves. And
now they are reduced to this state. Even their eyes looked dead. It was
a very powerful experience.
~Paul
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| So auditions are over. And I'll have to admit, they weren't too bad. I
actually had quite a lot of fun with them. Watching people make funny
mistakes in the songs like "would you like to go to dinner?"
"gusundheit!" It was all nice and fairly laid back, which made it fun.
Although I am very glad they are over. Today marks the end of
auditions, school, and crazy choir month. It feels good to relieve some
stress and just have some laid back fun, which is exactly what I'm
going to do this Winter Break.
It's also really cool to see some alumni come back. It's nice to see
how their lives are and how college is for them. I'm already terrified
of college. The
"I-want-to-get-as-far-away-as-possible-from-high-school" bug has not
hit me yet, but I suppose that comes in senior year.
Cast list goes up in an hour and 15 minutes...
~Paul
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