Day's Climax


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Rebirth


New life, new time, new love. The past no more than a memory. Failure failed to foil my future. Samuel once again failed, however this failure was embraced. If there is one love in one life than its this time. Three years ago, fate seemed seal. Fate hated me and played games with my existance, her humor twisted and an unparalelled stain. She finally released me from her grip, though leaving me on a leash, keeping me in touch with reality. Life has come to walk with me arm in arm, death stopped for coffee two blocks away. He won, this time he won. Victory/Failure. Samuel F. Ivanna; Failure forgot to set it's alarm.

Intro 1

Samuel calls it a night when his comfortable home calls him away from the Italian buffet. He catches a final glimpse of failure on his way out. Unlike most failures, this unique failure was neutralized by a feeling of victory. The feeling of courage and accomplishment although the hopelessness still remained.
Samuel's brief conversation with failure proved to him that he had a plan. The plan was to make his dreams a reality. He always dreamed about having a girlfriend, but never had one. Talking to inevitable failure, also known as "Kelly", was a giant step to his "Dream Concretion"; the act he must take to make his dreams a reality.
Unfortunately, for Samuel, she had already a boyfriend, so he tasted failure for the millionth time (as expected). Not only was he rejected, the fear caused by the risk of failure was rejected. He lost, but he won. Victory/Failure. Samuel F. Ivanna; Failure was his middle name.

8/4/2K1


New Career?


Not only was good ol' Pyro reunited with the "arc". The games, men, confounded women, and games were all present; All joined together to bring pleasure to eachother. However, rejection from women isn't pleasureable to Samuel.

Samuel expanded his hidden music talent. His sense of rhythm and athletic ability allowed him to dance. Also, his developed hand-eye coordination, along with a sense of rhthm gives him the "DJ" talent. Without a woman, Samuel would never be happy, but music can distract his mind. Faliure/Victory. Samuel F. Ivanna; Failure is his middle name.

8/6/2K1


The Curse


Everyone knows that the sixth is one of the worst days of the month. At least for me it is. If you know me, I constantly obsess over the fact thaat I have a great desire for a girlfriend. Today, I've seen nothing but couples and untouchablly beautiful women during my daily outing; a truly depressive sight. It's like they were taunting me. It's not my fault women have no interest in a passive creativist. I seem to neither wield the proper social skills, nor the sexually attractive physical appearance. I guess I'll just wait untill someone comes along that can like me the way I am. Until then, I shall remain lonely. Samuel F. Ivanna. Failure is my middle name.

8/7/2K1


Incompatibilities


My teachers have always told me that working in groups is easier than working alone, but for me it's not. I'd rather worry about myself than me and three other people. Since I have different ways of thinking, acting, and viewing life, I'm in constant conflict with optimists (especially feminine optimists). I call myself a partially pessimistic realist. I think everyone should work alone because one person's stubborness or mistake would plague the whole group.
Another reason I don't like working with groups is because I have troubles opening up to people. Once you lower your guard, you welcome injury and betrayal. I must conclude saying that being suspicious is better than being used. Samuel F. Ivanna; Failure is inevitable.