Gates of Horn

Ok, so EVERYONE's seen the by now really old "All your base are belong to us" vid, right?^^ Well, today my sister and I discovered that my bro had not known of this hilariously funny internet inside joke. We decided to enlighten him.

And now, here is a link. For prosperity. So I can always laugh at really bad English when I feel down (I am so mean). :p

I was trying to explain the plot of Rent to my sister, and told her that "Rock and Marger" were roommates who couldn't pay rent. So it's only fitting that I put that as the title to a funny thing my bro said. XD (People who don't know Chinese won't find it funny.)

Mom made candied yams today and my bro ran in to my room where the rest of his sibs were with his mouth full of the stuff (yum XD). My sister goes, "What are you eating?"

And he replies, "酸薯!"

...Ok ok, so you kinda had to be there. It still made us laugh for five minutes straight. *cracks up again*

So it's Christmas eve, everyone! Merry Christmas eve! In celebration or in appreciation of this holiday, I present to you all the lyrics of "Happiness," from You're a Good Man, Charlie Brown. Take joy in the small things of life! :)

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CHARLIE BROWN
(spoken)I'm so happy. That little red-headed girl dropped her pencil.
It has teeth marks all over it. She nibbles her pencil.
She's human! It hasn't been such a bad day after all.(/spoken)
Happiness is finding a pencil

SNOOPY
Pizza with sausage

LINUS
Telling the time

SCHROEDER
Happiness is learning to whistle

LINUS
Tying you shoe
For the very first time.

SALLY
Happiness is playing the drum
In your own school band.

CHARLIE BROWN
And happiness is walking hand in hand.
Happiness is two kinds of ice cream...

LUCY
Knowing a secret...

SCHROEDER
Climbing a tree.

CHARLIE BROWN
Happiness is five different crayons...

SCHROEDER
Catching a firefly...
Setting him free.

CHARLIE BROWN
Happiness is being alone every now and then.

ALL
And happiness is coming home again.

CHARLIE BROWN
Happiness is morning and evening,
Daytime and nighttime too.
For happiness is anyone and anything at all
That's loved by you.

LINUS
Happiness is having a sister

LUCY
Sharing a sandwich

LUCY AND LINUS
Getting along-

ALL
Happiness is singing together when the day is through.
And happiness is those who sing with you.
Happiness is morning and evening,
Daytime and nighttime, too,

CHARLIE BROWN
For happiness is anyone and anything at all
That's loved by you.

LUCY
(spoken) You're a good man, Charlie Brown.

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I love this play so much. *huggles it* Thank you, Judy, for buying the soundtrack for me!XD Happiness is getting a new CD!

Shit Ichigo! Quit making me cry! The same goes for all the rest of you horribly nice people! I'm going to get another headache!

Ishida needs, like, a new brain or something. "Huh what? Why are there all so many of them? Gee, did I think about this plan before I went ahead and made a mess of things? Obviously not!" **edit** But he is so hot. It is inconceivable to me how he can possibly be so hot. WHY ARE YOU SO HOT, ISHIDA??**end edit**

And dude, Shonou? SOOOO cute. SOOOO cute. He's got squinty Xellos eyes! SQUEE!!! Who knew hairclips could have so much POWAA?

I cried in every single freakin' chapter after 42. Dammit I wish I could disable my tear ducts. This series gets my "Must Find Way to Disable Tear Ducts" award.

For the record, I did not jump on the Bleach bandwagon! Jessie told me about Bleach a full year ago when she went back to Taiwan! I was just horribly slow at reading the manga because I wanted it in Chinese and I didn't want to read fan scanlations online! Look at all these exclamation points!

These aren't spoilers, are they? I dunno, if I weren't me and I read this I would have no idea what I was talking about.

Last final. Over. I can't even muster up enough energy to feel relieved. For thoughts on the final, I'm not creative enough to think of my own so the immortal words of my classmates will have to do.

Classmate A: So, what did you think of the exam?
Classmate B: I thought it was kind of hard. I was really surprised that [some] people were handing it in early.
Classmate A: Yeah, I wanted to KILL all those people.

You've said it, girl. May I have their brains after you're done?

So no more words about the exam. Instead I will talk about Broadway plays, because everything from Cats to You're a Good Man, Charlie Brown has been running through my head today. So without further ado, I present:

Broadway musical soundtracks I already own:
- Aida
- The Scarlet Pimpernel
- The Mystery of Edwin Drood (rip from teacher)

Ye flaming gods, that is so pathetic. And here's the ones I want:
- You're a Good Man, Charlie Brown ("Peter Rabbit is a stupid book about a stupid rabbit!")
- Les Miserables
- Rent
- Cats (*wails* "Macavity's a ginger cat, he's very tall and thin! You would know him if you saw him, for his eyes are sunken in!")
- The Mystery of Edwin Drood, rare out of print version (I want more Neville, dammit! More Neville!)
- Pippin ("Wouldn't you rather be a lefthanded flea or a crab on a slab at the bottom of the sea than a man who's never learned how to be free? Not til he's underground!")

These are all plays that I've actually seen performed in some way or another, which makes them special. Broadway musicals are always so much more magical when you actually see the story unfold before you; that's why I often think a song rocks but other people listen and they're like, "...so?" You just hadta BE THERE, man.

Broadway musical soundtracks that my family owns so it doesn't count b/c it's not mine but I'll make a list for the heck of it:
- The Phantom of the Opera (I want)
- Wicked (I'm sure I'd want after I hear more of it)
- Into the Woods (rip)
- Chicago (and rip again!)

Broadway musicals I want to SEE:
- Wicked (Dude. It just looks so fabulous.)
- The Lion King (Loved the movie, very curious about the musical.)
- Dracula (Just cuz it's...uh, Dracula. Plus I have to see it on principle since Majo and I saw ads for it while waiting on line for the top of the Empire State Building, and we were both like, "VAMPIRES COOL!!!")

I'm sure there's more, and I'll remember them the instant I click the "Publish Post" button. But I will be too lazy to come back and add them in, yup.

Music. It ROCKS the SOUL!

Current Mood: @______@
Current Music: "Valley of Mist," BGM for .hack/sign

My stomach hurts whenever I move and I'm exhausted which makes studying really difficult. And the stupid cafe downstairs is already closed for the holidays so I can't buy anything strong to keep me awake. Shizz0rs, or whatever. I am just full of complaints today.

It's that I hate feeling stupid. No really, that is at the core of all the times I've ever been bummed over grades. Feeling stupid is, IMO, one of the worst, most horrible, awful feelings ever. And while I know grades don't really measure how smart you are, in a way they do. It's a set ruler for your performance, and when you come up short, there was something wrong with that performance.

I quote from my orgo syllabus: "Normally about 60% of the class will fall within the A/B range." 60%?! If I were running for president and I got 60% of the votes I'd be running around screaming "MANDATE!" like the other 40% doesn't even matter (hey wait a minute...). I know it's going to sound bad when I say "Dammit I don't want to be in the dumb percentage of the class!", but considering my university, I think I can say with confidence that the other duds sharing this position with me feel much the same. This is not to say we view each other with condescension because each of us secretly thinks we're better. No, this just means we acknowledge our collective stupidity openly. This is why you will hear, "That's ok, we'll fail together," or "Yeah, I know what you're saying, we're the idiots who'll all get Ds."

Walking out of that disasterous 3rd orgo exam, I had a conversation with a fellow classmate who also saw the axe hanging over her head afterwards.
Her: Oh my god, and then some people were leaving like, 20 minutes early!
Me: ...well, maybe they just gave up.
Her: You think so?
Me: Well, I mean, it's possible...
Her: Not this school. In other schools, maybe. But here, everyone stays to the end, even if they don't know what they're doing. (Implication: If you're leaving 20 minutes early, you've already made your list and checked it twice, so to speak.)

You get the feeling I was trying really hard to play devil's advocate here? Nothing screams "HAHA, idiot!" like a person handing in his or her exam early. And to be honest, nothing feels more satisfying than handing in an exam early. Isn't it a scary, scary place?

Back in high school, you were in the minority if you thought a B = Bad. Now you're surrounded by people JUST LIKE YOU, where Bs are not just bad, sometimes they're even unacceptable, and wow, is it ever a way to feel really, really stupid when other "B equals Bad"ers do better than you.

Yes yes, shut up already, I know I'm a freak. *Bleh* to you, I say. *Bleh* to you.

Well, actually, it doesn't really, but every once in a while, you know you just want to be melodramatic because it feels so shitty. :p

I do:
- Feel depressed about my orgo final grade. It was ok, and if I had gotten that on my 3rd midterm things would have been grand. Instead...well, let's just say things aren't grand.
- Feel irritated at changing my answer YET AGAIN for art history when I was right the first time around. Reims Cathedral to Notre Dame in Paris. They look alike, DAMMIT!
- Think it sucks that I only have two weeks off. I thought I was gonna have all this time to do all this stuff and maybe even (whoa) visit CA and still pull off spending quality hours with my friends in Jersey. Nope.
- Really want to say, "Screw the cell bio final tomorrow" but I know I'll regret it.
- Have my paycheck. Minor plus, since all my money will be gone after I pay next semester's tuition anyway.
- Feel bizarrely excited that a new, colored version of my orgo textbook is waiting at home for me. WHY AM I SUCH A DORK??

I do not:
- Like tabloids.
- Have time to draw. Or write, for that matter.
- Have my art history paper, which I had been SURE I was going to get back today. Blah!
- Have my creative writing portfolio, which I had ALSO been sure I was going to get back today. Instead I'll get it back tomorrow. Yay, lack of good news when I need it.
- Think you should be wasting your time reading this.
- Want to see my sure-to-be-crappy grades for this semester. And yet I do.
- Think it's healthy to be so bummed over grades which haven't been decided yet. But when's that ever stopped me?

And now I'm really hungry so I'm going to go eat even though I don't really want to.

...You just heard me say that I don't want to eat. MAN, life sucks right now.

I'll take your word for it, Mr. Holmes.

So I finish my last exam on the 22nd. Classes resume on the 10th of January. That means I only get TWO WEEKS OFF. I cry Tyranny! Blasphemy! Villiany!

...er, Anarchy!

Procrastinatey?

20 degrees Fahrenheit, dudes. That's around 7 degrees below zero. That means it was 17 degrees warmer only yesterday.

I thought I was gonna DIE out there, I tell ya. Just DIE. (Sounds like a fervent curse delivered to my art history textbook.) I have renewed respect for the Inuit (it's renewed every winter), I will not survive for half a second in the Arctic tundra.

Went to Dunkin' Donuts again for their Dunkaccino thing, which I reaffirm is the "big test drink." I hereby proclaim that I will not touch this hot and lusciously sweet caffeinated beverage until exam time rolls around every semester, lest it loses its kick.

"Sentinel hates the cold too. He spent the afternoon wrapped up in two afghans on the couch and drank about 5 mugs of hot chocolate. Looked ridiculous." ~ Charon on Sentinel's climate preferences, college AU.

...Sentinel, I hear ya. Gimme my two afghans and 5 mugs of hot chocolate. We can look ridiculous together.

For prosperity. Or something. This is dedicated to a certain 端端. :p

My Chinese name is: 何如婷
I used to be called: 婷仔 or 婷婷 by my mom
I am now called: 婷! (exclamation mark included) and 姊! and 大姊姊~~ (punctuation included)
My youngest bro's most common nicknames: 皮蛋 and 屁蛋 (observe: the power of the accent mark!)

Ah, Mandarin. How I love you.