Since monday, the weird, ebullient Chia Lynn of yore has resurfaced! We had bio in the library, and I was sitting in between Da Eun and Nishiki, and I started making weird noises and moving my neck around and generally being very odd and entertaining and hilarious. Just like how I was before the whole A More Normal Chia Lynn Initiative. And then, when Ms Bee helped me print out my heart rate design draft, I realised that I'd forgotten to write a hypothesis! And I was just like, "Oh, CRAP! Ah, I mean--" and Ms Bee was all, "Lovely euphemism, that," and everyone was laughing at my slip-up, and then I told her, "Okay, don't look at my design yet. There's something I need to change." And then I scuttled back to my seat and did a quick hypothesis and gave it back to her.
And today, Nishi, Da Eun and I were in the art room, and I was foolishly wasting my time. I taped a hanger to the back of one of the creepy plastic mannequin heads, put it in Da Eun's sweater, zipped it up and pulled the hood over. And then I stuck a rubber glove over a roll of scrap paper and stuck it in the right sleeve and started harassing Da Eun and Nishiki ahahah.
And I was all pretending to talk to it and answering myself and looking schizophrenic. For example:

Da Eun: Omg you're so weird, Chia Lynn!
Gladys: Aw, it's alright. I'll be your bestest friend.
Chia Lynn: Thanks, Gladys :)
Gladys: And that girl's going to get into an accident soon. *have the head turn and look menacingly at Da Eun while keeping the rest of me normal*

I even created a backstory for Gladys and a routine way of telling it that went sorta like this: You see this line all around the head? You know what that is? That's how she died. Sylar killed her. She had the power to turn into plastic, and now she can't turn back. She's alive and dead at the same time, because what kind of life is that, being a mannequin head? And you see that hole in the middle of the neck? That's where her spine came through. It moved from the back to the middle. And you know how the right side of her mouth's a little been upturned? She's smiling at you." And so on and so forth. :P
And then I took VIDEOS on my mac of it ahahah. I'll put it in this post when I'm done editing it.
You know, I really missed being like this. On Monday, when I was bothering Nishi and Da Eun in the biblioteca, I just felt this sense of... rightness. As if I'm supposed to be this strange. And I was visibly more cheerful and mellow on Tuesday morning, too. Doesn't that say something! :)

So did you hear? I got my mocks score and predicted grade back. Raw 37s for both! :))) I am pleased. I got 7s for biology and math and spanish, a 6 for art, and 5s for business and english a1 for predicted. Let's hope I do as well, or God willing, better, for the real ones :/

Hey everyone I think I've grown! I used to be almost exactly the same height as Ruth. I sometimes jested that we had the same bodies, except that she's half angmoh. But last week, I noticed that Rosa wasn't really towering over me as much. Her eyes seemed only about a centimetre above mine or so. So I got Nishiki or Chitty to measure us standing back-to-back, and I am apparently only about 1-2cm shorter than her nowwwww :) And after PE on friday, I got khanhche to measure me, and he said I'm 165cm! Whooooo I've grown 3cm! I am now at my target height! I'm so happy ahahah.

In other news, I'll be sending my SCAD stuff off by FedEx on monday. I do hope I qualify for a scholarship! My parents are reluctant to let me into SCAD otherwise, acceptance and prestige be damned. Oh, and I've decided to give UK art schools a shot as well, just 'cause mis padres are willing to send me there if I manage to get in :) And also, I want a sexy british accent ahahaha. For realsies, though, I'd rather a private art school in the UK than a state uni in the states. Even if the states are much more to my tastes. I'd call a whole school dedicated to the arts and the teaching of the arts much more qualified/cool than some dinky university offering a random arts program, wouldn't you? And the fact of the matter is that private art schools are REALLY EXPENSIVE (try around 50 grand p.a. for SVA and parsons for the sum of tuition and living expenses) and I am pobre now. Grr stupid US banks. Deseo estuve mas caro :(

My favourite thing out of my portfolio

She doesn't know what he's talking about when he tells her she's doing it wrong. She never knows what he's talking about. You'd get riled up too, wouldn't you? If you had to attempt to explain yourself four or five times? By the third repetition, he was ready to grab her and- and pound her head against the wall. And then he did. And the all-too-familiar look of bewilderment was still plastered across her stupid face, so he did it again. And again. Until her face wasn't a face. Until she wasn't looking at him anymore. Then he wiped his hands carefully on the kitchen towel (because she'd freak if he got any stains on the living room carpet) and left for work.

Etiquetas: thoughts

My extended essay's due tomorrow and I'm a whooooole lot of words short. I'd be glad if I got >E, actually. I wasn't planning on cashing in on my full 3 points :/

Aaaanyway. I got a desk! In my room! And my mum finally let me move the 2nd bed out! :)))

On Saturday, I went to Michelle's CNY open house thing. I saw Geraldine, but we didn't really talk. I got the impression she was staying away, actually :( think she still assumes that I sniff glue and party all night -_- Who knows what else you people think I do in the religious No Man's Land of 'Nam? Just so we're clear: I don't smoke. I only drink on special occasions. My maidenhood remains unspoilt, and I intend to keep it that way until I get married. I would go to church, except the commies are being mean and wanting bribes and significantly prolonging what should have been a month-long hiatus for my church to get legal certification (yes, you need that in 'Nam). I pray before I go to sleep (and I don't fall asleep while doing so, either), and before important stuff, and after important stuff whether I succeed or fail. The worse cussword I've used in a long time is 'shit', and I'm working on completely stopping again. My friends know that they can't force me into anything, and they don't try because they're my friends. I don't plan on getting a tattoo unless I know for sure that that 'no tattoos' leveticus verse in the bible no longer applies. So please, please stop thinking I'm some kind of loose, worldly girl.
Let's get back on topic, shall we? Then Chris, Marcus and I went to funan to find them a modem sans router, and I ended up buying a windows copy of Fallout 3 hahahaha. And a funny thing happened. I found this comic shop, and in their bargain bin, I saw one of the comics I was going to buy at that stupid, overpriced bugis comic book place priced at $19!!!!!! The bugis place was going to charge me at least $25, I'm sure of it. But I didn't buy it anyway, partly 'cause I couldn't remember if I'd bought it already, but mostly 'cause I have enough Golden Age material. What I need now is Bronze Age books, because my Bronze Age section is pretty much devoid of any images. And everyone knows pictures are integral to an art extended essay.
We went to the yangs' abode after that, and I helped them install Fallout 3 onto their computers so that they could play too :) And then I tried it out a bit on Chris' new hugeeee laptop. It's the perfect thing to watch movies on, I swear ahaha. Anyway. What stood out the most in Fallout 3 was the drab colour. Everything's grey, or mud-brown, or black, or rust-coloured. And I mean EVERYTHING. The brightest colour I've seen so far is the yellow and blue of my vault suit. -_- But yeah I'm holding off installing it onto my macbook until I get parallels set up and the majority of my high-priority deadlines are out of the way.

Now that the economy sucks and I'm poor(er), my parents are requesting that I apply to a whole host of cheaper state unis :( DAMNED ART SCHOOLS AND THEIR EXPENSIVE FEES! Ah well, state is better than nothing, I guess. When life gives you lemons, suck on them.