To see new beauty in what is vanishing

I had a surreal moment the other day..
It was a cold morning and a watery sunlight was streaming into the kitchen as I was having my toast, looking out into the garden through the back doors. And there alighted a beautiful little robin on the fence. The red of its breast was so odd in a grey, green and brown coloured winter garden. And although I had drawn many a robin on a christmas card in my first decade of life, I'd never seen a robin before! I live in outer London and it was a perfect moment for me. Obviously the first thing I did was grab my phone and take a picture before the moment vanished..But it was just...the perfect start to the day.

The Outrage!

I can't sleep so here we go. I shall relate my experience of feeling intensely outraged today.

First off, I was on my way home and at *every* stage there was a chick on crutches blocking up the stairs up and out or in and down in the Underground.

Now, I know that makes me sound like a dreadful person but it didn't actually bother me until I sat down on the train and ..

*clkclack...clkclack....clkclack...* And there she was...the Crocodile to my Captain Hook. And she plonked herself down in front of me.

Again, this would not normally irritate me.

A woman sat down next to me and the Crocodile says to her 'O watch out for my leg. I need to have it stretched out. Because I broke it'. Woman politely asks what happened. Crocodile responds smugly 'Skiing'.

AGAIN not a problem.

Then the problem happened. It happened! SHE GOT ON THE PHONE! I hate it when people get on the phone on trains. Specially when you're at a shared table thingy...on a quiet train. It's a total lack of respect for the people around you. I always get off the phone when I get on the train (unless it's not quiet). Uff!!
And the conversations?!
First: On the phone to mum, about her leg and her physio;
Second: On the phone to some guy, about her leg and her physio and how nice it is to get away from London for a while and being at home;
Third: On the phone to some chick, about her leg and her physeio and how nice it is to get away from London for a while and being at home just relaxing and being with the family;
Fourth: Long conversation on the phone about how she's been invited to the Hunters' Ball by Flora. Flora says dress code is pretty relaxed and you could get away with just wearing a long dress. Ths is great because it will hide her foot and yet she can still look like everyone else. You know FLORA has a closet full of long dresses. Hunters' Ball looks fun, just hanging around with some friends over some drinks. Hopefully my leg will be ok by then.

*sound of scratching record*
WAIT A MINUTE, did I just say MY LEG?! O yes! She talked for the entire twenty minute journey. Got in my head. Hate her. HATE HATE HATE. SMASH SMASH SMASH.
Hunting in my opinion is a no-no. I understand that foxes can be a pest and I guess sure, those who live in the country would know best whether culling is required. However, I don't feel that chasing a fox down after hours on your horse with your frikkin' dogs chasing it until it's out of it's mind in fear, then setting upon it and ripping it to shreds, is humane (wow long sentence).

So I didn't hate her THAT much but ogh the hunting infuriated me...That's all for now.
Tomorrow, I'll relate my supreme lame-ness from today. ^^

Things going on right now

To begin, I will discuss the snow. Because that's all everyone is talking about and I feel like talking about it too. I love it. It has brought everything to a standstill. Tubes, trains, buses. All stopped. Thanks to the glorious snow. For the moment, I don't understand why everyone's so annoyed. There was such a sense of peace on Monday morning when everything was...under.
The Newsreaders are dividing the response loosely into two camps really: the 'IhateBoriswhyhasn'thedoneanythingtofixthissituationIcan'tgettowork' and the 'lovesnowofftoplay'. The first group is adults and the second, children. Loosely. I'm glad I can still count myself as a child. I made a mama bear and a baby bear. Out of snow. Love it. My parents thought I was crazy. I'm tempted to agree.

Also in the news is that 2009 is the worst year for university graduates seeking jobs. Wonderful. An excuse to spend the recession being a bum and my mother can't say ANYTHING!! MWAHAHAHA.
Actually, I intend to skip the country. As anyone who knows me will know. If you don't know me and don't know, well now you know. Do you feel in the know? I know you do. :P
So, I'm making my plans to go to Korea/Taiwan to teach English and I believe it'll be crazy good. I'm a little bit terrified, but I'll get over it. I'll finally escape the clutches of the obligations of being the youngest daughter. People may think there are none. Specially those who are not the youngest daughter, but really you have no idea what it's like. It has it's positives but let's be real now. It sucks a lot.
BUT KOREAAAAAAAAAAAAA (or Taiwan). How cool is that? I can't believe I'm actually going to do it. I hope it all pans out and I get a position out there. My recruiters say it should be no trouble. But still... pray for me. Everyone is free to crash at my place if my place is big enough. For free.

Also in recent news (of my life) is...errm...I don't know. I guess I'm a little bit happy right now. Mosying along as you do. Overall I guess you could say I'm happy. Not 100%, but who cares about that pesky 25%?! It's all about the golden 75%(of me that is joyous). I really want a polar bear/panda/cow hat.

Skywalker now walks. Albeit holding stuff but still. She makes me happy.

I have bundles of coursework to get through but there's no MS Word....(you thought I was going to say time; there is time but no Word. My laptop is being evil and it makes me want to cry when I'm not running around being joyous for no apparent reason).
I've lugged my monster laptop all the way into university today, through sleet and snow shall we say. in order to get the IT help people to help. They say 'Come back at 12'. Came back at 12 and they say 'Come back at 12:30'. Gosh what DIFFERENCE does it make. So mean. I feel jilted- like a lover.

There's a song I heard on the radio this morning. Called 'Say I am Wonderful' or something. It made me that little bit more happy.

Yuki sama

The snow is absolutely epic (for me). Never have i experienced anything like it. So so so joyous. Tried to make it to the station but the roads are a nightmare and no buses!I made a snow bear, yuki sama. He looks sad but i assure you he is ecstatic. Its at times like these i wish my brother and sister were around.

Totoro-in at university

My only friend. Totoro. Keeping me company at university on a SUNDAY (abomination) bashing out an essay.

Fighting!

An abomination

In the words of stephen fry,'Absolute stool water'.

Yellow Fever

It's been a month since my last post, so I guess I intend to try to make this a good read for my readers reader (hi 'Sylverine').
The past month has been a bit hectic with uni and lots of coursework deadlines. But it's also been a brilliant month in terms of my planning of my future and ahemYellowFeverahem. To counter the length (and lameness) of this post, I will be putting in pretty pictures.

Today, I had to present my research proposal on sexual selection at 9.30. So I got to my local station at 8:20 so I could get to the Dictator bright and early. HOWEVER, somebody had taken ill on the train ahead of us, which meant I got to Victoria at 9:05!! *shock* 30 minute train ride?! what WHAT?! Disastrous. I needed to buy tights because my legs were freezing under my skirt, but NO TIME!! THERE WAS A QUEUE!. Ogh. Dreadful.
Anyway, I managed to make it just in the nick of time to find I was LAST. To do my presentation. LAST! O the drama.
O well, after getting more and more nervous and watching some rather brilliant presentations, I had to do mine. It went ok, but only later did I realise I used the words 'sperm', 'high quality' and 'monopolise the goodness' in ONE sentence. How unbelievably embarassing. It took me back to that day in bio with the gerbils and the ...well..you remember.

Later in the day, Schooto, Mong and I tried to get high on relentless. It took a while to kick in really. And even then, it was only for a short time. Boohoo. On the bright side, I got to share my love of the yellow with them. And now I shall with you.

Song Seung Heon and Kwon Sang Woo. Two actors I discovered in my watching of korean chick flicks. So much love for them. They are soo funny. And although Kwon Sang woo doesn't seem to photograph well, he has a brilliant smile in My Tutor Friend. Song Seung Heon and his children's fairy tale scene in 'The Guy Was Cool' still makes me giggle. Every time. He's in a Kdrama East of Eden too. Must watch I think.
Also a must watch is the film with BOTH of them in it,together! Fate. The picture here is the poster for the film.

From Korean Chick flicks, I moved into KPop. Bi Rain is a megastar (conquering Asia and stepped into the US) and initially I was fangirling out about him. But then, I saw the making of one of his videos and he just had NO personality.

And so my current favourite band for their awesome AWESOME ness is DBSK (Dong Bang Shin Ki). As guys they are hilarious and as singers they are powerful. Dancing isn't all that bad either (FANTASTIC). They're like every boy group rolled into one, and according to Sylverine, Girls Aloud too (I don't see it).

Considering they're such funny guys, there aren't many candid shots.
This link makes me tres happy, while this one makes me sad.


Taiwanese drama anyone? O YES please!! 'Miss No Good' starring Mandopop stars Pan Wei Bo and Rainie Yang. So cute. SO lame. But just happy smilie making. Dean Fujioka is SO pretty. And he's a GUY!. Ogh..just so...cartoon like in his perfectness.

Finally we have Daniel Henney. Half Korean and Half American. Phwoar he's man. I've shown him around and nobody denies that he is a bit of fit. Not even Schooto! And she thinks I'm an absolute loser with my Yellow Fever. Yet she still has to concede that the Henney is a bit of phwoar.
I was sharing him with Schooto and Mong when SurprisedbutGreatHair(SbGH) drops by to discuss our impending practical write up on Rotifers. He sees the Henney on the screen and hangs his head like 'What on Earth...' At one point his head was in my elbow (for a tall guy this is a long way to bend), and I thought, thank Goodness today was Chanel Mademoiselle day and not that foul BerryDelicious (DKNY). It was an odd moment.
Anyhoo. SbGH thinks he doesn't have an American accent. He so does. Which is odd, considering he didn't go to an American English type school. Odd really.

O the Daniel Henney.
I endeavour to go to the X Men-origins movie premiere. I wonder if he'll turn up.
Enough rambling for today. More another day. I'm sure you look forward to it :D