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Name: Emily
Birthday: 1/22/1991
Gender: Female


Interests: Figure skating, reading, French, Star Wars, Gilmore Girls, writing, music, art, biking, debate, and drama.
Expertise: Being extremely strange and scaring people at my local library with my odd book selections. Oh, and confusing people with random lawyer talk I learn from various places (mostly my mom's old law books. Which, yes, I read.) Also creeping people out with my BFF Kari when we talk in Gilmore Girls quotes, or scream, "Meadow picnic!" or "NC-17 left eye!" really loud.
Occupation: Student


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Member Since: 8/19/2005

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Tuesday, April 10, 2007

Currently Listening
Rent (1996 Original Broadway Cast)
By Jonathan Larson, Jeff Potter, Anthony Jackson, Daniel A. Weiss, Ira Siegel, Kenny Brescia, Steve Skinner, Adam Pascal, Aiko Nakasone, Anthony Rapp, Byron Utley, Daphne Rubin-Vega, Fredi Walker, Gilles Chiasson, Gwen Stewart, Idina Menzel, Jesse L. Martin, Kristen Lee Kelly, Rodney Hicks, Stevie Wonder, Taye Diggs, Timothy Britten Parker, Wilson Jermaine Heredia
La Vie Boheme A/B
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A Little Parody

A response to LostOzian’s challenge to rewrite La Vie Boheme based on Glinda telling a bunch of Wicked fans that Elphaba is dead.

 

GLINDA

You call me blonde, yet I am on
To some thing you’ve all missed.

Or do you really want a fanfic-dom

Based on something that is just wrong

It’s all Elphaba, Elphaba, alive in every story you write

This is a lie. Elphaba is dead.

 

WICKED FAN 1

Wicked fans, we gather here to prove something wrong.

We do mourn, though we’re alone. The late green woman we all adore, on this night when we’re told we are wrong…by this small blonde witch in a puffy skirt whom we believe, as we grieve for the Wicked Witch.

 

ALL WICKED FANS

The Wicked Witch

The Wicked Witch

The Wicked Witch

The Wicked Witch

 

WICKED FAN 1

To the first time that we heard it, the day that we discovered the message of this amazing musical. To following Elphaba, getting obsessed, getting crazed. To loving villains, not farmgirls, to more than one perspective to screaming at the TV hating the Wizard, hating the Wizard. Not to mention of course that he’s Elphaba’s dad. To her riding her broom all night over Glinda’s head, to never really dying. To bombs! To affairs, to no-one-really-cares what Glinda sa-a-id. To being an us for once, instead of a them!

 

ALL

The Wicked Witch

The Wicked Witch

 

 2 GELPHIE FANS

Hey now, it makes sense

 

FLAMER

So what if this isn’t the right category? We like cheese, insults, attention, and foot fungus!

 

WICKED FAN 2

Ew.

 

WICKED FAN 3

They’ll go away

 

WICKED FAN 4

If the site administration ever gets off its ass.

 

FLAMER

You’re not clever. Is that it here?

 

ALL WICKED FANS

We defy you! *throw anything with in reach at FLAMER*

 

WICKED FANS 4 AND 5

To singing our songs in the middle of the street

To Ozian swears and ruby slippered-feet

To booing that movie made in 1939

To screaming quite loudly, “As long as you’re mine!”

 

WICKED FANS 3 AND 6

To weird motions congratulotions, to being a commotion. To blondeness and greenness-

 

WICKED FAN ONE

And lots of sex scenes!

 

            WICKED FANS 3 AND 6

To action, NO fashion, to passion, when it’s ours

 

WICKED FAN 3

To Holzman!

 

WICKED FAN 5

To Stephen!

 

WICKED FANS 4,6, AND 7

 To a time without cars!

 

WICKED FANS 2 AND 3

Menzel, Maguire, Baum, and Bean

 

WICKED FAN 3

Cheno!

 

WICKED FAN 2

Mantello!

 

WICKED FAN 6

To green!

 

WICKED FAN 4

To Shiz!

 

WICKED FAN 1

Boo the Wiz!

 

WICKED FANS 3 AND 7

Better than Les Miz!

 

WICKED FANS 1 AND 4

To when Dorothy and Toto went over the rainbow ‘cause Morrible was a bitch!

 

ALL

The Wicked Witch

 

FIYERABA FANS

Sense?

 

GELPHIE FANS

*glare* Well, close

 

NESSA WANNA BE

*as she chases a random passerby who happens to be short around the restaurant*

Almost!

 

SIX OF THE WICKED FANS

Unusual, no rules, dumb Ozians, City denizens, Shizians, friends

No endings!

Fanfiction, being on the run, the only one

Who’s right about anything

 

ALL

To Elphaba, to Fabala, to Elphie, Fae. Wayne Cilento, Norbert Leo, all songs

To no shame, never hiding our in-fame-y

 

WICKED FAN 3

To abysinthe!

 

ALL

The Green Elixir!

To love affairs, cause they’re really fair, and we don’t care, they’re right, we swear!

 

GLINDA

Flamers, flamers!

 

ALL

The Wicked Witch!

 

WICKED FAN 3

In honor of the ‘death’ of Elphaba, our own death party will commence after dinner. Idina Menzel, just back from her spectacular three month engagement in London, will perform “Defying Gravity,” with an entire orchestra band, in the basement of the Gershwin.

 

WICKED FAN 2

Which we will break into, with the help of Fiyero’s magically appearing ropes and pistols!

 

WICKED FAN 1

And the Tinman will perform his famous rendition of ‘The Robot’ to the sound of him playing the bongos on his own legs. And during ‘For Good,’ we will all attempt not to cry. Without covering our faces completely.

 

WICKED FAN 3

Glinda will model her building-sized dresses while insisting over and over that her best friend is dead.

 

WICKED FAN 5

And Elphaba herself will recount her exploits as an anarchist, including her successful reprogramming of all the billboards in Times Square to flash green as they broadcast the words-

 

ALL WICKED FANS

The Wizard lies! Glinda’s wrong! ELPHABA LIVES!

 

 

 

 

 


Monday, January 08, 2007

Currently Reading
The Alchemist's Daughter
By Katharine McMahon
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Commenting on a Comment

I'd like to comment on a comment someone left me:

George W. Bush is the most awesome President ever. If I were him I would have you deported.
Posted 1/8/2007 12:13 PM by morganfreebase - delete - block user
 
This ability of mine to make stunningly witty comments on the lack of intelligence our dear president repeatedly exhibits is due to something we have here in America called freedom of speech. This means that unlike in many other countries past and present, like, say, Nazi Germany, I can call the president a hypocritical warmongering idiot who got into Yale because of his rich daddy if I damn well want to, which I do. And this is because I live in this country established by liberal thinkers. And Ann Coulter is also allowed to spew her insane ramblings, I might add. If she publishes a completely insane book, what's the harm in a fifteen-year-old's largely ignored little blog?
 
And what the hell does Bush have to do with the number of kids I want to have? Does he want control of that, too, or are my library records and phone conversations enough for him?
 
And if I were Bush, I'd resign before I could do more damage. Of course, if I were Bush we also wouldn't be in Iraq and I would read the bloody newspapers. But our president insists on living in a parallel universe where global warming doesn't exist, we're winning in Iraq, the Iraqi people love us, Saddam had nukes, and the international community is absolutely enamored of the United States.
 


Sunday, January 07, 2007

Currently Reading
Warsaw Requiem (Zion Covenant)
By Bodie Thoene, Brock Thoene
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Kids


So I just read this article on MSN about big families and how most mothers who want a lot of kids come from big families. This may seem like a weird topic from a fifteen year old girl who still acts like boys have cooties and prefers to kickbox with them than kiss them, but I have a tendency to think ahead. And so here it is:

I have three younger siblings and there is, to be blunt, no way in hell I'm having more than two kids. I would never want to put my kids through that (though that may have more to do with the fact that my 13 year old sister is a bona fide psycho and my younger siblings are almost a decade younger than I am than with the number of us). But seriously, I hate having to watch my siblings. Who invented the parental fantasy that kids actually listen to their older siblings? (maybe Ann Coulter's behind all this!) And who wants to deal with it when your six year old brother learns the f word from the neighbor kid and asks you what it means? And how were you supposed to know your 12 year old sister hadn't had "The Talk" yet when you told her that story? I mean, she is twelve already. And they insist on going everywhere and hanging out with your friends.
And they always fight.

So I for one am having no more than two children. None. And preferably both girls, so they can play with each other.

My psycho sister and I got along fine until # 3 came along. Oy.


Friday, December 01, 2006

Currently Listening
The Last 5 Years (2002 Off-Broadway Cast)
By Jason Robert Brown, Norbert Leo Butz, Sherie Rene Scott
Goodbye Until Tomorrow
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Where I Was These Past Two Weeks

Where have I been for the past two weeks, you may ask? Well:
*Oz
*Through the looking glass
*Over the rainbow
*On tour for my secret double life as a rock star/bestselling author
*Filming a movie. I also have a secret double life as a famous actress.
*Doing international espionage
*Advising the President on Iraq
*Wouldn't you like to know?
*I could tell you, but then I'd have to kill you.

 


Currently Listening
Wicked (2003 Original Broadway Cast)
By Stephen Schwartz, Kristin Chenoweth, Idina Menzel
Defying Gravity
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A Love Letter To My Tormentors

A Love Letter to My Tormentors

 

I am the girl who wrote a speech in the first grade after I refused to be your friend on the condition that I be your slave, proclaiming almost literally from the rooftops that everyone deserved to be treated with dignity and humanity. I am the girl who stood up to you, twice my size, and told you that you were a bully and I wasn’t a shrimp. I am the girl who was chased by an angry mob bearing pitchforks (albeit Fisher Price plastic ones) at the age of six. I have stood up for myself and my friends. I have escaped false prisons and ignored interrogators (albeit eight-year old ones). I have defied rules and gravity to climb a tree, ignoring your threats. I have watched your jaw drop as I have done what you told me I couldn’t. I have told you to shut up, told you to get over your issues with me, told you were a jerk and to make up your mind- was my friend gay or was he dating me?- I have told you lesbian was not an insult, even if I wasn’t one.  I have defended kindergartners, I have defended my best friends, and I have won wars on the playground, no matter how outnumbered. I have been teased and taunted and I survived. I will not let my memories of you defeat me now, through my own fear. I have been through your crucible and come out hardened and strong, with character. I am strong enough to have apologized to you for the few things I have said and done in response to your constant tormenting, and to have taken your laughter in stride, knowing that I am the stronger one. I have walked away.  I know that you taunted me because you were afraid of me. Because you could not control me. That is what has always marked me as different. That is what has set me apart for all the incarnations of you to torment.

So to all of those incarnations, to all of those people who tried to hurt me, I would like to say:

Thank you.

You have burned me, melted me down, and I molded myself into something beautiful. You taught me that I had unfathomable reserves of inner strength. You forced me to be independent, so that I can truly say that I don’t care what people think about me.

So thank you for hurting me. Thank you for forcing me to be strong.

Because you have defeated yourselves. In trying to bring me down, you have changed me from a shy little girl who believed she was ugly, who had no confidence, and who wanted your approval into a young woman who is independent, a nonconformist, and who looks into the mirror and sees beyond the superficial into all the beauty that lives inside, that was once hidden. The beauty that, after all the ordeals you have forced me through, I have found the power to awaken. The beauty that I have enclosed in these pages. So here it is. Here I am. Think of it what you will, because I am strong in my conviction that I know who I am. I am free.

 

 

 



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