Oh Christ. WHY AM I STILL AWAKE.

My oath, but I am sick of this limbo.

Oh Christ. I think I burst something XD XD



And:

This is the third night the cat came home stinking of rosemary.

*suspicious*

courtesy of icefalcon: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Badger

Note the "...Badgers are capable of fighting off much larger animals such as wolves, coyotes and bears."

Well, Brian Jacques was onto something anyway. But he never got the Badger lords to attack bears. Maybe triumph over bears is yet unprecedented.

With this new information, I think the weakest House is now officially Ravenclaw, although ravens DO pluck your eyes out (Quoth!).

And now:



...suddenly, I feel sorry for the SNAKE.

I've been keeping up with FMA- it's a lot easier when there isn't like 300 chapters to catch up on (OMG Naruto I fail.) BUTBUTBUT-

I MUST FLAIL. IT IS SO AWESOME. ARGH I AM LOST FOR WORDS.

( spoilery McSpoilerrrrrr )

Oh and another thing: I SHOULD BUY THE ENTIRE TAMORA PIERCE COLLECTION Y/Y/MELON?

In conclusion, Anthony Head is <3.

brb, rolling kids up.

(ah the sweet, terrified screams.)

*scenario: playing a word game in class, where the 'it' person has to guess the word. The word is 'orchestra'. A Japanese girl is in the 'it' chair.*

Usually, this game is pretty difficult for the class level.

This took 2 seconds.


Korean guy: Have you seen Nodame Cantabile?

Japanese girl: Hai! Orchestra! *wins for the team*

everyone else: O.o...WTH just happened??


Lesson of the day is = watch anime, has smarts XD

Oh Scott Lynch, why are you so cruel?

At least give us the publishing date! ;_;

(weeeeeeeeeee have been waitingggggg so looooooooooooong)

Sydney was fantastic and wonderful, it was so good to see ingenius_inc (who is such a girlie-girl and chased me with makeup and didn't let me clean or pay for anything and fed me chocolate milk and ARGH RABU) and yukikumo, anotherquickfix and many many others who I have missed dearly.

...I liked it.

I LIKED IT.

Initially, it wasn't promising, like all kdramas end up being;

cruciel: So he finds out THE TRUTH *dadadadam*. Are they going to cry a lot now?
yu_mays: yup. Give them about...three episodes.
cruciel: but they're going to find a glimpse of happiness, right?
yu_mays: uh huh.
cruciel: you might as well tell me who will have the terminal illness now.
yu_mays: ...just watch.

And I did, because the characters were NOT FAKE. AND NO ONE HAS TERMINAL ILLNESS (worth about 5 episodes).

If I said I only watched this for the cameo of the beautiful english sheepdog, I...may be lying.

Bring on Antique Bakery!

ingenius_inc called me twice today, left voicemail messages and texted me. I feel so trite to be writing this, safe in my own home and preparing for work, assuring her that I was okay, eating dinner and checking emails, when there are people right now who have lost everything.

I am so sorry.

I am slowly solidifyingggggg. The heat hurts.

In a happier(?) news, 3rd Narnia is a go! I'm totally not stalking Ben Barnes! I'm the biggest liar ever! I also realised after Caspian, I have an illegal crush on Skandar Keynes. Not only does this make me creepy, but it makes me a total ajumma. Fail.

To make me feel less of a perverted middle aged woman, here's a movie pimping:





Otherwise affectionately known as Nom Nom Nom (lulz), 'The Good The Bad The Weird' is a re-make of the Eastwood movie but with 1) Koreans 2) Manchurian deserts and 3) more kimchi. Oh, and lots of other movie references which makes me suspicious that the director is a huge fanboy (I spied nine, there may be more). I usually hate westerns, with the one exception of 'The Quick and the Dead', and I'm not a fan of Korean movies overall, but the idea of the two together was irresistable like green tea swiss roll.

( Usually people rec Kmovies to me. Today I turn the tables! )

Revamped LJ! Now with more icons!

I'm pretty damn excited about this guys; I'm still experimenting with f-locking and tags and my html skills are pretty much non-existent, but I will be posting more.

I WILL BE POSTING FICS. RL, THIS HAS BEEN YOUR 10 MINUTE WARNING TO EVACUATE.

So, my current housemate yu_mays is a sneaky ninja!scientist who likes springing the odd random question of the day. And totally catch me out with her sneaky!questioning skillz.

We were enjoying a companiable silence on the train; I was shuffling through a travel article about tuk tuks in Bangkok, and she was reading the Valkyrie review.

yu_mays*eyes still trained on the article* "Quick; what do you call a baby deer?"
me: *instantaneously* "Bambi."
yu_mays *Punches the air* "YES! ANOTHER ONE BITES THE DUST!"
me: "..."

She's been doing that to everyone, apparantly.

In my defence, I can only say that I have bleached the word 'fawn' out of my brain, thanks to those hideous stockings we had to wear at school.

Fawn. *shudder*

I finally figured out what was bugging me about Arthur.

He is the lovechild of Dean Winchester and Jack Harkness.

(LET THE FRUIT PELTING BEGIN!)

OMG WHAT.

I think I spent more time on TP today than I did in the entire training course. Talk about a steep learning curve? I think this qualifies as a rabbit hole. Thrown in headfirst.

There was no email, no computers, no access cards, and no library borrowing. Lack of backup really threw me out, so unfortunately I made a bad impression on a fellow teacher who reminded me of Richard Dean Anderson with white hair.


RDA lookalike: *is nice and friendly* "hey, I'm ______, so you're teaching _____ today with ____?"
me: *RICTUS OF FIRST DAY NERVES, ESPRESSO, AND JUST A HINT OF MADNESS* "YES I'M FINE!"
RDA lookalike: "...okay. So. Which country are you from originally? I'm Canadian."
me: "KOREAN! and YES I'M FINE!"
RDA lookalike: "...right. So I think I'll leave you to your photocopying now."
me: *jabbing the scary photocopier button, still grinning hysterically* "YES, I'M FINE!"

I thought I would get a breather tomorrow, being on emergency backup, but I should have read the fine print. Especially the words 'emergency backup'.

*the Coord, looking just as crazed as I am and tottering under a mountain of folders*: SAVE ME! YOU'RE ON ET TOMORROW! HAVE FOLDER! KTHXBAI! *runs away*
me: *stares*
me: *cries*

My housemate is entirely heartless. She laughed when I recounted the day and said "and you thought you wouldn't have to read anything if you were not doing postgrad LIKE EVERYONE TOLD YOU TO."
me: "Shut up, I never want to see a thesis again! I am victim by proxy here!"
cruel!housemate: "lalalalalalalalalala COME BACK TO THE DARK SIDE OUR PHOTOCOPIERS WORK (AND DOES THE STAPLES TOO)."
me: "...this might be a valid argument- wait, NO!"
cruel!housemate: *evil laughs some more*

I TAKE BACK EVERY SINGLE DISRESPECT THOUGHT I HAD ABOUT TEACHERS. EVER.

There are no words to describe what happened on Tuesday morning. At the bus stop of a very busy road, I saw a mother duck with six tiny ducklings. They were casually ambling up the footpath, the little ones waddling furiously to keep up with their mum. They looked like little Lindt chocolate balls brushed with gold on their stomachs. Naturally, I melted at the cuteness.

Then the mother duck, seeing a gigantic human gawking at her babies (a.k.a me), swerved and led the way RIGHT ONTO THE BUSY ROAD, where peak hour traffic were racing past at 70km/h.

"NO!" I screamed, lunging forward. "STUPID DUCK, NOT THAT WAY!" and I tried to sweep them back on to the footpath.

The mother duck, now totally convinced that the gigantic human was going to attack her babies, took a peck at my arm and blithely waddled onto the road.

Cue: pandemonium.

I could only watch in horror as tyres screeched, horns blared, and unsuspecting drivers who only wanted to get to work on time witnessed the most BIZZARE sight of a duck crossing the road with six ducklings in tow, oblivious to everything except her goal: get to the other side where there's a nice shady tree (and, like, get away from that crazy human flailing uselessly on the footpath)

I was so sure I would see duckling pancakes, but I couldn't take my eyes off the road. A Mitsubishi on the other side of the road braked so hard that it was enveloped in tyre smoke; the driver looked so bewildered (the OMGWTFBBQ variety) I burst into hysterical laughter.

The mother duck and all the ducklings survived.

I still cannot believe it.

Was the whole scenario my fault?

P.S- I really want to read Pamela Allen's 'Alexander's Outing' again.

jetlag + work = jelly leg jinx!

Clearly the physical accidents have followed me home.

Awesome trip. Will elaborate once my body stops being confused about which part of the hemisphere it belongs to.

(LJ friendlist says I missed the Backstreet Boys concert. rofl x 10)