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arishaSo the song "Poor Unfortunate Souls" was the basis of an article I read for the part of my paper that was about The Little Mermaid (because it is in that song that Ursula shows off her drag queen persona and Ariel learns that gender is a performance, EH? EH??) and as a result it has been stuck in and out of my head for a week now. But I gotta say, Ursula doesn't lip synch it half as well as this guy, ahahahaha.
Anyway! This post is filled with EXCITING THINGS!! Which I have told to everyone already, is how exciting they are. Never mind that!! I'm sure you're all dying to hear about them again anyway!!
ONE!
I fiiiiiiiiinally got my JLPT results! What a ridiculously ridiculous wait that was. But I passed! v(^_^)v
Writing/Vocab: 75/100 (six times better than I thought I did)
Listening: 57/100 (... ouch)
Reading/Grammar: 188/200 (worse than I thought I did but I think I got kind of cocky with it, haha)
TOTAL: 320/400 = 80%
YAY PASS PASS PASS
But please don't ask me if I'll be taking Level 2 any time soon ... ^^;;
(Oh, and they also confused my name very terribly on the envelope, but on the certificate it's all right.)
TWO!
Tomorrow I am going to karaoke for the first time in my whole entire life.
AND I AM SO EXCITED YOU CAN'T EVEN BELIEVE IT
HOLY COW HOLY COW
My excitement was only dampened slightly by the realization that my knowledge of popular English songs is, uh, lacking. And so I am going through my folder of English-language MP3s, and realizing that they are all rather risqué. Well, the ones that have any chance of being at the karaoke place, anyway. Hahaha, oh man, I somehow doubt "I Don't Want to Live on the Moon" will be there, despite it being only THE BEST SONG EVER WRITTEN EVER holy man. Perhaps I will end up singing "La Tortura" and showing off my hideous Spanish OH MAN AWSM.
(Probably it is crazy obvious I have never been karaoke-ing before.)
(I say "hideous Spanish" not just for pronunciation but because yesterday someone asked me "¿De dónde eres?" and I replied "Estoy de Victoria" and didn't realize till today OH MAN WHY DON'T I JUST QUIT ALREADY)
(In the past week three separate groups of people have guessed that I don't drink. I THINK THIS IS HEE-LAR-EE-OUS. I am such a goody-goody and I love it.)
(I don't really think I am a goody-goody. Last week when my dad was overwhelmed at work I offered to cut my work shift to help him at his and I told him, "I'll just tell them I'm sick. I don't think I have the same aversion to lying that you seem to." MAN YOU CAN'T BELIEVE ANYTHING I SAY)
(I am being very good about work this semester though! I haven't missed a shift yet. Compared to last semester, when I think I missed approximately six billion. Today I asked one of my co-workers if I could switch shifts with him so I could be off an hour earlier so as to be on time for karaoke-ing and he said yes which is fantastic because if he said no I would have had to punch him out.)
(Again.)
(Oh man, so my supervisor answered the phone, right, and I asked, "Can I talk to [co-worker]?" and then I heard her pull the phone away from her mouth and call, "[Co-worker]~~~~, Sarah wants to talk to you~~~~~~~." And I was like, WHAT IS THIS MADNESS--!!!)
(Aw man, I shouldn't have typed that. Now I miss betaraider all over again.)
Uhm, what else, what else ...
THREE!
My brother went out last night and bought himself a TV. HE ALREADY HAD A TV. Nevertheless, it has put him in a good mood, and he let me watch him play Zelda, and then I helped him with a part that was really obvious but not obvious to him 'cause he's dumb.
Also, he works at the movie theatre, right, and it's all fancypants and they have this powder that you put on popcorn, and he's brought home salt and vinegar flavoured popcorn a couple times, and basically it tastes like styrofoam (I should know, I used to eat it) but in a good way. So then my mom goes to Wal-Mart and because I like ketchup chips she buys me a container of "ketchup"-flavoured popcorn powder.
I DO NOT RECOMMEND IT
FOUR!
This is my favourite story from this week. I guess excluding the DDR dance party we had going at my grandparents' birthday party, because that was pretty awesome too.
But okay. In my last CDJapan order, one of the advertising sheet things was a postcard featuring the Tokyo Ska Paradise Orchestra. I showed it to my brother and he said that his girlfriend sort of likes them. So I gave it to him to give to her, seeing as how I've sort of been hogging a PS2 game that's actually hers. (See? It all makes sense in my mind.)
Anyway, he didn't give it to her, he displayed it prominently on his desk. When his girlfriend was over the other day, I caught sight of it and said ...
Sarah: You know, I gave that to him to give to you, but he's a jerk, so he didn't.
Brother's Girlfriend: !!!!!
Brother: Yeah, well, uh, my sister always calls you fat and ugly!!
*pause*
Brother's Girlfriend: You're such a liar!!!!!!
Okay, I guess I didn't explain the actual joke, which is that I do call her fat and ugly, which sounds mean unless you know my brother I guess -- well -- well, okay, and I only called her those things because I knew my brother would never ever tell her I said them, despite his vague threats indicating he would. AND SEE THIS IS THE JOKE. Much like that time in middle school when one of my classmates started writing on my pencil case and I was all annoyed and yelled out the name of another classmate, seeing as she was the one who always tortured me like that.
MAN FOR A "WRITER" I SURE AM BAD AT TELLING STORIES
... the end.
Anyway! This post is filled with EXCITING THINGS!! Which I have told to everyone already, is how exciting they are. Never mind that!! I'm sure you're all dying to hear about them again anyway!!
ONE!
I fiiiiiiiiinally got my JLPT results! What a ridiculously ridiculous wait that was. But I passed! v(^_^)v
Writing/Vocab: 75/100 (six times better than I thought I did)
Listening: 57/100 (... ouch)
Reading/Grammar: 188/200 (worse than I thought I did but I think I got kind of cocky with it, haha)
TOTAL: 320/400 = 80%
YAY PASS PASS PASS
But please don't ask me if I'll be taking Level 2 any time soon ... ^^;;
(Oh, and they also confused my name very terribly on the envelope, but on the certificate it's all right.)
TWO!
Tomorrow I am going to karaoke for the first time in my whole entire life.
AND I AM SO EXCITED YOU CAN'T EVEN BELIEVE IT
HOLY COW HOLY COW
My excitement was only dampened slightly by the realization that my knowledge of popular English songs is, uh, lacking. And so I am going through my folder of English-language MP3s, and realizing that they are all rather risqué. Well, the ones that have any chance of being at the karaoke place, anyway. Hahaha, oh man, I somehow doubt "I Don't Want to Live on the Moon" will be there, despite it being only THE BEST SONG EVER WRITTEN EVER holy man. Perhaps I will end up singing "La Tortura" and showing off my hideous Spanish OH MAN AWSM.
(Probably it is crazy obvious I have never been karaoke-ing before.)
(I say "hideous Spanish" not just for pronunciation but because yesterday someone asked me "¿De dónde eres?" and I replied "Estoy de Victoria" and didn't realize till today OH MAN WHY DON'T I JUST QUIT ALREADY)
(In the past week three separate groups of people have guessed that I don't drink. I THINK THIS IS HEE-LAR-EE-OUS. I am such a goody-goody and I love it.)
(I don't really think I am a goody-goody. Last week when my dad was overwhelmed at work I offered to cut my work shift to help him at his and I told him, "I'll just tell them I'm sick. I don't think I have the same aversion to lying that you seem to." MAN YOU CAN'T BELIEVE ANYTHING I SAY)
(I am being very good about work this semester though! I haven't missed a shift yet. Compared to last semester, when I think I missed approximately six billion. Today I asked one of my co-workers if I could switch shifts with him so I could be off an hour earlier so as to be on time for karaoke-ing and he said yes which is fantastic because if he said no I would have had to punch him out.)
(Again.)
(Oh man, so my supervisor answered the phone, right, and I asked, "Can I talk to [co-worker]?" and then I heard her pull the phone away from her mouth and call, "[Co-worker]~~~~, Sarah wants to talk to you~~~~~~~." And I was like, WHAT IS THIS MADNESS--!!!)
(Aw man, I shouldn't have typed that. Now I miss betaraider all over again.)
Uhm, what else, what else ...
THREE!
My brother went out last night and bought himself a TV. HE ALREADY HAD A TV. Nevertheless, it has put him in a good mood, and he let me watch him play Zelda, and then I helped him with a part that was really obvious but not obvious to him 'cause he's dumb.
Also, he works at the movie theatre, right, and it's all fancypants and they have this powder that you put on popcorn, and he's brought home salt and vinegar flavoured popcorn a couple times, and basically it tastes like styrofoam (I should know, I used to eat it) but in a good way. So then my mom goes to Wal-Mart and because I like ketchup chips she buys me a container of "ketchup"-flavoured popcorn powder.
I DO NOT RECOMMEND IT
FOUR!
This is my favourite story from this week. I guess excluding the DDR dance party we had going at my grandparents' birthday party, because that was pretty awesome too.
But okay. In my last CDJapan order, one of the advertising sheet things was a postcard featuring the Tokyo Ska Paradise Orchestra. I showed it to my brother and he said that his girlfriend sort of likes them. So I gave it to him to give to her, seeing as how I've sort of been hogging a PS2 game that's actually hers. (See? It all makes sense in my mind.)
Anyway, he didn't give it to her, he displayed it prominently on his desk. When his girlfriend was over the other day, I caught sight of it and said ...
Sarah: You know, I gave that to him to give to you, but he's a jerk, so he didn't.
Brother's Girlfriend: !!!!!
Brother: Yeah, well, uh, my sister always calls you fat and ugly!!
*pause*
Brother's Girlfriend: You're such a liar!!!!!!
Okay, I guess I didn't explain the actual joke, which is that I do call her fat and ugly, which sounds mean unless you know my brother I guess -- well -- well, okay, and I only called her those things because I knew my brother would never ever tell her I said them, despite his vague threats indicating he would. AND SEE THIS IS THE JOKE. Much like that time in middle school when one of my classmates started writing on my pencil case and I was all annoyed and yelled out the name of another classmate, seeing as she was the one who always tortured me like that.
MAN FOR A "WRITER" I SURE AM BAD AT TELLING STORIES
... the end.
