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| Well! I haven't used this thing in an eternity and a half... ^__^, I'll try to get back into the habit. Yarr.
It's almost my birthday!! | comments: Leave a comment   |
| | I'm trying to enter Fanart100 for the Sabriel characters. :x Hope it's not too general. If it is, I'll narrow it down to either the Clayr, or the Abhorsen line. | | comments: Leave a comment |
| Is there a single thing in the world cuter than a little brother curled up in a ball in front of the fire? He knocked his glasses off in his sleep, too.
I wish he was always this cute. | | comments: Leave a comment |
| Deedum.
I've been volunteering at the city this week. We walk around a table and make 1700 stacks of 41 different sheets of advertisement, then stick them into 1700 bags, with 1700 pens, 1700 little letter openers and 1700 note pads. Then, when we're done this step, hopefully today, we'll set out 1700 copies of another 40-ish handouts, of a different category (so they go into a different part of the bag- three different parts, actually) and sort those. And 1700 little "Ottawa!" pins. Those took a forever to get. They're surprisingly difficult to buy. -___-
I am so bored. I have to do this for the 40-hours-volunteer-work needed for graduation in Ontario, and my brother is doing it because my mother is forcing him to. She wants us to "bond".
So this is how I spend my birthday.
My friend Norma found out and is sacrificing a day of her summer, despite being done her hours and having already graduated, to help. So that I'm not with my brother and a bunch of strangers on my birthday.
Yippee!
I feel so sorry for her.
My sister should call from England today. *squee* She's home in 11 days! I can't wait, I haven't seen her for 7 months. I keep on dreaming that she's sleeping in her bed in our room, and waking up to find her... not there. *sigh*
Moo!
--Nora Julie D. | | comments: Leave a comment |
| Argh. I'm home, I'm happy, and the honeymoon is bloody over. I had some friends over on Monday and Tuesday, and I went to a friend's house on Wednesday. I mean, it's not like I've talked to any of my friends in six months. My mother is convinced I don't spend enough time at home and has grounded me.
Then she goes off to work and my brother and dad go on a three-hour bike ride. My sister is in england for the summer. *twitch* Ah, I'm so glad she's concerned about how little I've been using the computer lately- a mere four or five hours a day! Gasp!
I think I'm going to call Steph. Maybe Kim, too. She should be up right about now. I'll get in trouble for calling overseas at 11am, though. Hmm.
Boooored....
And none of my friends are online. I can't entertain myself on the computer when there's no one to be bothered by my loud key-tapping!
*dies, just to see if anyone is going to come home before she turns blue*
--Nora | | comments: Leave a comment |
| "rules:
1. Don't you dare sto to think or roect that spelling error.
It will be clear when we read it anyway, and if your fingers are on the right 'keyboards,' this is okay.
2. Don't dare to draw a big breath and think of what you want to say next.
We don't want thought out thoughts. We want "lunar ambivalence" and "sarcastic fidgets" thoughts ("those are mine, thankyou verry muchhh, and I want to keep them for a poem, so don't use them, you orange bastard with a purple neckbed scruff"), not the word that is on the tip of your mind that you can't think of.
We don't want things that you work on carefully.
Screw that.
If you have to, write "there is a word on the tip of my lisp [sic] that I can't quite get out right, I think it is something like purple paragraph, eat this spam, you zusard I mean buzzard."
3. After we reach this goal, or July 15, whichever comes first, we look back at all of this mush and wonder what it is.
The idea is that, at the end of this, we will be able to pick out some really awesome ideas for poems or stories. Maybe, a phrase that works perfectly in a fic.
4. Then, we talk about the mush.
"May I have it?"
"Sure, I didn't mean to use that one. It doesn't work for anything I'm trying to do."
"Okay, well, what about that one?"
"No way, that one is going into a story I am working on 'like a fantastic juggernaut,' as it says."
"I don't mind. I'll use my own one, orange sticky violins, for a potion that makes violins sticky." (Okay, that isn't plausible, but you follow me?
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... she says.
I think she's insane.
Edit: No, turns out she's not, but it's still scary. Imagine several pages of this stuff. Eek!
--Nora D. | | comments: 1 comment or Leave a comment |
| *blinkie*
Well, here I was, Monday morning, online and chatting to Becky and Rosy, whom I have barely spoken to since getting here, and all of a sudden there's Rosy advertizing Becky'S boards again- Dumbledore's Army loves you, she says. Joooooin!
Not in those exact words, but she did say "join!" alot. So I join.
But message boards always confuse me so! I prefer mailing lists! *glomps HP-G*
Haven't seen the movie yet, dammit! Now it's exams in the way. I'll see you soon, dearie, and your little dog, too! *cackles and latches onto Padfoot*
It's an awesome board. Err, boards? Tons of people, looks like tons of fun... But it's confusing, and I'm shy about posting stuff in there. Grr.
Am trying. My icon is of Trelawney. *twirls happily* Assuming I'm still there when the fourth movie gets out, I'll change it to Rita. I'll try and get a banner thingy for my sig, too. It looks so lonely and bare. I need a working scanner. And an image editing program better than MSPaint. *groan* It's Japan! You'd think they'd have decent technology, but nooo. Slow computer with no image editing program. Sigh.
Anyway. I'll try and oekaki me a picture to use, but this mouse is crap too, and I need something I can really rely on not to freeze up while I'm drawing. *cringe*
Moo!
--Nora Julie D./Nora D. Riddle/Nora R. Xavier (WHEE!) | | comments: Leave a comment |
| Hmm. I think now would be a good time to stop whining about Japan and actually post stuff, no? Eheh. No one will EVER read this! I can post whatever obcenity I want, and misspell words all the taimu! That's not bad english, that's japanese. ... Yeah, okay, it's engrish. ^o^ *cackle cackle snort* *cough*
I see Maya again today! She's been living at my canadian house for ten months, my lovely lil' japanese sister. Her parents and best friend are in Tokyo until tonight, we're meeting at Hachiko. Everyone loves to meet at Hachiko. ^___^ He'S that dog statue in Shibuya, for the dog who waited for his master all that time.
Anyway, yeah. I'm not sure what we'll do all day, but we'll figure something out. Kaori's there, so Ashley's also coming.
Last night was Yokohama Chinatown! It's huge, I had less than 2,000en and I forgot my camera. .______. I am such a loser. I have to go back, it was all impressive and big and stuff. And I found out that I've acquired a taste for chinese food as well as japanese in my time here. I used to hate the stuff.
I've never seen so many nikuman shops in one place in my life! *orgasm!*
I got some oil from some dish at the restaurant on my blouse, and I sure as hell hope it isn't stained. It didn't look too good, sdespite my efforts. Gave it to okaa-san to try her hand at.
And Nozomi, Yuka and I had fun with their new clothes yesterday. This one sweater was so huge, I put it on Yuusuke and we couldn't see him anymore. I love four-year-olds. *glomps da Yuu-chan*
--Nora Julie D.
-She who is having a good coupla days | | comments: Leave a comment |
| Hmm. Today. Today today today.
Dude, the ShinaJo dance classes involve skipping (no, really, it IS skipping!) across the gym continuously from one end to the other. It's so dull. Not only that, but doing it for an hour and you work up a horrible sweat. I've never felt so stinky in my LIFE. And I have tennis tomorrow, so no time to wash my gym clothes (japanese peoples rarely have dryers. Mine is no exception. DAMN THE HANGING CLOTHES OUTSIDE-NESS!) so I have hung it up in the yard, where it is windy and the damn thing will hopefully be aired out. Just like when I hang up my futon. Yes.
Argh, it was rainy today, so I had to cary around my school bag, my bento, my gym bag and my umbrella everywhere. SIGH!
Yuka- my littler host sister, 13- had to go home early today. She's sick. I don'T know if she's going to school tomorrow. Hmm.
Laura went to the post office and got hit on by a japanese university student again. Blond hair and blue eyes- oh, they love her. She once got chased through Harajuku by a guy on a bike for 17 minutes until he finally caught up with her. Tried to impress her with his membership at some prestigious university. Laura ran away and took the first train leaving, which happened to be going in the wring direction. ^___^; We figured she'd head back soon enopugh and just went on home without her.
Anyway, this guy was talking to her while she was trying to fill out thirty papers to send a package (extra paperwork because it's too small. -__-,) and Kirsten and I, who were hiding out back with some Peach Fanta and ChipStars, came over to see what was going on. He decided that three gaijin chicks was too much and ran away.
We're going to have a sleepover at Ashley's this Saturday. And the 19th is Mt. Fuji day for Laura and I! YEAAAAAH!!!! *do a lil' daaaance*
Laura, Kirsty and Ashley are going home in less than three weeks, though, and I'll be all alone... almost... *sigh*
On the other other hand, I get to see Maya and Gaby on the 26th! We're going to TDL together, then to Shibuya on Sunday. Maya and Gaby're Kyoto-jin, so they've never seen it. Buahaha. I insist on karaoke. *CACKLE*
--Nora, who is pissed at the school again, but that's nothing special | | comments: Leave a comment |
| ARRRGH!
All my HP-G friends have seen PoA, even my sister has, and they all love it, and I have to wait three weeks! Sob! 'tis depressing.
Climbing Mt. Fuji on the 20th. FUUUUN!!!
Oh, holy shit! Allira's veing an ass again! She's breaking all the school rules, and she knows it, and I can't wait 'til she gets caught. She had about 2$ in her account a few weeks ago. Tch. Her parents warned her.
When the school finds out what a bitch she's been, they're going to have a worsening opinion of Gaijin. We're publicity, see, and they use us to make money with advertisement, but they absolutely can't stand us. They're getting so sick of us all. Nyaha. Bitches. The problem is that they already think we're annoying and they treat us like carp, and it won't get any better when they find out about her.
ARRGH! Laura's blond, they like her, but she's old news. I'm tall, I'm "kakkoi" (meaning "cool", usually reserved for guys... *TWITCH*) AShley's short, pale, thin, with bright red hair and blue eyes. She's the "kawaii" one, the cutey. Next is Anne, the German girl, whose japanese is awesomefull. She's also friendly and stuff. Next up is Kirsten, who's got a round face, curly brown hair she puts in this bobby bun thing, big eyes, a cute little mouth... They adore her but, like Laura, she's old. Then there's Allira, who looks like Barbie. She's a bitch, but she's so pretty, they worship her. All the japanese girls, they WORSHIP her. ARRRGH! | | comments: Leave a comment |
| One day while Frodo was skipping in hazeldean mall, Kim burst in through the door. He demanded Frodo take the Ring of old japanese perverts and show and tell at school. Accompanied by his short, one-balled friends, Laura, Danielle and Jiliane, he set off for Rivendell where Elrond had nine drag makeup artists to protect him on his dangerous journey to south Quebec city. On his way, he was very nearly killed by the evil the boogey-man, captured by japanese school-girls and tortured to death by a power rangers and it's spinoffs marathon. Luckily Gollum came along and saved the day by eyebrow plucking. Aragorn became costume designer of Gondor, the Elves went to Shibuya and everyone won a cheese video award for their work on the movie. The End.
Well, that was vaguely entertaining. Poked the visitors thing at yummy-lembas.net. ^__^
Hmm. They went to Shibuya in the end. Smart elves, they'll have a blast there.
I played dress-up-funky with the rest of the gaijin gang yesterday, and we waltzed around Shibuya. T'was nice. Laura and I are horrible at makeup, and ended up looking like vampiric drag queens.
Kirsty and I hurt Laura's feelings this morning with one drag queen joke too many. Laura gets teased alot in America about how boyish she is, and she didn't want a reminder of how it's going to be when she gets back. I feel like an idiot. I hope we can at least be somehow comforting tomorrow. Shoulda just shut up.
--Nora D. | | comments: Leave a comment |
| Have I mentionned that there were two nice festivals this weekend, one right near my house of smallish-Kawasaki-city-only proportions, and the other presumably the biggest fesitval in Tokyo in the whole year, held in Asakusa, which is part of the Tokyo prefecture? And did you know I was supposed to go to the Kawasaki festival with my host-family on Saturday night, with a yukata and all, and to the big one on Sunday evening with Laura and Kirsty, after they went to church, and I'd been bouncing around looking foreward to both for ages?
AND I'M SICK IN BED WITH SOME HUGEASS COLD THE WHOLE WEEKEND!!!
CURSE MY STUPID HOST BROTHER FOR GIVING ME THIS COLD! CURSE HIM!!!! *snif*
I mean, the only other festival I know of that's gonna take place before I leave is in July, and it's almost two months away, and I won't be able to go with Laura and Kirsty, and it's all horribly unfair! Argh!
Moo.
On an unrelated note, the school forbids us going to Shibuya because the place has a bad reputation and our FREAKING rich and stuck up school doesn't want ANY of it's girls associated with the place. So if any ShinaJo girl is caught there, and on days when school gets out early the teachers go so far as to patrol the major streets of Shibuya (Freaks, I say. I mean, holy shit on a stick!), the girls are expelled, no ifs, ands or buts.
Of course, we're only the cute ryuugakusei (the exchange students) so we can't be blamed, we just have to say we didn't know. It worked the first time, anyway, but it's still dangerous to go there after school when school ends early.
Unfortunately, it has everything a teenager could ever want in Japan, and more, and all for incredibly cheap. It's everyone's favorite hangout, and all the ShinaJo girls go anyway, in their uniforms and all, because guess what: everyone has black hair and slightly dark skin, and they're all dressed the same- the ShinaJo-ers, I mean- so if they keep their distance, there's hardly any chance the teachers will recognize them. It's more dangerous for the ryuugakusei, because we stick out. Anyway, it's our favorite hangout, too.
So anyway, we go after school on normal days, when the teachers don't patrol. X3 It's too bothersome to bring spare clothes, so uniformed it is! Great fun. Just try not to walk in front of the video cameras for all the tons of shows that want to get some Shibuya footage, and set up at the busy street corners leading to and from the train station. That bit's tricky. Today, we had to walk down two blocks, cross the street and double back to get to the station without passing right in front of the camera. Arrrgh.
Love and CENTER-GUYS AND YAMAMBAS! OH MY GOD COOL! Lol!
And Lolitas.
And the "Surgeons."
And the cosplayers.
And all the other freak who hang out in Shibuya and Harajuku, the two coolest teen hangouts in Tokyo.
--Nora D.
*who drools over the dozens of Surgeons and Generals at Harajuku's Yoyogi Park* | | comments: Leave a comment |
| Well, I go home in two months... and five days... And I've stopped really enjoying my time here.
See, the japanese students are nice, for the most part, but conversation with them is usually limited to "it's cold today, isn't it?" "Yes, it is." "Was your exam hard?" "No, not really. Yours?" "Yes, it was very hard." "I see."
Not exactly thrilling, and they don'T want to speak japanese anyway, even if we can carry on a conversation ("we" being the Gaijin Gang/Club, the World Conference, the Exchange Students.) All the japanese students and school are interested in is practicing their english. Most host families are just the same. It gets dull, and annoying, and finally you get so angry at them all for it, because it slows your learning, and you came here to learn japanese, not teach them english, and it's just not FAIR!
So all of us eventually shrink away from the japanese girls (it's an all girls' school.) We don't actually act cold towards them, but we don't actively seek their company. We eat is small groups on the roof, usually four or five of us- Anne is still able to withstand the japanse girls and eats with them always. She's becoming very good friends with some of them. Maybe because she's german, and only the ones who really aren't interested in trying their english approach her, and they don't really want to approach any of us because by the time we met them, we'd all already snapped. Anne has three friends who speak to her in japanese. It's nice to see.
However, it leaves he other five of us, the english speakers, alone with ourselves, which in turn makes us all support each other through the hard times and makes most of us very close friends.
Two of my closest friends, anywhere, right now, are Kirsten and Laura, two american girls. Ashley, the other canadian, is nice but we're so completely opposite in everything that we simply cannot stand eachother as more than casual friends, or sorta close acquaintances. We do help each other when there's need, though. As for the australian girl, Allira... sneaky, immature, stuck-up, spending her parents' money like crazy when they've told her to stop spending so much, a good liar and the most sickeningly Barbie-y person I've ever met, in every way (she's also boy-crazy and perverted, although sometimes not in a joking way), I cannot stand her. But I do, because she's a Gaijin and we stick together.
Laura, Kirsten and Ashley go home in one month, and they're starting to feel it- especially Laura and Kirsty, who've been here for nine months already. They go home soon, but I have another month on my own. I don't mind (well, I mind being alone with Allira for everything, but...) that in itself, but it's the side effects of knowing they leave so soon that get to me.
Every time I have a minute to myself, my thoughts drift back to Laura and Kirsty leaving, to how it's so much like all the times I've moved away and lost friends in the past, having a military father, and I really don't want to lose them. I really do feel so close to them.
Thinking of them always reminds me of my best friend Nell, and then I think of how I want to go to her house and surprise her when I get home, but I know I won't, and how sad it will be to not have my sister with me because she'll be on vacation, and tons of other little things, all for "when I get home". These thoughts make me homesick, and thanks to them, I can't actually focus on my host-family, or how cool Japan is, or even the festival I'm going to soon that should be a high point of my trip. I can't really focus on enjoying all the great new things around that I'll never see again, and I often have my head in the clouds and miss things I would have wanted to see, or do.
It's annoying and it makes me sad, because I'll never do this again. I need to get over it and enjoy the last long stretch of my program, and I don't know how. It frustrates me.
--Nora D.
-Pink and turquoise polka dots... of my God, Allira... | | comments: Leave a comment |
| Hmm. Took this from my friend Ro-chan/Crow.
1 THING MOST PEOPLE DON'T KNOW ABOUT YOU:
そ? I sometimes get bored and draw smut. Don't tell my mother.
2 THINGS YOU DO EVERY MORNING:
そ? Curse the sun and thin paper over the windows- it keeps none of the light out
そ? Stare at this blanket I've had since I was 4 for about ten minutes
3 THINGS PEOPLE FIND WEIRD ABOUT YOU:
そ? I eat avocados like oranges.
そ? I willingly and joyfully go into class on Saturday morning (well, only my loser week-day-classmates think it's wierd.)
そ? I keep old train tickets as souvenirs, despite having thirty exactly alike.
4 THINGS YOU DO DAILY:
そ? Draw something
そ? Read several pages out of anything I can get my hands on
そ? Put black tape around my fingers
そ? Pull the tape off my fingers, usually a few minutes after having put it it on
5 THINGS YOU LOVE:
そ? My manga
そ? My fantasy books
そ? The One Piece eraser Yuuki gave me when I arrived at his house.
そ? My only pair of pants- the really baggy ones I had to tear at the bottom
そ? My black tights
6 THINGS YOU COULD PROBABLY DO WITHOUT, BUT DON'T:
そ? My pink pencil (I draw better with it than with the blue one, really!)
そ? The old blanket I've had since I was 4
そ? My daily fanfiction reading
そ? Coffee
そ? Sabriel, Lirael and Abhorsen- how many times have I read those?
そ? My very own pink and brown chopsticks
7 THINGS THAT ANNOY THE #%$! OUT OF YOU:
そ? Little kids
そ? *Australian* preps... *kill kill*
そ? My host-school, it's rules and the jacket that is part of it's uniform
そ? My inability to say no when the australian prep aks me to go shopping with her
そ? Shopping, with anyone
そ? My inability to say no to someone's face, about anything, point
そ? Today especially, my hair
8 THINGS YOU WISH YOU HAD:
そ? More manga
そ? Perfect japanese
そ? More (see: infinite) money
そ? My mother's salmon pie
そ? A train that went by my host-house
そ? My mother's crepes
そ? Asian hair
そ? My mother
9 THINGS AT RANDOM:
そ? My (little) host brother likes to say "SCUSE ME!!!" and "OKAAAAY!" but speaks no other english.
そ? My (older) host-brother is wearing a shirt that says "COLONEL CONDOM" on it, and I honestly doubt he knows it.
そ? I am currently fiddling with my hair, again.
そ? I need to read some boysmut, and soon.
そ? I'm reading Sabriel for the ninth time.
そ? Nara Shikamaru is sexy.
そ? "Are??" if my favorite japanese expression...
そ? ... closely followed by "Ah! Shinda!"
そ? I go out to Shibuya in my school uniform on Saturdays. ^o^ I can get instantly suspended for that! | | comments: Leave a comment |
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