I HAVE BEEN MISSING. or my heart has been missing. and I am in the middle of A levels, which is BAD, LIEK. Really bad for a Tenipuri resurgence. And I have totally not been keeping up with the manga beyond what my brother has been telling me. but HOLA, EVERYBODY. I AM NEEDING TO WRITE TEZUKA/ FUJI. SOMETHING. ANYTHING. Please kill me with your prompts. I will churn them out endlessly after the 25th of November. It seems I have missed every fic exchange in the universe (sadfaces). PLEASE GIVE PROMPTS! CRY OF DESPERATION!

ON OTHER THINGS, at present I am hating Pride & Prejudice. Also Othello. Lit on Tuesday boohoohoo.

Right so NO I have not died, just that Cambridge + Philippines + PROMOS took my life away for a while but now that it is all over I am back & LEARNING TO MAKE BENTO. Case in point:




The Japanese make all these incredible molds that make life v v v easy even for one as domestically uninclined as I! *happy squirm* Managed to make everything into flower-shape from my hardboiled egg to my fried egg to my onigiri to my carrots, then filled up all the spaces with cherry tomatoes and broccoli yay.

CAMBRIDGE IS REALLY GORGEOUS & I miss it so much! And Mayon was SMOKIN'. Quite literally. Both places were lovely in their own way & THE FOOD WAS GREAT. It was so amazing in the Philippines cos we got a police escort and all everywhere! && we got to stay in UPNISMED and gawk at their museum of geology and peruse the geology library books :D And play around with the rock specimens. (Serpentine! Muscovite! Biotite! Slate! Conglomerate! etc, etc) ++ the Singapore shirts were awesome they said WE ARE VERY GNEISS at the back (Gneiss is pronounced 'Nice', see) so that helped us Make Friends.

OKAY IMMA SLEEP NOW I HAVE TO WAKE UP TO MAKE MORE BENTO TOMORROW :D

In a bid to make the prospect of getting out of my cocoon of blankets at 7 in the morning to face the world (i.e. try not to whimper and die at the prospect of double Maths) I set Kitto Daijoubu by Arashi as my alarm ringtone, which has the reverse effect of making me get out of bed and stagger around blearily in an approximation of dancing. At this point I want to wax lyrical about my eternal love for Arashi (Nino's flaily hands and general adorable little-kid-ness & Sho's incomprehensible rapping (LIKE JAY CHOU, only Japanese, and that's because I don't get what he's saying ; ;) & MATSUJUN'S ULTIMATE GH3Y (OMGOMGOMG THEY TOOK THE ANGLE ON HIM IN EYES WITH DELIGHT OFF YOUTUBE this is a tragedy of Othello magnitude!!1! & their *AWESOME LYRICS & their amazing music videos and perfomances) Oh Arashi <3 YOU ARE MY SOUL SOUL.

If you have never heard Kitto Daijoubu: go forth now, the world will be a ~better place~ with flying rainbows and flying hearts.

Cases In Point:
* "Tell me what you want, ah ah, weekend gonna make love ah ah, from monday to sunday every every every day lucky lucky lucky my life" -- Kitto Daijoubu
"Oh love you love you, your eyes with delight" -- Eyes With Delight (which I only heard as OH RUBYOU RUBYOU, YOUR LOFF IS DELIGHT for forever)

NOTE TO SELF: MUST. DO. PW. NOW. I woke up at 7.40 to do filing and Evaluation of Solutions before we go for breakfast  at Holland V and I have whiled away my time instead on this black hole called LJ. And I have not packed and I am leaving on Tuesday for two weeks to go to Cambridge!

...epic fail.

The fact that I am posting twice! in! two! days! says something about my rapid re-descent into PoT fandom (and is also related to clicking around all my old Tezuka/ Fuji mems like THIS ONE and looking at screencaps with adorable ichinen Tez (^o^)b which warrants the lame emoticon. seriously. ++ HELLO TO THE NEW FRIENDS I have made, some of whom I have admired from afar after reading their fic -throws confetti around in spazzy fangirl moment-

alksdfjlasdfj I am insanely hungry now I think I could eat a cow. And to think that we just did a comprehension on Animal Rights. BIOFUELS PRESENTATION WAS OKAY & I am v thankful.

Ack a Woman from the Student Affairs Centre just called to menace me about the blazer I loaned all the way back in like, May ): graaaaarh.

Out of boredom (I have such bad time management inorite :0 ) -

1. Pick any original/fandom character I've ever written. (the former does not apply in my case)
2. Ask this character three (and only 3) questions.
3. a. The character will answer the questions, or
    b. I will write you a drabble using your question as a prompt.

right so the cactuscontinuum fic is finally! concluded! after much angst (thank you to thea and naomi for saving my ass and beta-ing despite pdubs) and it is up so I am feeling marginally less irresponsible. unfortunately my pot_bth fic is due too and I doubt there will be any time in Cambridge to finish it up ie I have to FINISH IT BEFORE I GO cri cri omg why did I sign up for this anyway *______* if I had the time I would be ruminating on why I actually find Oshitari/ Gakuto fic 23084384 times easier to write than Tezuka/ Fuji (there are so many reasons for this omgz) but unfortunately I am supposed to be doing a worksheet on Biofuels (also known as using animal poop to power cars) and my youngest brother is leaping around singing the Pokemon Centre healing song thing so I will just merrily announce that I AM REALLY DEAD FOR THE INTERNATIONAL EARTH SCIENCE OLYMPIAD hereby known as IESO which makes me feel damn terrible about the fact that they are sending me and three people all the way to the Philippines to compete D: against teams like the US, who have their own website and apparently undergo some major intensive training  doom sia.

WELL ANYWAY on a more optimistic note: I AM REALLY EXCITED ABOUT A) GOING TO THE UK NEXT TUESDAY B) GOING TO THE PHILIPPINES TO LOOK AT MT MAYON AND STAY IN THE UNIVERSITY HOSTEL WITH CHARLOTTE oh what havoc we will wreak. There are many PoT fans in the Philippines ehhhh how cool right maybe I'll run into some :D :D

This is an excerpt from the Wedding Scene in College Play.

Mrs Soames (an old woman who pretty much sounds like she's completely on drugs): ... doesn't she make a lovely bride!

George (the groom, in reply to the minister): I do.

I find the above insanely amusing, and have to try hard to suppress my giggles throughout it. I suppose if it gets too bad I can stuff my face into my fake bouquet and pretend to be overcome with emotion.

What I do not find quite as amusing is the following.

Mr Booth: We'll work on the kissing and so on later -waves hand dismissively-

(My co-actor and I look at each other in horror; we're doing Our Town by Thornton Wilder and he is George Gibbs and I Emily Webb, so we are... marrying each other in Act 2. There are a good number of really soppy lines that just call for High School Musical songs to be playing in the background, we have to 'fall into each other's arms', and 'run joyously up the aisle' of the Performing Arts Centre)

Me: Mr Booth... you don't really mean it, do you? We don't have to do the kiss, right...?

Mr Booth (with surprise): Why, of course you do!

IT IS ENTIRELY TOO LATE TO PLAY APRIL FOOL'S JOKES, MR BOOTH. I am going to get lynched by my co-actor's bloody harem (not kidding on that one)! alskdfjalksdjflkjfs.

I needed a break from a) the Tezuka/Fuji that is EATING MY LIFE b) Chinese 作文 c) GRAPHING AND LINEAR INEQUALITIES D: so I will do a prompt someone gave me a long! time! ago!
...it turns out I have forgotte how to titrate, so I will tackle that topic another day. uwaaaaa ;_; Ms Goh would be so ashamed of me.

I could possibly be the only person in the world who cracked up at this -->

The five basic metamorphic textures with typical rock types are:

Slaty: slate and phyllite; the foliation is called 'slaty cleavage'

obviously, geologists have a lot more than rocks on their minds.

the two above concepts always appear in the same sentence when I think about the first. I believe they have a cause-effect relationship. I will draw a graph to illustrate it someday. aklsdjfalskjflsjdf this unit on Graphing Techniques is driving me a bit insane, I suppose this serves me right for skipping math lectures (in defence: I was sick! and absent from school!) and playing Tetris on my graphing calculator the rest of the time.

On other things, there is a video circulating around class on valval_zai's handphone that is four minutes long and of me completely embarrassing myself while playing pokemon in the RI canteen. Apparently key highlights include me shrieking NO! NO! AAAAAAH I NEED A POTION NOW (and permutations thereof) as well as shaking the DS and going manically YAY YAY YAY EMBERRRRRR BURN, RATTATA, BURN UNDER THE MIGHT THAT IS CHARMANDER, LEVEL 9! HAHAHAHAHA.

....I wouldn't know, nobody's letting me near the vid for fear I delete it. >:/ Also I don't remember doing any of the above, um. Perhaps my brain deletes embarrassing memories automatically, but in that case it is likely that I will only have about 16% of my memories from the day I was born. Which says a lot, really. D:

They cancelled 2.4km run on Friday because of intermittent lightning! Which means we have to run it next Friday instead. Woe!

Chocolate fudge cake yay. Technically it belongs to my sister, who brought it home from her friend's house, but! She is at my aunt's until tomorrow and she's in the papers anyway so I doubt she will begrudge me the cake 0:) since she has NATIONAL FAME already uwaaaaa.

BACK TO MATH, which I have been neglecting for my fic writing >____< ack. vierblith_tefu!!!! I am horribly sorry, my knitting fic petered out so I am reserving it for something else when I do not need to stick tightly to "hobby".  I promise I will dedicate it to you when I write it. So now I have this weird pseudo AU that is plotless and long and eating my life completely and I think Fuji is beginning to sound like a stalkerly pedophile aaaaaaah HUGE PANICKY FLAILING.

If you have not seen the musical with Fred Astaire and Cyd Charisse = The Bandwagon, GO FORTH NOW AND WATCH IT.

I am here to say in absolute horror that I am completely and utterly stumped on my cactuscontinuum fic D: Which is to say that I know where I want to go with it, and I have a semi-coherent anchoring concept for the whole thing but I don't know how to start it, aaaaaangst and woe. I really need to find a concept beta to throw ideas at or something ASAP. flaaaaaails.

On other things, KYOGRE AT LEVEL 83 <3. I will aspire to get to Battle Tower with at least three level-100 pokemon. Instead of playing Pokemon, however, I should really be catching up on my Economist/ National Geographic backlog or writing _sine her long promised Sirius/ Remus. In my own defence I spent the afternoon being a geog geek and reading my human/ phys geog notes, not even straying to do anything except nap for half an hour. Of course I just read all the fics on balls_it_up and am currently completely braindead, but that is not the point :x at least I can claim some productivity today, right? Yay for huge sheafs of notes on plate tectonics (earthquakes! mantle convection currents! compressional boundaries! love waves, body waves, rayleigh waves! faults!) -has major dork moment- I think geog is as exciting as PoT. aaaaah blasphemy.

College Play casting out tomorrow; there are 23 parts and I will not be shattered if I don't get one because I really want to get into the tech room :O

HOBBIES. WHAT HOBBIES INVOLVE UNRAVELLING OR DECIPHERING THAT I CAN ACTUALLY UNDERSTAND ;_; knitting not inclusive.

Should I get the new Arashi album, since my mother is being so open to the idea? She has marginally disturbing fangirly moments about Nino, but that is possibly a good thing for me. ^_^ NAPFA TOMORROW, cri cri omg, inclined pull ups and sit and reach <-- sometimes i cannot believe that i ever did ballet, since my scores TOTALLY BELIE THIS. this is all my own fault for being a slug and falling sick last week, because now am srzly unfit.

I am here for the simple expedient that I need to document my temporary lapse into childhood idiocy, i.e. I nicely asked to borrow my brother's Nintendo DS and spent my evening getting reacquainted with Pokemon (sapphire version, in case anyone was wondering). I was wandering around on route 124 via Swampert's Surf when I decided to go check out my Pokemon collection in Lanette's PC! It turns out I have 111 Pokemon (I think that's quite pathetic D: ) and my brother (who is only organised when it comes to things like this) very kindly organised my pokemon collection into boxes by type. It is inordinately amusing that I have a box, therefore, called eggs, because of the many eggs my Pokemon have apparently laid in the breeding centre and which I have never been bothered to try hatching D: obvs I have No! Maternal! Instincts!

What pleases me is that I can still defeat the Elite Four and the Champion in less that twenty minutes with two Pokemon alone (well, they are level 76 and 82 respectively, but still.) Why am I such a little kid ;_; I am possibly the only person I know who still plays Pokemon at this age. But oh, Kyogre, how I have missed you <3

...also, it turns out that with great insensitivity I named one of my Pokemon UGLY, once. And Pokemon don't get rename tokens alsdfjalskdalsdkfj. Oh well, the folly of youth.

now off to angst about my tremendous unproductivity (because of Pokemon and the presence of Malaysian relatives whose national pastimes are eating and shopping, in that order) and MY UNDONE CHINESE WORKSHEETS and my feminist speech which ends with a combination of  BURN THE BRAS!!1! and that Mary Poppins suffragette song. -crosses fingers- please don't let Mrs Lee throw me out of class tomorrow.

and I believe it was - the introduction of American Idol."

I just watched We Will Rock You, which is AN AWESOME BEYOND BELIEF MUSICAL, not just because of the Queen songs but also thanks to the witty pop cultural references, list of which is below under the cut because too much flaily incoherence at this time of the night is. Not so good for the flist.

The thing about being Chinese, I realise, is that every story imaginable has a moral to it.

No, seriously. My Chinese textbook has what would be really beautiful stories, about Singapore's fading chinatown and falling flowers as a metaphor for the passing of one's father and stuff like that, but they are all irrevocably and inevitably ruined! by the subsequent moralising. things like FILIAL PIETY and DON'T LOSE THE CULTURE and DON'T FORSAKE OUR CHINESE ROOTS.

TEN WHOLE YEARS OF THIS. And the rest of this year, too. alksjdfalskdfj my whole life in Chinese class thus far has been a giant exercise in morality.  not on, 政府, not on. maybe this is entirely a Singaporean thing, but I doubt it.

so much chinese homework to do over the weekend cri cri omg. flaaaaaail.

any reviews are welcome; i like feedback of any kind (:

ULTIMATE FAIL AT WRITING WITTY EXCHANGES. I'm going to stick to Oshitari/ Gakuto (cries)

Comments are seriously loved/ appreciated. As is any feedback for improvement \(^_^)/

Will continue this after next week, as pointlessly plotless as it might be.