*cough* Ahem.

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Cerberusa

See post title.

It seems to be my day for teachers telling me that they'll miss me. And I don't mean little, off-the-cuff comments: I mean actual, seriously-looking-into-eyes, heart-felt expressions of affection.

Exhibit A: Ms. F

Ms. F was my English teacher in Years 7 and 8, and we had what my parents referred to as a 'mutual admiration society'. We connected pretty much instantly, and she made English my favourite lesson. It turns out that she's leaving at the end of this year to adopt a Head of Department position at another school.

She stopped me in the corridor on my way to Latin- we'd smiled at each other as usual, but she said that she had 'something important to tell me- just in case I don't see you again'. What followed this was essentially 'I'm going to miss you for your uniqueness and spirit, and I wish you the best of luck' from her, and me just beaming, dewy-eyed like an idiot. I barely managed a word in edgeways until the end, at which point I got out 'Good luck to you too' with as much emotion as I could manage. We parted, and I went on to Latin feeling both rather sad ('Well, that's scuppered my hopes to have her for A-levels') and happy ('Ms. F just praised me to within an inch of my dignity!').

Exhibit B: Ms. B

Ms. B has taught me French since I was six (nine years), and this year I took my French GCSE. Of course, this marks the end of my French tuition, since I only needed it because I was doing the exam a year early. Today, I got a card which is sitting on my study desk as I type this. The message is in French, and it basically amounts to 'Thanks for the goodbye present, I'm sure you'll do well, I'll miss teaching you, and I'll throw a celebratory meal no matter what you get'.

Add the above pieces of evidence to Exhibit C:

It was Sports Day today. As one of the few people who hadn't signed up to do anything, I was doing lessons. However, since pretty much everyone except some of my friends and me were outside running around, 'lessons' was a pretty loose term- we actually ended up chatting, listening to music, playing games, baking and generally enjoying ourselves.

So, to reiterate: BEST. DAY. EVER.

This also comes under the heading of 'bizzare' due to the continued flower metaphor throughout. I like it, though, so here we go:

Title: A Life In Flowers
Fandom: Naruto
Rating: PG
Warnings: Bizzarity, death
Character(s): Kimimaro
Summary: 15 years, the span of a life in flowers.

( His life begins in white carnations )

( Flower Meanings )

I'm proud of this one: it's my one-and-only Meine Liebe fic, focussing on my favourite Camus, and I am personally of the opinion that it's turned out to be one of my best pieces.

Feel free to disagree, of course.

Title: La Petite Rose Verte
Fandom: Meine Liebe
Rating: PG
Characters(s): All, but Camus-centric
Warning(s): None
Summary: 'Camus is not an only child, but sometimes he feels like one.'

( La Petite Rose Verte )

Poetry. What was I thinking back them (i.e. two years ago)?

Title: Goddess Bird
Fandom: Fruits Basket
Rating: PG
Character(s): Kureno, Akito
Warning(s): Spoiler for Vol. 12

( Warning: Spoilers for Vol. 12 RE Akito )

This is short and weird, and I'm not even sure what once compelled me to write Akito/Haru. I may never know again.

Title: Summertime
Fandom: Fruits Basket
Rating: PG
Warnings: None
Character(s): Haru, Akito
Summary: In between Spring and Autumn...

( Drabble (100 words) )

...Cor, it's amazing what I can find in the depths of my USB.

This is the other (also FFVII) fic I forgot I'd written. Not nearly as creepy as the other one- this is, in fact, the closest I have ever gotten to fluff. Which isn't really that near, but we take what we can get.

Title: Somewhere In The Night
Fandom: Final Fantasy VII
Rating: PG-13 (for swearing)
Warning(s): Features Zack/Cloud (what the hell, I don't even ship them), in case that bothers anyone.
Character(s): Zack, Cloud (Sephiroth mentioned)
Summary: Cloud is grumpy, and Zack has to deal with it.

( Somewhere In The Night )

Oh look, more old fic! I just found these lurking about on my USB in the 'Final Fantasy' folder. Enjoy!

Title: Through the Looking Glass
Fandom: Final Fantasy VII
Rating: PG-13 (for...creepiness?)
Character(s): Cloud (Kadaj, Reno mentioned)
Warning(s): Creepiness and surreality. (Hey, this is me).
Summary: 'Mirror, mirror, on the wall...'

( FFVII- Through the Looking Glass )

http://community.livejournal.com/quinto_daily/4421.html

...*Dies*

(Warning: NSFW!)

...I have decided to allow my inner teenage fangirl out for a while. This is the result (warning- many, many pictures of gentlemen whom I find handsome. Some of them are probably not to your taste):

( Zachary Quinto, Austin Scarlett and Leonard Nimoy. Plus Karl Urban trying to speak Japanese. )

http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/30967440/
Feline was born normal but developed appendages at age 1, family says

It's a bird, it's a plane, it's a … cat?

A kitty in Chongqing, China, is getting some extra-special attention these days: The furry feline has developed wings! Though born looking completely normal, once the cat hit the age of 1, he began growing wing-shaped appendages on either side of his spine, the U.K.'s Daily Mail reports.

While some think the bony limbs may be a mutation of some kind — or even a Siamese twin growing inside the cat — others speculate it's a genetic change perhaps caused by chemicals ingested by the kitty's mother while she was pregnant.

According to the cat's owners, he doesn't seem to mind his new wings — and he’s loving the attention he's received because of them!

Strange as the case may sound, winged felines are not unheard of. Back in August 2008, the U.K. Telegraph reported that tomcats in China's Sichuan province developed wing-like growths on their backs.

Veterinary experts said then that despite the hard inner core, the "wings" don't harm cats' quality of life or safety. According to the Telegraph's report, scientists believe the appendages developed due to grooming habits, a genetic defect or a hereditary skin condition.



*Ded from KYOOOOOT~*

I do not believe that there is no Sylar genderswitch. I simply REFUSE to believe it. The fandom's the size of fucking Mars, and there is no Sylar genderswitch? PAH.

Not even on the sodding KINK MEME!*fume*

...So yeah, anyone got any recs?

ETA: I have found some! I don't think I could find it again, mind, but it exists! Now there just needs to be more of it...

So, in return for my mother taking me to see Wolverine at the weekend (I was in it for the violence and Remy LeBeau, she was in it for Hugh Jackman shirtless), I had to go to see the new Star Trek film with her. Now, I'm not really a Star Trek fan, preferring Andromeda (although I did rather like Enterprise). However, I believe I may have been converted by the power of Spock. Goddamnit, I really didn't need anything new to fangirl over, especially not when I've got these wretched exams (Maths tomorrow. Fuck).

So yes, you should all go to see it and fangirl over Spock's ~*~logic~*~. Plus, Chekov is the most adorable human being I've seen in a film for a very long time ('I can do zat, I can do zat! *flail*'). And of course, I now ship Kirk/Spock like nobody's business.

I also intend to write a little essay/rant later on Why I Cannot Ship Spock/Uhura And Why That Upsets Me (because I really, really should-I like both characters, I like the student/teacher dynamic- why can't I?)

Look, new tag! *points*

See title. Pretty, pretty dolls.

This guy is the one I want in particular- I've wanted him for at least a year, in fact- and I've finally got up the nerve to buy him (read: justify to myself buying a £255 doll).

I'm going to name him Tuomas, and he'll be part of a story I'm currently writing (my magnum opus, hopefully *crosses fingers*). The other characters will be:

Marcel
Nikolai Leonidovich
Aimée
Sergei Leonidovich (Jerome male head)

The character look the same as the dolls in the pictures, except for Sergei, who has long black hair and deep blue-grey eyes.

In other news, I am now slightly obsessed with Evgeny Plushenko. Video behind the cut~

( text )

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O88k4i6pF1A

Right now, this guy is good. With some proper training, he could be fantastic.

(I absolutely fucking love countertenor. Boy soprano's brilliant too, but a good countertenor is probably the most beautiful voice in the world).

Edit: Also, this song is depressingly accurate (albeit absolutely hilarious): http://www.backingblair.co.uk/london_underground/

The photos are coming soon, I swear!

Best news first: I got distinction in my Grade 7 Singing! Papa used his Blackberry to check Maman's e-mail when we were in Italy (again), and I nearly fell off the bed with excitement. *Happiness*

That was a couple of weeks ago, now, and in more recent news, I've just got back from the ODC (Outdoor Centre- my school owns one up in the wilds of Lancashire, Baldersdale/Lunedale area, and we have to go once a year to do hiking, map-reading and 'team-building'). It's the first time any of the girls have gone (we've recently merged, and it originally belonged to the boys' school), and it was pretty much what we'd been warned about. To summarise:

( For those interested in my misfortunes )

On a fairly unrelated note, I recently decided to check my BMI (17.5, incidentally), so of course I had to be measured. Now, I used to think that I was just 5'0. Instead, I am...

4'11 and 1/2.

...Christ, I'm short. (I also haven't grown in any way for at least a year, probably more. I fit into 11-12 year-olds' clothes, and it's very likely that I'll be staying that way for the rest of my life).

...Well, at least I've got Becky to get stuff down from the top shelf for me. *optimism*

At last, my petticoat and skirts have arrived!

*Glee*

See title. Well, a toy dog, anyway. His name's Snatch, and I woke up this morning to find that he'd vanished. I checked the logical areas (under the pillows, folds of my dressing gown, fallen off the side of the bed- yes I'm a fifteen year old girl and I sleep with soft toys. Quiet, you), then the less logical ones (I stripped the whole bed, checked inside the double duvet, under the bed, down the sides of the mattress, looked in the bathroom in case I'd taken him with me and forgotten to bring him back). Then I panicked and started crying. That probably seems to be a great overreaction, but I've had him since I was six years old, slept with him every night and kept him with me at pretty much all times excluding school.

Papa came in (bear in mind that this is 6:00 this morning, with me quietly crying and digging through my bedding like a lunatic), found out what the matter was and helped me search. Nothing. He really seems to have gone, and I have absolutely no idea how. I know I went to sleep with him last night, so I can't work out where he could be now.

At the moment, I'm starting to consider theories along the lines of 'Well, maybe Slash ate him...'(Slash is a panther, roughly twice the size of Snatch, who is the other toy who shares my bed each night).

Well, Maman has promised to have a good search for him while I'm at school, so with a bit of luck I'll come home tonight and find him waiting.

*Optimism!*

So, I've recently fallen back into the Weiss Kreuz fandom (you may have noticed). It's also true that I love series trivia, and there's so much of it in series like WK that I've spent many a happy hour recently trawling the web for it.

Now, the difficult one:

What J-League team might Ken have belonged to at the time he was banned?

The performance record looks a lot like Yokohama Marinos, who were top of the league in 1995- presumably either the year or the year before Ken was banned (it's 1998, he joined Weiss two years ago, and since the fateful match looks rather summery, I'll say that it happened spring 1996). The strip, however, looks like the Urawa Red Diamonds.

I know that it isn't meant to reflect an actual team, but it would have been nifty if it did. Ah, well- in my mind, Ken belongs to the Yokohama Marinos, to hell with the strip.

On a fairly unrelated note, my English teacher has been doing GCSE preparation with us, with one task being to choose a person who has once lived that you would like to meet, and explain why. I chose Oscar Wilde, because because then we could have afternoon tea at the Dorchester and talk about politics and sexual morality and he could just be Oscar Wilde and it would be AWESOME.

...Well, that's what I thought (think), anyway.

I'm currently in the midst of watching Episode 22 of Weiss Kreuz (I'm rewatching the series), and it's just been the Nagi/Tot bit. Bless, aren't they sweet? This makes it up to four people that Nagi doesn't hate: his teamates and Tot! (Everyone else can go to hell, mind). And he blushes! I didn't think Nagi could blush! *FLAIL*

...French writing mock tomorrow. Bugger.