...Or was that his left nut. Idk, nobody ever quite got around to telling me what Toronto was. Here until Sunday then banhammered through exams. If you see me online from the 12th to the 15th, punch me somewhere sensitive plzkthx.


I'm feeling shitty, guys. I feel like I have this little cloud hovering and raining on me, perpetually even though krissified alleviated it today hi krissi ilu. I don't know. Should I be exorcised, or should I be wearing sweatpants and starring in a Zoloft commercial?



Like that.

P.S.: HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY, HIYOSHI. YOU'RE STILL MY FAVOURITE. GEKOKUJYOU THEM IN THE BACKSIDE, HYOUTEI BOY. ♥ ♥

So I can apparently go to Toronto for ten dollars on the weekend of the fifth? Awesome, I say. Well, in any case, it's better than the usual $17-or-thereabouts. Saving money, it's great~!

Now I just hope enough people sign up so that they don't cancel it. Sob. I tried to make my future roomate go and Meet The Siblings, but he refused, thank havens. He's the Future Roomate that reminds me a lot of Ohno Satoshi from ARASHI, and from here on will be referred to as Ohno. Got that?

By the way, if you want Christmas cards from me, flist, the sign-up-- friends-locked, comments screened-- is Oh holy shit, what-- here.

Wondering about that stutter? I just received this email:

Hello All

FYO

(Uncle) Mungal collapsed at a function in POS Saturday and died.
[my mother, his sister], [My uncle, his brother] and [my great-aunt, his aunt] went to Freeling Street and between them and [my cousin, his son] and [my cousin, his daughter], informed [my grandmother, his mother].who is fine.
Apparently he was at some peripheral cultural show related to the Commonwealth Heads of Government function being held at the Qeen's Park Savannah where he was to read some poetry.
That's all I know at this time

Love Dad

...that was abrupt. I don't know what to think. He was in his seventies, a pain in my ass, still lived with his mom, had two children who were too ashamed of him sometimes to admit he was their father, was divorced and had a third child of whom we never knew, and was generally a crazy person, but he was my uncle, and he was a family fixture, and in our own screwed-up way I believed we all loved him. He was a product of this family. He was not independent of it.


...I believe he's the first of my mother's siblings. Or even of my mother's family, even her mother's sisters. Everybody's got to be feeling a bit fragile right now. I want to call home. I don't care how late it is. I want to be home for the funeral. Or else I'll never believe he's gone. It'll just be one of his massive jokes, yeah? I'll never believe it if I don't see it, but I won't get home in time, will I?

...Shit, have to go and make a phone call right now. Even if it's four am at home.

THIS

THIS TIMES A THOUSAND

So I made out with someone for the first time on Friday becoming Saturday, 21st becoming 22nd, November, 2009. There are now two beautiful people with confident strides walking around campus bearing the marks that I gave them, and everyone is fucking jealous of me.

I still wish it had been her.







My heart is an idiot.




I want to come back to LJ, you guys. I miss everybody so fucking much.

Okay! When I last spoke to everyone, I was in Helsinki, remember? Well, I'm in Moscow now. Wondering how I got there? Hang on to your hats.

From the three days or was it two days in Helsinki, one day of which was spent being ferried to Estonia and back, we spent LITERALLY five minutes in Stockholm. Feuillu, laugh all you like. I didn't even know we were going there until we were already in the plane-- I was sure we were going to Saint Petersburg.

Finland was really fun, though. They have trams going everywhere, and the markets are really nice-- I bought strawberries and a pair of gloves, if you wanted to know-- even if the names, especially the men's names, try to murder your tongue. I ate Indian food there, which I was slightly ashamed about. We have that at home, I mean. Ugh.

From Stockholm, we flew to St. Petersburg at met up with the tour group. Went to see a ballet, a very modern Romeo and Juliet that was actually really good, even if--well. Tybalt and Mercutio-- that wasn't subtext anymore, kiddies. Even I may have blushed.

Here were the places we have trekked across Russia since:
St Petersburg [three days of frozen hell, I barely saw the Hermitage 'cause I was too busy being crushed by people in it]
Volgograd [way south on Volga]
Saratov
Samara
Ulyanovsk [Ladybugs EVERYWHERE, landing on your head and pants and I fished one out of our guide's hair, if there were any monuments I didn't see them 'cause I was too busy not stepping on the damn things]
Kazan [Capital of the Republic of Tatarstan, they have this food that's soaked in honey, my mother was disgusted but I STUFFED MY FACE]
Kostroma [Beautiful weather held! I walked around in a T-shirt!]
Yaroslavl
Uglich [I was sick for these two cities and didn't see them]
Moscow [I'm here right now.]

The names are beautiful-- Maaya, if you're reading this, there's a waitress named Kseniya like your niece and you never told me IT SOUNDED SO NICE-- and the diminutives are really cute. Idk, there's just something about the burly restaurant manager telling you his name can be made into 'Andreyusha.'

Estonia and Finland both had a lot of sunflowers. I haven't seen many, if any, in Russia as yet. Dammit, I can't remember any In Soviet Russia jokes but the staircases REALLY DO CLIMB YOU, DAMMIT.

I'm three-quarters of the way through Lolita and one-third of the way through The Brothers Karamazov. So far, I've seen three monuments to Dostoyevsky, but none to Nabokov.

You might have realized I said little about Tallin.

( Eduard might be able to illustrate it better, aka, have Hetalia fic )

Idk, I never see Estonia, which is a shame 'cause he's a sweetheart.


Krissified! If you're in Toronto, my da says I can visit you if you'd like. If anything, soon I'll be coming down to Toronto on the weekends.

Fuck, it's cold here.

More later. ~♥

Logging on hotel WiFi to assure everyone that I'm not dead! Just... Port-of-Spain, Toronto, Reykjavik or was it Keflavik, whichever, Helsinki, Taillin, and now back to Helsinki, all in about five days. And tommorow it's on to Moscow. So many vital regions, so little time. I feel so dirty

Wait, Ottowa's Canada's capital, yeah? So what's Toronto, his right nut?

So...there's a typhoon battering Taiwan? Twitch, dearest, are your parents alright? Why yes, I totally logged on to ask you this.

How are you going, everybody? It's 9PM Finnish time, or 2AM TT time, and I'm about to pass out, but I can't until I know you're okay. So...everyone?

More later, when I'm coherant enough to make all the Hetalia injokes I KNOW are there. Prolly much later, knowing me.

sapphire_pyro? Are you alright? I haven't seen you in forever.

Two more days or so till Russia! I'll leave an answering machine if you want to scream at me, don't worry. Until then-- recs, to entertain you while I'm gone.



Wondering why I so callously abandoned you lately? I could say it was because I was packing and prepping for university and this great big change in my life, but I would be lying. In point of all actual fact, I was devouring every single thing I could conceivably get my hands on from this author, whose livejournal is maderr. I started reading, and before I knew it, two weeks had passed! I was quite shocked at myself.

You didn't think I'd leave you bereft with just that, did you, beloveds? Even though 'that' is approximately ten novels plus assorted shorter stories. Well, I've also been reading (and re-reading, and re-reading) this webcomic called HERO, who has everybody who reads it pimping it out because it is so friggin' addictive. I'm no exception. This shit is the best shit. I only DEAL with the best shit, so when I say it's good, it's good.

And finally, a poem which I have been keeping open in tabs longer than is possibly healthy, called Minature Bridges, Your Mouth. I wanted to save it for my waifu's anniversary, but...eh. It's too nice not to share. I think I'll put it wherever I can.

More later. I miss you guys.

IT IS MA WAIFU'S BIRTHDAY UP IN HERE

GO TWITCH
GOOOO TWWWITTCH~~~
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Hi, everyone. I was trying to be an LJ hermit. I failed. Stop destroying my willpower over the internet, you stupid awesome people. Making another post later tonight with recs. Up YOUR wazoo. That's right.

I should post as much as I can before I leave on next week Thursday. I love you all. I've been haunting your journals, even if you don't see me. I AM THERE. WATCHING YOU.

~♥

I want you to ask me something you think you should know about me, something that should be obvious, but you have no idea about, or something you've always been curious about but have never asked, or something completely silly that you'd like me to answer for kicks. No limits on the range of questions, either: ask me anything you want to know about, whether it's a fannish opinion or a question about a fic of mine or trivia about my real life or my thoughts on events in the offline world.

I snatched it away from Mith, who I do not talk to enough. Anonymous posting is permitted, as always.
__

Off to find new icons. Will refrain from stealing from igiko this time, really, I swear, honest.

Um. Hi? And welcome, incredibly belatedly, neocloud9 She's here at last, bitches.

SO. A lot happened. I graduated again, for a start, from the school which I attended for a year to 'get a feel' for the Canadian system of schooling. The ceremony was stupid, freezing and distressingly magic. There was a lot of undertones involving vampires and dead people, which I could have done without, but which were fairly par for the course. Sigh. My last grad took place in a church, and then in a nightclub, so there was none of that. Which might have been a good thing, idk. At least the food was good, and the whole evening culminated in a terribly awkward sleepover and crippled feet. A night to remember? Surely. Feels weird that I won't be back there in September. Like it was a really long dream. And I know i slept on the lobby couch a lot, but that's just ridiculous.

There was my cousin's wedding. It was... well. You'll see the pictures of me in a sari soon enough, I daresay. As to the rest...I have not the energy to capslock again, so I'm going to illegally and without permission cut and paste that conversation with George.

Wow. I hope he didn't hear that.

me: Also, I should totally tell you about the music video
My cousin got married.
It was epic.
The Master of Ceremonies was all, 'please direct your attention to the telescreens'
and
and
it was sort of stupefying.
George: Oh?
me: I mean, we're Indian and all?
George: ...oh god
I have a coming sense of dread
me: But this was like something out of BOLLYWOOD.
IT WAS
LIKE
SHE'S WALKING BY A RIVER
AND HE'S STANDING IN FULL REGALIA SINGING AT THE SKY
WITH ARMS OUTSTRETCHED
George: For a moment there I imagined that the video director would've superposed that song from slumdog millionaire that is everywhere.
Much like they used the song from Titanic for EVERYTHING
me: I wonder if that's why it sounded familiar.
I hope not.
That would be terrible.
You should have seen the old Clan Head's faces.
It was like, "I have no idea what kind of face I should make.'
"Should I smile?"
"I think I should smile."
It was wonderful and terrible and vaguely awkward.
At the same time.
YOU GOTTA AIM HIGH.
____________

It wasn't Jai Ho, by the way, you guys. It was bad enough, however. Unfortunately, my cousin didn't give me permission to repost. Geez.

I'm playing Persona 4! I blame George. It's awesome and you should all play it. Hopefully it won't end up like that one incarnation of Samurai Shodown in that one arcade where I beat the love-interest-that-I-really-hated-in-the-movie, the chick with the wolf, the kung-fu master, AND the demon thing, only to fall to a girly bishonen with long hair, a sword longer than he was tall, and tuberculosis.

...I think it was the terminal disease that really pissed me off with that one, though. Hopefully that won't be a problem here.

I got a Messenger. And a proper Skype. Aren't you all so proud? If you wanna find me, I'm very boring, and kurifurinkan on both. I'll try to get an AIM soon.

I need to do an icon update. That is all.

And happy birthday, Alfred, you amazing sonofabitch.

By which I mean, there are two confirmed cases in Tobago, one of which is a high school student. They've closed the school down, but reopened it to allow Form 5 students to write CXC exams in a sanitized area.

I panicked a little bit, I admit. I've got a friend in that area, who I've known technically since before we were both born. But thankfully, after some EXTREME text-messaging, he called me to remind me that he'd actually graduated from that school last year (look, I haven't seen him since we were thirteen!) and that he was stuck in the middle of a riot.

Yay. Riots.

People are rioting. Somebody just got arrested approximately two feet away from his car. The police are, as is somewhat to be be expected, not doing very well at containing this. As in, they are trying. Kudos. But they are rather massively failing. No kudos.

He hasn't got his camera, but he is of the opinion that this is going to be repeated tommorow, so never mind.

Tommorow. All over again. Gods all help us.

Where's George? I want his swine flu icon. Also, he's good with insight over this crap.

Waiting for a callback. This, I do not like.

"Belle, are you not coming to bed", asked the Viscount one starry evening. "Oh, my lord, I'm repentant to acquaint you with this news, but I'm departing from your side", the Viscountess said without an ounce of compassion.


When I agreed to mark the Grade 6 contest papers, I sure wasn't expecting this. I'm contemplating whether to just award her the prize for inspired use of the thesaurus. -.-

I'm not dead. (I might be if I a)can't finish these assignments and b)get more of them)I hope no-one's worried. That said, I'm still unreachable. Sorry. If I actually have managed to comment, I can't manage it anymore. Again, sorry. I have no idea when I'll be back. By the way, welcome to the new people, who I'll introduce later, and oh, yeah.

PEEP, YOUR WWI SUMMARIES ARE ABOUT TO SAVE MY LIFE. THANK YOU SO MUCH.♥

A lot of nice stuff happened recently. I hope some nice stuff happened to you guys too! Tell me all about it when I come back! I love you all. ALL OF YOU.

So I am not very smart. How is it that I always miss these things? Rei and hemlocke, I'm sorry.

So the rest of you dudes, that means that uh.Imaginarybeasts has a new issue out with the theme Carnivale, and though I'm not done reading yet, there'll prolly be no Caribbean there, and I'll prolly end up yelling at some unfortunate soul. But what I have read so far is sort of amazing.

Also!I have too much work to do, and I have to read The Picture of Dorian Gray--oh dear, I need sleep if I totally and non-ironically just spelled it Dorkian-- in order to compare it to Life of Pi, and also I really, really need to wash my hair because it is disgusting and I'm always too damn tired to do it.

And Dear Daniel,
Beloved, I'm so sorry. I'm trying to write your story and I really did hear what you were saying, you know I did, you heard me say it aloud, but I don't remember anything now and I need to go to bed and the deadline's on the 18th and I'm reading too much Wilde and I'm so sorry, bb, you and Leo do not deserve to have your story written this way. I need to start Armand's, too. And Shani's. And all that other stuff so I can up my average and get into university.

Plus--since you are an android running a statistical-anomaly program, can you tell me the odds that I'll actually finish your story in time for the competition deadline, finish my two thousand-word essays, start my maths culminating,do my seminar reading, and start the three stories for--you know what, never mind. I'm going to sleep now. I am leaving my computer open tonight so instead of going back into bed tommorow morning, I can honestly attempt to write something. I'll really try. So please come out of that room and talk to the muses, I'm losing hair and marks. And reputation.

Much love,
Your Mistress.

Speaking of which! This is being thrown out to the general populace-- so if Gandhi REALLY REALLY didn't want Pakistan at all and died soon after it was created, because Pakistan was formed out of religious conflict between Hindus and Muslims which Gandhi Did Not Want-- how is India dealing with this, how old is Pakistan, and who is BLAMING THEMSELVES FOR EXACTLY WHAT HERE. Ohgod, Hetalia, must you. I still can't forget how India called Gandhi 'Bapu,' and Pakistan would like him too, huh, and he did get assasinated in Pakistan and THIS WILL NOT END WELL. DIRE PROPHECIES OF DOOM FOR ME OKAY.

I miss you guys.;.;

Actually on time today! I'm sort of proud. Meme is getting finished, never you fear--'s just time-consuming.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, FAOILTIAMATANI!!

I honestly don't give a shit if you're blinded, Marc. Also: I really, really need to a) spell your name right on my damn Blackberry and b)find the rest of birthdays for May. Agh.
Kuri, out.

BB*SHOUSETSU HAS A NEW YURI ISSUE OUT

BEST MAYDAY CELEBRATION PRESENT EVER

Um, hi. I can has internet again, apparently. I'm sorry I haven't been replying, that's why--it's disgusting to not have internet. Ugh. I also have a math test tommorow. Anybody know anything about binomial, geometric, and hypergeometric distributions? Because I don't.

I might be here tomorrow, I might not. I'm going by cristal_du_lune after school, and then to the beach. Yay, beach. Also, my sister stole my regs so she can take her driving test, too. Seriously, who made you pay fifty-fucking-dollars for a pamphlet? I dun get it.

Also. This is why I hate having no internet.
Happy belated birthday, rzncu!

I didn't forget about you, truly! I just couldn't get on. Did you have a nice birthday? I hope you did. ♥♥

Also, I saw this on mumumugen's journal a while back. Um.

1. Tell you why I friended you.
2. Associate you with something - fandom, a song, a color, a photo, a word etc.
3. Tell you something I like about you.
4. Tell you a memory I have of you.
5. Ask something I've always wanted to know about you.
6. Tell you my favorite user pic of yours.
7. In return, you must post this in your LJ. (Voluntary.)

I love memes.

PEE ESS: for history i did a radio play, and it was hilarity incarnate and also historical and about penicillin and SPANISH SOAP OPERA~~ and the cleaner sort of walked in in the middle and anyway it was full of lulz, and I got permission from my two other group members, The Boy With Green Eyes and The Girl From Valencia, to post it here, so if Zoe anybody will show me how to upload MP3 files I will love you forever and ever.

I received this email yesterday.

Warm greetings from Trent University! On behalf of all of the staff at the Trent International Program, I want to again congratulate you on your offer of admission to Trent, and let you know that we sincerely hope you will join us this September.

...


...


I GOT IN~~~

AREN'T YOU PROUD OF ME *flails*

And in other news, all work is pretty much kept abrest of, for now, AND I HAVE TIME TO PAY ATTENTION TO MY FLIST AGAIN. I HAVE MISSED YOU GUYS SO MUCH. I HAVEN'T SPOKEN TO ANYBODY. DX
Also, Itsuki kind of needs to get written or get out. Excuse me, I need to go raid Armand's pantry canon. I don't know where I'm going to get this information. I'm prolly gonna take uh. Creative liberties.

Yanagisawa Shinya, I have another story to write. I am fully aware that yours will be hilarity incarnate, bb, but seriously, can't it wait a little?

Happy 4/20, I hope everybody got high as kites today. I have to submit my scores to uni this week, and so cannot. But I bet being high would make it so much easier. ALSO:

HAPPY BIRTHDAY KAMEKO! <3<3

It's so awesome your birthday's today. ♥ ILUSM and I hope you have a better day than I am. Actually, you better be having a better day than I am.

Also:
Happy belated birthday Mousi-senpai and blacknoise! ILUSM, lemme tell you.

So what if I can't say it without sparkles. Go away, I have a nosebleed and several cumulating projects.

'Scuse me, need to be a girl who lost her mother in Nagasaki now. Anybody can source me a template for Japanese birth certificate? There's no rush, I was only s'posed to get it two weeks ago.

Also: I did go and take pictures. I left my camera at home, but we got a new one in Las Vegas and I took SO MANY PICTURES I HOPE YOU'RE SATISFIED. Comng God knows when.

Work tiem nao.

*Bored Board meeting completed. SCORE. Notes taken, summary: can has.

*Grand Canyon Trip: happening, ACTUALLY 3AM leaving tomorrow, AKA the 8th, returning on 18th.

*Packing: uhhhhhhh.

*Temperature in various places:Checked, can has deep freeze goddd 10 degrees ugh

*Hairdresser trip: later today. Contacts: need to be put on so I can see what the hell he's doing, kthx.

*HAPPY BIRTHDAY SHANI ILU

*Thing for Shahni: not yet written, will actually be communism in India NOT the death of Mahatma Gandhi. Communism in India = West Bengal and uhhhhh...Kerala. Say left arm and another something.

*Kashmir plays with this little grimy yellow toy duck by Pakistan because he got it from India, and with this other thingamawhosit by India that he got from Pakistan, right.

*And every single time they see it it's like, GUILT

*Thing for Armand, not yet written, reconsider premise of thing, but keep the fandom.

*iPod: uhhhh let's just charge it now, ALSO SCREW YOU WITH A STICK ITUNES

*Homework: FUCK. (To be taken with.)

*ALSO: CAN HAS SKYPE.

*Pack laptop.

And my life has been desperately boring lately. Please tell me there's been excitement in some of yours, because I am kind of bored and also the fics for Ayatsuri Sakon, the new, kind of AWESOME LIKE BURNING manga I am currently reading--well.

I haven't checked LJ yet, but they appear to be...not very prolific.

...By which I mean there's only two of them sob sob

I remember really being impressed by the art. Then I actually bothered to check the artist out, and, well, what'd'ya know! It's Obata Takeshi! Damn, I never pay attention. No wonder I thought Sakon looked familiar--I was getting Sai-vibes. Also, he gestures eerily like Raito. Gives you shivers.

But, the two I've seen so far--fics, I mean, not chapters-- are actually good! One from The Pit and one from Yuletide--a crossover with Detective Conan, handled really well, and a post-series one from Yuletide. Um. Here and here.

...Anybody else find something, you'll tell me, please? I'll go divebomb communities and hope there's something else there. or, y'know, I could step away from the computer and live.

...

Nah, community-diving is so much more interesting, yes?

Also, Elder Sister is back in Trinidad and did I mention SCHOOL IS CLOSING TOMORROW.

TOMORROW.

...I'll just b-be out here, whispering that like a crazy person. Excuse me.