I'm still off having a lovely time in New York with my boyfriend. XD I'll be home in a little over a week to make a grand update. <3

I depart tomorrow for my flight, but as I wait I realize there were several things I had to do first.

The obvious things were to tidy up the living space and pack; both which turned out to be more difficult than they should have been. As I gathered my clothes for a three week vacation, I realized that my suitcase was simply too small. How was I to fit six hoodies into that little space? Thankfully, I'm quite adept at making things fit into tight spaces (let us casually wave at the many perverted jokes that just flew through my head). So, while I have yet to stuff my shampoo, conditioner and various other hair products into my suitcase, I'm sure that Project Runaway will be a success.

I also had to charge and sync my Zune. Spite my efforts, my music still loads unorganized --and I SLAVE over the production of organization so I really don't understand why this keeps happening. Charging the Zune was a simple task, of course, but I had to redo all of my music organization and then I had accidentally deleted several albums from the Zune when I was trying to make sure no duplications had occurred. I think technology just hates me. 

In the end I only ended up with 38 artists, 167 albums and 1,096 songs --which come to a total of 6.69 GBs. I seriously need to get the rest of my music.

I also stopped by the library to pick up two books. The History of Japan which is...obviously about the history of Japan, and Soldiers of the Sun which is about the history of Japan's imperial army. Yes, I know they might seem like a boring read, but I enjoy this sort of thing. =D It keeps me happy.

FUN FACT: The artists that have taken over my Zune are as follows:

12012
3 Doors Down
Alice Nine
An Cafe
Aqua
Avril Lavigne
Blink-182
B'z
Caramell
Chieko Kawabe
Creed
D
Disturbed
Do As Infinity
Drowning Pool
Fall Out Boy
Frank Sinatra
Gackt
Gazette
Halo (Soundtrack, I forget the names of the guys who made them.)
High and Mighty Color
JackRose
Jay-Z & Linkin Park
Linkin Park
Ludwig van Beethoven
Miyavi
Mudvayne
The Offspring
Papa Roach
Phantasmagoria
Queen
The Rat Pack
Saliva
Spice Girls
System of a Down
Trapt

(I still need to add Say Anything and Michael Buble. XD)

Finally, I get to take a real vacation.

I don't think I've really taken a vacation in years. The last time I traveled to see family was for my cousin's funeral, the time before that was so I could see my dying grandmother and go to her funeral and the time before that was so I could see the same dying grandmother on her birthday. Not really that fun.

Now, I get to travel to New York to spend twenty wonderful days with my boyfriend. I honestly never thought I'd be able to get the chance to spend so much time with him at once, but because of both of our amazing parents we get to finally be together. Amazing and wonderful and absolutely TREMENDOUS! <3

So, I'm HAPPY and JOYOUS and I FINALLY get to take a vacation. =D

By God's Favor I Conquer

What is the meaning behind your birth name?
Submitted by turtlegod.

My full name is Brittany Michelle Mitchell.

Brittany means From Britain, but I'm certainly not from Great Britain --nor is anyone in my family. A dictionary of names says the following about Brittany:

"Your name Brittany has given you tenacity of purpose and has made you extremely independent. Whatever you undertake, you approach from your own point of view, and others either have to conform to your ideas or go their own way and leave you to work things out for yourself. You are so narrowly focused in your pursuits that you frequently overlook the little personal considerations and attentions that create a bond of understanding and sense of companionship. Thus it is difficult for you to merge your efforts harmoniously with others. In the home, you can inadvertently be offhand and abrupt when you would really like to show your affection. In circumstances that require a little finesse, you find that you are inclined to be too direct and straight to the point and suffer frustration in your personal relationships as a result. Tension could affect the eyes, ears, teeth, or sinuses. Frequent head colds or severe headaches are potential problems."

Most of that is extremely true; especially the part about the head colds and severe headaches. D;

Michelle means Who Resembles God. I'm pretty sure I don't resemble God, but I'm much more reliable. ;D A dictionary of names says that this name makes me "stable, trustworthy, homeloving, and logical in practical matters" which I believe is true. However, it also says that I do not have great "ambitions, vision, or imagination" which I do not believe is true.

My last name, Mitchell, is Scottish and has a meaning that is something like Who is Like God. X3 I believe that those of the Mitchell family are very proud people, at least if they are the sort of family that delves deeply into their roots --which mine does. <3

Everyone has an identity crisis at least once in their life; whether your coming into your teens, heading into adulthood or hitting middle age. Some people like to say that they've always known who they are --that they've never had a problem with standing tall and saying, "This is who I am!" I like to believe that these people simply had their identity crisis at such a young age that they can't remember it.

To me, simply saying that you are who you are isn't enough. You have to make a stand for what makes you you. If you're a hardcore punk that fights against the man then stand up and shout, "I am a punk!" If you rave all night long and dance to whatever techno nonsense that makes it big these days then stand up and shout, "I am a raver!" If you run around the country snapping pictures of wildlife or just people for the sake of indulging in the art then stand up and shout, "I'm a photographer!" It may seem silly, but it's what makes you the person that you are.

It's not just your actions or the way you present yourself, it's what you devote yourself to.

I am a martial artist, what are you?

The one thing that I've always wanted was a pair of knee high converse. I mean, if you're a psychotic Chuck Taylor fiend like myself then you'd understand that a pair of knee high converse are a must have! However, I've never been able to find them. I mean, never. That is, until yesterday when I was casually strolling through the mall with my mother and father.

My eyes fell upon those gorgeous black and white beauties and I my face lit up in a way that it hasn't in months! I was over joyed at the fact that I found my dream shoes! I mean, I snatched them right off their stand and held them to my chest as if they were a precious child. The people at the cash register just laughed at me as though I were a psychopath...but, meh, they weren't far off.

Sadly, I currently don't have a job which means I don't have money to just me throwing around. I might feel as if I need those babies, but I'm not foolish either. I'll just have to wait until my vacation is over. Then, I'll get a job and blow my paycheck on a couple of pairs.

Hey! I'm allowed to indulge every once and a while. =D

My brother and I are only ten months apart in age. He's currently nineteen, and I'm eighteen.

Since we were teeny tiny we've been at each others throat; trying to prove we're better than the other. He's always beat me were size and strength was concerned, but I was always better at school and getting good grades. I was also more sociable than him, which made it easier for me to deal with people --which, occasionally, worked in my favor.

My brother is also an excellent martial artist and although I've been practicing for nearly as long as him, I'm not nearly as good. I lack confidence in myself to be as good as him, but he doesn't mind pushing me around from time to time to prove I'm better than I say. Occasionally, I train with him to improve my ability to "move like water" or "roar like fire" or maybe even be "unpredictable like wind". He's not the best teacher, though. He tends to get rough once he gets frustrated --and that, usually, leads to me getting hurt.

We still compete like children, though. Who has the best trivial information, or who can be the biggest dork? Who knows more about Marvel Comics and who can get the T.V. controller first? They're just silly things, but a day without such things seems...incomplete. Nearly trivial in itself.

Well, hello there.

:D I'm [ L O V E], a veteran blogger who decided to take up the ropes once more. I must admit, Vox wasn't my first choice -- I mean, I considered Blogger, Xanga, LiveJournal and all those cool places first, but I figured a place like Vox was where I person like me belonged. So...home sweet home! <3

I write about my life and things that move me mostly, so I apologize now if anything I say offends you. I have a hard time holding my tongue -- I actually think it's a little traitorous, really. Also, I might say a lot of things that are incorrect, so feel free to correct me. I don't mind being naive, but for god's sake! I'm not ignorant.

RAWR, let me think.

...I write more than I really should, I guess. XD I always have something to say and if I'm not talking I'm typing away. It makes me happy when people pay attention to what I have to say, but at the same time I don't really want to be the object of conversation. >o< Silly, really.

Oh, woe is me. I just wasn't made for social intercourse.