Lord Lich
Unfortunately, the days of terrorizing my under-lichen minions are way over, so much as I wish, there'll be no more prisoners, slaves and torture. We have to get on with life. Thankfully, however, there will still be ghosts, military trainers (now retired), sirens and a very stubborn daughter who refuses to marry a worm. Or the other way round. Ahwells. Life sucks. Get over it.

Wishlist
The History Boys DVD
Rent, the musical
Jingo - Terry Pratchett
Thief of Time - Terry Pratchett
Going Postal - Terry Pratchett
Neverwhere - Neil Gaiman
Grapes of Wrath - John Steinbeck
Tale of Two Cities
Les Miserables - Victor Hugo
New Phone
High-heeled boots
Grey slipover hoodie
POTO Tickets

For the loud people:


Merci
The darling Mel, who photoshopped the picture you see to the left. <3
Layout (which I ripped and dreadfully abused) by the lovely Mah'rie
19 August 2007
I feel like tearing out my hair. Strangely, I don't think 'an otherwise cruel practice of sticking needles into or near bodily vital and sensitive parts' is an acceptable description of acupuncture.

I fear for my IS proposal.

Especially when you read the PRO proposals (aha aha) like SimJingwei's, and the TITLE of their proposal itself sounds like some jargon-spewing dragon on a hydrogen high: 'Probabilistic Causality: Accepting Epidemiological Findings as Explanatory Knowledge'.

Read my lips: HUHWTF HOW ARE WE SUPPOSED TO IMITATE THINGS LIKE THAT WHAT DO WE LOOK LIKE 60 YEAR OLD PROFESSORS?

And while stupid people like cat are DONE with their proposals I'm sitting here slogging it out. *sobs*

And suet just reminded me of that little terror that resides in every school year - PW. Oh good gods we had RS from sec 2 to 4 (and a nightmare that was too), and now we have to continue the tradition? Can't we ignore PW in the face of IS? And RAP?

Life is sad this way. ):

On another note, HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY GENGEN AND WENTING. <333 I GIVES YOU LOTS OF HUGS BECAUSE I HAS LOVES YOUS LOT. Mmm we shall have to celebrate one day. Preferably by ambushing you somewhere and squashing you into little pieces of bats and/or tofu singing loudly to embarrass you.

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