My Life Story Up Until Now:

Owing to problems that range from being sick and hating pretty much everything that has ever existed, myself included, I failed my summer re-sit for Japanese 20090 and was summarily expelled (not allowed to repeat second year, mind you). What followed was months of being a NEET, and huge amounts of bad health in various members of the family (me, included. My knees have started to hurt like hell again guys), traveling a fair bit (caving pre-knee pain, Bangkok, etc. etc. etc), and generally feeling like a hobo both inside and out. Everyone was avoided with passion, because I was ashamed of my failure (for all intents and purposes, still am). As Emma knows well, all of a sudden I elected to attend two-years Japanese language course+ pre-U, in the brittle hope of getting into university (possibly with a transfer of those subjects I actually did well in). Which comes to now. So hello, everyone who's reading this and been wondering what in the hell happened to me c: Right now I'm enrolled at the JET Academy, and am living in Ikebukuro, Tokyo (I can actually write Ikebukuro in Kanji from memory, you should be proud). Sorry if I worried anyone. It's just been a horrible place to be in, in my head. HEY GUYS.

On to more jolly matters c: i.e, the past few days.

( Quite a few pictures, and me being pretty cheery. )
SO. That's been the past few days c: And my reintroduction to the world. Sup, everyone!

Edit: Like a true d-bag, my pictures have been made to disappear >A< This should get you where you need to go.

Holy hell guys. I know there've been replies I've not got to, past few weeks having been busy as they are, but holy. Shit. In Haneda airport right now, tired as hell, with college due to start next week. Times like these make you rwalise your calibre of packing, and I must be at an all-time great low to've brought antacids but not paracetamols. It's uncomfortably cold, I'm catching a cold and missing my mum and older sister and cats keenly, but... Fuck, dudes. I'm actually feeling almost optimistic. And that never happens to me. The majority of you babes had said that whatever happens, tomorrow's still gonna come, and things scary or sad now will be less so then. Something like that when I was depressed and all expelled. Holding on to that thpught with teeth and grimness. Fuck the whole day thing. I'm taking things at face value by the hour. Typing on the phone is physically painful. Promise to reappear once I get thr net on the computer. I'm eternally obliged to you guys' kindness <3

HEY GUYS.

SO. My knees are a lot better now. In a last ditch attempt by the somewhat baffled doctor, I got mah knees pumped up all full of lube (trust me it was an act of almighty might to not just giggle at the man with his needle) and nutrients and things, hoping to get the swelling of the tissue around my knee caps (which are, I was told, hilariously out of alignment) down.

So far, so good c: No more limping. 'course my knees aren't a hundred per cent fixed up, but they're like what they were a year ago, and I really would be behaving like bitch to complain. Nosirree bub, I'm delighted by how good I actually feel >A<

In other news, looks like all systems go for Japan. And this is, comparatively, v v v trivial, but if you guys could weigh in I'd feel a lot better. I'm applying for a dorm room. In room one, I will be on the same floor as the kitchen, bathrooms, and seven other people (girls only).

In room two, I'm on the upper floor but still share the kitchen and bathrooms on the floor stated above. Only four rooms on this floor though (mixed gender). The room is also (and this is a very subjective view) is way, way prettier >_> Though the same size.

Not kidding in the slightest, I don't want to get stuck in my own head again, feeling lonely and terrified, so I want to Make Friends. Quickly and hopefully charmingly. Logically, sharing the loos and kitchen means there'll be mingling, yeah, but should I strive to be on the same floor in a crush of people!?

Meself I prefer room two... Though I worry that listening to my comfort zone is a horrible, horrible idea >A<

Any thoughts would be muchly obliged. It's that freaky time in between big important things that just leave me permanently nauseous.

Also, another kinkmeme fill. I wish it wasn't anonymous, so that I could contact the OP orz

Serves me right if you ladies have broken up with me altogether now. I don't think I've ever gone so long without posting before, ever; it's just that there's always so much I want to say and so few ways I reckon I can do it without coming off sounding like a prick that I freak out and then just don't right.

Also, LJ hates me. The amount of spam and just general unreliable-ness of LJ means that I've started this account on DW (I wanted to change my name to whaleofatime, but I like being called Mu and less like being called a whale).

( Etsy and antsy. )

At the end of the day, I'm doing okay. Lots of things could be much, much worse, you know? I've actually ballsed up enough to tell most people about what happened, and the bitter taste of disappointment is much, much milder now. And because I feel guilty but don't have anything better to offer, here's an incomplete WALL OF TEXT lightly flavoured with Lavi, Kanda, and zombies. Heeeey guuuuuuys <3

Alive! And relatively well (in that, golly, it could be quite a lot worse). Finally home-home after quite vigorous traveling!

Internet connection is a bit patchy, and I'll be bloody busy the next few weeks, but I still would've posted moar 'bout my travels, if only picture-uploading would've co-operated. Trying my best. though c:

To varying degrees, both uvrainbow and confidantes took excellent! Care of me! So thank you very much, mmhmm.

I will come bearing fic one day some time soon, but more than anything else;

HOW IS EVERYONE BABES!

IN NO WAY IS THIS ARTWORK MINE. Found it on my hard drive, it's Katsura and Takasugi from Gintama. Only now you're supposed to pretend it's Kanda and Lavi from here, and pretend that the shite paintjob is a little convincing 8D Happy birthday, Kanda Yuu!


( V 2.0. 'cos only smart people study for exams. )

( Pink-faced red-haired screaming thing. )


Dear lavenderscarf. This is like, the fifth intro for the prompt you've given me, and it's the one I dislike least so far. I'd be much obliged if you could tell me whether or not you like the style of the thing. My plan is for this vaguely backgroundish type thing to carry on till Kanda's twenty-something, before possibly dropping into first person and carrying on from there. I know it's late, babe, but I've been a very crap human being lately :c

To everyone in general? Life's been... odd. I'll be back to posting semi-regularly in a few days, final exam paper on Tuesday. Hope everyone's been well, yeah? Will be right back with you soon c:

My spine is screaming, my shoulders are crying :c

I went out collecting for the Red Cross today, for Japan's Tsunami and Earthquake Relief fund. Was there from half two to six, and met really really really cool people in numbers small enough for me to enjoy myself and not! Get! Freaked out at. We were posted in pairs (never FOREVER ALONE) in the city center, holding out buckets up and asking for donations to be made :>
( sapsapsapsap Japan, I love you )
Man, this was long. And it probably sounds ridiculous and too wimpy and I worry about your thoughts already, but these are my feelings on this terrible terrible disaster and the people who are fighting on.

Phew, all off my chest now u///u On High will be posted tomorrow, probably.

Honey, is good. Got a hospital appointment for tomorrow, must... wake up... in time :c

Why won't a dissertation write itself?!/!

I'm not sure how, but I forgot that I have Japanese friends who're studying here in the UK. The tsunami hit, but it was early hours yet so the death toll was one person, and I'd got a call from my parents that everyone back home is okay. In my head it was case closed.

Then I check Facebook for the first time in quite a long time, and I got reminded that I do, have Japanese friends. And those friends are frankly terrified of what might be going on, the angry hopeless terror of someone who's too far away to do anything.

Mori's brother was on a ferry when the tsunami hit, and neither her nor her family back in Japan could get in touch with her younger brother. For hours and hours and hours.

(He's okay, but could have not been, you know? I read that and my stomach just dropped and I worryworryworry. Drowning's not a pleasant way to die.

Now oil rigs are on fire and the nuclear reactor might explode. Maybe those things should've been built to withstand quakes better, but we're only human.

So I'm going to a charity dig tomorrow, because nobody could possibly deserve this. And Malaysia's a country surrounded by a lot of ocean. Maybewe'reduesomethingnastygoodgodgoodgod.

If you're thinking of donating, and you kindof want to but you're unsure? I'll write you something for it. And if you've donated, I'll write a thank you note in song(fiC). You can auction for stuff at help_japan but if I take part I don't have anything worthy to offer. Little things are all I can do :c  Cheers, anon, for the charity gift. You honestly needn't be shy.

On a lighter note, hey, venoso .

Also, stroopwaffles. If ever you go to the Netherlands, and you like sugar like a normal person, get stroopwaffles u//u My friend I haven't seen in over a year got me some, aaaaah.

I finally found my notebook again, and that notebook makes me a better student. Don't ask me how, it just does.

Don't be too glum, world :< We're good at not giving up. Here's On High. Previous chapter is heeeeere:


( Toothbrushes had designs of the Power Rangers )
I hadn't realised the last time this was updated was so long ago ._. Hopefully nothing else utterly heart-breaking happens while I'm asleep.

Rather tipsy (very very).

My favourite Japanese person's birthday (I suck because I have, like, a minimum of four of these), so there was a party at her flat. There were rather a lot of people, all hot by virtue of being awesome.

Man, I like being hugged. I had a bloody fantastic time, much more so than anticipated. I! Made friends! With strangers!

Some people got awfully sick, though. One boy offered his bathroom just because between the ~15 of us we didn't have enough loos to deal with us. I said thank you to Man U.

Man. Everyone was quite.

The world makes me happy sometimes.