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Friday, 30 June 2006

Burzum to stay in Jail.

I just got news from some metal website, saying Varg Vikernes - Burzum, is to stay in prison for a far longer time, as his parole has been denied. So now, the world is a safer place... He had been in there for 12 years now, and another 9 years to go if his parole fails again. He's gonna be an old old man when he comes out...Anyway, Common Test are over! Me = Happy. Let's not talk about academics here. Yep.Yesterday saw the meetin up with ma magic gossip pal, Ren Hui and Kev H. Watched Superman at Shaw Towers, and it was great! Kind of liked the clean image of Clarke. It will be better if he have a black superman suit. :PI was trying to do Bone's Eye Cut late last night. I felt a kind of pain that I hasn't felt in eons. warning: Bone's Eye Cut is teh 1337 f!Ng3r-b0NdaG3. Do it at your own...

My visit to the fabulous London Towne, where I only got ripped off twice

The first time was when I chose "for here" instead of "takeaway" as I bought a slice of pizza for lunch. The girl giving me the option didn't mention that in choosing to sit down I would be paying 3.80 instead of 1.95. The sit-down version did come with salad on the side, but I hardly felt that little bit of lettuce was worth 2 quid. It was good pizza, though.I really wanted to see a show, but there were only a few that had Thursday matinees and the half-priced stall at Leicester Square was no help. So I gave up on that idea, and after the interview I headed for Wardour Street to eat lunch at this Thai restaurant I'd read about. On the way, I realized that I was close to the Prince Edward theatre, where the matinee of Mary Poppins: The Musical would be showing soon. I went in, picking my...

Thursday, 29 June 2006

RIP Tommy Wonder.

How can I forget to update here that one of the most masterful magicians around has passed away. Ah... Anyhow.My condolences to Mr Tommy Wonder and his family. Easily one of the best Dutch magicians or the world's. RIP Wonder. It was a great honour to see you live in action at last year's IF Magic Convention, your routine is so elegant and brilliant. Loved your cups and balls.For more information: Tommy Wonder.My condolences, once again.Okay! Enough of morbid stuff.Biology later! [grabs my file and read through again]RIP, Tommy Wonder,Ling30th June 2...

Shitz

Ah shit, there is something seriously wrong, I missed 2 Werms in a row. I'm dead.And, this is random: You know you are a flourisher when your mom tells you to stop playing with your cards and eat dinner.How is today? Well, Econs was alright, leaving me 15 minutes to spare for me doodle german on the extra sheet of paper.Chemistry is teh 1337 sH!tzorz. I was happily doing for the first 2 or 3 questions and being perfect in my way of presenting the answers. Then I look up the gargatuan clock up the stage. I spent almost ONE hour on those couple of questions. Holy fuck. Then I rushed through the other questions like a madman on the loose. Feeling myself getting increasingly dizzy with adrenaline by the passing second, I calmed down a little on the fact that I could answer most of the questions...

Wednesday, 28 June 2006

The shakes should be starting any time now

"Misfortunes, we are told, are sent to test our fortitude . . . and may often reveal themselves as blessings in disguise."Thank you, Mary. Now come over here so I can beat you.Just got off the phone with my friends at Dell, and we may be closer to solving my computer problems. The downside is that the people whose wireless I've been hijacking all year have possibly wised up, because as of today I can't get on it anymore. What am I even going to do without Internet access at home????The answer is, of course, "write that %&*^ dissertation I've been meaning to get to." This is probably God's way of getting me out of my bedroom (aka That Place Where I Waste Time) and into the computer lab (aka That Place Where Sheer Boredom Makes Dissertation Work Exciting).Also, it could be worse. I just...

Tuesday, 27 June 2006

Common Test

These few days, I have been immersing myself in incessant sessions of mugging and stoning at stacks of notes. All for the common test. Ugh.Had Chinese this morning. It was quite a breeze, considering I was from a pro-chinese secondary school such as Nan Chiau High. I am really grateful that Nan Chiau drilled chinese so hard into the students, thus making stuff easier for us afterwards. =)Random: I want to write chinese calligraphy again! The tranquility and serenity when you write the words are over-whelming. Okay, enough of being cheena.I am dead for maths. 'Nuff said.Tomorrow's Economics and Chemistry -- The Heavy Duty Day. Then friday will be Biology, my favourite.Yes, we have lesser subjects to mug for in JC, but the content and the demand are also porportionately higher now. So it doesn't...

Pictures as promised

My dad has been asking where the pictures of the Peak District are. Only he says he doesn't need to see any more pictures of landscapes. He would rather see pictures of people, preferably people he knows. Which . . . I'm guessing is just me, unless Dad has already met the sheep.My new goat friends, to whom I most certainly am not feeding English candy:My Lizzie-Bennett-of-the-rocks pose as I try not to laugh:One of those staircase thingies we had to climb, wherein I inadvertently proposed to someone by slapping my @ss.Had to toss in a scenery shot. Because really, that was sort of why I was the...

I now have a testimony of good outdoor gear

Report on camping trip: It was lovely. I can't post pictures right now because am in computer lab and pictures are at home on Satan-possessed hard drive. They're probably being tortured by fiends with pitchforks even as we speak.Landlady J hooked me up with all the good camping gear once she realized how hopeless I am. I didn't have a sleeping bag, or a waterproof jacket, or a rucksack, or a tent, or decent walking boots (she lent me something called "ascent shoes"). But once she was done with me I was all kitted out and looking like a real camper. The thing is, I've never had all that good stuff. I wasn't living at home when coolboy worked for Helly Hansen and was hooking up my family with discounted gear.Here in the UK they sell these little disposable bbqs that are pretty much the cutest...

Monday, 26 June 2006

Why?

I see so many CSI, Criminal shows and crap. And why no similar case as Armin Meiwes Der Metzgermeister? I wonder...And, I want a coffin by the age of 20. I will sleep in it every single night. That will be kickarse. =)Dreams are better than reality,L...

Sunday, 25 June 2006

Some updates...

These 2 weeks have been magic-mad ones, with weekends filled up with magical events, watching Magic Unlimited 2006, jamming sessions, watching SAM show and meeting up with tonnes of friends etc. Great.Random: Congratulations to Ning Jiejie! She is officially my female magic idol -- The Infallible Egyptian Magick Queen! Hehe! She got 2nd Runner Up, by the way. And she joined only at the very last minute. She rocks!Anyways, the june holidays is way too short. It's blasphemy. Utter oppression of the young into such ungodly regime. Hiaz. Well... I don't give a damn.Ah! I am absolutely in love with Imran's image. So elegant, so perfect, so almost vampiric-looking. So much like the one of Lestat... With those doves on his hands and that 'to-die-for' charming posture. Ahhhh! Okay, I should stop...

Friday, 23 June 2006

Told you I am One Who Camps

I'm leaving in just a bit to go camping with some of the YSAs--we're going to the Peak District and will be staying in Castleton, part of the Hope Valley. Let's hope I get to take some pictures as pretty as this one. The forecast keeps arguing about whether or not it will rain, which means that it most likely will. And I don't actually have a rain parka. So, you know, check back in a couple of days to see pictures of me looking like some sort of rain-sodden ferret.The plan is to camp tonight and then go hiking (English translation: walking) the next day. Finnish Friend is in charge, and he says that the difficulty of walks ranges from 1-5. He...

Thursday, 22 June 2006

Turns out I'm rubbish as a football supporter

But really, is anyone here shocked?I really was going to watch the match on Tuesday. I was. I decided to watch from the halfway point on, that way I would be sure to be there for the end. I was all excited about doing my civic duty as a temporary English person.(Interesting aside: At Institute last night someone said that restaurants don't much business during the World Cup. But as soon as it's all over, the World Cup fans take their "football widows" for dinner to apologize for the 6 or however many weeks of neglect, and all the restaurants get slammed with reservations. Strange times we live in, friends.)I went downstairs and turned the TV...

Wednesday, 21 June 2006

Before my eyes swell shut

Sorry this isn't going to be anything special, as I've already overslept this morning, have sneezed 19 times in 90 seconds, and am meant to be doing dissertation research.This very cool guy has just agreed to let me interview him but it will have to be next week in London, and I don't have good questions to ask him yet! But yay for a day in London! If any of you are science-fiction fans, you may like to know that he puts copies of his books on his website for free downloading. (He also sells them in actual bookstores for those who prefer to buy them.)Went Cerocing a few nights ago and realized I'd forgotten to tell you about The Old Men. Most...

Tuesday, 20 June 2006

Life = Dull.

In my time of need - OpethI can't see the meaning of this life I'm leadingI try to forget you as you forgot meThis time there is nothing left for you to take, thisis goodbyeSummer is miles and miles awayAnd no one would ask me to stayAnd I should contemplate this changeTo ease the painAnd I should step out of the rainturn awayClose to ending it all, I am drifting through thestagesOf the rapture born within this lossThoughts of death inside, tear me apart from the coreof my soulAt times the dark's fading slowlyBut it never sustainsWould someone watch over meIn my time of need XXXXXX Opeth obsessed, as you can probably see from above. Alright, I shouldn't tell you how much I admire their music and make you fall asleep again like the previous post.Since everyone's blogs are all talking about...

Sunday, 18 June 2006

Happy Father's Day!

Disclaimer: I don't know if my friend Theric coined the term svithe himself (he probably did, he's a smartie like that) or if what I'm about to write qualifies as one. But I've been doing some thinking today, and it's more along meditative church-type lines than snarky ones. Just so you know.In church today the kids got up and sang a song about their dads and how they want to be like them when they grow up. At least two of these kids are now being raised by their single mom after their dad left them for someone else. They're up there singing the song, though, because what else are they going to do? The Primary Children's Songbook doesn't have...

Saturday, 17 June 2006

Been a while.

It's been a while since I have updated this thing. So here am I again.Hmmm, I didn't remember telling you that I share the same birthday as Dead right? Okay, great. So basically, I am really really so very extremely absolutely proud and honoured to share the same spawndate as a great musician and individual, who is known as Dead. A little bit more about Dead, real name Per Yngve Ohlin, is born 16th Janurary 1969 and demised on April 8 1991. The first vocalist for the Black Metal Legends, Mayhem. Ended his sad life by blowing his head off with a shotgun and his suicide note merely says, 'Excuse all the blood." Haunted by his many depressions and his bleak outlook on all things, he was forced by himself to end his life. Tragic. Untreated depression. For more information: I give you Dead.So,...

Yeah, I'm a hostess. I am one who hosts.

Last night I threw my first England dinner party, even if was a bit impromptu and scatter-brained. It still felt nice to have people over and to feed them. It began as a dinner for 2, and then 3, and then 5, and then 4, and then 5 again, all in a 24-hour period.I went with what I had on hand, except for the fresh cilantro, because who even has something like that lying around? As the guest list grew I kept tossing in new things to make sure that people wouldn't turn on me and perhaps burn my house down if they weren't full enough at the end. Which, you know, Goldilocks is totally capable of . . .But here was the menu, which I felt really good about until I saw what my showoffy wench of a sister was up to. Hmmph.Anyway:Boneless skinless chicken breasts--I marinated these in a lime/garlic/olive...

Thursday, 15 June 2006

Happy 1st Anniversary

One year ago today I wrote my very first blog post. Awww . . . look how widdow it is . . . .Only I don't have anything supercool or momentous to blog about today, so I guess I'll talk about the World Cup instead.Everyone here has gone insane, y'all. Months ago I started seeing England flags. People starting hanging them on the outside of their houses and flying them on their car windows and pubs started putting up the kind of bunting and streamers that you see at car dealerships and state fairs, only it's all little England flags.BBC news, with typical concern regarding anything that might make England look like an oppressive colonialist force,...

Tuesday, 13 June 2006

I can see! It's a miracle!

So it turns out there's a downside--a seamy underbelly, if you will--to these beautiful sunny English days. No one bothered to warn me, but English pollen happens to be the *&*% nastiest £$%& bunch of *^%$ you may ever come across. I'm telling you--it doesn't just want to see me uncomfortable and sneezing and weepy-eyed. It won't rest until I'm fully prostrate on the ground, sobbing and begging for mercy between sneezes as I try to claw my own eyes out.I've been taking Claratin (the American kind) all week, but possibly England just laughs at American medications, much as it laughs at American chocolate. My American friend Goldilocks is dying, too.In addition to the Allergies Which Threaten to Close My Throat and Kill Me Outright, there's also the heat factor. Seventy degrees in England...

Mesmerzised by Opeth.

To Bid You Farewell - OpethI am awaiting the sunriseGazing modestly through the coldest morningOnce it came you liedEmbracing us over autumn's proud treetopsI stand motionlessIn a parade of falling rainYour voice I cannot hearAs I am falling againDevotion eludesAnd in sadness I lumberIn my own ashes I am standing without a soulShe wept and whispered: "I know..."We walked into the nightAm I to bid you farewell?Why can't you see that I tryWhen every tear I shedIs for you?---------The reason I am posting the lyric of an Opeth is very obvious, I am totally mesmerzised by that Swedish legends.The simple melancholy hidden in those harrowing tunes have definitedly infected me. Those monologues filled with sonorous lamentations of depression and critical giatey. The soulful voice of Mikeal, those...

Monday, 12 June 2006

The Look

Remember back in the fall when I started doing the Ceroc dancing? Well I still really like it, and a bunch of us went on Friday and got our grooves on.The whole thing is just so civil. Everyone asks each other to dance and it's extremely rude to say no to anyone. You meet people that you would never meet otherwise--one time I ended up chatting with some sort of French physicist who was working in Nottingham. There's one guy we call Vest Man--he's short and always wears a black tank top (UK translation: vest) and dances just a leetle bit too close. There are also the middle-aged ladies who dress like extras from Strictly Ballroom. They like to do the Dirty Dancing moves while showing off their underwear.There's an Australian video clip on Wikipedia that shows what it looks like. Only there...

Sunday, 11 June 2006

Numerology!

I'm bored:7 (7, 16/7, 25/7, 34/7) The Life Path 7 suggests that you entered this plane with a gift for investigation, analysis, and keen observation. You are a thinker of the first order. You evaluate situations very quickly, and with amazing accuracy. As a result, you are thorough and complete in your work, the perfectionist who expects everyone else to meet a high standard of performance, too. A Life Path 7 person is a peaceful and affectionate soul. But you guard your connection to people carefully. It's easy for you to detect deception and recognize insincere people, and you avoid them. You aren't one to have a wide circle of friends, but once you accept someone as a friend, it's for life. It's as if...

Friday, 9 June 2006

Blissful England summer

So it's been pretty much sunny and 70 all week long. It's great for my psyche but really bad for my dissertation. I'm seeing the English version of the Alaskan Warm Weather Syndrome, where as soon as the weather gets above freezing and the sun comes out everyone strips down and flings themselves into whatever body of water doesn't have a moose in it. (Problem: they all have moose in them. And leeches.) The English version is a bit more tame, where people buy Magnum bars and walk around in various states of undress, talking about very hot it is. I'm seeing middle-aged people riding bicycles. While smoking. Because dangit, they're going to get some fresh air.As I walk across campus I see students lounging all around on the grass in various forms of undress. Today, which was close to 80 degrees,...

Thursday, 8 June 2006

Some updates.

So, the 06/06/06 has passed with nothing happening. Okay, I shall stop believing in arcane prophecies.Anyhow, I ask myself, 'How's life recently?' And I pondered for awhile myself, and came to a conclusion: Life = boring holiday lessons and dull social life that aren't worth mentioning.Random: Travis has left for his NS. Aw, I'm gonna miss chatting with him online and talking about Slipknot and Dragonlance. Sigh. Let me just wish him all the best in the army. =) Stay sic, brother!Random again: I have been hooked to listening to Atonement and Hours of Wealth by Opeth, and Needled 24/7 by Children Of Bodom. Those brilliant songs. And, I find myself chatting to Jaro alot recently, due to both of us being extremely bored and stoned at home. Our chat isn't very constructive, ableit it being...

Wednesday, 7 June 2006

Does my warranty cover that?

I'm contemplating throwing my laptop out the window.Not to bore you all with the details, because it isn't a very exciting story, but I spent a good part of yesterday on the phone with Dell, telling them all about what was wrong with my CD drive (ie, it doesn't work and the computer pretends that it's not there) and doing what they told me to do. When I got off the phone with them, my computer decided to have a complete meltdown and pretend like I don't have a hard drive either. "Who, me? I don't know you. I'm not even a computer. I'm just a black slab, la la laaaaah . . . "I called Dell back to tell them that they are horrible people who are going to roast slowly in hell because whatever it was they had me do actually made the whole thing worse and now my computer wouldn't do anything and...

Tuesday, 6 June 2006

Because I know how things should be done

A few months ago WR and I were having one of those big DTR-type talks (Utah slang, translation: Define The Relationship). The subject turned to what would happen if we should one day break up. It was a valid concern because of all the friends we have in common. It's not like we could just have some falling-out and decide never to see each other again, because that would result in one or both of us becoming a socially-deprived shut-in Miss Havisham-type figure.I told him it would all be quite easy. If he ever broke up with me, it would not be a long conversation. I would say goodbye, ask my blog friends to not to talk smack about him, and then...

Monday, 5 June 2006

06/06/06

In less than 3 hours time, we shall usher in the diabolical day - 06/06/06. A day that would change the face of the Earth, prove everyone wrong and to revel in the reveries of evil.Fuck everything, for it will be the Coming of Total Satanic Anarchy reign over everything and anything. Hail The Beast, His Son and The Unholy Spirit. That will be the new Unholy Trinity. The old will be crushed in the palm of The Evil Dictator, Satan himself, for eternity.Be ready, people.Draw your curtains, the skies will be omnious. Buy enough food to last you and your loved ones a lengthy and final war between Magog and Gagog, those two ancient Jerusalem temples. Sleep tight, as you might never experience good sleep ever again. Leave your Bibles at your doorstep, they will be disposed for you. Turn every Crucifix...

Sunday, 4 June 2006

Of all this I might have been mistress

Yeah. I go there.Since I'm supposed to be taking "every opportunity to enjoy myself" and I knew the weather on Saturday was supposed to be 70 degrees and sunny, I brought up the idea of a stately homes trip and before you knew it a carload of us were off to Derbyshire to see Chatsworth.Of course it was gorgeous. Weather like that would have made a trip out back to look at the compost heap a blissful adventure. It made a legitimately beautiful place like Chatsworth kind of sublime. And even though I didn't come across any Colin Firths wandering around in wet shirts asking if my family is in good health and could he please kiss my neck, I had...

Haha!

Thanks to Kevin, I'm laughing my ass off reading stuff like these at Uncyclopedia.org;"God is dead." ~ Friederich Nietzsche "Nietszche is dead." ~ God "Yeah, real mature, God." ~ Nietzsche "I'm rubber, you're glue, whatever you say bounces off me and sticks to you." ~ God "Well then you're an awesome and cool philosopher who gets all the ladies. Nyah." ~ Nietzsche "Oh, that doesn't count." ~ God "Hey, don't call it if you can't stand the fact that I found a loophole." ~ Nietzsche "It's not a loophole, it's retarded." ~ God "If I had a gun I'd shoot you." ~ Nietzsche "Too bad I have a bulletproof vest." ~ God "Yeah well my bullets go through bullet proof vests." ~ Nietzsche "Nuh-uh, my vests made of tiberium and nothing goes through tiberium." ~ God "Well then I'd shoot you with a laser that...

Saturday, 3 June 2006

Poor kids in North Korea.

If you think you are suffering, hell wrong.Check this harrowing video out, Children of the Secret State.I am so fortunate...

Thursday, 1 June 2006

Not that anyone invited me

But I'm going to do this "7 things" meme that's been going around with the cool kids. Who didn't invite me to do it. But I forgive them. Also I'm lazy today, so this is what you're getting.Oh! I did talk to my dissertation supervisor today about my proposal and he seems to think there's a dissertation there. So yay, that's one vote! Also he says I'm the only one who has come in to see him so far. Which I'm pretty sure means I'm the winner.Anyway. Give in to the power of Seven. Not the kind where Brad Pitt completely loses it when he finds Gwyneth Paltrow's head in a box, though. The other kind with the lists.7 things I cannot do:Roll my r-r-r-r-r-rsPlay sports without humiliating myselfResist the brieWatch TV and talk on the phone at the same timeTouch my toes. Or my knees, for that matter.Understand...

Life Mission

Okay. I know what I want to do in my life.To become a walking encyclopedia for all things Black Metal. Now I am propelled by the fuel of metal for all the incoming shit of the world. Metal will reflect and splatter all the shit back onto you! All hail Metal.Thy Nemesis pervails,Ling1st June 2006PS: 5 days to 06/06/06. Doom is within our sig...

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