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I just died a little inside. Of happiness of course, but... I ALMOST FAINTED WHEN I SAW MY EMAIL ON BIGLIGHT. THIS STUFF NEER HAPPENS TO ME!! Like, I literally started hyperventalating and fanning myself when I saw it... I had to lay down, because I thought I was going to faint. Honestly, Frank will probably never know how happy he made me with that simple small gesture.
I love you Frank:)
-Haley
Monday, April 9, 2012
Tuesday, April 3, 2012
Strangely in-shape... [swimming]
Hi all. Today was a good day, because in total, I had four pieces of my sister's birthday cake.
I also had a really good practice, which was strange, considering that today is the second day back after break. I just felt really good, like I was flying (literally and figuratively, because my fly felt better than it has in a very long time). I can't wait to finally do some pace 100s, because those are my absolute favorite. I LOVE THE 100 FREE. I love doing it all out, 200 pace, 500 pace, 1000 pace, 1650 pace, WHATEVER! I could just swim 100 frees til I die.
I haven't done one since our Division 1 meet, but I haven't done a straight up 100 free set in practice, since before our high school state meet, which was in February!!
Suffice to say, I'm dying.
So today, I was praying to the dear Lord that we would do SOMETHING short and fast. Or long and fast. Just fast would do it. I mean, I'm a distance swimmer, but I definitely appreciate sprinting, and I'm decent at it.
Luck would have it, that we did nothing that was supposed to be fast. In my true form, I went fast anyways, because that's what I do, and I was literally itching to go.
Things turned out pretty well.
Anyone see my one of my previous posts when I talked about my irrational fear? Well, things seem to be going fairly well so far. I guess I'll just have to wait and see.
And of course, no post would be complete without some sort of X-Files related babble, so I will leave you with this.
My email to Frank is growing longer exponentially. I'm going to have to cut it down. Majorly.
It's difficult though! There's so much I want to share with him, about how TXF have changed my life! Once I finally get all my ideas down, I have no idea how I will edit it all together, and somehow make it any less than novel length.
One last piece of wonderful news- I might've just created a new Nerdifghter! :)
And there was much rejoicing throughout the kingdom!
-Haley
I also had a really good practice, which was strange, considering that today is the second day back after break. I just felt really good, like I was flying (literally and figuratively, because my fly felt better than it has in a very long time). I can't wait to finally do some pace 100s, because those are my absolute favorite. I LOVE THE 100 FREE. I love doing it all out, 200 pace, 500 pace, 1000 pace, 1650 pace, WHATEVER! I could just swim 100 frees til I die.
I haven't done one since our Division 1 meet, but I haven't done a straight up 100 free set in practice, since before our high school state meet, which was in February!!
Suffice to say, I'm dying.
So today, I was praying to the dear Lord that we would do SOMETHING short and fast. Or long and fast. Just fast would do it. I mean, I'm a distance swimmer, but I definitely appreciate sprinting, and I'm decent at it.
Luck would have it, that we did nothing that was supposed to be fast. In my true form, I went fast anyways, because that's what I do, and I was literally itching to go.
Things turned out pretty well.
Anyone see my one of my previous posts when I talked about my irrational fear? Well, things seem to be going fairly well so far. I guess I'll just have to wait and see.
And of course, no post would be complete without some sort of X-Files related babble, so I will leave you with this.
My email to Frank is growing longer exponentially. I'm going to have to cut it down. Majorly.
It's difficult though! There's so much I want to share with him, about how TXF have changed my life! Once I finally get all my ideas down, I have no idea how I will edit it all together, and somehow make it any less than novel length.
One last piece of wonderful news- I might've just created a new Nerdifghter! :)
And there was much rejoicing throughout the kingdom!
-Haley
Monday, April 2, 2012
Teeth, Kentucky, and All Things [random thoughts]
Hi.
My teeth really hurt today. I went to the dentist and they did their usual bang up job of scraping out my gums. Yeah, uh, OUCH.
I'm having bloggers block today, so sorry if this really sucks. Also, no transitions today.
I started writing an open letter to Gillian Anderson today during study hall. So far its 2 and a half pages. If I ever finish it, and it turns out to not be outrageously long, I'll post it here. If it is too long, I'll probably post a brief outline.
Speaking of open letters, my email to Frank is... Well, it's coming along. It still has a while to go... Once I get all my ideas down I will have to edit them together to form a coherent email. Which will be challenging.
I picked Kentucky as the NCAA champs, FYI.
Hopefully I will get some more sleep tonight. If not, I have something that will help, a blogger with a wordpress account. Her blog is called Musings of an X-Phile and it is everything I wish this blog could be. She has absolutely stunning insight on the touchstone speech; I've never thought of it that way before, and it was so lovely to read.
Also, I think I might possibly have the All Things VoiceOver memorized. (I watched it again today for like the 7th time... Not that I'm keeping track). This is from memory, the proof is in possibly small missing words. Unless I get incredibly lucky...
Time passes in moments, moments which, rushing past, define the path of a life just as surely as they lead towards it's end. How rarely do we pause to examine that path, to see the reasons why all things happen, to consider whether the path we take in life is of our own making, or simply one into which we drift with eyes closed. But what if we could pause, stop to take stop of these moments? Might we then see the endless forks in the road that have shaped a life? And then, seeing those, choose another path?
Things got a little choppy there at the end... I'll have to check my work, I think I butchered the last two sentences...
I guess Gillian will just have to forgive me.
-Haley
My teeth really hurt today. I went to the dentist and they did their usual bang up job of scraping out my gums. Yeah, uh, OUCH.
I'm having bloggers block today, so sorry if this really sucks. Also, no transitions today.
I started writing an open letter to Gillian Anderson today during study hall. So far its 2 and a half pages. If I ever finish it, and it turns out to not be outrageously long, I'll post it here. If it is too long, I'll probably post a brief outline.
Speaking of open letters, my email to Frank is... Well, it's coming along. It still has a while to go... Once I get all my ideas down I will have to edit them together to form a coherent email. Which will be challenging.
I picked Kentucky as the NCAA champs, FYI.
Hopefully I will get some more sleep tonight. If not, I have something that will help, a blogger with a wordpress account. Her blog is called Musings of an X-Phile and it is everything I wish this blog could be. She has absolutely stunning insight on the touchstone speech; I've never thought of it that way before, and it was so lovely to read.
Also, I think I might possibly have the All Things VoiceOver memorized. (I watched it again today for like the 7th time... Not that I'm keeping track). This is from memory, the proof is in possibly small missing words. Unless I get incredibly lucky...
Time passes in moments, moments which, rushing past, define the path of a life just as surely as they lead towards it's end. How rarely do we pause to examine that path, to see the reasons why all things happen, to consider whether the path we take in life is of our own making, or simply one into which we drift with eyes closed. But what if we could pause, stop to take stop of these moments? Might we then see the endless forks in the road that have shaped a life? And then, seeing those, choose another path?
Things got a little choppy there at the end... I'll have to check my work, I think I butchered the last two sentences...
I guess Gillian will just have to forgive me.
-Haley
Sunday, April 1, 2012
How can I ever forgive myself?! [I completely lose it]
Forgive me Father for I have sinned. It's been _____ _____ since my last confession.
I have committed the ultimate sin.
I have betrayed all the ones who love me most.
Today, in an attempt at being more tolerant of those with different romantic view points, I read...
I READ A DSR FANFIC! I'm so sorry! I just wanted to see what in the world could possibly make someone think that Scully should be with Doggett rather than Mulder and curiosity got the best of me. The piece in question consisted of far too much Mulder-bashing for my tastes, and now I'm left with a horrid taste in my mouth.
I suppose that's what happens.
I'm not completely closed minded, I'm sure there are better fics out there, but after that traumatizing experience... I'm not sure I'll ever be ready for those. I think it's good to venture out of your comfort zone when it comes to your OTM (one true match) but I think I'll stick to MSR from now on.
I mean, really! The positive reviews will haunt me in my nightmares.
-Haley
I have committed the ultimate sin.
I have betrayed all the ones who love me most.
Today, in an attempt at being more tolerant of those with different romantic view points, I read...
I READ A DSR FANFIC! I'm so sorry! I just wanted to see what in the world could possibly make someone think that Scully should be with Doggett rather than Mulder and curiosity got the best of me. The piece in question consisted of far too much Mulder-bashing for my tastes, and now I'm left with a horrid taste in my mouth.
I suppose that's what happens.
I'm not completely closed minded, I'm sure there are better fics out there, but after that traumatizing experience... I'm not sure I'll ever be ready for those. I think it's good to venture out of your comfort zone when it comes to your OTM (one true match) but I think I'll stick to MSR from now on.
I mean, really! The positive reviews will haunt me in my nightmares.
-Haley
Frank Spotnitz is in for a suprise [TXF related thoughts]
Why hai there. I've been home since midnight, and I have been seriously procrastinating my homework. There is a distinct possibility of me doing it tomorrow during physics.
Tomorrow my boring life begins the wonderful cycle of eating, swimming, shipping, and occasionally sleeping. Last night I was up til 4 AM. GREAT.
I want to go a little more in depth into said cycle, but honestly, the only thing on my mind is the email I am currently working on in hopes of sending it to Frank Spotnitz, one of the very talented writers who had the pleasure of working on The X-Files. The email started out simple enough, just me wanting to thank the guy for being so freaking awesome, but right now... It's basically me spilling out every single reason TXF matters to me, and how it changed me as a person.
I realize that sounds a little weird, and trust me, I feel weird saying it, especially because I'm so young. To give you an idea, I cannot legally drink. Yeah.
But it really has, and I'm not sure how well I'm getting that point across to Frank. Even if he does get it, there's no telling if he will actually take me seriously or not, and that's what worries me. Here I am, confessing the thoughts and ideas that I hold nearest and dearest to my heart, to someone who probably gets hundreds of emails a day from crazy people like me who don't actually mean it... And runon sentence. But anyway, I'm just basically worried that he won't take me seriously, or he'll get a restraining order. Or both.
Such is the nature of myself though, I sit and worry about all the possibilities, and all that could go wrong. I really want to do this though, because typing this all out on a blog is great and all, but no one will probably ever read it, and I pray to God that Frank reads all of his emails. He doesn't even need to respond! (Although it would be nice to know that he read it.)
It's going to take a lot of courage to press that send button once it's finished.
Wish me luck!
-Haley
Tomorrow my boring life begins the wonderful cycle of eating, swimming, shipping, and occasionally sleeping. Last night I was up til 4 AM. GREAT.
I want to go a little more in depth into said cycle, but honestly, the only thing on my mind is the email I am currently working on in hopes of sending it to Frank Spotnitz, one of the very talented writers who had the pleasure of working on The X-Files. The email started out simple enough, just me wanting to thank the guy for being so freaking awesome, but right now... It's basically me spilling out every single reason TXF matters to me, and how it changed me as a person.
I realize that sounds a little weird, and trust me, I feel weird saying it, especially because I'm so young. To give you an idea, I cannot legally drink. Yeah.
But it really has, and I'm not sure how well I'm getting that point across to Frank. Even if he does get it, there's no telling if he will actually take me seriously or not, and that's what worries me. Here I am, confessing the thoughts and ideas that I hold nearest and dearest to my heart, to someone who probably gets hundreds of emails a day from crazy people like me who don't actually mean it... And runon sentence. But anyway, I'm just basically worried that he won't take me seriously, or he'll get a restraining order. Or both.
Such is the nature of myself though, I sit and worry about all the possibilities, and all that could go wrong. I really want to do this though, because typing this all out on a blog is great and all, but no one will probably ever read it, and I pray to God that Frank reads all of his emails. He doesn't even need to respond! (Although it would be nice to know that he read it.)
It's going to take a lot of courage to press that send button once it's finished.
Wish me luck!
-Haley
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