qing is right. i have gone over to the dark side. whoopee.

pissed kenneth off today. at least, i think so. for real. cos when he was asking us if we implemented all that deep convo with family shit i told him i did nothing about it, cos i don't think it's necessary. and. for the first time EVER, he didn't react. as in, usually he would have this annoying "i understand" look on his face or at least go, "mmm" but after i had finished all he did was stare into space with this most disdainful expression on his face, then wordlessly turning to janice to ask her. after everyone had said their bit he said that those who think they don't need to use his damn techniques, who think they have perfect lives, are strongly advised to think again. wth???? i don't think my life is perfect, i just think that i didn't drag my ass over to cat class just to have him force feed me some magical formula for the perfect intra-family bond. my friend agrees to my previous post about him. whoopee. every cat class is now a full-blown piss kenneth off session.

and i enjoy it. at least until he comes and pats me on the shoulder. today he did that (never, EVER wear sleeveless) and i visibly flinched away. kinda like a reflex action. like, body registers kenneth's hand. skin crawls at kenneth's touch. brain tells body to jerk away immediately.
racial harmony day was spent giving random people massages and getting a pretty henna thing that will probably wear off by next week. plus i forgot to pass kell the dvd. whoopee.

started potter last evening, finished this afternoon. homework is as yet undone, but it was worth it. hbp is so wonderfully devastating. DRACO!!!!! *loves draco. needs to give him a hug. needs to see this book on screen* and all the slashy connotations! it just makes me all excited.

but now, no book will compare until i have returned it to elean and guardians of the west looks at me forlornly from my table. soon (in all probability, tomorrow morning) it will be back to garion and ce'nedra and the lot, without magic or dumbledore or delicious little draco ("sleek blond head"! *dies*) or any slashy connotations whatsoever. unless you wanna count the twins, in which case is disgusting. so many legoalas/aragorn fics feature twincest and personally, i can't stand it. yech. or. i could just spend the rest of my days mooning over draco and the book in general, mind wandering and fabricating all sorts of wonderful little fantasies, all the while waiting to get home so i can attack the ff world with a whole new fervour. *sighs*

filming was fun. wahahahahhaahhahahahahaa. shall not divulge any little details. shall keep you all in SUSPENSE. WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAA. but our video rocks. as in. i haven't exactly seen the final product, but it rocks anyway. WOOT.

needs to hear star wars. hmmmm. not now. gack. must bathe. spent too much time reading, ho ho ho.

OH. OH. the vamp at slug's party. his name was sanguini. people back in some century long ago believed that the body is made out of four humours - melan, choler, phlegm and sanguine, which means black bile, yellow bile, phlegm (no, not fleur) and blood respectively, if i remember corretly. SANGUINE aka BLOOD. geddit? vampire, blood, SANGUINi. wahahahahahhahahahahaha. dunno why i picked on that. and how MAJOR SPOILER ALERT. DO NOT READ UNLESS YOU DON'T MIND dumbledore was right about the dada position being cursed - snape didn't last more than a year, now, did he? SPOILER OVER. NOW WASN'T THAT A RELIEF.

i think it was pretty funny though, that i carried the book into cat class and it looked exactly like a bible. abit thicker than average, i would think (compared to mine, anyway), but bible-like nonetheless. wahahahahahhaa. and how the number seven is supposed to be humongously magical or sth and the bible had some passage about how you should fogive your brother not seven, but seven times seventy times or something like that. hmmm.