It's a pretty well-known fact that people are more willing to listen to you if you appear confident. That is, if you speak slowly (BUT NOT TOO SLOW, LIKE MY ENGLISH TUTOR DX) and clearly, and make eye contact. My Philosophy tutor... well, he makes eye contact, but he mumbles. He just mumbles and mumbles. Like, if you say, "Is the answer for ( Read more... )

God, I was so close to tears (of frustration, mind) just an hour ago because of my fucking diary. I was trying to get into the lecture hall I was in yesterday, but there was (apparently) a lecture going on. So I went to my tute room, but it was locked. So I sat outside the lecture hall and waited for one hour-- after which I discovered that they ( Read more... )

(I don't care if this is TMI.) I HAVE NEVER BEEN SO HAPPY TO SEE MY PERIOD BEFORE.

SERIOUSLY. UGH. I'm lucky in that I don't get cramps (and/or diarrhea, in some... uh... interesting cases DX) but I get moodswings like WHOA. And so now maybe I can stop being like a cranky pregnant woman and can go back to just being a cranky teenager instead. :D ( Read more... )

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R.I.P. Dad. ♥
I'm a lovely daughter and ergo don't miss you much. But it wouldn't be so bad if you were still here, so I could get a hug from you.

edit: I'm assuming you all know what it's like to go to sleep in an odd position and then wake up and ache because of it. As in, you're fine, but once you try to move your body back into the right ( Read more... )

I can't remember last year's resolutions. I tend not to make them as I also tend to break them. Sha Tin College made us make some, though. It was probably something really lame like "Get higher than 36" or "Pay more attention in Maths", because I wanted to get the teachers off my back. Anyway, this year I think I'm just gonna resolve to not let ( Read more... )

Taz, I can't believe that you've never watched Saturday Night Fever.

( I stuck the 'dance floor' scene under the cut. )

MY GOD. THE CHOCOBO(s? What the plural of Chocobo?) IN FFXII ARE FUCKING SEXY. I'm not up to there yet, but my brother is, and... bzuhhh. I was watching the opening clip and drooling over the Chocobo(... s ( Read more... )

( Meh. )

Is it really awful of me to say that, after the *ZOMGANGSTEMODEPRESSION*, it became so easy for me to retreat back behind the wall of silly and stupid that I've effectively been able to pretend that my father never existed? It only hurts at random intervals now, when someone in my extended/family brings it up, or when I stop trying to keep up in ( Read more... )