Tenderising meat without a tenderiser is like trying to cry when you don't have tear ducts.
My spine is screaming, my shoulders are crying :c
I went out collecting for the Red Cross today, for Japan's Tsunami and Earthquake Relief fund. Was there from half two to six, and met really really really cool people in numbers small enough for me to enjoy myself and not! Get! Freaked out at. We were posted in pairs (never FOREVER ALONE) in the city center, holding out buckets up and asking for donations to be made :>
Done this once before, in Scotland for Cancer Research. I have no idea how I went three days of this, with longer hours and snowstorms (one time, I was so proud of myself thinking whoaaaa, my collecting bucket is so heavy, I must have collected enough to cure cancer!!! Then finding out, once the accountant man opens the bucket, the weight was mostly snow ._. ) without keeling over and just simply dying. It's massively tiring, and, well.
Racists. Or jackasses, or silly sods, take your pick of words. One young girl saying WTH FOR JAPAN'S THE RICHEST NATION ON EARTH.
._.
No. That's not how it works. Not a little not at all. It's fine if you don't donate, I kept a startled smile on for the entire duration of my time there. I don't scowl even if you just brush me off. But instead of just shutting up and walking on, saying that? Ffs.
But the champion of assholiness was a young man, pulling at the corners off his eyes so that he got, yanno, ~slit-eyed~, in one fell swoop INSULTING OVER A BILLION BLOODY PEOPLE, then saying something along the lines of "Screw me, give me money," lalala. Man. If I was a dude, I might've actually punched me. As is, I scowled, 'cos I had on a Red Cross jersey and will not soil their name for a bastard. Even if I shoulda kicked him in the meat and two veg so's he doesn't get to propagate.
But! On the whole! Plenty of massively, massively nice people :> I think I might have hit a hundred pounds, but this is on weight. I made an effort not to look when people put money in, because I didn't want people to think I was judging their utterly marvelous contributions. People put money in, I let nice words out. All in my chirpy, madly disturbing voice. You? Are utterly lovely. Thank you so much, you're saving Japan one item of clothing/food/medicine at a time!
It's nice, being happy. Helped along by some people emptying out their wallets then apologising for not having more. You're an utter hero just for that, what.
And there were some really, really nice things.
A wee blond girl, who must've been just 4, maybe 5, was coming out of the shopping center we were in front of. I was hollering something like "Save Japan! Spare Change for Japan!", or my personal favourite "JAPANJAPANJAPANJAPANJAPANJAPAN" till I get blue in the face. Her ma was walking towards the opposite side, but she just staaaared at me and grabbed onto her mother's leg, not letting her mom walk away. She pointed at me, then stared at her mum. This goes on for quite a while, until her mum gives her a fistful of coins.
I kneeled at the ground, holding out the bucket to her tiny level, and let her drop all the coins in with a satisfying KSsKHHSKSKKLANG.
Man, I thought I was going to pick her up and run away with her. I didn't! I just said thankyou in a super solemn way.
Very young kids giving their own money had me awwww-ing all over the place.
And a dude passed by, saying he wouldn't donate 'cos we're not the China thing.
I asked M, my second-half collecting partner, WHAT HAS HAPPENED IN CHINA OMG ;~;
Then the dude turned on his heel, facepalming self. He asked me "It's the Japan thing isn't it?"
I was getting confused if any thing had happened at all, so just said it's for the tsunami and earthquake in Japan! And he donated.
Found out that as the hours went on, though, my outside and inside were rapidly breaking away from each other. Smile got sweeter as soul got bitter. Begrudging people who shoved past me or who were mean. It didn't interfere with my manner, though, and my personal feeling is that your intention can be evil as you like, so long as your actions are good.
This is long. if you're reading, you're probably bored. I'm sorry ;~; But I need to write all this down, 'cos I need to write things down.
Why, am I so flustered about doing all this? (Including a stupidly stupid stupid unsuccesful stupid help_japan thread that's stupid and bigheaded)
If ever, something on this scale of calamity hits Malaysia, I think much comfort would be derived from thinking someone out there cares. So yeah, it's mostly for selfish reasons, but I have Japanese friends, and if I can't stop the tsunami and I can't with meine own hands rebuild the buildings, I want to make a small sign of my hopeless affection.
Man, this was long. And it probably sounds ridiculous and too wimpy and I worry about your thoughts already, but these are my feelings on this terrible terrible disaster and the people who are fighting on.
Phew, all off my chest now u///u On High will be posted tomorrow, probably.
Honey, is good. Got a hospital appointment for tomorrow, must... wake up... in time :c
Why won't a dissertation write itself?!/!
I went out collecting for the Red Cross today, for Japan's Tsunami and Earthquake Relief fund. Was there from half two to six, and met really really really cool people in numbers small enough for me to enjoy myself and not! Get! Freaked out at. We were posted in pairs (never FOREVER ALONE) in the city center, holding out buckets up and asking for donations to be made :>
Done this once before, in Scotland for Cancer Research. I have no idea how I went three days of this, with longer hours and snowstorms (one time, I was so proud of myself thinking whoaaaa, my collecting bucket is so heavy, I must have collected enough to cure cancer!!! Then finding out, once the accountant man opens the bucket, the weight was mostly snow ._. ) without keeling over and just simply dying. It's massively tiring, and, well.
Racists. Or jackasses, or silly sods, take your pick of words. One young girl saying WTH FOR JAPAN'S THE RICHEST NATION ON EARTH.
._.
No. That's not how it works. Not a little not at all. It's fine if you don't donate, I kept a startled smile on for the entire duration of my time there. I don't scowl even if you just brush me off. But instead of just shutting up and walking on, saying that? Ffs.
But the champion of assholiness was a young man, pulling at the corners off his eyes so that he got, yanno, ~slit-eyed~, in one fell swoop INSULTING OVER A BILLION BLOODY PEOPLE, then saying something along the lines of "Screw me, give me money," lalala. Man. If I was a dude, I might've actually punched me. As is, I scowled, 'cos I had on a Red Cross jersey and will not soil their name for a bastard. Even if I shoulda kicked him in the meat and two veg so's he doesn't get to propagate.
But! On the whole! Plenty of massively, massively nice people :> I think I might have hit a hundred pounds, but this is on weight. I made an effort not to look when people put money in, because I didn't want people to think I was judging their utterly marvelous contributions. People put money in, I let nice words out. All in my chirpy, madly disturbing voice. You? Are utterly lovely. Thank you so much, you're saving Japan one item of clothing/food/medicine at a time!
It's nice, being happy. Helped along by some people emptying out their wallets then apologising for not having more. You're an utter hero just for that, what.
And there were some really, really nice things.
A wee blond girl, who must've been just 4, maybe 5, was coming out of the shopping center we were in front of. I was hollering something like "Save Japan! Spare Change for Japan!", or my personal favourite "JAPANJAPANJAPANJAPANJAPANJAPAN" till I get blue in the face. Her ma was walking towards the opposite side, but she just staaaared at me and grabbed onto her mother's leg, not letting her mom walk away. She pointed at me, then stared at her mum. This goes on for quite a while, until her mum gives her a fistful of coins.
I kneeled at the ground, holding out the bucket to her tiny level, and let her drop all the coins in with a satisfying KSsKHHSKSKKLANG.
Man, I thought I was going to pick her up and run away with her. I didn't! I just said thankyou in a super solemn way.
Very young kids giving their own money had me awwww-ing all over the place.
And a dude passed by, saying he wouldn't donate 'cos we're not the China thing.
I asked M, my second-half collecting partner, WHAT HAS HAPPENED IN CHINA OMG ;~;
Then the dude turned on his heel, facepalming self. He asked me "It's the Japan thing isn't it?"
I was getting confused if any thing had happened at all, so just said it's for the tsunami and earthquake in Japan! And he donated.
Found out that as the hours went on, though, my outside and inside were rapidly breaking away from each other. Smile got sweeter as soul got bitter. Begrudging people who shoved past me or who were mean. It didn't interfere with my manner, though, and my personal feeling is that your intention can be evil as you like, so long as your actions are good.
This is long. if you're reading, you're probably bored. I'm sorry ;~; But I need to write all this down, 'cos I need to write things down.
Why, am I so flustered about doing all this? (Including a stupidly stupid stupid unsuccesful stupid help_japan thread that's stupid and bigheaded)
If ever, something on this scale of calamity hits Malaysia, I think much comfort would be derived from thinking someone out there cares. So yeah, it's mostly for selfish reasons, but I have Japanese friends, and if I can't stop the tsunami and I can't with meine own hands rebuild the buildings, I want to make a small sign of my hopeless affection.
Man, this was long. And it probably sounds ridiculous and too wimpy and I worry about your thoughts already, but these are my feelings on this terrible terrible disaster and the people who are fighting on.
Phew, all off my chest now u///u On High will be posted tomorrow, probably.
Honey, is good. Got a hospital appointment for tomorrow, must... wake up... in time :c
Why won't a dissertation write itself?!/!