HI. you must thank oh great cat for motivating me to blog. XD because I was saying she wasn't updating, and then she said I don't update very often myself. (yeah you might notice I never usually do successive posts.)

I want want want to watch hellboy 2!!!! *fangirls* Guillermo del Toro and Guillermo Navarro are working on it, and they worked on pan's labyrinth! (which is rated >:( but I watched on the flight to wales :D) I mean I've seen shots of the set on neilgaiman's blog, and the style/ makeup is so much like the faun in pan's labyrinth! And I loved the cinematography and art on pan's labyrinth, so I'm kind of expecting something similar in hellboy 2. Even though it's rated, you MUST go watch it by whatever means possible, because the story is so invoking, and yet has gothic features, plus the emotion of Ivana Baquero, who plays the protagonist is so real and tangible that I was so moved and almost cried, only mrs [P] rama was having her breakfast right beside me. I know pan's labyrinth is so last year, but it's still good and won 3 academy awards anyway, and therefore is definitely worth watching.

I envy maddie, neilgaiman's daughter: she gets to go to premires, visit sets, get previews of whatever he's writing, and maybe is even his muse! (as seen in the afterword of one of the sandmans) she's guest blogger now, and is so cute and funny- I hope she gets to write when she gets older; she's only 13 this year and incredibly lucky.

hi uh because I haven't updated for at least a week plus now, I suppose I have a duty to post, like when I set up his blog, I had the responsibility to post. osc says family first so uh you had the kid, you are primarily the kid's parent above everything else and you have a responsibility to your child. The above analogies are not interchangeable by the way, I mean, if you happened to be thinking so. I just put it down because I happened to think of it and now I really think that this is the worst way to start a blogpost but an absolute space-filler.

I am back from camp! Which was fun and made me think a lot. I mean a whole lot. And I went home and thought and thought and thought until dinner and didn't write anything down. -.-' I mean when you think you tend to think of things that relate to each other right, so say you think of school you think of homework and the next thing you know you are thinking of... something entirely unrelated. And I am a person that gets distracted easily, so I didn't really reflect on depth but breadth, which is not my objective at all. I am trying to think of more important things and give not so important things (relatively) like the bombshell that dropped (from heaven/hell I don't know) less attention. I am very appreciative and greatful for the fact that the ma'ams made the effort to make it fufilling for all of us, so thank you :D But the most important thing is to keep it going, and not let go/ forget/ give up halfway there, if you know what I mean. But being a terribly idealistic poetic person, some more sensible and down to earth people might think otherwise, and I will not fault you for making an incredibly sane opinion.

This is just to rant, so smart people will skip this paragraph and go straight to the next one, which is of a more pleasurable nature. BAH I absolutely have to make myself get a better gpa next semester or I will be skinned alive by the teachers, my tuition teachers or my mother, whoever sees me first. Of course the ideal solution is to lock myself in a room so that no one sees me, but then I would run out of things to read or surfaces to scrawl on, and will perish silently. I have so many things to doooo. and deadlines to meet and people to make happy, though I realise I really have nothing to complain about when I see other people, so I should sit quietly and finish whatever I have to do so I can watch ootp and read deathly hallows without guilt, and without wallowing like a fat hippo in the mudpool of self-pity.

oh wales. Things I thought about away from the computer.

Mr l c p: mind the gap! (neverwhere reference)
crystal/me: squee!
mr L: good omens!
crystal/me: double squee!
nat: *rolls eyes*
Mr L: klingon!!
someone: my dad watched star trek.
Mr L: naruto!
chanel: *screams* (she ships Mr L/ DS by the way, both bio teachers with initials)

Ms t b c: Aren't you glad we watched wicked instead of avenue q or equus?
me: (in a presumably low voice, muttering) BUTbut equus is!! (you actually considered equus?! and failed to choose it?!)
Ms T: yes, nicole?
charisse: *giggles* YES nicole?
me: um yeah uh wicked was good. definitely. [BUT not as good as equus could have been!]

The above is... clique-ish, geeky, and cheese.

Being at home is really getting to me. After two whole weeks of being surrounded by tons of people, staying at home alone with no one to talk to is VERY boring. Actually, I should get a move on with my work, since after this week, I'm not going to be very free. You know when you really have nothing to do when you start planning your day around what is on tv- there's CSI today :D
I kind of miss big brother on uk tv- it practically showed every day, and people followed it fairly closely, judging by the amount of coverage it received by trashy newspapers. I have also very sadly found out that I had spent only half of the money I brought, and could have bought more stuff >:( like um the gap shoes! or the primark things that were so incredibly cheap: 2 pounds for a pair of sunglasses, 7 for shoes- about $6 and $21 respectively. I shouldn't be judging the worth of my trip by the amount of things I bought though, but by the experiences I had. And sometimes I feel I spent my time thinking about the wrong things, and so I remember those things, but not the valuable bits. For example, in dalefort, I was mulling over stupid stupid witching (what do you get when you put 39 hormonal females together 24/7? much like big brother, in a way.) and making them into issues of loyalty and assertiveness - but what are the chances of working with these people again anyway? And the teachers could see quite plainly through our petty rivalries and very sensibly not make it an issue. I suppose these things happen quite often on overseas trips and to not carry it over to school life is a smart thing to do.

I'm back! (and missing wales LOADS)

Chanel very nicely sent me the wicked soundtrack and I want very much to start listening to it now but my sister has the radio turned up ): I have the uncontrollable urge to sing along!! "No one mourns the wicked..." "Loathing, unadulterated Loathing" and then very soon the fangirl squeals will start. I MISS FANGIRLING, something we weren't short of on the trip. Though we mostly stuck to our cliques during the fieldtrip, we still got to know each other to some extent.
I absolutely hate singaporean weather. When I came back, it was so incredibly humid and warm- 30 degrees, imagine! I wouldn't have minded trading windsor weather for muggy tropical afternoons, although the warmth is condusive for growth- it turns out we have a much greater variety of species in mangroves than on the welsh saltmarshes.
Back to fangirling, in london especially, we talked about good omens and neverwhere- "mind the gap" and fed ducks in hyde park (not st. james', sadly) And I bet you never knew mr l i m cp liked neil gaiman. (but him liking star trek isn't that surprising)

now that it's over, I have math, english, and chinese pt waiting, not forgetting c a c things D: But I have a nat king cole tape to keep me sane and nostalgic. though I technically am too young to be nostalgic about the 1960s.