I'm in my room//eating mi cheez tart
...And it's crumbling all over the place. This is a CELEBRATORY cheese tart and is therefore Special And Of Certain Degrees of Import.
Things have been going up and down quite a bit. I caught a grand old bout of the 'flu, which has left me with the usual tightness of chest and shortness of breath. Despite my best efforts, I still got a C++ grade for two of my figure assignments and C+ for another. This isn't much of a good sign. Even better, YES, I have been clashing with Class Genius. Again. My imagination, perhaps, but the last thing I like to be told how to do is write scripts. WOMAN. Hello. I've run two short skits before. And everybody knew that they were to come over to my place on Monday to watch Globe Trekker...no, wait, they forgot to tell somebody. Oh, that's right, it was ME.
I wouldn't have minded, had I been told in advance. Hell, I'da been THRILLED! Do you know how often I actually get to have people over at my place? Not bloody often! But I was blindsided, and then Eva and Edwin decided to tag along, and I had to listen to them talk about their presentation for Social Etiquette the day after when Globe Trekker ended...Hey, 'scuse me, you're all fed and watered and I am not, because I put off my meal to watch the thing with you and not cause a fuss. I finally ate about an hour and a half later.
Today, DVT was quite fun because Kenny explained about the mikes we could use in our productions. The shotgun is so. Much. Love. ♥ But when Kenny started his explanation, I heard this insistent voice from behind my shoulder.
"[Mweeble]!"
"..."
"[Mweeble]!"
"Jesufleshwhadduyuwan Yes?"
"Pay attention!"
". . . ╬ ╬ ╬"
I am fully aware I am the sound mixer, and I need to pay attention to how the mikes work--anyway, I'm not the one skipping classes twice in the space of one week! And srsly, MM51-1, y'all just do NOT know me. Does this face look like it fudges attendance sheets? Didn't think so. Moving on.
But God has eyes! Next month, Hagal and Tetta begins its run in Comic BomBom! If the preview was anything to go by, it is going to be the sweetest damn manga you can lay eyes on. Angel Frypan this month was just weird. I mean, a cow in a kayak? With boobage? NOT UDDERS, BOOBAGE?! And just now, I got a call from Kah Peng in the SSD. Turns out next week, there's going to be a YCLMS reception, cos the whole thing is finally over. Damn well it should, it's been abt a year @_@ Apparently I have to go up in front of all the department heads and do a presentation on WHY I should be admitted into the program.
"Should I tell the others in my class?"
"Yes, please do, but only you have to do the presentation."
...OH. This is definitely something, innit? I was so gabrafied/gubrafied by the whole prospect, I later asked KP if I should be dressed formally on that day. He shot me a look that just about enquired for him if I had become brain dead.
Which is partly the reason I'm in mi room, eating mi cheez tart.
Things have been going up and down quite a bit. I caught a grand old bout of the 'flu, which has left me with the usual tightness of chest and shortness of breath. Despite my best efforts, I still got a C++ grade for two of my figure assignments and C+ for another. This isn't much of a good sign. Even better, YES, I have been clashing with Class Genius. Again. My imagination, perhaps, but the last thing I like to be told how to do is write scripts. WOMAN. Hello. I've run two short skits before. And everybody knew that they were to come over to my place on Monday to watch Globe Trekker...no, wait, they forgot to tell somebody. Oh, that's right, it was ME.
I wouldn't have minded, had I been told in advance. Hell, I'da been THRILLED! Do you know how often I actually get to have people over at my place? Not bloody often! But I was blindsided, and then Eva and Edwin decided to tag along, and I had to listen to them talk about their presentation for Social Etiquette the day after when Globe Trekker ended...Hey, 'scuse me, you're all fed and watered and I am not, because I put off my meal to watch the thing with you and not cause a fuss. I finally ate about an hour and a half later.
Today, DVT was quite fun because Kenny explained about the mikes we could use in our productions. The shotgun is so. Much. Love. ♥ But when Kenny started his explanation, I heard this insistent voice from behind my shoulder.
"[Mweeble]!"
"..."
"[Mweeble]!"
"Jesufleshwhadduyuwan Yes?"
"Pay attention!"
". . . ╬ ╬ ╬"
I am fully aware I am the sound mixer, and I need to pay attention to how the mikes work--anyway, I'm not the one skipping classes twice in the space of one week! And srsly, MM51-1, y'all just do NOT know me. Does this face look like it fudges attendance sheets? Didn't think so. Moving on.
But God has eyes! Next month, Hagal and Tetta begins its run in Comic BomBom! If the preview was anything to go by, it is going to be the sweetest damn manga you can lay eyes on. Angel Frypan this month was just weird. I mean, a cow in a kayak? With boobage? NOT UDDERS, BOOBAGE?! And just now, I got a call from Kah Peng in the SSD. Turns out next week, there's going to be a YCLMS reception, cos the whole thing is finally over. Damn well it should, it's been abt a year @_@ Apparently I have to go up in front of all the department heads and do a presentation on WHY I should be admitted into the program.
"Should I tell the others in my class?"
"Yes, please do, but only you have to do the presentation."
...OH. This is definitely something, innit? I was so gabrafied/gubrafied by the whole prospect, I later asked KP if I should be dressed formally on that day. He shot me a look that just about enquired for him if I had become brain dead.
Which is partly the reason I'm in mi room, eating mi cheez tart.