I so should have not made those Life On Mars jokes the other day. I've been getting Bowie songs stuck in my head ever since.

Admittedly, all the pre-finale discussion at [livejournal.com profile] a2ashes hasn't been helping much.

...And I've somehow gotten into a discussion on Facebook about David Bowie's tight, tight pants. (Why do I not have a Jareth icon? *sigh*)

It even got brought up during my SSRM tute today, although I admit that class has a history of WTFery. And what with the long discussion on studying people who play video games, it's not like today was much different than usual.

We did get this wonderful quote out of it: "Let's operationalise lameness!"

And students making Your Mum jokes at the tutor.

Quick, someone get something else stuck in my head!
In Science today we were making plates. Which means that next week we will be looking at all our very own home grown bacteria and fungi. ~*~How exciting~*~

And we got back that test from last week - or at least the geology part of it. I either got 9 or 10 out of ten for that half - they wrote one over the other, and I can't decide if they decided to give me an additional mark, or take one away. Huh.

Apart from that, today I got a Mother's Day present for Mum - no, I'm not saying what it is yet - And then I got rained on. Delightful.

Have some random amusing stuff I found on Youtube!
- Crispan Freeman demonstrating that Yuri Lowenthal is not the only hilariously awesome member of the Geass dub cast.
- A really clever mixed media Suzaku/Euphie AMV. For a mix of d'aww and bawww.
- Promotional Video for some upcoming mecha game. The only mecha I actually know there are Lancelot and Arbalest, but the whole thing is so shiny.

You know, I really need to find better AMVs for other fandoms. Anyone got any recs? I will admit I am looking forward to what people end up doing with FMA once all the manga gets animated, because that is so epic shit there. Speaking of which, only two months to go. ;_;

Hey, UK flistees, I hope your election results don't suck too hard.
Well, that survey for SSRM has been done and all. And I got back my last assignment from the tutor and it turns out I did much better than I expected, which is nice.

Less nice is the test I still have my science class on Friday. Or the stupid cold weather all of sudden, or a couple of severe cases of Wrong On The Internet I stumbled across, or the oh so irritating Facebook admins. No, a form letter that indicates you didn't actually read my inquiry is not helpful at all, thanks.

Yeah, that's a bit too much grumpiness for my liking. Have some hilarity from [livejournal.com profile] ontd_political to make up for it.
Well, on the plus side I didn't have a science prac this week; on the minus side, the one next week is going to be a test. Which I suppose means study time next weekend. Ack. At least it's only 5% of the subject mark.

As for SSRM, I have to prepare a survey for next week's class as well. (Also for my final result) Anyone got an idea of what I could investigate under the subtopic of racism and/or nationalism? Or I could just be sterotypical and look into the experiences of international students at Melbourne Uni.

In other news, I have decided that I am going to declare war on holes in the footpath.

You know those little holes - the kind that lead down to pipes or wires or whatever, and are covered up by little metal lids? Someone didn't fit the lid back on one of them properly, so it flipped when I stepped on it yesterday. And I had limp home and now my foot is a lovely bruisey purple. Ow.

I swear, my feet are like cursed or something.
Oh, SSRM. Even when you aren't ridiculous, you kind of are.

For example, in today we were taught how to use a specific interview coding program... by someone who didn't really know how to use it either. And the results of this are a requirement for our first assignment this semester.

Yeah, something of a comedy of errors that class was.

Incidentally, does anyone know why there was a Channel Nine news truck hanging around the John Medley building this morning? They were filming an interview with someone, but I couldn't hear what it was about.

And for some reason, all this managed to completely exhaust me. Bleh.
So, it's been a week since I last posted here. Whoops.

In compensation, my dear flist, you get... a whole lot of randomness. Because a little randomosity is good for the soul.

- Over at Fandom_Wank, the Snapefen are at it again.
They've also been all over the_hms_stfu lately. Making a bid to take over the role of resident crazypants section of HP fandom from the Harmonians, perhaps?
- On a more positive HP note, awesomesauce insightful fanfic on the female characters in Harry Potter.

Back to RL, and SSRM tutes are continuing in the gloriously cracktastic tradition.

Last week we somehow ended up on the topic of writing haikus about "being one with the train". And this week were talking about/practicing interview techniques. And somehow we ended up re-enacting a focus group for cult escapees. With a running theme of goats, a mention of Focus Group Survivor, and these lovely quotes:

- "What hair styling products did you use as a cult leader?"
- "Why do we always talk about bestiality in this subject?"

Ah, bless you cracktastic tutes.

And an non-tute related amusing quote, from a little while back:

Allen: "You know what's hilarious? So, I was translating Lady Gaga into Latin..."

...The Sister's graduation is this weekend. This is weird to think about.
Well, Uni was the provider of much lulz and WTF today.

Firstly, from one of the guest speakers in my Social Science class, this amusing quote:

"Whenever I find a restaurant I like, I start going there regularly... and then they go bust. Same thing happened with Communism."
- Guy who studied corruption in communist countries in the 80s.

Then there were all the people who were standing around Uni handing out free copies of The Origin of Species - with a Special Introduction by a Creationist.

Actually, I almost didn't mind this idea, until I actually looked at the "special introduction" and saw the gratuitous bashing of other religions and the ending spiel which was basically, "I'm taking the high road! Watch me take the high road! None of those horrible evil atheist would do something so ~good~! Admire me for taking the high road."

...Yeah. The moral high ground: YOU'RE DOING IT WRONG.

Later was Star Trek club, in which we had much fun at the expense of our free books and their oh-so-special introduction, and then watched an episode of Stargate. (I had to leave before the TNG episode).

I also found the world's geekiest toilet wall graffiti, what with mentions of lolcats, 4chan, and that Deathly Hallows symbol from HP.

Oh, and I had my first tute of the semester, for SSRM. Which started out kind of boring, and yet by the end of it we'd ended up having conversations on why a dog is a phone, and the subjectivity of stop signs.

I approve of this sort of class.
So, I had precisely one lecture today, on the first day of class for this year, and I showed up late. Admittedly, I couldn't find the damn lecture theatre.

Said lecture, incidentally was for Introduction to Life, Earth and the Universe, which I keep mentally parsing as "Introduction to Life, the Universe and Everything".

Which would been a fun class to have, now that I think about it.

Apart from that, I spent most of my day at Uni rushing around doing important things: renewing my student card, getting grumpy because they moved the damn Science Student Centre, paying bills, and getting my newspaper subsciptions. Because whatever would I do without my two newspapers a day?

And then I toddled up to join FOUL, in which I now appear to be, frighteningly enough, one of the oldbies. This is kind of terrifying.

But FOUL was lulzy amusement, I got to catch up with people (and take part in the requisite absurdity) for the first time in ages.

And that was my first day back. Fun.

My weekend wasn't all that enthralling, either. On Saturday, one of the downstairs apartments was auctioned (That's the second one in the past couple of weeks), so I got to sit in my room with the window open listening to the auctioneer. Didn't hear how much it sold for, though.

And yesterday I managed to burn my finger on the steam when I made rice. Which was rather painful as I was trying to sleep last night.

In other news, I appear to have a budding social life in the next couple of weekends. This Saturday [livejournal.com profile] connikins is having an Unbirthday, which looks like fun, and the weekend after is my cousin's wedding.

Soon, I think I will run out of cousins to have weddings, you know.
Well, today was productive. Sort of.

In any case, I think I have my time-table for this semester sorted out - almost. (I say almost because I still need to wait for adjustments to be approved et al.)

Because, well, I didn't really like the idea of having six straight hours of class on Wednesday, without even a lunch break. But some highly sophisticated emailing may have things under wraps.

And hey, no classes on Thursdays or Fridays.

What else? Oh yes, tomorrow I am taking part in Vindaloo Against Violence. Because really, eating Indian food for a good cause sounds like my idea of an awesome social movement.

Most of the rest of what I've been up to has been far more... well, silly.


- Attempting not to get into edit wars on TV Tropes. And mostly succeeding. Go go self-restraint!

- Axe Cop! Truly the greatest webcomic in existance. Far more comics should be based on a 5 year olds ideas

- And randomly watching vids and AMVs, most of which are kind of ridiculous.
Some of my favourites (For a certain value of favourite) include:
these two Code Geass AMVs on NicoNico (Which, incidentally also has some of the most amazingly cracktastic brilliance I have ever seen floating around)
And Another Code Geass AMV, this one on YouTube. Also, hey Les Mis music for bonus tear-jerker points.
The most appropriate song choice for a Light Yagami AMV ever. Also on YouTube.
Way too many ice skating vids to mention. (The craziness of some ice skaters just... defies words. In a good way)

And now I need to watch the most recent FMA:B episode.
And that'd be the end of classes for the year! Huzzah! Which just leaves me with my Interning (and reports for that), finishing off my Creative Writing and studying for my one exam.

Which is not too bad at all, really.

It rather helped that my last two pracs consisted of, well, today we presented our poster on Hurricane Ivan. (I spoke for a minute. Oh, the hard work...)

And yesterday, instead of getting the normal Wednesday Weirdness, we basically turned up, got marked off the roll, got asked by Charlie if we wanted to talk about our pieces, said no, and were told to leave. So instead we went to the pub. Again, ~hard work~.

Of course, instead I had deal with freaking Melbourne Weather. I swear, it was freezing just the other week, and now we have 30 degree days forecast? What the shit.

...And I have a very limited supply of hot weather clothes to wear to Interning. Ack.

In more exciting news, apparently [livejournal.com profile] khallandra is drawing me a picture of BATZAKU! Just as planned! ILU, BB! ♥

She is obviously a goddess in human form, and should be worshipped by all and sundry.

You know what really bugs me? When you are doing a group project for Uni, and your group specifically decides (and emails everyone as a reminder) to ensure you work is uploaded the Thursday before it is due, so you have time in class for edits and reformatting and conclusions and stuff. And half the people don't bother. And it's due on Monday.


So now I have to head into Uni on Sunday morning, so we can meet up and sort that stuff out. Which is irritating and blatantly not fair. I finished my section on Tuesday

...Which means weekend reworking. I'll have to go to Armageddon on Saturday, since I don't know how long it'll take on Sunday. As far as I can tell, the only thing I'll be missing out on is the AMV winners, which is sad, but livable.

And on Friday evening, [livejournal.com profile] fa11ing_away has decided to have an impromptu... something. Which will involve alcohol. Which I don't mind (Hey, party type things are always fun), per se, I just hope I get enough sleep.

...I have a social life again. No idea how that happened.
Back to Creative Writing I do go! Didn't quite manage to top last week in terms of Wednesday Weirdness - but then again, what would?

Instead we got to ponder the mysteries of the Post-Grad only lift (Seriously, how do they enforce that? What would happen if undergrads tried to use it? Do the Post-Grads have some secret hideout?)

Oh, and had a nice long discussion about the censorship guidelines for the Farrago (The Uni Magazine) from one of our class members. Which included discussions of such amusing incidents, such as downloading porn so people could trace it for illustrations. And having to use a protractor to measure the angles of penises in a photograph to ensure they aren't erect.

...Yeah, are all student magazines like that?

We also got such charming quotes as follow (from the tutor, no less):

- "Does it need a bit more psychotic violence?"
- "I would like a bit more violence to balance out the sex."

Oh, Creative Writing, never change.

ETA: Also saw most recent FMA:B episode. Recap episode, I know, but it could have been worse. Also the new OP and ED look glorious on shiny shiny fullscreen.

My attempts to interpret some of the mindfucky aspects of the recap episode )
Oh Creative Writing, you're letting the side down. You weren't nearly as hilariously random today as you have been in the past.

Well, excluding the bit where someone was workshopping a piece that was a ridiculously stereotypical action novel with all the cliches turned up to eleven... starring the Prophet Mohammed.

Yeah, really.

I do have an idea what I'm going to do with my writing piece, though - well, sort of. So yay for that.

Actually, I think the amusingly random bit of today was when I was at the coffee shop, and a complete an utter strange who was beside me in the queue declared that I had to be an Arts student, because no-one else would be wear and outfit that was as - and I quote - "Flamboyant".

Not that I'm complaining or anything, because it's true and all but that's not the sort of thing one normally hears from randoms.

...And now I think I shall go catch up on New!FMA anime, since this weeks episode was the Winry-Scar stuff that I've been dying to see animated (and I'm getting behind).
Well that was a busy-ish type week thing. (Shush, I'm tired, it's spazzifying my use of language).

Firstly, since it's most important: Yesterday my interning started! I have my own desk and swipey card and everything! Okay, so not everything, since by the end of the day my computer log-in still wasn't working, but hey, it's a start.

Of course, this did mean that all I did in the morning was read lots of statistics reports on Internet usage, and all I did in the afternoon was look for research papers about Internet usage.

But hey, it's a start. And I got cake since it was someone's birthday.

...And then I got utterly drenched because the weather was shocking on the way home.

Other things what I have done lately included going to Manifest on Sunday. Which was fun, but I think I need to know more people - or maybe do what I did last time, and latch onto some friendly cosplayers. I had a nice chat with a Suzaku, but he wandered off to take pictures of people

But I bought some stuff - lots of keyrings, so I basically have a collection now. And a couple of DVDs, but I really need to find a new series or two to look out for (that actually has box-sets out, argh). And some jewellery. Oh, and a plushy syphilis.

Cosplay was awesome to look at, and made me wish I could sew, woe. That said, I did get a bunch of people ask to get a picture of what I was wearing - which was kinda odd, since it wasn't that much different from what I'd wear to a party. Except with fishnets instead of coloured tights. Incidentally, all the people who took pictures of me were guys, and I am not taking that thought any further. I haven't seen me in any Manifest galleries...

Oh, and in Radical Fiction today we somehow ended up talking about fanfiction. And it got to the point where we were asked to come up with suggestions for radical Harry Potter fanfic (and I was asked to judge).

I think someone's suggest of having Harry be a "rapey midget" sorta won.

...It's not quite Wednesday Weirdness, but Creative Writing does seem to be keeping up it's tradition of having exceptional weird conversations.
I give you a mental image that will live on in infamy: Vampire Borat.

Yeah, this is the kind of insanity my Radical Fiction class is capable of coming up with. Though it may have been sorta kinda my fault for causing the class to start talking about vampires for like the last hour (I don't even know how I did it! I just seem to know a ridiculous amount about vampire stories for someone who doesn't actually like them much).

Oh, Creative Writing randomness, you amuse me so.

...Though I do need to get cracking on my actual writing piece soon, I suppose.
You know that thing that I said I couldn't talk about yet? Well I think I can talk about it now, what with Mum saying she's paid the deposit and all.

Anyways, it looks like that after exams - that is to say, at the end of November - I shall be going on a trip to Cambodia and Singapore. Because, you know, that's just plain nifty. And holidays are fun.

So yay for that.

And the other day I got a postcard from my father. He is (was, I should say, since I think he's back in Australia again) in Thailand. Again.


Aren't we all international all of a sudden.

Closer to home, things I learnt in Creative Writing today: I should never, ever, ever read American Psycho. An exceedingly graphic imagination and a low tolerance for gore do not combine well with that book. *is in desperate need of brain bleach*
Well, wonders never cease. Apparently for once in my life all my bitching and moaning has actually paid off, and my timetable is finally sorted out. And I no longer have any 9am classes, score! Truly, the current arrangement is a masterwork.

Of course the downside to all this seems to be that club stuff may be a mite impossible for me to attend, what with two 1pm lectures and one seminar that is at 1pm for the weeks it runs. Sigh. But you can't have everything your own way, I suppose.

...Now I just need to hear back from my Internship person, and I'll be all set.
drakyndra: The Music Meister demands you sing! (FMA: Books! Ed sleeping)
( Jul. 30th, 2009 10:14 pm)
OH GOD I HATE 9AM CLASSES! *dies and is dead*

And fucking Alloc8 still hasn't finished sorting out my damn subject changes, which makes it pretty darn useless if you ask me. *mumble grumble*

...Don't mind me, I'll be less bitchy once I get some sleep. Being back at Uni is just giving me the mumblegrumbles. It's not that I dislike my classes thus far, just everything else that goes with them. Like 9am.
There wasn't going to a Wednesday Weirdness post today, and then along came Creative Writing, and we all got drunk in class. No, really.

No, really.

Callum - our tutor - declared this week (and next week) BYO. And then brought like five bottles of red to share. And his little dog, too - yes, really.

So the entire two and a half hours were spent doing speed dating writing workshops - yes, that's how they were actually described - whilst drinking red wine. I didn't drink too much, since I hadn't eaten much before, but given I can still feel the effects, I may have failed miserably on that account. Yeah, I'm a lightweight, I know.

Other weird moments of note, aside from the general hilarity of in-class literary analysis whilst under the influence, was Callum badtouching the Quality of Teaching surveys (Don't ask), and a vote on which of Callum's scarves was more gay.

...And next week is scheduled for more of the same. Hee!

In other news, I am seeing Mum on the weekend, and Dad next Thursday, and they are both asking me what I want for my birthday. And I have no idea what to ask for. Any suggestions, flist?

Mum's probably okay with random gifty stuff, since she knows me well enough. Dad... not so much. Plus there's, you know, certain family issues. I just figure I should suggest something if I want a gift beyond a pile of vouchers.
Well, today was terribly entertaining, anyway. Weird, entertaining, there isn't all that much difference. At least when you are as utterly exhausted as I am right now. Weird shit seems fun, and fun stuff seems ~weird~. S'all good, anyway, I enjoyed today.

And I shall hopefully be heading off to sleep not too late, since there's a meeting I want to go to at Uni tomorrow.

Anyways, today's Wednesday Weirdness.

- For the latter parts of Star Trek club, we got a lovely dose of the Tristan YouTube Variety Show. Which was as cracktastic as ever. Things watched included AMV Hell - so much funnier now I know most of the animes being used - and Banzai. Which was... Banzai.

- Oh, and we also watched some Firefly, which was less weird and more a reminder of how much I loved that show. Our Mrs Reynolds remains hilarious and awesome. Also, I shall apparently be going to see the new!Trek movie on Friday with peoples.

- I got told off for not having "hobbies" because I was on a computer in the Rowdy by someone wearing period medieval garb. Okay, so it was Allan, but still...

- Creative Writing was solid crack. First we had HatMan wearing a (fake) Firefighter's hat.
Then there was the discussion on Trainspotting with our (Scottish) tutor, which kept going off on random tangents.
Then there was the bit where our writing task was a monologue containing as much slang and cursing as possible, which were then read out to the class.
Then there was the bit where we somehow ended up having a discussion on how different kinds of Marijuana products are prepared.
Two hours of solid crack.

- Then I went and crashed a SCA event and drank their mead. Okay, not so much crashed as was invited by [livejournal.com profile] fa11ing_away.

And that was my day. My strange and rather amusing day.


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