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Shit guys, I go to work and come back to find there's a lot of bad stuff going down.

Powerful 8.9 earthquake off the coast of Japan that's sending out tsunamis everywhere... Japan's declared a nuclear emergency because one of their reactors is damaged so badly by the earthquake that the technicians can't pump water to it. Several other facilities are on fire already and the tsunami is traveling as fast as a jet plane over the ocean, expected to hit Hawaii in about 4 hours, America mainland in 6, New Zealand in about 10-12.

I hope you guys are okay. I know South East Asia, Australia, New Zealand and the West Coasts of the Americas have tsunami warnings, so stay safe okay?

<3

So I was at work today, doin' my usual thing, when these two little girls come in. They had to be about 8-9 and they were soaking wet from the rain despite having their brollies. They spent about 10 minutes wandering around the shop, until I went up and asked what they were looking for. They asked where the cake and baking stuff was, so I took them there. A lot of it is on the top shelf, so I helped them get the brownie mixture down, and let them off the 10p short they were for it.

"Wow, it makes 16 brownies!" said one of the girls. "We'll never eat all that!"

"I'll take one off your hands for you." I laughed. I make this kind of joke all the time with customers who say they're buying too much.

The girls suddenly grin at me. "Okay! We'll bring you one!"

"Hey hey, I was joking, you don't have to do that." I said back, feeling a bit silly now. They were only little kids, I felt bad asking for one of their brownies. "I'm only here til 6 anyway, I'll probably be home when you're done."

"I'll bring you one anyway!" the girl insisted. "Bye!"

So I went back to work and forgot about it, assuming I'd never see hide nor hair of them again.

5:30pm, and the door opened. It was one of the girls, holding a little white bag. "I brought you one! It's nice and fresh."

I could have cried, it was so nice of her. After all the moody looks, the rude customers, the thieving teenagers, this one little girl made me feel appreciated and happy to work where I do. It's possibly the sweetest thing I've ever had a stranger do for me. ;u; I grinned like an idiot for the rest of the shift. And even though the edges were a little burned, it was the best brownie I've ever eaten.

This story may be too long to fit on GivesMeHope.com

Nicked this from

starrose17

I do so love to listen to Welsh... even if it does sound like, in the words of my dad, "throat infection gone horribly wrong".

.... Mostly it also makes me sad, because the Welsh guy who I used to see every week in the Co-op died recently... he was a lovely old man, always greeted me with "Bore da" and a smile. He tended to forget his walking stick next to the till...

I was never sad over the death of my great Aunt, but thinking I won't hear him cheerfully babble at me in Welsh ever again... kind of makes me want to cry. I guess this is grief.

...

New DGM kind of cheers me up a bit though. I mean, it had Cross in it. For three panels...

/sigh

Man, what a week.

Hetalia Bloodbath was intense man. I don't think I've ever abused the F5 function so much in my life. The poor thing... but it was so much fun! I don't think I've ever seen a comment section fill up so fast in my life. And despite being a mod of CAPTALIA, I didn't really spend much time over there apart from to lurk. It went too fast for me. Still, great fun.

I've been writing all sorts of random crap that I haven't posted and, eh, maybe never will. It's just to keep myself in shape, writing-wise. Next to be updated will be FT, then new Monster Mash, fyi.

Also! I'd like to wish everyone a happy new year! If you were on my Plurk you would have seen me being a dork and celebrating (to the extent that I typed the whole of Auld Lang Syne...) and that's why this is a little late to post.... well, for GMT anyway. For you Americans, I have one thing to say...

Greeeetiiiings from the fuuuuutuuuuure...

Here's to 2011!

First I get up at arse-o'clock to go to Chichester after being held hostage to RP until 3am last night, all so I can have a 20 minute breakfast with Nena in a restaurant which admittedly does serve excellent pancakes, but has no heating.

But Nena is forgiven because she is a squish and clearly having a derp day. Omnomnom lipstick.

Then I finally get home (stupid irregular bus service) and relax for a few hours before my sister reveals that she's gotten changed into pajamas and "oh, now I can't take grandma's dog back home can you do it for me" even though she was asked to do that three hours ago. "Oh but I'm making dinner now." Well you weren't making dinner three hours ago you layabout little pretentious... so then I had to run the dog to grandma's at lightning speed because work started at 6 and it was like 5:30 when she told me argh.

And then I get to work and derp about with Holly (FOUR HUNDRED BABIES) for four hours before we discover there's a new locking mechanism on the door that nobody explained to us how it works so we nearly set the alarms off again before we figured it out.

And now I'm doing her shift for her, on top of my own, tomorrow. That's okay though, because it's her birthday tomorrow and she works too much anyway.

Which means I'll be working 2pm-10pm sob sob sob. Sorry Cande, I probably won't be able to chat with you. ;n;

Speaking of which it's my birthday in 4 days and I haven't thought of anything to do. 8D;; The day is free, so. Uh. Any ideas guys?

( Ho hum, what to have... )

Need to get England's paid account renewed before he bitches me out about being stuck on girl-only icons forever (since that's all they left him with lol). Also, consider looking in to apping bb!England elsewhere at some point because it's fun and I miss writing stuff like Vincere. But only after exams.

Snow scheduled for tomorrow, here's hoping. By which I mean the rest of the country has already had snow (Scotland's completely buried) and I feel cheated. Just because the valley I live in has it's own climate due to the South Downs...

My room keeps heating up too much so I have to open the windows for the -3 air to come in, but then it gets to cold and I close them. Rinse and repeat. First world problems.

I'm so anal about these things idefk.

It's kind of annoying that all my old links to icons and suchlike will be just my default now, but oh well. At least it's all neat and categorised....

Went to Frankie and Benny's all the way up in Chichester today for the sake of some decent pancakes that Nena wanted. Forgot to wear a coat again and fuck did I ever regret it. A hoodie and a t-shirt is not enough to brave 2C with! >A< It wasn't fun at all, especially with the bitter wind, my god.

Oh well, warm now, been working on Monster Mash, all is well so far.

Oh bugger, that's not good.

Royal wedding, get in!

Usually I'm kind of apathetic towards the royal family beyond "the Queen's on the money and Charles is a really good source of comedy", but a royal wedding means a day off for the whole country by royal decree! \o/ Awesome! And it means that I might be able to go watch up in London. This aught to be fun!

It's set for April of next year, so all the companies manufacturing commemorative teapots can get started early. XD;;

/goes off and does essay

Stolen off

starrose17

A is for age: 18, going 19 in December
B is for beer of choice: Erm, I don't drink beer.
C is for career right now: Working in a corner shop full of crazies.
D is for your dog's name: Jimmy!
E is for essential item you use everyday: Laptop. /HOLDS IT ;A;
F is for favorite TV show: QI or Top Gear. Otherwise I don't really watch TV...
G is for favorite game to watch: If it's watching... I'm not interested in football unless it's the world cup.
H is for Home town: Petersfield, Hampshire
I is for instruments you play: Mild ability on the piano, have forgotten everything I knew about playing cello...
J is for favorite juice: Orange.
K is for whose butt you'd like to be kicking: The person who made Holly work a shift tonight when she was so nastily ill. >[
L is for last place you ate at: Work. orz;;
M is for marriage: Currently not married, hope to be one day though.
N is for your name: Lizzy
O is for overnight hospital stay: When I was a little baby and my nose wouldn't stop bleeding. How to give a parent a heart attack 101: have them walk in on their child's cot covered with blood! 8D
P is for people you were with today: Mainly my sister, mum, Holly at work and the various customers...
Q is for what's your best quality: Erm. I can. Write? Ish?
R is for what are you currently reading: OCR Philosophy of Religion for AS and A2 B|
S is for relationship status: ... complicated.
T is for time you woke up today: 10 ish
U is for the type of underwear you have on: Regular black.
V is for vegetable you love: Bell peppers! And onions. Those two!
W is for worst habits: Procrastination... being paranoid over silly things... chronic shyness irl...
X is for x-rays you've had recently: Never in my whole life.
Y is for something yummy: Chewing gum. I have a nasty teeth-grinding, finger/nail/skin biting habit, and gum stops that from happening.
Z is for zodiac sign: Sagittarius!

College again, this time working on Personal Statement. It's a lot harder to sing one's own praises than it is to self-depreicate, oddly.

I reeeeeeeeeeeeally hate UCAS, I should have listened to Imi when she warned us two years prior that it was a bitch.... orz;;

On the bright side we've managed to tame the internet's fail down to a manageable turns-off-randomly-once-a-day, rather than doesn't-work-ever.

On the un-bright side I managed to forget that UCAS application work day is on Friday not Thursday, so I'm here for very little reason. I mean, I'll still work on my personal statement but... orz;; so much fail what is my life.

I think the worst thing about it might be trying to get it up to the 4000 character limit but not over it, if you see what I mean. The little bar at the bottom of the screen only tells you how many words you're writing, not characters. I keep getting 100 under or 50 over and it's frustrating trying to keep it coherent but within limits.

Also there are faeries all over my notes and I blame Cande.

Extremely conservative grandparents are here.

I do love my grandparents, I really do. They're nice people, but our views somewhat... clash. I would never speak against them or anything so disrespectful of course. That'd get me a clip round the ear, 18 or not, and also because I respect them as my elders. It's just, as my elders, they have some views that I can perceive to be a bit... outdated, to an extent.

Grandpa has a tendency to rant on how homosexuals are "bloody loud, won't leave us alone" to which I reply "well you hardly leave them alone" in my head. And then he goes on hating Stephen Fry, a man I greatly respect for his works and his strength to carry on with a life that didn't always treat him kindly and even today is far too swamped to have a relax, the poor thing.

Idk, it just irritates me slightly, but I hold my tongue.

Anyway.

( Day 17 – Your favorite memory )

So I came home from work and forgot to refresh the concealer on my hickies before going downstairs to make lunch.

Mum noticed.

Mum guessed.

She's not talking to me.

I'm not sure what word accurately describes what I'm feeling right now.

"Boned" will suffice.

I hate the dentists.

Not my actual dentist, he's a sweet guy that always tries to make me feel better.

But I really hate the dentists.

Especially getting fillings.

I thought these things were supposed to stop your jaw from hurting.

Fuckin' ow.

Anesthetic's wearing off and it's getting worse.

I'm not going to be able to eat dinner tonight. FML.

So we're looking at a hung parliament*. Which sucked big time the last time it happened in the 70s.

Uhh...

Bugger.

My constituency got a huuuuuuge Conservative landslide vote, though with Lib Dem just behind. Considering I live in an area full of the elderly, I'm not surprised.

I love the BBC though. They're not allowed to show political allegiance to any party, but they just started playing "stuck in the middle with you" on the radio, otherwise known as the "hung parliament song".

Clowns to the left of me,
Jokers to the right!
Stuck in the middle with you~!

We may end up with a minority government*, which hasn't happened since... the world wars.

Shouldn't be as paranoid as I am over this.

*A hung parliament = when there are equal votes for two or more parties, meaning equal numbers of seats in Parliament, meaning that we have no official Prime Minister, which means NOTHING GETS DONE BECAUSE NOBODY AGREES.

This is soooo going to help the financial crisis.

*Minority Government = when there is an exact balance between the two biggest parties, the third most popular party becomes the leader and mediates between the popular party. In this case it would be the Lib Dems, which I have a little more faith in, but seriously, Parliament would turn into even more of a "tell Mr Brown he's stupid" "yeah well tell Mr Cameron that he can kiss my fat hairy arse" playground situation than it already is.

Submitted my vote a few hours ago, now just watching the results since I can't sleep.

Please god don't let it be Tories please please please I'll take the goddamn GREEN PARTY over the Tories. (Though I hear they have a seat in somewhere tiny like the Birmingham constituancy in which case good on them)
( Play by play of the action as it happens. )

Shit shit shit I forgot about this essay shiiiiit.

Had a three hour power cut today. Spent the entire time doodling and the like, which was fun, but now my desk is covered in pages and pages of random shit.

Dream I had last night won't leave me alone. Making me wonder what the hell I ate to make it so vivid. I very rarely have dreams that are so linear and don't just jump about from one thing to another. Additionally, it was all from my point of view, as in actually through my eyes. Usually my dreams play out like films, where I'm not in my own head but rather a camera viewpoint.

( Details on the dream, because I feel like procrastinating on this essay and maybe if I write it down I'll stop feeling so out of it. Seriously tl;dr unless you have free time for an epic tale. )

In other news, I need to get back to writing that essay. Ciao.