Hum hum~

Feb. 9th, 2012 12:23 am
blood_winged: (EnglandxJapan - Blue)
I spent some of today feeling horrible, and most of it fast asleep.

The fandom seems kind of quiet at the moment, but I suppose there's a reason for that, and there's no lack of activity on my f-list so I guess it's fine o7o;

To [ profile] chiisana00, [ profile] anisaex, [ profile] medev, [ profile] mamamia12347, [ profile] unsafebet and [ profile] berwaldox, I finally have my writing muse back. Remember those prompts you shot at me forever ago? Yeah I'm gonna be doing those.

I've picked up a prompt from the [ profile] giripan Valentine's list also, which surprisingly enough actually fell in almost exactly with a fic that I already have half done! Weird huh =o


Apr. 5th, 2011 10:17 pm
blood_winged: (America wut)
Hm. So, I've been ill since Monday morning, and I'm alright now, but I still don't have any appetite (despite being hungry). Seriously, I had like one grape and I wasn't hungry anymore.

Anyone got any good recommendations for food to eat after you've been ill?


Apr. 4th, 2011 10:54 pm
blood_winged: (Switzerland)
Augh I've been so sickly today whyyyy...
blood_winged: (America Happy)
Okay, it's been a while, and hell knows if I'll actually get this finished tonight, but here goes nothing.

On Friday we found ourselves in Leigh at two in the morning, waiting for the connecting minibus to take us to Knutsford so we could get on the coach. It took us eight hours to get to Dover because of bad weather and having to go off the motorway, and diversions we had to make to pick people up. The drive to Dover is, if you go straight, about five hours. I wasn't impressed, and I spent a lot of it somewhat bored since my phone battery doesn't handle ebuddy to well and it only lasted about four hours. I think I slept, a bit, and after a bit of a blip at Dover thanks to us being late for our ferry we were on our way to Calais. The sea had this strange mist over it, and I ventured up onto the outside deck (even though it was freezing and took a few photos, which if you haven't seen them will be in the album linked to at the bottom of this entry.

From Calais (France) we drove an hour and a half to Ostend, in Belgium. I can't say I was overwhelmed with the place though there was a very pretty ship in the harbour, which was all lit up as we left.

After we meandered around the town for a few hours we went to our hotel, and I was dealing with a steadily mounting urge to kill the people sat behind me on the coach. I'm sure you know the sort - the people who never shut up and complain about everything, while most of the things they complain about could be solved by them if they'd just stop complaining and deal with it.

Needless to say they were the bane of my existence for the entire weekend but I did my best to ignore them.

I crashed as soon as we got to the hotel. In my clothes. And slept for about twelve hours. On Saturday the day began bright and early and we set out for Valkenburg, Netherlands at 9am. People behind us were still complaining. I wanted to kill them all. They would not shut up about how the tour guide person on the bus wasn't telling them anything, but if they'd just shut up for five minutes they might have been able to hear him.

Anyway, we paid a little extra to be taken to some other markets in a placed called Maastricht. 'T was very pretty, and we had some mulled wine, which was nice. Also my idea, I swear mum and John had never had it before or something. It was so rich though, I couldn't even manage to drink one glass. After a couple of hours there we went to Valkenburg, which has its Christmas markets inside caves. It was very pretty, the only downside being that once you left, you couldn't go back in. It was also really freakin' cold, but I didn't mind that so much. Oddly, I wasn't really cold for the entire trip. I did buy some very cute gloves in Valkenburg - sort of suedeish and a light tan colour, with no fingers and fur around the edges. I also bought a candle shaped like a teapot and one of those glass things with bubbles inside that make a picture. People kept talking to me in Dutch! That's the problem about holidaying in northern Europe - if you're white-British, you don't look foreign enough XP

That night we had a meal in the hotel, which didn't go as well as we would have liked since the kitchen actually forgot about us and we were waiting two hours for our food. I wasn't that bothered, really - I'd had wine, I was just giggling - but mum was livid. It was a good thing the food was so good once we finally got it. I had steak.

Sunday saw us going home, but first we had a final stop to make, and one I'd been looking forward to. Bruges. The Venice of the North. It really was gorgeous, and I want to go again. I love places like that - where everything looks different and you just know you're in another country. Over the markets the bells in the Belfort en Hallen were ringing constantly and the snow had cleared but it still had a very Christmassy feel to it. It took us 20 minutes to walk to the markets from where the coach dropped us off, and when we found the edge of the main town centre there were lines of horse and carriages, with very enthusiastic drivers who would shout ahead in Dutch, French and English that we had to get out of the way because they weren't going to stop! 

Bruges is full of chocolate shops. Some of them have very strange things in them. The last thing I expected to see in what looked like a high-end chocolate shop was a row of chocolate penises. I admit I tittered a bit, though it made me wonder how that sort of thing would go over in England. Probably not very well.

We walked around Bruges for a few hours. I bought a snowglobe with the Belfort en Hallen in it, and a little dragon statuette, because I collect them. I also found a very nice mug with blue windmills painted on it and 'I love Holland' on the handle. The irony of buying it in Belgium did not escape me. I also had the most amazing waffle I have ever tasted - hot, with cream and strawberries on it. I was completely determined to eat the entire thing, even when it started falling apart.

It was so good ;~; I would very much like to go back to Bruges. I love places where I can walk around all day taking photos.

We crossed the channel at night this time, and then it took us a further eight hours to get home, by which time, my god, I was just glad to be home. I'd forgotten just how much stuff I'd bought.

After we got back, on the Tuesday, I was very ill. I did in fact lose ten pounds in ten days, which is the most weight I've lost in the past five or six years. Mother blames my eating habits, which would be fine if I hadn't had the same eating habits for the past three years (which she denies). If I ate like a normal person, I'd start putting on loads of weight, because I never do anything to burn it off.

*turns randomness switch on*



My dog has a weird lump on him. It's about the size of a pea and looks like a cyst. He's going to the vet tomorrow and my god I hope it isn't the 'C' word because if it is I might just be completely useless for all my assignments, which are due in four weeks. God that does seem like a long time doesn't it but it really isn't.

Holiday pics here

/end waffle.


Dec. 8th, 2010 01:59 pm
blood_winged: (England Sick)
Oh god I was so ill yesterday. Spent fourteen hours throwing up. Very unpleasant.

Pics of my trip can be found here. If anyone wants a more detailed account of what I got up to, say so and I'd be happy to write it up ;D
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In the last 36 hours, I have...

Slept for 28 hours
Drank one glass of water and a cup of tea
Eaten three pieces of toast
Lost 5lbs of body weight

I have NO idea what I had.
blood_winged: (England Sick)
I haven't slept properly in about a week. For some reason my brain is seeing fit to wake me up at 8.20 AM, after only having been asleep for six hours, and it's done this twice. Perhaps it wouldn't be bothering me so much, but the night before this first rude awakening, I hadn't slept at all aside from a few hours in the afternoon.

I'm wondering if I'm waking up because I'm cold. Perhaps I'll put another layer on my bed tonight and see if it helps at all. At the moment, though, I feel sick. My stomach is wedged somewhere in my throat and making things very uncomfortable for me. Urgh.

In other news, I realised that the memory card in my phone has died on Tuesday. It may have happened before then, but it was some time between when I last used ebuddy, and Tuesday evening. I'm not sure what happened, exactly, but it's gone kaput. I can't even access it using the USB link-up from my phone. My music files have gone, my photos, and I can't use ebuddy anymore, but I can still message, call and use the internet. Strange, huh?

Today, only about an hour ago in fact, my laptop began to make a clicking sound. I knew what was going to happen, but it didn't stop the rush of panic as my laptop bluescreened and rebooted. Thankfully it started up with no problems, and I'm now running a virus scan and such, and have my laptop on a table to stop it overheating. Hopefully it was having it on the sofa that caused the shutdown, and there's nothing seriously wrong with it. When my technology fails, it always seems to happen in a cascade. Sometimes I wish I were more tech savvy so I could work out when something was seriously wrong, but I was in so much shock that I didn't even manage to make a note of the error code. Blargh.

On to more personal things. The lack of sleep - continual lack of sleep - lately is beginning to have adverse effects on my health. I feel sick all the time, everything I eat gives me stomach ache, and my only current pleasures are an RP site I'm on, a lovely Alfred I'm RPing with over email, and my biffle [ profile] amael_elen , who I love to pieces. I had to leave class an hour early on Tuesday, and yesterday my professor recommended that I not go in at all, so I stayed home, much to the displeasure of my mother who seems to think I'm doing all of this on purpose.

Yes, because I enjoy waking up at a god-forsaken time after not enough sleep and spending all day feeling like my stomach is turning inside-out and my eyes are drying up in my skull. Isn't that everyone's idea of a good time? God.
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I've finally shaken that cough, though now I've developed two very strategically placed mouth ulcers, one on my top lip and one on the lower half of my cheek, both on the left side of my mouth, which are stopping me eating properly. My knee is still sore, too. I can't kneel on it without it hurting, and though the bruising seems to have mostly gone down, I'm wondering if there's any lasting damage... Meh. It's probably just deep bruising. I did land on the ligament after all.

So. It's my birthday tomorrow. I'll be twenty-one years old. I don't want to be.

Perhaps it's a side effect of people (namely my mother) always using my age as a reason why I ought to be doing certain things, but I don't feel 'ready' to be twenty-one. It infers a level of being 'adult' that I don't think I've reached yet. Sometimes it feels like my brain got stuck at sixteen and my body just carried on without it. I don't know if I just didn't grow up or grew up a different way but I'm just not doing the same kinds of things that other people my age do. I'd rather spend my time indoors than go out and get drunk with friends (that I don't have...)...

Meh. I dunno.

My grandparents are going to be here in about 45 minutes, and I can't be bothered. I never have anything to say to them anyway.


Oct. 31st, 2009 12:24 am
blood_winged: (Prussia)
Because there isn't a full enough title to fit everything I'm gonna talk about X3

Well last weekend went well, for the most part. MCM was epic fun, and I got lots and lots of hugs, and I met Craig Charles. Ohyes. I also got his autograph and he told me that my outfit was pretty *3* I was this close to squealing like a fangirl, I swear to god. I bouuuught... three volumes of Togainu no Chi, and Jasper got me a t-shirt ^-^

We also had sushi, which was fresh, and yummier than any sushi I've ever had. I was rather surprised when Jasper told me that it was the first time he'd eaten it. Strange. Anyway, I decided that next year I'm going to put together a Fallout 3 (Vault 101) jumpsuit. I can't remember seeing anyone in one of those this year or last year, so it's something different, and it's cheap, so I'll have more money to spend. I can get mum to help me, too, so possibly (sneakily) get her to field some of the cost. Hehe.

Nah, not really.

Moving on. On Sunday night I developed a slight cough. I didn't think much of it, since I was tired, but the next day I knew I had some kind of nasty illness coming on. I asked mum if she could take Jasper to the train station and when we got back I did not feel very well at all, and it only went downhill from there. I spent Tuesday and Wednesday feeling like I was dying, coughing so much that my diaphragm started to hurt, and on Wednesday night my throat was so sore that I was afraid to swallow. I was beginning to seriously think that I'd damaged something until suddenly, last night, it just stopped hurting. Weird. Didn't get rid of the cough, though.

I tell you what, this cough is a bitch. I can't remember the last time I had a cough for this long and it's driving me up the wall. I think it's interrupting my sleeping, too... I had a hairdo when I woke up this morning that would put Helena Bonham-Carter to shame.

On the upside I'm writing a bit more again, and my lord you wouldn't believe how popular my Fable 2 fanfic site is O-o Apparently it's been averaging 20-25 hits a day and that's with no advertising. I think that's some pretty good going and I really ought to get another chapter up soon.

Of course, that's after I do some usxuk updating and get out and look for a job and get to work on this 2500 essay that's due in ten days on a subject that I know next to nothing about thanks to missing two out of five of the lessons... I shouldn't have picked Green Writing. It's gonna ruin my high-mark streak, I just know it. Doesn't help at all that I really dislike one of the teachers (though it was very satisfying to find out that she had been made a complete fool out of by my friend Martin. Lulz were had).

Oh God, today, I totally fell in love with the singing voice of England from Hetalia (I also have both of his character songs if anyone wants them off me). I don't care if it's the same voice actor as Sasuke, he has a damned sexy voice DX

Done now xD

(Oh yeah, and remember when I fell over? My knee is still bruised. Fail.)



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