no more france now, but the trip continues since i dunno where i'm gonna end up in a few months.

and i am in hull at my mom's aunt's place with her fambly.

and it's a lazy sunday morning. the brats are watching tv and this awful cartoon called fish hooks came on. a few weeks ago, i said something about how ridiculous this show is cuz it's a bunch of poorly animated fish yelling about ridiculousness. it's not funny and it's really sad. so today when it began, ananya switched the channel saying "i don't wanna watch a show with animated fish" and she channel surfed for a few minutes, looking to see if i was paying attention. then she couldn't find anything else she wanted to watch so she put it right back onto the yelling fish. hahahahahaha.

this is what one of the fish just said "and i learned that crocheting is a fun leisure activity for fish of any gender!" ugh.

and there's also a tv show on the disney channel about an indian girl named indra: it's called how to be indie. and it's plain awful. every terrible stereotype people have about south asian people is in it. along with terribly fake 'indian' accents for her parents while she sounds like she's never spoken anything but disney 'american'. i remember years ago thinking that the disney channel needed more than east asians and black people to make their shows diverse. this is not what i had in mind. i haven't seen them go all crazy stereotype on east asians before. they do for black people with the way they speak, that's so raven was over the top as usual. so maybe this is to be expected. it's just quite sad. quite quite sad. and a teeny bit insulting.

and that's kinda all i have to say.

craving: my acceptance letters already!
currently listening to: a sad girl montage on a disney channel original movie

step up fast, and be the first girl to make me throw this cash!

galoonds. and i can say things like that cuz i know nobody reads this. :)

i am in a very good mood. today was a very good day. and now i will refrain from using the word 'good' in the rest of this post. shocking, i know... can she do it??

i'll work backwards, it's my favorite way to work.

i just got home after a lovely but strange dinner with gladys. we had fun discussing our various travels and alcoholic experiences. she gave me an excellent-sounding sangria recipe, score! we had some yummy red wine, fauberges i think it's called, but google keeps asking me if i meant auberge which of course, i do not. silly google. and the main course was an assortment of things: tomatoes and boiled egg, sliced on top of a bed of a sort of pilaf with radish and apple, surrounded by an achar (to be pronounced a-shar and in a french accent) of cabbage, beans, ginger and lots of turmeric and oil. yet another one of gladys' island things. i'm pretty sure it's meant to resemble pickle, but it's very mild and resembles instead, a curry that we'd eat with rasam or sambar or dosa or idli or what have you. and since the plate was large, it was all i could eat, so no dessert or anything else. except more wine.

and before we ate, i had come over to help gladys clean her house. she has a cleaning lady come once a week but this week she's off at her daughter's wedding. so gladys said she'd pay for my hard work and i jumped at the chance. it was a bit like cleaning peters road upstairs. or downstairs for that matter, they're about the same. i vacuumed and mopped 2 large bedrooms and the kitchen and the bathroom and a large living room. and before that i scrubbed and cleaned the bathroom and shower. and it took me quite a while cuz while gladys has in a cleaning lady once a week, the house sure didn't look like one that's used to the care of a cleaning lady. so i assume that she employs a rather lazy cleaning lady. i made her shower sparkle and she was very pleased.

before that i took my entrance exam to the qualifying program for the masters in translation at york university. it was hard. there was an article in french about what a crappy job stephen harper's doing (did?) in canada. and all the mess he's made and the reputation he's lost with the international community. and i don't know anything about canadian politics. to me, its' always been a bit of an oxymoron. especially after having spent 5 years in the usofa where politics invades one's life and makes one considerably ashamed to be living where one is. so i have never really paid attention to what the (seemingly) sweet canadians are up to. so i had a few long answer questions to answer in french and a summary of the article and an essay in english. i had 4 hours to do this and used every minute. the essay question was annoying (as they usually are): stephen harper's administration has imposed different values on canadians; what are values you think are key to guiding canada in this increasingly globalizing world? or something like that, better worded. and i dunno for the life of me what the values any country should embody, let alone canada. so i made some stuff up and mentioned the first nations people and the french and was it was rather silly, now that i think of it. what does 'value' mean anyway? heh heh.

and before this exam i praticed the keyboard shortcuts to make french accents cuz i thought that the exam would block all other windows somehow and so i wouldn't have access to word to correct my french. and before that i had an incredibly unhealthy brunch of a chocolate croissant and a regular croissant while watching an episode of 'keeping up appearances.' and before that i went out to get the croissants but all the bakeries i usually go to were closed, so i went to one i've never been to before. and i took their last regular croissant and their last chocolate croissant. hooray. and before that i was asleep.

in other news, i love how i can NEVER skip buy you a drank when it comes up on my itunes shuffle. :) as a result my play count on that one song is 14 while others are at 2 or 3. how does this play count thing work anywhoo?

craving: some friends to chat with in person, not online
currently listening to: party rock anthem-lmfao