La chose la plus importante que j'ai apprise est que les cultures n'ont pas besoin d'être protégées par les bureaucrates et les forces de police, ou placées derrière des barreaux, ou isolées du reste du monde par des barrières douanières pour survivre et rester vigoureuses. Elles doivent vivre à l'aire libre, être exposées aux comparaisons constantes avec d'autres cultures qui les renouvellent et les enrichissent, leur permettant de se développer et de s'adapter au flot constat de la vie. La menace qui pèse sur Flaubert et Debussy ne vient pas des dinosaures de Jurassic Park mais de la bande de petits démagogues et chauvinistes qui parlent de la culture française comme s'il s'agissait d'une momie qui ne peut être retirée de sa chambre parce que l'exposition à l'air frais la ferait se désintégrer.

Mario Vargas Llosa, 2010 Nobel Prize for Literature

Found the most adorable things ever from here /screaming/

 My Little Pony Band of Brothers :DDDDD

omg winters omg nixon omg speirs omg doc roe omg renee (crying) omg webster omg malarkey omg blithe

And My Little Pony The Pacific :DDD

Omg they're so cute and some of them are dead on accurate

OMGGGGGGGGGGGG

/bless my fangirl heart/

 "Share your horror story." "Hwa Chong."

 Hobo spotted outside E2-02. (Hobo with an iPhone 5)

 Housewives-in-training

Still recovering from last night really early this morning.

It was just me in the dark, watching one of my favourite TV shows return, and trying not to scream at the television screen because I'd probably have woken up the rest of the street. Honestly I was just sitting there with my mouth wide open and trying to be legible on Twitter/ Whatsapp and flapping around like a seal.

And somehow, after so many years, David Tennant still manages to portray Ten's sadness (not the hair though ugh I don't like the new hair it's all flat). This Ten evidently knew about Rose (his subtle reaction to Bad Wolf was disturbingly painful), but knew nothing about "timey wimey" (his reaction to "timey wimey" when Eleven said it was painfully hilarious). This meant that this Ten was fresh out of the separation from Rose, but before he met Martha. And also, "I don't want to go". Our second time hearing this, but the first time Ten is saying this, in his proper timeline of events, that is.

FEELS.

On a side note, Tom Baker.

Happy 5th birthday, blog. Happy 50th birthday, Doctor Who.

 This just seems so beautiful for some reason :/

 Tumblr has never been this accurate

 MILO VANNNNN

I think they secretly put fairy dust in their milo. It's the best milo period.

 Bostonnnnnn D:

And that awful climb up Bunker Hill

 MUTTON. At the Ambush in Plaza Singapura. One of the best muttons I've ever had :D

 Ménage à trois

 I really, really, REALLY love war photos, for some reason.

 8D #favouritetimemagazinehandsdown

 MY BABIESSSSSSS

 The main reason I actually miss PW: the company )':

 I love the colours in this one it's like from dark blue fading to dirty-greenish-blue.

 One of the awesome parts of chemistry practicals :D

 FATS

 So fortunate to be in this class (':

 zzzzz

 (:

Loving the clouds

4 items crossed off my holiday to-do list.

I suppose that's a start.

So much more to go.

The last French lesson of the year (and with Mlle Fournier) was also the most epic one I have ever had.

This bizarre story started last night. I was trying to stalk Mlle's Facebook, but, as usual, I couldn't find it. Instead, I found M. Quenot's Facebook, and got really amused because he has all sorts of photos of his travels (even North Korea) and random, weird comments and captions. Then I realised that I really miss him and I got this weird feeling that he was going to be our teacher for next year. But I brushed it off because he'd already taught the H1 cohort this year and he'd probably be going back to secondary level French.

Fast forward to today. Before the lesson, some of us met up earlier to prepare the stuff for Mlle, and we were planning on how to distract her towards the end of the lesson so that we could sort of prep the room. The original idea was to ask her to go to the toilet, as weird and obvious as this sounds. I actually came up with a random idea to ask M. Quenot to drop by the classroom and pull Mlle out to "talk to her for 3-5 minutes" while we could set up the classroom".

I intended it as a joke. Guess what. They really did it. And it worked. More about that later.

So a few minutes before 5, we tried to go in as a group, while trying to block Darius who was holding the cake for Mlle. But when Ting Ting opened the door, she told us to wait outside first (surprise surprise) 0: Darius jokingly said that the lesson was going to be cancelled and we would spend 2h lepaking around instead. And then I got this weird feeling that it was some kind of April Fool's joke (more than 7 months late, nonetheless).

Finally, at 5 on the dot, Mlle let us in, and we successfully managed to hide Darius. When everyone settled, Mlle played the listening we were supposed to do.

At first, everyone was startled. Because the listening was a mess, and it was as if Mlle Fournier and Mlle Cassagne had recorded themselves wrongly. Then they started "arguing" (it wasn't so severe, but they were throwing remarks back and forth about whose fault it was) and then I got this weird feeling that something was absolutely wrong. That this was a prank. Then Mlle Cassagne went out of the classroom, saying she needed to check something, and my weird feeling intensified.

My thoughts at the time were like:

Okay they're really just acting this out and Mlle Cassagne is going to come back with some surprise farewell gift thing.

In the meantime, Mlle continued to play the listening and there was just one question after the garbled up mess.

Do you want to watch A) xxxxx, or B) xxxxx?

All of us were confused, because we thought that the garbled up mess was supposed to be the passage that we had somehow missed. So when Mlle asked us for our answers, nearly everyone raised their hands for B, because well, everyone else raised their hands for B.

Then Mlle Cassagne came back in with two DVDs in her hand, which were, the movies that were mentioned in the so-called listening. Mlle and Mlle Cassagne were having such a good laugh over the prank they had played on us, but I was like 0000: because I was actually right.

Weird feeling for April Fool's joke? Check. Weird feeling for surprise being hidden as a listening comprehension? Check.

When the show ended, it was time for our prank. Kay Yang texted M. Quenot, and soon after, we heard this knock on the door, and those of us who knew about the prank (a good majority of us), were trying hard not to smile.

Just some time before that, Mlle had announced that our teacher for next year would be... (drumroll please)

None other than M. Jean-Christophe Quenot himself.

Weird feeling about M. Quenot being our teacher for next year? Check.

By this point of time I was really freaking out.

Anyway, M. Quenot popped his head in and Mlle was like "ahah! We were just talking about you!" Then M. Quenot mercifully managed to pull her out after some time, saying that there was someone calling for her, I suppose.

When she was out, all of us sprang to our feet and started refurbishing the class (more like just pinning up one long string of deco and preparing the cake, really), and Mlle Cassagne had this confused look on her face for a few seconds, before she finally realised that we also had our own prank up our sleeves.

Then Mlle came in, and she was genuinely surprised. It turned out that M. Quenot had told her that someone with a fake number had called her.

So had the cake and everything, took a million pictures, said a million thanks. M. Quenot even stayed to have some cake, take some pictures, and joke around with Mlle (omg they are damn cute together too bad they aren't a couple), in that MOELC shirt of his with cartoons that he had drawn.

It was a really bizarre "lesson". Firstly with all my hunches. Secondly how we had pulled pranks on one another, and also that the movie we watched happened to be about pranks. Thirdly with us inviting M. Quenot as part of our prank, only to learn that he would also be our teacher for next year.

It was just really strange.

Sometimes I just feel like throwing everything behind me and running away, you know?

I used to think The Pacific was heart-wrenching enough, but back then I hadn't seen Band of Brothers. Currently in an urgent need for a HBO War Series-Steven Spielberg-Tom Hanks-Hans Zimmer mini series on World War I.

iPhone name - gipsy danger
iPad name - striker eureka
MacBook name - coyote tango

If anyone needs me, I'm busy cancelling the apocalypse. Please call back later.

OMG IT'S COMING IT'S COMING IT'S COMING

GAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

Obsessively wiping striker eureka every time I use it because seriously one does not simply stand fingerprints on a screen.

(I should totally name my laptop "coyote tango")

According to Jinni, my tastes in shows are:

Master Villain Superhero
Exciting or stylised stories about superheroes, master villains, or good versus evil. Visually, titles special effects. Find a perfect pick for boys' night. Many are fast paced.

Special Effects Stylised Vampire
Stylised or exciting stories about vampires, saving the world, or impossible love. Visually, titles special effects. Find a perfect pick for teens.

Animation Feel Good Imaginary Kingdom
Feel good or humorous stories about imaginary kingdoms, following your dreams, or saving the day. Find a perfect pick for family outing.

Disturbingly Bleak
Bleak, disturbing, or captivating stories about violence sprees or soldiers.


Well gee thanks I sound like someone with a personality disorder.

I need it to be last Saturday night again, so that I can relive this entire week again and again and again and again.

Even if it means going through OP ten million times, I'll take it without hesitation.

I really love Tumblr

 

I don't know what I want to be and I am so damn scared.

OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG

TWO OF MY MOST FAVOURITE SONGS GAHHHHHHHHHHH

The anniversary of Doctor Who is also the anniversary of my blog.