LOVE IS POISON

I suppose this is the part where I should wish a merry [insert holiday of choice] to everyone, but it always makes me feel weird because of ~reasons. So, er, I might act weird if someone wishes me a merry [insert holiday of choice], but thank you and I wish you likewise.
ALSO TY SAS FOR THE BEST SPARKLIEST SHINY HOLIDAY CARD EVER!

I GOT PRESENTS! It was disappointing because my parents had led me to believe I was getting a new laptop, instead they're taking me to choose a new laptop some time next week. Flipside, new laptop! Downside, I'm now acting like a little kid and pouting because I want my new laptop naooo! Instead I got:
- two binders (which I needed);
- a 2012 notebook (yay, I get to write down exam dates...);
- a blanket with sleeves (a kind of very bright light blue; my sister got it in green; and yes, it's just as ridic as it sounds, at least it's soft and warm... but ridic... I don't even);
- a book about the history of maths from my brother (who's all grown up and does presents now, I am amazed; didn't have the heart to tell him that it's basically the subjects I study, just watered down; it's probably the first time he picked something himself; he got books for everyone with mixed success but he somehow found a book on local birds for dad and that's probably dad's favourite present ever, which is pretty amazing since dad is impossible to shop for);
- a floppy hat from my sister (which is the BEST HAT EVER and I love it and it makes me want to go outside just to wear it, except that's probably a bad idea because I have a cold and I don't feel that well; BUT I SHALL GET BETTER AND WEAR THE HAT!)

That's it, and some money from my grandparents. I'll probably get presents from my aunts and other grandma when we go visit. Buuut all I want for [insert holiday of choice] is the laptop. Though the hat is cute too.

As for the other presents, the parents got us a 3DS, which is really for my brother and my sister because I'm officially getting the laptop, but we have a console-sharing policy in this house so I expect I'll sink quite a lot of time into Professor Layton and whatever other game my sister is playing now. Also, it was amusing to watch my brother unwrap his katana, ngl. And my sister's necklace arrived just in time and I was tempted to steal it because owlll! I think me and my mum like it better than my sister, though. XD It's hard to guess what she would wear because we have different taste in clothes. Or rather, I dress more like my brother than like my sister. I still have a jacket and a sweater that I stole from him when he overgrew them.

Now I'm going to curl in a corner and wrap into my cozy blanket with sleeves and wait for the sniffles to go away. NO WAIT. DO YOU HAVE DOUBLES OF ANY OF THOSE CARDS:
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mssekishi
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Uni kind of sucks right now. We got the dates for this semester's exams, and they're all bunched together. I only have two really tough classes (Functional Analysis & Finite Elements) and I wanted to be do those in January so I'd have a lighter load in February. But they're only one week apart and it takes me at least two weeks to properly prepare for an exam of that size, so I think I'll have to do Finite Elements on February 27th. Which means no break at all because it'll be written part on the 27th and oral part on the 28th or 29th (if I'm lucky) and the second semester starts on March 1st. Yay.

Plus the train schedule got changed, they cancelled a bunch of trains and changed the departure times of others, so now whenever I have lessons at 11am I have to take the 8:48am train because there's nothing else until midday. I thought, okay, lots of time to study this morning, except the train was 50 minutes late. And the return train was 35 minutes late. And there's a strike on Friday so no trains at all. And it takes just 15-20 minutes from my town to uni. This is why Italy sucks.

Also the weather. So much fog today, I thought Jack the Ripper was going to jump out of a corner any moment. Maybe my giraffe hat would have scared him away. The giraffe hat is the best, by the way, it keeps my ears warm and other people entertained. ♥

I MUST THINK OF MORE GOOD THINGS BECAUSE I DON'T WANT THE RANTING TO OVERWHELM MY JOURNAL. Finished the sci-fi story. I'm quite proud of it, ngl, despite the fact that it's just an excuse to write alien sex pollen. The theme for February is Hollywood, idk what I want to write yet. And there's a whole lot of other things to write, including a program for that Finite Elements course, but shiny new writing projects always take precedence!

Big bang finished and posted.

...What am I supposed to do now.

You read that in River Song's voice, didn't you?

Yesterday, my brother told me I needed to watch The Prestige. I'd never heard of it, so I looked it up and THERE'S WOLVERINE AND BATMAN PLAYING RIVAL MAGICIANS, HOW HAD I NOT HEARD OF IT BEFORE. So today I watched it and OH CRAP NON-LINEAR PLOTS AND EVERYONE WITH A HIDDEN AGENDA AND SPOILERS EVERYWHERE. I kind of spoiled myself because halfway through I figured out the main plot point, then I kind of blurted it out to my sister who was watching it with me. Watching movies with me must be a pain. THE PLOT, THOUGH. THAT PLOT.

So that's what I did instead of finishing my bigbangitalia fic, which is teaching me how to stretch a deadline to it farthest end. Still no conclusion in sight, I might have to cut a couple of subplots loose. IDK MAN, DECISIONS. Also my assignment for Yuletide came in and OH MY DINOSAURS I AM GOING TO WRITE CRACK. There's no way I can write something serious about this character. But first, big bang. But even more first, shower.

What is an attention span.

Dear Yuletide author,

( Yes, I'm doing Yuletide this year! )

Yes, I've copy-pasted this from last year because I am overly lazy. I tried not to sound like a crazy person this time, but idk if it worked. Once again: THANK YOU! ♥

Ren

I want to divorce my ovaries.

Funny story.

Last night P. and I. and G. had a housewarming party. I'm trying this new thing where I try to talk to people and act like a social person (even though it makes me awfully tired) so it was kinda fun. There were five mathematicians, a couple of physicists, and a dozen other people studying more artsy subjects like biology. If you're a biologist: I kid. Mostly.

The actual party was at their place (obvs) but after midnight almost everyone went home and we moved to a pub because otherwise the noise would bother the neighbours. Then things went downhill because the two guys next to me started talking about tentacles. By which I mean tentacle porn, I swear I heard mentions of 4chan too, I don't even. I thought I'd act like a "normal" person and engage in "normal" conversations for one night but lol no. So one of the guys noticed my face and idk, maybe he wanted to scare the impressionable girl? Because he started with YOU SEE WE'RE TALKING ABOUT THE FISHERMAN'S WIFE'S DREAM WHICH IS THIS PRINT... and I was like LOL YES I KNOW EXACTLY WHICH PRINT YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT. Cue the usual reactions of BUT YOU'RE AN INNOCENT LITTLE BLONDE GIRL, WHY WOULD YOU KNOW THAT and whoops my cover as a normal person is blown.

This guy, uh, I'll call him M., even though almost every guy I know is an M. and yes it stands for the same name because there was a fad when I was born and every kid was named M.
Anyway, we started talking because apparently I can't engage in conversations with quasi-strangers unless tentacle porn is involved. He's a nice guy, even though he's a physicist. I might have tried to flirt with him, but in my defence I was drunk and he probably didn't notice anyway because lol what is flirting anyway. Also I displayed way too much knowledge of tentacles.

Also relevant to the story is the Creeper. He's creepy. He's tall and HUGE and looms over everybody and has no concept of personal space. He tends to get in your face and then tell something in a deadpan expression. This something is usually a quote from any possible source (I recognized a couple of modified Peanuts quotes) and you never know if he's serious or he's making a joke, because his jokes aren't very funny. Sometimes he just says random stuff. Anyway, I was trying to avoid him because he makes me uncomfortable and when I'm drunk I tend to say whatever's on my mind, which means if we talked I would have insulted him to his face.

Everyone at our table knew the Creeper from high school so they're used to him being, well, creepy. Me and M. were the only ones who didn't know him and I was like OMG SO GLAD I'M NOT THE ONLY ONE TRYING TO AVOID THE CREEPER. P. told me I was mean for trying to avoid the Creeper. I am mean, but idk why she was so surprised to learn that. It's like I'm not supposed to be mean because I'm an innocent little blonde girl. IDK IDK. Some time past 2am we were thrown out of the pub because they were closing, so M. said he knew a pizzeria that stays open all night and we got pizzas at 3am. It was equal parts awesome and crazy. We were sitting outside and the Creeper said he wanted to piss on a car to mark his territory. (Thankfully he didn't actually do it.) There was a moment where everyone looked at each other and went like DID HE REALLY SAY THAT and LOL CREEP and WHAT DID HE SAY, I DON'T THINK I HEARD THAT RIGHT.

So M. made a joke about "golden showers", he used the English term, and ofc nobody else got it and I was the only one who understood and cracked down with laughter, and then M. went all LOL I KNEW YOU'D KNOW WHAT IT MEANS. M.'s friend (who is also a physicist and G.'s brother) told me YOUR NIGHTS MUST BE ~INTERESTING and I kept thinking LOL PORN NO WAIT UUUH BE COOL BE COOL but idk if my poker face was any good. I wish I knew if M. has a girlfriend, but he probably does and anyway it's a moot point, I blew my chances with the tentacle porn already.

Best night in a long time, even though I went to sleep at 5am and had classes at 9am and with my favourite professor too. I hope my yawns weren't very noticeable.

I just saw The Three Musketeers. I'd say best 11€ I spent in a long time, but that's not technically true since I didn't pay for the tickets. Dad drove us since I hate driving, and when we got to the cinema he asked me if I had any money. He does this all the time, idk if he really thinks he raised such a moron. Once I was leaving on a field trip and he asked me if I had packed underwear. In front of my classmates. Anyway, this time I decided to go the sarcasm route and went all OH NOES I HAVE NO MONEY I GUESS I SHALL HAVE TO BEG FOR MONEY TO BUY TICKETS. So he bought tickets for me and my sister. I feel oddly guilty about this since idk if he got the sarcasm.

( Spoilers for the best film evar. )

Anyway, as I said, great film as long as you don't take any of it seriously.

I feel cold. I'm this close to wrapping myself in my huge wolf blanket. Uni was frozen as always and I forgot my jacket, much to P's amusement. It's not my fault that I decided to watch Downton Abbey at 8am when I woke up because it had just finished downloading and then I spent all of my day in a state of emotional trauma.

Ok maybe it's my fault. ( Downton Abbey. )

To cheer myself up, I decided this week is Stupid Superhero Week and I'm going to watch alllllll the Marvel movies so maybe I'll finally find out why Tumblr is obsessed with Loki and Captain America.


I ALSO HAVE STUFF TO DO BUT DNW TO DO STUFF.

The first week of classes was insane, but I think the insanity is winding down. I managed to narrow the list of courses down to four this semester and four the next, which is reasonable and should give me all the credits I need. The only thing I don't like is this course about didactic methods, which I took just because I don't like the professor who teaches probability. But I'm really not interested in learning didactic methods and like one third of the course is working with a group and it's more like psychology than mathematics and I'm herping and derping my way through it. But I did manage to get in a group the only cute guy in the class, so whatevs. If anything, I can creep on him.

I still have a couple of cardboard boxes lying around. I still haven't renewed my bus card. I didn't re-read my notes all weekend. I AM LAZY AND PROCRASTINATING.

Merlin, tho. ( Spoilers. )

People on tumblr seem convinced that SPN killed off Castiel. Silly people. Don't they know he's frolicking with Dean in the land of unicorns and rainbows and pie.