Keep calm and carry on

UPDATE UPDATE UPDATE

HEY BABES.
( A LITTLE BIT OF SWEAT AIN'T NEVER KILLED NOBODY )

As far as I can remember them are the main things WAIT I bought frozen pizza a few days ago and the free gift was a silicon ice cube tray in the shape of little snowman. It's so cute and so ridiculous it breaks my heart. It really does. Also hakasha how good are you at maths I'm crap at it and this has reminded me to guilt you into studying too.

HOPE EVERYONE'S BEEN WELL. 

 My soul regret is not buying this pantsuit of penguins. And I wanted to post group pictures but then I was all PRIVACY ISSUES WHAT IF OTHERS HAVE THEM.

Happy End of Novembeeeer.

Man, time sure passes by awfully quickly when you're in good weather and drowning in good food. Holiday's over and in fourteen hours or so I'll be on the place back to Japan, and, oddly enough, Real Life. Ramadan's ended, and Happy Party Times to everyone who celebrates Syawal. Didn't do much myself. Ate well, but because I went back to my hometown in Penang when my Japanese friend came to visit me (she did, and so did her parents, and they were marvelous and sweet and I'll talk about 'em more when I get back in my room) no one particularly felt like making the tediously long drive again just a few days after. Luckily I got to meet most of my relatives anyways, so I can't complain c: Everyone looked well, which is all you can ask for, you know?


( I only ever gets bursts or energy when I need them least. )

It's late and I should be sleeping or packing but all I can do is sit here and think about all the food I want to eat, and how being literally warmed (or sunburnt, depending on your exposure to the sun) actually works to warm the heart. Stock of Love to Give has been replenished! 

And did I say I won Most Entertaining/Tried Hardest for the Japanese school's Speech contest? Little sister won Grand Prize. Talented bastard. 

At least, yeah. At least I'm entertaining. Though likely a lot less proficient at Japanese now than I was then. Heh.

And the guy who's the lead in the Bourne Legacy (p sure it's Legacy) is a sad-looking man, and it looks like all I need to support any body is for the person to be sad-looking. 

Alive! And relatively well (in that, golly, it could be quite a lot worse). Finally home-home after quite vigorous traveling!

Internet connection is a bit patchy, and I'll be bloody busy the next few weeks, but I still would've posted moar 'bout my travels, if only picture-uploading would've co-operated. Trying my best. though c:

To varying degrees, both uvrainbow and confidantes took excellent! Care of me! So thank you very much, mmhmm.

I will come bearing fic one day some time soon, but more than anything else;

HOW IS EVERYONE BABES!

My spine is screaming, my shoulders are crying :c

I went out collecting for the Red Cross today, for Japan's Tsunami and Earthquake Relief fund. Was there from half two to six, and met really really really cool people in numbers small enough for me to enjoy myself and not! Get! Freaked out at. We were posted in pairs (never FOREVER ALONE) in the city center, holding out buckets up and asking for donations to be made :>
( sapsapsapsap Japan, I love you )
Man, this was long. And it probably sounds ridiculous and too wimpy and I worry about your thoughts already, but these are my feelings on this terrible terrible disaster and the people who are fighting on.

Phew, all off my chest now u///u On High will be posted tomorrow, probably.

Honey, is good. Got a hospital appointment for tomorrow, must... wake up... in time :c

Why won't a dissertation write itself?!/!

Just now, while studying in the common room, my flatmate the astrophysicist in-training walked in to brew a mug of coffee.

Cheerful worried chit-chat was cheerful and worried (mofo exams start on Monday ahahaha) and I showed her the stuff I was working on.

Doing Japanese grammar at 1 ay emm, I'm so hardcore.

Anyways, while she was leaving, she said she's sure that learning Japanese is as hard as quantum mechanics. I don't think I've ever felt so validated as I did when she said that solemnly.

Because I really really wanted to do cosmology/astrophysics, but my results weren't good enough. And her studying that somehow ties in with me studying what I am studying. Because she thinks I'm smart doing what I do ;~; whereas my general approach is that I do the things I do because I'm not smart enough.

Questionable self-worth at almost 2 am, after several hours of solid studying, but I somehow feel genuinely re-heartened.

Rrrrr. Goodnight everyone <3

I've got two weeks left before I'm due to return to England and study study study. So far? I traveled over 400 miles yesterday, bought a new laptop for my sister today, and am following my brother to apply for a student's visa with tomorrow. All this and I've still not done any summer reading 8'D And am supposedly going off to get a diving license in about a week and a half's time. Ha. HAHAHA.

I'm arriving in England on Monday evening, well-equipped with sleeping bags and such. I shall be spending the night at the airport, and so hope to face terrible jet-lag with a huge smile on my face after getting jacked up on chocolate digestive biscuits whoooot.

I'm sleepy and am due to get up early on Monday, but I'm not going to sleep until I get some important crap done for school (like, y'know, small potatoes like GETTING MY ACCOMMODATION SORTED OUT and GETTING MY SCHEDULE hahaha). My eyes are so dry from wearing contact lenses too long, stick around and I shall quite cry tears of blood.

I think LJ informed me it's Hakasha's birthday today. Now, ha, dunno if you still remember that strange prompt conversation we had about things I should write. I think cats were involved. And robes. And enchantment.

So have at ye, this thing I wrote that'll hopefully eventually be continued:

( Kanda and the Bean Stalk. )

I was told that my shoes looked like Ronald McDonald's today. Somehow that counted as a compliment.

How can I expect to be a decent biologist if I dislike molecular biology as much as I do?

I can't, that's how.

So for the one month and a few days I have before I have to go back to Uni to study, I am reading the bloody textbook and convincing my self I bloody love it. Even if I'm reduced to drawing speech bubbles around key points and sketching Lavi at the side being an insufferable smart bastard.

And the joint-honours students are always the ones who don't get mailed certain very important information, and I want to ask my course mates about it but because I'm so bloody shy I can't make myself do it. Which leaves me in a horrible place.

I should do a count down for when I have to leave home, but I'd start snarling whenever I see it.

All this, and my family still stand by the belief that I am quite good at all school-related matters.

BLOOD HAS BEEN SPILLED FOR LESS AM I RIGHT?

Edit:
Okay by all definitions of the term I'm quite the coward but I also have no tolerance for bloody foolishness. So I manned up in these few minutes, sent a course mate a message asking him about the stuff that I'm worried about, and am now feeling pleased I took such a large mental step 8DDDD Also, Aerosmith's Pink made me start dancing like a madman while mouthing the words (Yeah pink, 's like red but not quuuuuuuuuite,) so while I'm still somewhat depressed, I'm also somewhat elated. I AM A COMPLICATED OYSTER.

Edit's Edit:
Blimey, I reckon it must be quite the absolute turn-off to listen to someone so mad in the head as me. He has replied, and all is well, and I'm not missing a bit of information that is all ways fundamental to my second year. I am very good at completely freaking myself out.

A week to end all weeks.

( And now. For something completely. Differential. )

Aaaaah, everybody, what a week, what a week. I want to go to sleep and wake up a year ago two years on. Or something. Aaaaaah.

That ash cloud is fast becoming the very bane of my existence. It's outpacing homework, laundry, weird weather, and too much daytime not enough night,

Trying to get a flight is like playing some cosmic guessing game, where the thing you have to guess changes for the lulz.

Are we on, are we off?

Call the airport and find out, yes.

See, thing is, the operation hours? Appear to be WHENEVER I AM NOT CALLING THEM. Because. When you've made 5 phone calls at staggered times and still the office is closed?

Sniff a conspiracy babe, because I do.

You'd think. Someone would make up their minds and stick with it. Take charge, stand up and say nonono, that is most dangerous, yes, that blasted cloud, so no one shall fly until. Er. Monday? Yes. Monday.

Which then fails because I know that they're trying to get things up and running as soon as safely possible, and there're loads of unfortunate sods stuck in the airport for days and days and days wanting to be off already, whereas my sister and I are in relative comfort. This does not make me feel anymore kindly towards the delays and insanity, unfortunately. Plus, this is accumulating expenses faster than a very large, sticky ball rolling around on a pile of cash.

Other than that, though, I've had a pretty good time of it. So. Yeah.

My plans are being foiled by an active volcano. A worthy adversary, at least.

F*** YEAH!

THE EXAMS THAT I SO TOTALLY SCREWED UP EARLY THIS YEAR? THOSE ONES? THE ONES THAT WOULD STOP ME FROM GOING TO JAPAN IF I DIDN'T DO WELL?

THOSE ONES?

The lowest I got was a 60%. I DON'T HAVE TO RETAKE ANYTHING.

*hip thrust of JOY*

*thrusts again*

I am unabashedly delighted. After a semester plagued by shit weather, terrible illness (of the ho-shit-coughing-up-blood variety), intense home-sickness and a complete disconnect from lectures, this is just about the best I could expect. Ah, no, this is most definitely better than I deserved <3

Second wind, dear ones, and I totally did just break into dance in my room when I read my results *scurries off to study*