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The Rules. Song lyrics. Identify artist and song correctly, comment and you win a digital cookie. Googlers will be disciplined with digital sticks. IT'LL BE FUN. The meme, not the sticks.
Time for Katy to again demonstrate her horrible taste in music. >_<
1. These girls are really sleazy, all they just say is "Please me"/Or spend some time and rock a rhyme, I said "It's not that easy"
It's Tricky/Run DMC guessed by Laura
2. There he is wrapped in a ball/Doesn't seem to move at all/Perhaps he's dead/I'll just make sure/Pick this book up off the floor
Boris the Spider/The Who guessed by Lizzu
3. Inside my heart is breaking/My make-up may be flaking, but my smile... still stays on
The Show Must Go On/Queen guessed by Lizzu
4. How 'bout the power to kill a yak from 200 yards away.../with mind bullets! That's telekinesis, Kyle.
Wonderboy/Tenacious D guessed by Lizzu
5. I found shelter/In some thoughts turning wheels around/I said 39 times that I love you/to the beauty I had found
Hotel Yorba/The White Stripes guessed by Lizzu
6. So if you're lonely/You know I'm here waiting for you/I'm just a crosshair/I'm just a shot away from you
Take Me Out/Franz Ferdinand guessed by Lizzu
7. And it’s all in my head/But she’s touching his—chest/Now, he takes off her dress/Now, let me go
Mr Brightside/The Killers guessed by Lizzu
8. Unos dos tres catorce!
9. You think the way you live is okay/You think posing/Will save the day/You think we don't see/That you're running/Better call your boys/'Cause I'm coming
Guessed by Tasha. ^_~
10. Give me a whisper/And give me a sign/Give me a kiss before you/tell me goodbye
11. I guess it's fair if he always pays the rent/And he doesn't get bent/about sleeping on the couch when I'm there.
Bohemian Like You/Dandy Warhols guessed by Lizzu
12. Big black boots/long brown hair/she's so sweet/with her get back stare.
Are You Gonna Be My Girl?/Jet guessed by Lizzu
And just to be cruel, a few in Japanese...
13. Atsuku yume wo kasanete/ayamachi/osorezu ni/motomeau seishun
White Reflection/Two Mix guessed by Tasha
14. Hoshitachi wa shinju no you ni/tsuyoi hikari hanachi hajimeru
15. Doko made mo/kagayaku sora ni/omae...dake no...seiza wo...mezase!
Pegasus Fantasy/Make-Up guessed by Lizzu.
Happy birthday to you,
Love from Seph 'n' Riku,
Katy's writing fic at the moment,
And soon she'll give it to you!
You will not win prizes for guessing that this blog entry does not represent the most cheerful of Katys. Not saying much given the kind of person I am, I know, but that's the way it goes. I would rather be in Japan than this rotten little town I nominally call home, but that's not going to happen.
Feel free to avoid this blog entry, it's not getting any better. I invoke and reserve the same right as her to blog about what I feel like. It's just right now I feel like sleeping under a rock for a year.
Let's start at the beginning. Leaving Fukuoka was a nightmare on wheels, with all the Things I have Acquired Over the Last Year in tow. Have you ever lugged 40 kg of luggage through Tokyo station in summer on your own before? If not let me tell you it is neither easy nor pleasant. Especially with what came later and the discovery that there was sod all point in doing it. *hisses*
Should you ever find yourself looking for somewhere to stay in Narita. however, and this will be the more cheerful of the things I mention, please do stay here, the Narita View Hotel. Since I know I am going to be tearing strips off at least one company in this blog entry, I shall highlight just how good I thought this one was. I have never had a more pleasant stay in a hotel for a more reasonable price. It was lovely. Entirely too fancy for the likes of me, as evidenced when I mystified the concierge trying to take my own baggage into the hotel. >_< I am such a pleb. The poor man had to explain that it was alright and he would take it for me...
Anyway, the hotel was lovely, and I was afforded all the happy pleasures of being in fancy accomodation at a fraction of the price. I didn't, however, attempt to eat dinner in any of the hotel restaurants, my plebdar telling me this would just be a bad idea. Instead I went to the hotel conbini and had a very pleasant chat with the old lady who ran the shop, fell into bed, then watched mysterious anime featuring a giant white dog and strawberry milkshake. It had a particularly pleasant white-haired bishounen in, so I wasn't complaining. Andrew, I am sure, can identify whatever it was.
Then I surfaced at about 5.15 in the morning and felt generally groggy and unhappy to be leaving. Remembered to call the bellboy rather than ruin the hotel carpets trying to lug my stuff downstairs and got the absolute best compliment ever from said bellboy who appeared. It agitated me just a little that everyone in Narita spoke English (natch, but when you have been in Kyushu for that long it begins to feel a bit odd) and so I struck up a conversation with the chap. Mainly to apologise for just how heavy all my bags were. If you say so much as an "arigato gozaimasu" in Japan, praise is lauded upon you like never you have encountered, but it is usually the generic "Oh what lovely Japanese you speak!" So I was beaming for a good hour after when the bellboy told me I had good intonation. ^_______^ I speak about as good Japanese as a dead badger, but it was nice to hear a creative compliment.
Now skip through a long period of waiting around to check in. Angst. Now I love you all and I wish you only the best in life, and so I will impart this pearl of wisom to you. There is an airline, it begins with L and rhymes with Wufthansa, and I implore you never, ever to fly long haul with them. >_< Because there is nothing more agitating than finding out they won't take all your baggage, despite the fact that they took your considerably heavier piece when you flew out to Japan in the first place. >_< I was not pleased at being made to send half my clothing and all my, and more importantly Jane's, doujinshi home by sea mail. Particularly since I will not see it for another two months now. >_<
Oh and the flight itself was poor. The in-flight movie headsets didn't work, the staff were brusque and I came out of it feeling generally quite annoyed.
Their strawberry cake was nice. They can have that.
And then I was back in England. But Humberto is here, and I got welcome email, so things felt marginally better. And I went down to Oxford, which provided People, who were much missed. Even if they are as yet unsold on Prison Break. I maintain this is because you have only watched the first episode and haven't met the majority of the characters. Including many of everyone's favourite love-to-hate ones.
But anyway, today I am lumbered with the task of moving all of my stuff from my room to my sisters, and more importantly, all of her stuff out of my new room. >_< This is not something I relish, particularly given that most of last week was spent engaged in similar activities and I would rather spend my day writing fic or, y'know, buying new outfits for IMVU. Not that I have anyone to talk to, however. :p
It's bad when you let me dress up, you should know that.
Back in Igirisu on Wednesday. Don't want to leave Japan. Packing is a pain in the bum. >_<
I leave Fukuoka in two days. I don't want to. I have loved my life here. I finally found a job I enjoyed and where I liked the people I with whom I worked. I love this city, I love where I live, I love my house, I love that I've made all those little acquaintances around here that always say hi when I'm going about. (Honestly, last week I was waiting at the train crossing and a woman comes up to me and says "I see you all the time in Daiei!" A situation facilitated very much by my Stitch bag and his "kawaii~~!" chorus...)
Ugh, I'm going to miss Japan. I don't want to give this up. I don't want to think that life goes on without me here. I don't want to go back to certain things that I know await me in England. Like a craptastic new job, whatever state I find home life in and others. -_-
But I will get to see You Lot Whom I Have Missed.
GRATUITOUS PRISON BREAK AND TRANSPORTER II GLEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
^_________________________^
Honestly. I have never enjoyed a film so much I have leapt at the person next to me, hugged them and squeeed. Nor have I panicked so much at television that I lack any control of my limbs. ^___________^
SQUEE. ^______________________^
That is the noise of me singing along to this song. @_@ "Rock is Sponge" from the soundtrack to Rez, which makes it none the less indecipherable, I'm sure. You would probably like the soundtrack to Rez. I base that on the fact that a) I like it and b) it's bleepy (...b) being a point which is inherently linked to a).)
Also Rez is a supremely underrated game.
I am feeling exceptionally jolly! ^_____^ Makes a change, doesn't it?? Teaching. It's one of those things that tends to fluctuate for me. Sometimes I think I've made a horrible mistake wanting to be a teacher because there's no way I could possibly be any good at it and I really ought to go and be something more realistic. Like an Egyptologist. ^___~ Other days, teaching brings me such overwhelming glee that I cannot possibly imagine doing anything else with the rest of my life. Today is one of those days.
Said glee is chiefly because of the class I had with one of my adult students. A dude who speaks relatively good English, but wants me to teach him English grammar. Which was a fairly terrifying prospect to start with, but has actually become very interesting. Mainly because all the grammar I ever learnt from "proper" education was in relation to other languages (story of the modern English education system, isn't it? :p) so despite knowing how to *use* English grammar perfectly well, I have had to do an awful lot of brushing up on the explanations behind it. In as much as there is an explanation for a lot of English grammar. @_@
So anyway, we were talking about the different uses of the phrase "wish" and got to the differences between wish+(pro)noun+would and wish+(pro)noun+could. "I wish he could" vs. "I wish he would", basically. It's one of those really horrible nuances that if you get wrong completely changes the meaning of your sentence, and yet if you're a native English speaker, there's no way you could possibly get them wrong. And these things are an absolutely nightmare to teach, let alone to understand if English isn't your first language. But, joy of joys, we thrashed it through for about fifteen minutes and by the end of it my student was able to give me absolutely correct examples of his own making along with explanations of their meaning. ^______^ It just makes me feel really happy when I know my pupils have understood something I've tried to teach them. ^______^
Of course, the acid test is next week, when he comes back with his homework, wherein he has been instructed to write at least one sentence with "I wish X could" and one with "I wish X would". ^___^;;
On an utterly unrelated note that I'm sure no one will see because my rant on grammar and teaching was insufferably dull, I know, I finally have enough hair to make a pony tail. ^_________^ Take that, Ripley-haired Katy from last summer!
...actually, I really liked having Ripley hair.
Stupid hosting. >.<
So I'm back again. I should be doing the washing up, because we do have a veritable pile of it, but I can't be bothered yet. It's a two-man job anyway. There's that much of it.
Urmm, multitudinous things have happened since I last blogged, but now they've flown my brain so that's that. I think mainly they were DANG IT WHY CAN'T I LOG IN TO MAPLE STORY? That's a source of severe agitation at the moment. Two weeks. Two weeks and they haven't even bothered to reply to my emails to tech support. Nice to know you're wanted... @_@
But in the mean time, PRISON BREAK. At least one thing that has been making me severely happy. I had been wanting to see this show ever since I started getting fifteen hundred header ads a day about it online (dang, advertising *does* work...) and they finally had it in Geo this week. HURRAY! *glomps all over video shop* ^_______^
Honestly, it has the best premise evarr. Man gets set up for murder. Man gets sent to prison. Man's brother decides he wants to break Man out. Man's brother commits robbery, gets sent to prison. Reveals to Man that he actually has a map of the prison hidden in a tattoo on his upper body.
I am so down with that.
Anyway, being a prison drama is it fairly gritty and (un)realistic, if you will, but it's also the best *hands over face chewing nails bouncing on the settee* tv I have seen for some time. Since the last season of 24, perhaps? ^_~ I love you Fox dramas.
And the first dvd had the sandwich ep for seasons 4-5 of 24. NEEEEEEEEEEEED. ^____________^
Ok, washing up...