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Date: Saturday, November 7, 2009
Location: Bren Events Center Mesa Rd. and West Peltason Dr. Irvine, CA 92617
Time: Doors open at 2PM Show from 3PM-6PM Meet and greet at 6PM-7PM
Ticket Prices: Presale: UCI Students - $10 General - $12
At-door: UCI Students - $13 General - $15
Free admission for children 12 & under.
How to purchase:
In-person: Directing members of LTP, VSAUCI, and hosting teams will have tickets available for pre-sale.
At-Location: Tickets may be purchased directly at the Bren ticket office.(Hours: Mon - Fri, 10am - 6pm)
By-Phone:For those who cannot get tickets with the above options, you may phone the Bren to reserve your ticket for Will Call. We recommend this option because of the lower service charge.
Online: Ticketmaster is an option for those who do not wish to stand in line on the day of the event. Keep in mind we have no power over the service charge that they placed upon the tickets.Let me know if you have any questions!
My best adventures are often experienced alone, a perfect moment when thoughts and past experiences meet in the indescribable thrill of the moment.
This time, it was the drive home. The radio's surprising tunes in tune acted as my movie score. Windows down, hoodie off, the chilly cool breeze breathed life into my car, just cold enough to remind me of the little things that make me happy.
I needed that breath of fresh air. I needed this perfect moment.
I miss the days when I visited here regularly. I miss the time when my thoughts flowed freely, when life was full of the same amount of ups as downs and I could sort it all out with a few sentences, some metaphors and maybe a song and dance.
Maybe things with change in the near future when I will have to pick this back up.
I'm going to have to start "blogging" for work purposes, but before that can happen, I'm going to have to force myself to pick this back up, formulate thoughts and put words together for people to understand. I don't think I've even written a full email let alone type about interesting things over 140 words. We all have to start somewhere. No time to panic or complain.
So you, the imaginary audience that I will have to direct my thoughts and comments to in my "blog," will get to hear tons about my cool life at work, the links soon to follow. (Sidenote: I'm not a fan of the term "blog" and "blogging." I'll get used to it, but it doesn't mean I have to like it. )
The extra cool thing about the few people who get to read things here is that you can have a behind-the-scenes look at my progression from, well, me, to a more professional and more mature me! I can't even say that without laughing. This is going to be tough.
Twitter. I did not want to add yet another social experiment since I did not understand what the fuss was about (still learning), but after 11+ social online experiments, how could I refuse? A one-minute nudge from Cathy, and the rest is days old news.
So I added Twitter. I think it will work out. The reason I haven't been posting here is that my thoughts on various subjects have been too short and segmented to be formed into a whole entry. Twitter is apparently the answer for that. Also, apparently, every attempt to update my journal turns into some long-winded complaint about aspects of my life.
With shorter (140 words to be exact) entries, or thoughts, I think more happiness will shine through. Plus, for once I'm taking the time to design a background!
I think I've hit a solid save-point in this transitional phase of my life. After the last project, I have more confidence in my abilities, no matter how many times my art director makes me redo a one-page layout. I've been reading up on diacritics and international typography, coming up with neat ideas for websites, and really trying to get back into drawing.
Before there was drawing (in middle school, or high school was it?). Now there is drawing and scanning and digitizing through vectoring and shading and uploading and sharing!
Ultimately, I hope Twitter becomes the tool that will aid in pushing me to continue the many projects I've given myself. For once in 5 years, I'm busy on my own terms. This is where I regain my sense of self, and hopefully share some of my inspiration along the way.
Most importantly, I wanted this screen name before someone else took it. You know the screen name. =)
Wow. Where oh where do we begin? High spirits, broken spirits, determination, rebuilding dreams, nights of unrest, a sense of hope, and a little rain to wash it all away.
After another tiresome project and missing more important events and people in my life, I think it's time to move on. I joined for the fun, and I will honestly say I didn't have much fun, but I guess fun's no longer the focus of my life. It never really was, anyway. Whether it's my own imagination and interpretation of events or just my dumb luck, I feel like "fun" is floating further and further away. I'm content, but when was the last time I really had an awesome day, carefree and alive?
What I do get, however, is a very sweet taste of accomplishment and knowing that I have grown stronger. I have so much hope for our community, and although the weight of dropped balls (left and right!) got me so down the majority of the time, the good deeds, kindness, and meaning within every word of every story and of every photo kept my heart afloat.
With all that said and done, I haven't been able to grasp my sense of life after crawling out of hibernation. I'm trying to reevaluate my life, trying to figure out the things that matter the most to me, keeping up my responsibilities, and trying to find that which makes me happy, then balancing the two while trying to catch the fun that's been floating away.
I really need some personal time. That is, I need to grab my bike, drive to towards the coast, and ride until my legs fall off or until I fall over. I wish I could do that every day. I wish I could bike or rollerblade to work! This is how I kept it together in Irvine.
Since moving back home after college, my spirit has been a little, bruised... however, once I figure out the things I need to figure out, I think I'll pull out of this transitional stage of life a better, stronger, and happier person.
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This is going to be tough.