Delusion-Elle

Let me graaaaaab your soooooooul away~
YOU KNOW IT'S MEEEE, CATHYYY
HEATHCLIFFFF~~~
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Sorry I just remembered why I love this song. (Though I must say that her spotting while she's spinning is not done very well. She was probably rather dizzy afterward.) The book was quite good, too. I recommend it for all those girls who are suckers for romance but don't want stupid sugar-coated fluff about flawless people (OXYMORON ALERT!). I think that the way the story is framed is rather interesting with how it's essentially this very secondary character just relaying this tale... blah blah blah alright alright, I'll stop. xP

Today was a strange day. Well, not really strange, but it resulted in a very tired me at about 10PM, which is indeed far too early for tiredness to claim me. But it did. D:

IT IS NEARLY 2AM BUT I WANT TO BLOG TO MAKE UP FOR HOW LITTLE I'VE BLOGGED IN THE PAST WEEK. T________T CHECK UNDER THE CUT IF YOU WANT TO READ ABOUT MY DAY, WHICH PROBABLY WON'T INTEREST YOU, BUT I DON'T GIVE A CRAP, I'M GOING TO RAMBLE ABOUT IT ANYHOW BECAUSE I AM TIRED AND FEEL LIKE IT.



Tutoring this morning was... maddening. We went over tangent planes. I did okay on manipulating equations, and then we went over the stupid midterm that I (and hopefully most of the class) failed. Unfortunately it seems that it was relatively easy. =_______= I just don't seem to be able to think on the right level of math complexity when I write my exams. It also seems that if I don't pat my cat on the head before I leave the house to take an exam, I am guaranteed to fail. This may sound ridiculous and somewhat voodoo and uncharacteristically superstitious of me, but I think that it's all psychological. I think that patting my cat's head for good luck will help me pass so during the exam, my mentality (probably subconsciously) is that I *will* pass. Or at least I think that's how it's working (or not) for me.
Also, can anyone offer hints as to why people like to pat me on the head? D:

So tutoring ended with me just sitting there with an expression of absolute dismay mixed with a bit of disgust, with just a dash of rage. Just a dash, mind you~ I went home, ate food, finished my homework for math 221 (HELL YEAH, THE CREEP IN MY CPSC CLASS WAS USEFUL FOR ONCE WITH THE ANSWER KEY THING HE SENT), and hugged my cat. I also watched the football game, though I wouldn't find out the results until later. Then I headed for the busstop after deciding that I didn't need a bag and that it was decent enough weather outside that it wouldn't rain.

Oh Vancouver, how you undermine me so.

Of course, it was raining. Not heavily, thank goodness, but it was a light misty kind of rain that just gets everywhere even if you've got your hood on and are using an umbrella. About two blocks of walking later, I put on my hood. And another block after that, I was cursing myself for not packing an umbrella. In retrospect I didn't need the umbrella so I guess my lack of foresight turned out okay.

I bussed it to the mall with B4BYme where we saw our old gr. 8 Socials teacher (I'm pretty damn sure he only just recognized us and didn't really *remember* us) and then bought food. WHY WAS IT SO CROWDED AT THE MALL? WHY? It's a big mall. WHY WAS EVERYONE CONGREGATED EVERYWHERE ALL AT THE SAME TIME? Srsly. IT ISN'T CHRISTMAS YET, PEOPLE, DESPITE THE DECORATIONS THAT ARE UP.

And we went by the old HMV I used to work at. T^T IT'S JUST REALLY WEIRD LOOKING AT THIS CALENDAR STORE IN ITS PLACE WITH OUR SHELVES AND COUNTERTOPS AND MAAAAAAN. Weird.

The rain hadn't stopped by the time we skytrained and walked it to A.N.'s place. And I wasn't wearing my rainboots (just my normal black ones) so my socks were wet. Again. I never dress properly for the weather. Never. =______=

All I'm going to say about what little of the MJ party I experienced is that... Wii Party is just ASDFASFDASDFASFDASFDJKL;. =_____= Stupid phucking COMPUTER PLAYER THAT LOOKED LIKE A MAN. She/he was ridiculous hax at everything. EVERYTHING. Except for the mini-games, WHICH AMOUNTED TO JACKSHIT. But oh well. =____= And I realize now that geographically the "hotspot" on the world map in that stupid game representing Canada is Vancouver. xP Wow. We aren't even the nation's capital or anything. Heck, we aren't even BC's capital. LOL NINTENDO.

Oh my gosh. My computer clock went from 1:59AM to 1:00AM. MINDFUCK. Oh right. Daylight Savings is over! I WILL PROBABLY SPEND THIS EXTRA HOUR SLEEPING, JUST SAYIN'.

So I got a ride home where we picked up the rest of the family and then headed to my cousin's place. And that is where I was introduced to...
PLANTS VS. ZOMBIES.
Holy mother of Jesus. That game is insane. I'm not going to say that it was the most interesting game I've ever played or anything, but I couldn't put it down. D: ...Although, admittedly, it never crossed my mind to put it down. v____v That's how horrible a chokehold it had on me. I barely paid attention to the hockey game. All the goals that were scored just seemed horribly irrelephant. It was just me and my army of pea-shooters, squash, mushrooms, and walnuts versus these stupid freaking zombies. Nowait, I *do* remember Jimmy Howard's pads, which my cousin pointed out look like he's wearing red shoes. And a Sedin scored a goal, of course, because the Sedins do the brunt of the work on this team and we won 6-4. Srsly Detroit, you're losing it.


I AM SO READY FOR THE ZOMBIE APOCALYPSE.
BRING IT ON, BIEBER.
I'D LIKE TO SEE YOU GNAW THROUGH MY WALL OF WALNUTS, WITH YOUR BIEBER TEETH. THAT'S RIGHT. YOUR BIEBER TEETH.

Hi, my name is nonsense, and I run this joint.

Here's some Canadian content for those of you who made it this far~

That main melody was my solo, goddammit. T_____T Yeah, I miss my flute, too, though it isn't my plug in baby in any way, shape or form. Actually, flutes pretty much had that whole accordian part.
CIRQUE DU SOLEIL HAS SOME PRETTTTY MUSIC~~~
"ALEGRIA" IS BEAUTIFUL AS WELL~

Srsly if you made it this far without passing out, you deserve a cookie--> (::)