TBS love, school, idjits, and takedowns
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la_belle_laideWhat can I say, I love this spaztacular freak, and Unhinged!Lazzara with crazy eyes and trickster smile is my favorite Lazzara of all.
THE OTHER NINETY EIGHT STILLS. ^_^;; And the video is a post down from here. :)
So! School today was pretty decent all in all, aside from being 20 minutes late due to bruxism-inducing traffic and nearly homicide-inducing stupid people. I got 100 on my first A&P II quiz regardless of having been so damn late, whereas the guy across from me, Mr. Uterine-excretion, managed an 80 after struggling with the test for 40 minutes and finally making up his own answers on a match the answers test. Seriously, it was matching hormone to function, meaning that all the answers were there, but he chose to write in his own, because the teacher was wrong, ya see. Then when I got my test back, he reached across the table and turned mine face down. "I don't want to see your 100," he told me. Well I don't want to see your lousy face, pal, was what I did not answer. Admire my restraint. He also left the class in the middle of the lecture, right after lunch break, for about two minutes to go to the cafe to get himself a snack, then made the professor go back two slides so he could copy down what he missed. Douche.
Then there's this new guy and he's one of those typical wiseguys, you know the ones. He has the answer to everything even if he doesn't, always punctuated by a self-satisfied "heh." He overtalks the professor, has to crack jokes, even repeating what the professor is saying in stupid accents occasionally. He also held forth at great length about "fat chicks" and how they're sometimes nice, but they have to be because they don't have anything else going for them. His two friends kept apologizing for him and saying, "Well, he's only twenty one." You know" I know 16 year olds who know when and exactly how to STFU and not act like an animal. For godsakes.
Man, last trimester's A&P class was so nice; I liked everyone. WTF happened? All these stupid new people, Jesus.
Anyway, I got most of my books (one's on backorder) with my gift certificates (THANKS TO MY WONDERFUL FRIEND KIM!) and I have enough left over so that I can get my massage table for a mere 100 bucks, which includes tax and delivery straight to my house, as well as a carrying case! I'm happy!
Right now I'm somewhere between medical massage and doing something else, like nutrition or whatever. I really, really, really want to do holistic health or something like herbal pharmacology. This is going to take some doing.
Anyway.
Last night in Kung Fu I did a scissor-kick takedown! I had been watching Empress practice this on Te Ji Han and I really wanted to try it. She let me practice it on her after she saw me trying to practice it on one of the bags. Gold Dragon saw me doing that and missed the beginning of the move; all he saw was me slapping out beside the bag and he asked, "Are you throwing yourself?" I had to laugh. Then Empress let me try it, then she tried it on me, and a few corrections and BAM! I was doing scissor-kick takedown thingies! I was so proud of myself. It's so much easier than I thought it was going to be and it looks really cool. (Well, basically you just go into a handstand only with your legs parallel to the ground, then you scissor them behind the knees and in front of the chest of the other person, you flip onto your back and WHAM! down they go.)
As always, another boy there--let's call him Otaku-chan--got rambly about FFVII. He's new to it and totally obsessed with it, which I understand. ^_^ He mentioned something about "Mako" in class once a few weeks back and I was like, "WTF, WTF? Are you playing VII?" So I just fell into the roll of "adult fangirl, ask me anything about this game" and so we have a big conversation about it at the end of every class. As we were leaving, I realized I had the soundtrack playing in my car so I pulled up to their truck and rolled down my window. Otaku-chan got out of this car: "ONE WINGED ANGEL! ONE WINGED ANGEL! BLAST IT!" Ahhh, it was fun.
We're not officially doing outdoor sword and staff yet, but I had gotten there early, and High School Homeboy was already there because his adorable daughter--let's call her the Chibi Ninja because that's exactly what she's like--was training. So High School Homeboy and I went outside and went through the staff form. I actually remembered most of it
I'm effing exhausted, damn. I was having crazy dreams this morning, dreams that I was waking up when I wasn't, and then I couldn't wake up until finally my crow started screaming. For once, I was relieved that he woke me. Thank goodness, because my alarm hadn't gone off and I was already running five minutes late. Then, the rest of the day just took it out of me.
I'm sorry this is so rambly.
Fringe is on tonight, and I get to watch last week's House too. Last week's, mind you. As in, from Monday the 4th. So don't be talking about last night's because I don't get to see that bitch until next Teusday. >_<
Laaleelaa, I could fall asleep right now, to be honest. O_O
THE OTHER NINETY EIGHT STILLS. ^_^;; And the video is a post down from here. :)
So! School today was pretty decent all in all, aside from being 20 minutes late due to bruxism-inducing traffic and nearly homicide-inducing stupid people. I got 100 on my first A&P II quiz regardless of having been so damn late, whereas the guy across from me, Mr. Uterine-excretion, managed an 80 after struggling with the test for 40 minutes and finally making up his own answers on a match the answers test. Seriously, it was matching hormone to function, meaning that all the answers were there, but he chose to write in his own, because the teacher was wrong, ya see. Then when I got my test back, he reached across the table and turned mine face down. "I don't want to see your 100," he told me. Well I don't want to see your lousy face, pal, was what I did not answer. Admire my restraint. He also left the class in the middle of the lecture, right after lunch break, for about two minutes to go to the cafe to get himself a snack, then made the professor go back two slides so he could copy down what he missed. Douche.
Then there's this new guy and he's one of those typical wiseguys, you know the ones. He has the answer to everything even if he doesn't, always punctuated by a self-satisfied "heh." He overtalks the professor, has to crack jokes, even repeating what the professor is saying in stupid accents occasionally. He also held forth at great length about "fat chicks" and how they're sometimes nice, but they have to be because they don't have anything else going for them. His two friends kept apologizing for him and saying, "Well, he's only twenty one." You know" I know 16 year olds who know when and exactly how to STFU and not act like an animal. For godsakes.
Man, last trimester's A&P class was so nice; I liked everyone. WTF happened? All these stupid new people, Jesus.
Anyway, I got most of my books (one's on backorder) with my gift certificates (THANKS TO MY WONDERFUL FRIEND KIM!) and I have enough left over so that I can get my massage table for a mere 100 bucks, which includes tax and delivery straight to my house, as well as a carrying case! I'm happy!
Right now I'm somewhere between medical massage and doing something else, like nutrition or whatever. I really, really, really want to do holistic health or something like herbal pharmacology. This is going to take some doing.
Anyway.
Last night in Kung Fu I did a scissor-kick takedown! I had been watching Empress practice this on Te Ji Han and I really wanted to try it. She let me practice it on her after she saw me trying to practice it on one of the bags. Gold Dragon saw me doing that and missed the beginning of the move; all he saw was me slapping out beside the bag and he asked, "Are you throwing yourself?" I had to laugh. Then Empress let me try it, then she tried it on me, and a few corrections and BAM! I was doing scissor-kick takedown thingies! I was so proud of myself. It's so much easier than I thought it was going to be and it looks really cool. (Well, basically you just go into a handstand only with your legs parallel to the ground, then you scissor them behind the knees and in front of the chest of the other person, you flip onto your back and WHAM! down they go.)
As always, another boy there--let's call him Otaku-chan--got rambly about FFVII. He's new to it and totally obsessed with it, which I understand. ^_^ He mentioned something about "Mako" in class once a few weeks back and I was like, "WTF, WTF? Are you playing VII?" So I just fell into the roll of "adult fangirl, ask me anything about this game" and so we have a big conversation about it at the end of every class. As we were leaving, I realized I had the soundtrack playing in my car so I pulled up to their truck and rolled down my window. Otaku-chan got out of this car: "ONE WINGED ANGEL! ONE WINGED ANGEL! BLAST IT!" Ahhh, it was fun.
We're not officially doing outdoor sword and staff yet, but I had gotten there early, and High School Homeboy was already there because his adorable daughter--let's call her the Chibi Ninja because that's exactly what she's like--was training. So High School Homeboy and I went outside and went through the staff form. I actually remembered most of it
I'm effing exhausted, damn. I was having crazy dreams this morning, dreams that I was waking up when I wasn't, and then I couldn't wake up until finally my crow started screaming. For once, I was relieved that he woke me. Thank goodness, because my alarm hadn't gone off and I was already running five minutes late. Then, the rest of the day just took it out of me.
I'm sorry this is so rambly.
Fringe is on tonight, and I get to watch last week's House too. Last week's, mind you. As in, from Monday the 4th. So don't be talking about last night's because I don't get to see that bitch until next Teusday. >_<
Laaleelaa, I could fall asleep right now, to be honest. O_O
You know what....
Date: 2009-05-15 12:19 am (UTC)Do you know why I admire you?
I admire you because you actually DO things. You don't just say it. You actually Do things that have some semblance of meaningfulness...If only to you. Its fulfilling and rewarding. I am not a person that just talks about doing what I do either. I get out there and do it. I like that. It is an attractive trait.
So while others are sitting around polluting their brains, and discussing utterly meaningless things, wishing on stars, and riding waves. We are actually doing SOMETHING with our lives. Hell even if its wrong...its something.
Re: You know what....
Date: 2009-05-15 02:04 am (UTC)As for yourself, I am glad that you're doing things with your life as well; things that make you happy and fulfilled. That's all any of us can do, right anon? ^_^
Re: You know what....
Date: 2009-05-15 02:59 am (UTC)Re: You know what....
Date: 2009-05-15 03:13 am (UTC)