Oct. 5th, 2009 09:11 pm
tierfal: (Ten/Screwdriver = OTP)
First, and most importantly, HAPPY BIRTHDAY to the ever-so-wonderful [livejournal.com profile] teenelizabeth! :D Your awesomeness knows no bounds, which is why I can't find the words to describe it adequately. ♥ Suffice to say you're loving, you're generous, and you write excellent poetry. 8D Hope you had a downright fantasmic twenty-first, and if you show me a fandom, a pairing, and a prompt, I will show you a birthday drabble just as soon as I finish killing some plotbunnies and nailing their hides to the barn door as a warning to the others. ^^

Today rawked. Alternative spelling mandatory. )

tierfal: (Matsuda)
Just explaining why I'm drowning in pop music. )  Anyway, that adds up to a chick named Lena getting soused. I write a truly disproportionate quantity of drunk scenes. Including the entirety of Chapter Twelve of Chocolate. XD Oh, and the show. )


Dearly beloved Flist, we are gathered here today because the damn-I-wish-she-wasn't-jailbait [livejournal.com profile] crazyboutremmy was too sick to go to her prom. :(


So, my friends, we are going to have OUR OWN PROM. 8D

Click HERE for the BEST LJ PROM EVAR! )


tierfal: (Jethro)
I ran around in a pretty purple dress for two hours survived my first rehearsal of Midsummer last night! \o/


In other news...

Amusement and time killers plz. Which are like painkillers, but for time. Uh. Shut up. )

tierfal: (Merlin)
I apologize for the comments today... my brain departed in the Post-Dim Sum Overeating Haze of Rapture. XD

I'm telling you guys. Befriend someone who speaks Mandarin, and find a dim sum place. XD

Or come visit me, and you can come with my family. 8D

blah blah blah yesterday was super-l33t! )

Okay. That's all I've got. XD

life plz

May. 15th, 2009 08:38 pm
tierfal: (L - Bewildered)
This morning, I felt kind of lame, so I read most of Book 10.

Finals? WHAT ARE FINALS?? >_____> ...no, I actually started studying. First sign of the Apocalypse. (The second, as we know, is Aidan Marchmont walking into a meat freezer. XD)

wtf Facebook, shipping in Shakespeare... yes, this is my life; isn't it dandy? )

And... oh, dear.

We knew this day would come. BUT SO SOON? )

In related news, there is a new Fifteen chapter, "Nevermore", and L and Light are being horrible to each other again in the bit of "Kiss and Tell" I'm working on. :D

...also, bits and pieces of fic are starting to pile up again, indicating the need for an uploading frenzy. Oh, hooray. XD

tierfal: (Bottle)
Oh, yes. Lots of it.

First-off, all the latest crap:

"Mortals" for [livejournal.com profile] brigits_flame. I was up until 5 AM writing the damn thing, as [livejournal.com profile] eltea and [livejournal.com profile] jenwryn can testify. XD And I scared the shit out of myself in the process; it's easily the creepiest thing I've ever written. XD

And some Death Note, of course. The first is a drabble composed of virtually nothing but Matt/Mello innuendo, which is the best kind. Or something. :P It's called Shameless, and I actually said "Oh, God" aloud when I typed one of the lines. XD

The other is the thing I wrote trying to start Shameless, which is kind of sad and resigned and... the usual. XD Okay, or here at the comm. Also Matt/Mello, and has B in it, for some unknown reason.

And now for a list of things that I was going to post about yesterday, but was not coherent enough to follow through with posting. )

Moar ficspam tomorrow. XD


Dec. 15th, 2008 05:02 pm
tierfal: (L - Do Not Want)
So I took my Shakespeare final today.

After having started studying at, uh, eight forty-five-or-so this morning.

It actually wasn't that bad. I think. I feel like I said a lot of interesting things and came up with stuff that hadn't been talked about -- though that might not be particularly helpful, given that they were much more enthusiastic about the shameless term-dropping I did on the second midterm than they were with the creative ideas I implemented on the first.

That would be school in a nutshell, right? XD

Anyway, I should've proofread, and usually do on finals, but after two hours and forty-five minutes of writing pretty much nonstop... I just turned the damn thing in. XD I MEAN SERIOUSLY. XD Four essays laaaateeer... XD

I got a great deal of ink on my fingers, too; it was ballpoint carnage. XD

So now I just have to survive the French final -- though I don't know where it is; I emailed my teacher... -- and then write that damn paper for history. Damn paper. Rarrrr.

And then as soon as I'm done, I can gtfo and go the hell home for a month. SWEET VICTORY. ...until I have to come back and do this all over again next semester. ;___;

So yeah, I hope that was enlightening. XD

I've been shirking my happiness meme duties something atrocious, so lessee... Yesterday, [livejournal.com profile] eltea made me happy, because she always does. XD Ditto today. :P Also, YOU GUYS persistently make me happy, 'cause... you're just awesomesauce squared, no yoke. 8D And my jacket and my scarf made me happy today, because it was damn cold in the room we had to take that final in, and colder still outside. XD

Everybody with snow is all, *NOT IMPRESSED*. :P

I also discovered today that the myriad trees that make the campus so beautiful are not quite as pleasant when they are dripping water on your head. XD

Aaaaandd... so there was this one line in Twilight that put me off many moons ago, which I randomly encountered and then memorized: "His stunning face was unexpectedly vulnerable." And [livejournal.com profile] eltea and I were loling about it again via Death Note last night at about eleven, and for some reason I decided to play with it, because... I are me. :P

"Matt's eyes went from yeah-uh-huh to no behind the curtain of his eyelids, changed when he'd blinked. Stunned and stunning -- that was a nutshell if Mello had ever seen one. Nutcases; nutshells -- such was the business.

It was the vulnerability that scared him. Matt wasn't supposed to be afraid."

Now, that would make for a much longer book, of course, if the trend kept up, but... yeah, just wanted to share for no good reason. XD

tierfal: (L - Blue)
Shakespeare midterm today went surprisingly not-badly. Whoever wrote it (the professor or the T.A.; they like keeping us in the dark about these things) chose really good passages, and I just kept thinking of things to say to the point of going on analytical tangents.

This is why I love Billy. There's just so much there. My Inner Cynic always gets into fights with my Inner English Major on the topic of whether or not writers intend even half of what we attribute to them thematically when we're trying to stretch our essays out to the assigned length, but damn if Billy didn't give it a good go. I'm still slightly dubious that he deliberately arranged The Comedy of Errors -- which is all twin confusion and silliness and hilarity -- to make a point about self-discovery in unity and using other people as mirrors, but... well, hey. There's textual evidence. XD And like we were talking about in my OTHER English class today, once it's on the page, it's kind of out of the writer's hands. It's an entity of its own. Which is a scary thing and a wondrous one.

I still haven't talked to those computer store losers about the memory they stole from me. (*has Kira flashbacks*... I mean what?) Yesterday when I walked by, they had a sign that said "Closed Until," and the number delineating the hour of return had fallen out.


And now for a fandom meme I nabbed from jenwryn because it was much too amusing to pass up. 8D

...what French homework...? )

tierfal: (Trust Me)
Or, "In Which Tierfal Fangirls a Guy Who Died in 1616."

I like my Shakespeare class pretty well this semester, 'cause my teacher is insightful and one of those harmless-old-dude types who gets kind of excited over this or that soliloquy.  You probably know the type. XD

In any case, today was particularly interesting, because we watched three film versions of Act 1, Scene 2: the '82 BBC one, Laurence Olivier's '56 version, and the '95 one with Ian McKellan.

As I'd sort of expected after watching a bit of Oliver's Hamlet, I thought that as Richard, he was kind of wooden and really hasn't earned his reputation as the definitive Shakespeare-Actor-Man (Kenneth Branagh, anyone?).  I was pleasantly surprised with the BBC one, since the beginning of their Comedy of Errors wasn't anything too terribly spectacular.  And I knew Ian McKellan was going to make me squee a great deal, and of course he delivered. ;)

Anyway, if you've got, y'know, twenty-five minutes or so to kill, you, too, can admire them, thanks to the wonder of YouTube. :D

So here's the BBC version; the Olivier version; and the Ian McKellan version, which is the order we watched them in during class. :)

Now that I have culturally enriched you, I should go attempt to get a start on the pile of homework swamping my sad little existence... Or maybe start writing the essay for this Shakespeare class of mine, which happens to be due Thursday. XD

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