Why does shit happen to good people?

I'm worried about my friends. In the past couple of days one was violently mugged, a parent has died and the like.

Old friends seem to creeping out of the woodwork in multiples. It's getting a bit eerie.

I confronted my best friend about her self-induced love life issues and she thanked me for it. Go figure. I should call people on their BS more often. *nods*

Never trust a student if you find yourself in jam. For example, a possible hijacking. The kid just ran!

I might have a plot for the lupinbigbang

I have House M.D. seasons 4 & 5 on DVD now. I already knew all of the episodes but a few re-watches won't hurt

I might be a lil' addicted to Lie To Me and Being Human (I blame myworldmytrue *shakes fist at her*)

I'm finished!

So what now? *scratches head*
I can either continue studying or work. Now I am not afraid of the concept of work but I just rather not... not if I can help it anyway.

Here are my options:
1) University of Cape Town
2) Brown University
3) Work a bit to pay off some student loans
4) Vegetate
5) Might look into studying in the U.K. thanks to some info from x_roxy_ryan_x
I'll just have to hustle a bit and apply where ever I can. Next year is a scary concept, I'll tell you that.

To pass the time until I can get my act together, I'm going to indulge in some creative pursuits. I've signed up for some writing challenges, will work on some original projects, jam with a friend once I learn how to play the keyboard (even though I haven't seriously played an instrument in over a decade) etc etc.

In other news.... I am not a rugby fan and this isn't even my country to be all that patriotic but don't mess with the Zohan
South Africans and their national anthem

I have a bottle of Mr. Daniels that I've been saving since July and can't seem to find it in myself to drink it. Weird, no?

Perhaps I've lost my will to drink...? What am I going to with the bottle, keep it as a conversation piece?

ETA: Writing exams =/= cheap (T.T) Majority of my funds are going that way *sigh*

Been really busy as of late...

- The academic year is almost over, one more week or so
- Need to make a plan for next year. Where should I do my MSc (masters)?
- I really want to move to another city, been in Jo'burg for way too long *sniff*

- I signed up for the Lupin Big Bang even though I'm still backlogged with other fics


Lupin Big Bang

Time to slowly resurrect my journal^^

 sickness is truly unbecoming. i'm sick yet again- perhaps i'm immunocompromised?

on a lighter note, i got a lovely very belated graduation gift:

voila!



my pocket watch and i are very happy^^

I'm beyond tired.

One of my brother's friends threw up in the car. No matter how thoroughly he's cleaned it, I won't be able to drive without every window rolled down for a while- ergh! Poor Mr. Gray *sniff*

I went all domestic today. This burst of odd behaviour was prompted by a threatening phone call from my mother demanding a good meal upon arrival. In the end, she didn't have enough time to eat- heh.

I'm reconsidering being in a relationship again- it's too much damn work.

Oh, and my car's namesake has a film due for release soon...


His hair is too long, methinks.

there's a chance that i may have swine flu- no jokes.

btw if any of you want to discuss the possible anti-cancer properties of mTOR, give me a shout. i've appearantly become an expert :)

 i live and breathe!

been rather out of sorts as of late- lab work is killing me, being a teaching assistant sucks and at some today i need to conjure up a lecture about cell proliferation and tumour formation o.O

but there have been some good times:
1. i've danced the night away popping and locking and crumping and headbanging like mad but my back has yet to recover and i had to sit on a cushion for quite some time
2. i surprisingly miss going to rugby practice and getting my ass kicked
3. after rock climbing at some random warehouse in the middle of nowere i now know that i have zero upper body strength
4. i really need to travel more even if it's just a drunken road trip to the next town.
5. birthday parties are fun and i have a batman hoodie to prove it^^

after last night my constant headache has abated just a bit and i appearantly stink of weed

^ Stressing over grant applications isn't healthy
> Liquid nitrogen will never cease to amuse me
<You remember how you felt when Mufasa got killed off the Lion King? That's how I feel everytime I look at the quotation for the car repairs (T.T)
~ Writing must be done!
* My labwork is actually behaving these days *gasp*
? whoever's slipping those stupid pills into my food has to stop- lectures are starting soon

 i've learned quite a bit from the past couple of days:

labwork can be very satisfying when things finally fall into place, MJ really is dead (R.I.P), i want too many tattoos, real men do in fact drink pink drinks, i can never sate my cookie monster addiction, my friends are willing to appease my suit fetish, americans are surprisingly good football (a.k.a soccer) players, going to a party where you're in the "old crowd" isn't necessarily a bad thing, i'm a freakin' kid whisperer, the boyfriend will only wear boxer briefs i buy if they're covered in transformers and being the designated driver sucks.

now to wake up and be productive somehow...

 is MJ really dead? 

 I have no idea what to do with this:

"Never, never again. I swear to you it will never happen again."

In any other scenario with anyone else she would've left him, ignoring his laboured breath and unsteady frame. But it isn't and it's him. So she catches him as he finally collapses once all the meaning has left his lips. She holds him close but abruptly pulls back. His eyes jar open, he had almost fallen asleep. 

Clutching his chin she waits until his eyes are glued to hers.

"Never again."

 okay, interpret this:

i dreamt that i had a rather undignified end.

the lab i work at is only one building of many buildings within a compound. the other buildings facilitate different branches within the company and one (or several?) of these branches require farm animals including turkeys. i rather not get into what exactly the turkeys are needed for but they are well kept and walk about the grounds as they please so it isn't an odd sight to see a flock of birds walking about.

and now the dream.

while drving towards my parking spot, i almost clip a turkey. the bird isn't impressed and i'm apologetic but continue nonetheless. while unpacking necessities from my car, i hear a noise behind me. i turn around and find the same bird staring at me. i nervously smile and offer my hand to the him (in my mind i just know the bird is male) and try to make peace. he just stares at my hand so i return to my unpacking. i notice movement in my peripheral vision and notice that several turkeys have joined the near-assaulted one. now i'm a bit creeped out. one pokes my leg then another and another. i end up running towards the safety of a near-by building.

the dream ends there. since i'm a pessimist, i assume i didn't make it.

 never again will i work late into the night. due to being tired beyond words and the engine cutting out several times, i found myself ramming into a pole. lovely. time to shell out a couple of grand for repairs. sigh.



random: am i the only one that gets attacked by those timer air fresheners in bathrooms?

 exams are over. i haven't done much and it's glorious.

i'll still be working at the lab but at least there won't be any pesky lectures. i surprisingly still have time to tutor. nevr thought i'd say it but besides the pay being great (for now), i truly enjoy. perhaps lecturing during my twilight years is in the cards for me.

now let's play a lil' catch-up:
i've been stressed to the point of physical illness, almost ran over a sex worker who felt the need to exhibit her goods in the middle of street while i just so happened to be speeding- close call there, found out due several near-gropings that i've lost some weight, thanks to planetgal471  i have a DW account (thank you again) bought books upon more books, scratched up some interesting new music, been suspected of having a mistress and bled at the hands a quirky yet sadistic best friend armed with tweazers (that shit hurts!).


i went to butterfly-themed 21st and this was one of the many winged treats. i didn't have the heart to eat the butterfly. wonder what happen to him...


the band-aid isn't a joke. my friend kershia "accidentally" plucked out a nice bit of flesh (T.T) she feels a little bad about it. this is the price i pay for posh eyebrows- meh. next time i'm going to find one of those young pakistani guys that can thread an eyebrow like a freakin' ninja. 

( and a meme for old times sake )

What the hell are they trying to do?! Three-day exams o.o

The only upside is that I'll be done by the end of next week then I intend to lounge around (at the lab, of course) and catch up reading fics and journals alike. Promise

the lovely prendisfacil drew this amazing work for a fic i wrote a while back.



she's rather shy but i want people to see that she has mad skills!

Ripped from breathingwinter 

hmmmmm... it's been a while, no?

just want to send out a couple of (very belated) birthday shout-outs to bookfan85 , chestybits and nonvenomous ;)

wrote this fic for rachel. it's within the realms of the watchmen 'verse if anyone else is interested

things are crazy these days. i'm going to be a maid of honour. i've become a troubled kid's lifeline. i still love my labwork.