sivaroobini: (Hobbit-approved!)

I hadn't actually been to the beach since arriving in Perth at the beginning of 2012, even though it's famed for its beaches. Dad, Mum and I did stop at one and we took photos and went to the ice-cream shops on the boardwalk, but we never actually went down to the sandy beach proper, so that doesn't count. So my housemates/good friends, Mark and Hilary, and I had decided that at some point this week we'd all go to the beach and have dinner and watch the sunset or something

On Saturday, we went to the seaside/hippie area of Fremantle (more friends were supposed to join us for lunch as a sort of farewell do for Hilary, who is going to London for two years in a few days, but they all said at the last minute - ie when we were already at Freo - that they couldn't make it, and they all came to our house in the evening instead, so it was just the three of us in the afternoon) and had some excellent food, and we were lying on the grass and basking in the warm sun and napping and then we remembered that the beach was only a short walk away, and decided to visit it briefly before going Geocaching.
 
It was beautiful. I regretted not visiting it earlier, and I also regretted not wearing beach-appropriate clothing instead of jeans and socks and shoes. XD I would have liked to dig my toes into the sand, it was very soft and fine and clean. The wind was also very strong, completely ruining my formerly tame hair, but it was so worth it.

Soon we began to walk towards the closest Geocaching site in search of the hidden 'treasure' there, but I was hesitant to leave the beach so soon and was lagging behind, staring at the sea. Hilary must have turned around to see why I was lagging and she went, "WAIT, STOP, KEEP LOOKING THERE, GIVE ME YOUR PHONE." And she took this lovely picture, which I'm absurdly fond of.



When I was standing there, the first two lines of the song Legolas sings in The Return of the King, upon first beholding the sea (or did he just hear seagulls?) came to mind.

To the Sea, to the Sea! The white gulls are crying,
The wind is blowing, and the white foam is flying.
West, west away, the round sun is falling.
Grey ship, grey ship, do you hear them calling,
The voices of my people that have gone before me?
I will leave, I will leave the woods that bore me;
For our days are ending and our years failing.
I will pass the wide waters lonely sailing.
Long are the waves on the Last Shore falling,
Sweet are the voices in the Lost Isle calling,
In Eressëa, in Elvenhome that no man can discover,
Where the leaves fall not: land of my people for ever
!


I was trying to find the rest of the song since I could only really remember the first two lines, and came across this absolutely lovely version. She's also done a lot of the other songs that Tolkien wrote; my favourite is the song of Durin.


sivaroobini: (that damn enormous fiery eye again)



Constable Dorfl, Sergeant Cheery Littlebottom (with Wee Mad Arthur on her shoulder, mostly hidden by her beard), Commander Sam Vimes (with Errol the swamp dragon), Captain Carrot Ironfoundersson, Lance-Constable Sally von Humpeding, Captain Delphine Angua von Überwald and Constable Reginald Shoe.



T'dr'duzk b'hazg t't!

sivaroobini: (Cassandra's Prophecy)

I am just so proud of my 12th-century bliaut. :D

I organised the College of St Basil's yearly Newcomers' Feast last night (to welcome all the new students who've joined us) and it was a few days of nonstop frantic cooking and sewing to get the food and the dress ready in time. XD I did not sleep at all on Friday night, I was making mushroom pasties the whole night with two others and finally finished those and got to nap a little around 7.30am while someone else took over keeping an eye on the stew and starting the beef roast and then in a couple of hours I got up again to help with chicken pottage and cloven fruit and just. x_x

Hemming it by hand felt like it had a never-ending circumference, and it's wool so it was almost too warm (it'll be great for Pencampwr though, which is our major camping event in the middle of nowhere in winter and REALLY cold so even though I do have a thick cloak, I tend to wear layers of modern thermal wear under my medieval clothes XD). I got a lot of compliments on it at last night's feast - even though James stepped on my train while escorting me in front of the Baron and Baroness for Court and we both stumbled - and it swirls out beautifully while dancing. :D



It was SUCH a pain in the kitchen though, I had to knot the sleeves and tuck the train into my belt and pin it there and I still definitely have to wash it. Note to self: do not wear this to an event when you're the one running it.

Unfortunately the gold trim ceinture [the long belt], unlike the thick fake leather one I wear with most other garb, can't really handle my current pouch (which I can hide my phone and wallet and tissue and necessities in :D) and it would look odd anyway unless I make a new light 12th century style pouch, and my dagger is way too heavy for this belt, so in general this is probably going to be strictly indoor feast wear so I can hide a bag with all my stuff under the table. XD I usually wear tunics and pants for fighting and archery and general field stuff, but I might make a Viking dress next since they're pretty and sensible field wear. And my cloak already has a Viking clasp so it should all look good together. :D

I should probably finish the half-done sideless surcote and Byzantine-style robe in my wardrobe too. <_<

sivaroobini: (tea and books)
Well, it was weird for me. Random rambling about having come a long way since secondary school.


 

Mostly, I sort of wish I could reach out to my younger self and say, "Hey, it gets better. You'll have a few awesome friends and your dream of studying in London won't come true yet but Perth is going to be so much more awesome then you think, you'll make lots of friends and learn to swordfight and study everything you love and you're going to be confident and happy, if a little stressed from schoolwork. Don't let this get you too depressed. I promise it's going to get better."

But then I guess those experiences shaped me, and I've grown to like who I am, so as tough as they were I wouldn't trade them. And if anybody reading this is having a tough time: it gets better. And you are awesome. ♥

Oct 15th

Oct. 15th, 2012 02:15 pm
sivaroobini: (Death)


It's been five years since the day Rusty died, and I still miss him so much. No other dog can compare. I miss coming home to his boundless enthusiasm at seeing me and demands for belly rubs. I miss waking up early in the holidays to bring him for pre-dawn walks and watching him chase birds and cats. I miss the utterly pathetic expression he'd fix me with when begging for food, even if he'd just eaten. I miss having to pay the 'toll' of a dog biscuit every time I left or came home. I miss being able to snuggle with him and scratch behind his ears and brush his lovely golden fur.

Wherever he is now, I hope there are no more thunderstorms.


sivaroobini: (Hobbit-approved!)

It's September 22nd! Aka Bilbo and Frodo Baggins' birthday, aka Hobbit Day. 8D

In past years I usually had a movie marathon at home with my sister; last year involved a disastrous attempt at lembas bread, or that might have been for the Gondorian New Year, I'm not sure. This year, though, I attended UniSFA's (the University Science Fiction Association) Hobbits' Picnic and it was amazing!

Photos and details! )

Happy Hobbit Day, everyone! *toasts you* *settles back with pipeweed*

sivaroobini: (Marauders)

Much belated photospam!

On July 16th my sister, my best friend Lakshmi and I went to Harry Potter: The Exhibition!



My sister, Lakshmi, and myself.


Photos and a description of the exhibition! )

*taps wand* Mischief Managed.

Home

Jun. 21st, 2012 12:30 am
sivaroobini: (Marauders)

It's 12.30AM on the 21st of June and I should be going to bed soon (technically I AM sitting in bed...), since I have a flight at 3.55pm to return to Singapore.

It's weird. I've been in Australia for only five months, and only four on my own (my parents stayed here until the end of February) but it feels like so much longer. There've been clubs (especially the medieval club, the queer department and the sci fi/fantasy club) and making friends and lectures and tutorials and projects and assignments and learning to live on my own and university life in general and it's just been so full. It feels like months and months.

I've loved it, though. I love my university, and learning things and the lessons and the library and clubrooms and I really love SCA, the medieval club. I've fought in my first rapier tournament (and was told that I was bloody fast; I lost miserably of course, as it was my first tournament and I've only been fighting for a few months, but held my own for a while against experienced fighters and they think I have skill, I just need more practice) and been to camps and slept in tents (I've been on tons of Astronomy camps but on those occasions the tents are there to hold our stuff and nobody actually SLEEPS much because we'd all rather stargaze and occasionally doze in folding chairs next to telescopes) and am training in sword-and-shield combat and danced and shot arrows at people and gotten an award and tried alcohol (I dislike wine, I love cider and mead) and stuff. Basically SCA = awesome. I'm apparently making friends with people in the local and university gay community, too. I Skype my family at least once a week. I did fairly well on most tests and assignments and the midterms, though I am really nervous about the end-of-semester exams we just had.

On Monday, after my last exam, I went out to dinner (delicious Vietnamese) with this lesbian couple I'm good friends with, Suzie and Sam, and their friend Emilie, and then we went to Sam's place and watched queer movies (my mind has been blown, I had no idea the genre existed), and Sam lives in an area that might not be fully safe at that time of night (10pm) and plus the buses don't run late, so they felt it was safer for me and Emilie to stay the night and I crashed on her couch. That's actually the first time I've slept at a friend's house when it wasn't a huge preplanned birthday sleepover. XD And this would never have happened in Singapore, mostly because I wouldn't have been allowed to stay out so late anyway (my sister is 26 and when she's out late my parents still call her and I text her) and also because a) the public transport system in Singapore, I have to say, is MUCH better; the one here is near useless late at night and on Sundays and b) Singapore is much safer; several times last year I only got home from work at midnight and I walked the dark streets with perfect confidence. Admittedly I didn't live in a 'dangerous' or red light district though, in either Singapore or Australia; Northbridge, where Sam lives, is generally safe enough in the day but we're told to avoid it at night.

I have a Facebook folder full of photos of my new place and new dishes I try and random things that I will copy here one of these days; carrying bags full of groceries back home via bus and pavements sucks, and I don't think anybody likes laundry and cleaning and washing up (also it's RAINING EVERY DAY since it's winter and my laundry hasn't dried in a week or more), but otherwise I love living on my own and buying groceries and experimenting cooking and just generally being mostly independent. I will however feel better when I have a job; hopefully next semester I will find one.

And over the past couple of days I have just not felt like packing, even though normally I enjoy it, and had to force myself. I'll be home for a month, which includes my 20th birthday and my sister's engagement ceremony (she's planning that and her wedding and everything around my holidays). And even though I really miss my friends and family and am definitely looking forward to seeing them again, I'm weirdly reluctant to leave. I'm going to miss my friends here, and I'm sad that I won't be able to attend the holiday SCA training sessions that will be held at people's houses instead of the field at uni. I'm also going to miss the relative freedom and independence I have here, though my family seems to be accepting that I'm not a baby and hopefully will not smother me when I return. (I love them a lot, especially my dad and sister, but sometimes I need space and they tend to not get that.) I just... it's hard to explain. I do miss them and want to see them again, but I'm not quite as enthusiastic as expected. Or maybe I'm just tired; I haven't been sleeping well and just had exams, which stressed me out a lot, and then socialising and basically I haven't had much time to unwind before having to pack and prepare to go home.

A couple of weeks ago I texted my sister something about being relieved to come home after a long day, by which I meant my [rented] house in Australia, and her reply sounded rather annoyed and she said she'd thought Singapore was my home, and I don't think she was too mollified by my explanation that I did feel like I had two homes now. (In the most general sense of the term 'home'; when back in Singapore I consider my paternal uncle's and grandma's house a second home in addition to the house I live in with my immediate family, but right now I'm thinking of all of it smushed up into one big concept of home.)

... I'm not sure what my point is, except that I loved my first semester at uni and away from home and family, and I'm looking forward to going back but wasn't as homesick as everyone thought I would be. Then again, everyone at home appeared to be coming up with worst-case scenarios because apparently nobody had faith in my ability to live on my own after nineteen years of being coddled. And now it's WAY past 1AM and I really should sleep, I'll have lots of cleaning and putting things in order and last-minute packing of toiletries to do tomorrow before leaving for the airport. Also this is the first time I will be on a flight without my parents around and I am notoriously absent-minded and have a terrible sense of direction, so here's to hoping I don't board the wrong plane and end up in Timbuktu!



^ I did make and print out this collage and stick it on my bedroom wall. Clockwise from top left corner, photos separated by commas: Myst/[personal profile] glacialphoenix + Alvie + Gena + myself (in red), Rusty the late Golden Retriever, me + my brother + my sister about nine years ago, my paternal uncle and his the family cat + Mum + sister + me + Dad + paternal grandmother, and myself + Lakshmi.


ALSO, my housemate (the one I'm very good friends with, anyway; I live with three people) gave me an early birthday gift: Anton LaVey's The Satanic Bible! :D I've wanted a copy for ages. It's now in my carry-on luggage alongside The Egyptian Book of the Dead, A Dictionary of Angels (including the fallen ones) and The Call of Cthulhu and Other Weird Stories. I'm not leaving a country for any prolonged period of time without those first two books.

sivaroobini: (THE GREAT CELESTIAL CHEERLEADER)

So, I joined the local chapter of the SCA, basically like a medieval club. I've been having swordfighting lessons, which are freaking AWESOME, and am working on medieval garb of my own; sadly I could not get it ready in time for the Newcomers' Feast last night and had to wear loaner garb. But you get picspam anyway. (I swear I'll upload photos of my beautiful university soon! XD)




Photos and descriptions of the feasting and merrymaking! )
 
 


All in all, my first feast was AMAZING and I am so looking forward to more SCA events!

sivaroobini: (Aziraphale Crowley snow)



Happy Christmas/Yule/Saturnalia/Midwinter/Hogswatch/non-denominational commercialised obligatory-gift-giving holiday of your choice! :D Note the holly attached to that scythe.



^ A card I made for a friend. XD That cute bundled-up guy in the corner is the PB for my roleplay character, the Archangel Gabriel.



^ Gifts and cards I made/bought for my friends. ♥ Hope the mail is kind to them and that they all arrive safely, if not on time. >_> (I mailed them at the beginning of this week, but international mail...) For some reason I really enjoy wrapping gifts, too.

Also, in 2008 I wrote a crack fic that mixed two carols together called Angels We Have Heard Get High. The lovely [livejournal.com profile] sttq has actually recorded it for me! 8D Link here, if this embedding doesn't work.



You'll have to turn your volume up to hear as it's really quite soft, but it features a bunch of angels, completely random pairings, and Crowley and Aziraphale! 8D

Have a great Christmas, everyone. ♥
sivaroobini: (corridor monster)

It is Hallowe'en! Aka Samhain, All Hallows Eve, Día de los Muertos/Day of the Dead and so on. It's even one of the Ancient Egyptian feast days of Bast, Sekhmet and Ra.

Sigh, I wish Halloween was a bigger event here. I'd LOVE to don a costume and scary makeup and have fun with friends, but when I asked Mum if I could just have a Halloween party at home, with costumes and friends and scary movies, she was like, "And invite trouble?" She seems to think it'll attract evil spirits or something. Augh. ><

So as usual, I simply lit a candle (scented, this year!) and put it in the skeletal-hand candleholder I think of as my Hand of Glory.



Also, on Saturday I was going to a friend's house and stopped to run an errand first (had to buy my tickets for a horror writing workshop), and met a zombie at the mall! :D He kindly agreed to pose for a picture instead of eating my brains.



... yes, I look far too happy to be standing next to a zombie.

I will end with icon-quotes from one of my favourite chapters of The Shoebox Project, involving a very... interactive Halloween.



 


sivaroobini: (Marauders)
... and I still miss Rusty, my beautiful Golden Retriever, so much. He died on October 15th 2007.



I still feel guilty, too. He was terrified of storms and would panic and run around, or huddle in a corner, but while he loved baths he didn't like getting wet in the rain, so we usually leashed him to a corner on the staircase landing outside so he'd be out of the way of the spray (he was an outdoor dog, as my mother is allergic; she loved him, but having him in the house for too long with the windows closed would result in allergic reactions, so he bounded around outside). Usually I would go and sit with him at those times since the thunder would have him trembling and pressing close.

That day, however, my cousins had stayed over the previous night and now we were watching The Lion King in the hall. It was raining, but Rusty had already been tied up and I did check on the sky every now and then; it wasn't a heavy thunderstorm and I could hear no loud rolls of thunder that would leave him shivering, so I stayed with my cousins. And then I was engrossed in the movie.

And then later, I found out that while we'd been indoors, in the middle of the movie, my mother had gone out to water her plants and discovered the body. Although we hadn't heard thunder, it must have scared him so much that he had tried to leap over the staircase railing; however, on the other side there would have been no footing as the stairs descended, and his leash and collar held him back. You can guess what happened next. If I'd only gone to check on him, perhaps it might not have happened.

He was a beautiful dog and very intelligent; this one time my brother brought him for a run around the foot of a sprawling hill nearby, which is more exertion than either of them are used to, so they were both panting heavily when they returned (I'd been on the way home from school when I met them coming home). I poured water into Rusty's water bowl and the panting dog lowered his head to drink, then paused, looked up at my sweaty panting brother, looked at the bowl, and back to my brother as if to ask him if he wanted water first. My brother laughed and told him, "No, I have water. You drink first," and only then did Rusty start lapping the water thirstily.

By now, of course, I've stopped expecting his face pressed against the wire at the bottom of the gate as I return home (as I opened the gate he'd leap to his feet and give one deep bark, bounding around happily before pressing close to my legs, then lie down and demand a belly rub), but whenever I see other Golden Retrievers or even Labradors, it's mostly joy because they are beautiful dogs and they remind me so much of Rusty, but it's slightly bittersweet because, well, they remind me of Rusty. If I'm walking and I see someone with a Golden Retriever ahead of me I run to catch up and ask if I can pet the dog; they usually agree, probably wondering who this crazy girl is, and the dog just revels in the attention and I laugh.

I hope there's no more thunder where you are, Rusty. <3

STGCC!

Sep. 15th, 2011 01:51 pm
sivaroobini: (Dream)

Very late, I know. On the 20th of August, I attended the Singapore Toy, Game and Comic Convention and had an amazing time. 8D I went with my dad. (I was supposed to go with my sister and we were planning to go as Michael and Gabriel, but she works with kids with special needs in school and is taking a course on dealing with autistic kids; one session was sheduled for that Saturday. ;_; We were very disappointed, but I asked my dad to go with me instead and he enjoyed it too.) I tried to get Dad to wear his Starfleet uniform (he has Captain Picard's uniform, it was a birthday gift from my sister) but he was a bit too shy; after seeing everyone else at the con though, he said he'd wear it next year. XD

I went as Death from the Sandman comics. :D I already had a pretty black blouse with puffy sleeves and a long black skirt, and my hair can pass for Death's on a normal day, I just had to forgo the serum I use to tame it and then fluff it up a little. The blouse sleeves were short and I didn't want to have to paint my entire arms white, so I sewed myself arm-warmers. :D I had to borrow my sister's eyeliner though, and I NEVER wear eyeliner and had no idea how to apply it, so I looked odd. >_>



I did whiten my hands, but it just kept rubbing off through the day and I gave up pretty fast.

I was very amused to find another Death, who was accompanied by Dream (and had much better eyeliner). Hot damn, I want Dream's coat.




More photos! )


All in all, I had an absolutely awesome time at my first con. <3

sivaroobini: (Gryffindor)

Dad put up a wall shelf for me today. I wasted no time in making full use of it.



- The Sorceror's Companion: A Guide to the Magical Worlds of Harry Potter by Allan Zola Kronzek and Barbara Kronzek
- Harry Potter and History by Nancy R Reagin
- Mugglenet.com's What Will Happen In Harry Potter 7
- The End of Harry Potter? by David Langford
- J.K. Rowling: The Wizard Behind Harry Potter by Marc Shapiro
- Harry, A History by Melissa Anelli
- The Magical Worlds of Harry Potter: Spellbinding Map and Book of Secrets by David Colbert
- The Magical Worlds of Harry Potter by David Colbert
- Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows by JK Rowling
- Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince by JK Rowling
- Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix by JK Rowling
- Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire by JK Rowling
- Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban by JK Rowling
- Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets by JK Rowling
- Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone by JK Rowling
- Fantastic Beasts And Where To Find Them by Newt Scamander (and JK Rowling)
- Quidditch Through The Ages by Kennilworthy Whisp (and JK Rowling)
- The Tales of Beedle the Bard by JK Rowling

Then there's my plush snowy owl, a wooden Hermione toy I made in Lower Secondary, my wand, and the red box containing my Hogwarts pin. You can also see the cute little red-clad voodoo Harry Potter doll from my sister, dangling from under the shelf. ♥ The tall red bookend is in the shape of a tree.


:D

July 31st

Aug. 1st, 2011 02:44 am
sivaroobini: (Marauders)

Okay, so by the time I'm done it will be August 1st given the time now, but I started this on July 31st! :D Again, happy birthday to Harry and Jo Rowling, and happy belated birthday to Neville!



^ Yeeeaah, that's me and that came out in the local paper on 13th July, the day before the movie was released. They ran a long, lovely feature on Harry Potter, the franchise, the fandom, its impact and the end of a decade-long journey, and also interviewed some local fans on the end of the franchise.

To me, July 31st this year is special because, like in July 2007, it feels like the end of an era all over again. I've already seen Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part II twice, and I will admit, I cried both times. The first time I saw it was on its release date/my birthday, July 14th, with my sister and her best friend, and I was sobbing so much into my cloak. I think it was beautifully done, it did justice to the book, and the music and acting and everything... ;_; It was heartbreaking. The second time I saw it, I brought Mum, and I cried again.

"Does it hurt?"
"Quicker than falling asleep."

*sobs*

And at the end of the movie, the entire theatre started clapping; it was a wonderful moment. One of the things I love about the Potter fandom is moments like that. The sense of belonging, of spontaneously doing things together, of bonding over Potter and fangirling... it's a lovely experience. The Star Wars and Star Trek fans have their generation; I like to think I'm part of the Potter generation. I was lucky enough to experience the thrill of waiting for the new books and movies, attending launches, discussing theories, etc, and I treasure that.

Here's the full text of what I said to the reporter:

... I look forward to watching Harry's greatest victory in this final film, and being proud of him. He's come a long way from the little boy living in the cupboard under the stairs. )

What about you, f-list? What are your thoughts on the end of the Potter decade, and what are your favourite things about the franchise and/or fandom? <3

Also, randomly: having seen Ralph Fiennes play Heathcliff in Wuthering Heights (which he did wonderfully), I kept wanting to hear Voldemort say, "I cannot live without my life! I cannot live without my soul!". XD

July 31st

Aug. 1st, 2011 02:33 am
sivaroobini: (Marauders)

Okay, so by the time I'm done it will be August 1st given the time now, but I started this on July 31st! :D Again, happy birthday to Harry and Jo Rowling, and happy belated birthday to Neville!



^ Yeeeaah, that's me and that came out in the local paper on 13th July, the day before the movie was released. They ran a long, lovely feature on Harry Potter, the franchise, the fandom, its impact and the end of a decade-long journey, and also interviewed some local fans on the end of the franchise.

To me, July 31st this year is special because, like in July 2007, it feels like the end of an era all over again. I've already seen Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part II twice, and I will admit, I cried both times. The first time I saw it was on its release date/my birthday, July 14th, with my sister and her best friend, and I was sobbing so much into my cloak. I think it was beautifully done, it did justice to the book, and the music and acting and everything... ;_; It was heartbreaking. The second time I saw it, I brought Mum, and I cried again.

"Does it hurt?"
"Quicker than falling asleep."

*sobs*

And at the end of the movie, the entire theatre started clapping; it was a wonderful moment. One of the things I love about the Potter fandom is moments like that. The sense of belonging, of spontaneously doing things together, of bonding over Potter and fangirling... it's a lovely experience. The Star Wars and Star Trek fans have their generation; I like to think I'm part of the Potter generation. I was lucky enough to experience the thrill of waiting for the new books and movies, attending launches, discussing theories, etc, and I treasure that.

Here's the full text of what I said to the reporter:

... I look forward to watching Harry's greatest victory in this final film, and being proud of him. He's come a long way from the little boy living in the cupboard under the stairs. )

What about you, f-list? What are your thoughts on the end of the Potter decade, and what are your favourite things about the franchise and/or fandom? <3

Also, randomly: having seen Ralph Fiennes play Heathcliff in Wuthering Heights (which he did wonderfully), I kept wanting to hear Voldemort say, "I cannot live without my life! I cannot live without my soul!". XD

sivaroobini: (Gryffindor)

So on the 9th of July, I attended a Potter party to celebrate ten years of Harry Potter, held at the Multipurpose Room at the National Library. I made my own costume and everything. :D (Well, I'd gotten the Gryffindor scarf free with my Collector's Edition box set of the Order of the Phoenix DVD, but I made the wand and cloak myself.)




Making the wand... )

Making the cloak... )

Party:

Sarah, the organiser, talks about it on her blog here. Occasionally I'll use some of her photos with credit given; if they've got her URL they're hers, but most of them were taken by her friend sanzochan. If no credit is given then they're my own photos.

Party! With tons of photos! )


We were all very sad that it was over, and my deepest thanks to Sarah and friends for organising such a wonderful party. The decor, food, hosts, games, prizes and everything were perfect. Harry Potter was and is a big part of our lives and the last movie definitely deserved an amazing celebration. 

*raises glass of Butterbeer* To Harry Potter, the Boy Who Lived. And to all the wonderful people I have met through his story.

sivaroobini: (Gryffindor)

I had today off work, so I went to meet Gena and Alvie at Plaza Singapura. :D

I haaate the flight of stairs some distance from the Plaza Sing mall, the one which leads to the top of Mount Sophia. It's insanely long, and once you reach the top, after you've fainted and regained consciousness, you've got to walk some more until you reach one of our favourite restaurants/bar, Timbre. Gena was having a singing lesson there, so Alvie and I waited for her to be done. Timbre wasn't open yet, though, so we walked to another restaurant just across from it, Chalky. Technically it wasn't open yet but the cute waitress let us sit there and said we could order stuff like drinks and fries and dessert. :D

Photos and shopping! )


I'll probably continue with the book meme tomorrow or something; it's already past midnight and I do have the early shift at work. ;_; And there is a HUGE pile of laundry on my bed waiting to be folded and put away. ;_;

sivaroobini: (Lorien o Arda)

Today I returned home from another awesome day out (I rarely spend my days off at home these days, it seems; friends and family are all clamouring for my time. I feel loved.) and was placing my necklace and earrings back in one of the tiny drawers I keep my [numerous] accessories in, when I noticed something that most of the contents seemed to have in common.



I was wearing that long necklace of polished garnet chips, those red-and-brass earrings, and that red-and-beige wooden bead bracelet with a red tartan hair scrunchie and glittery red hairband, a figure-hugging red blouse, a long ochre skirt with a few flowers embroidered in red and green thread and with red tartan on the hem, and very dark red shoes. And even my pottu was dark red and gold. GUESS WHAT MY FAVOURITE COLOUR IS. XD

So, in the morning I met Vatchala, an old friend of mine (she's seven years older than I am and used to be one of my mum's favourite students years ago; she became a family friend :D) for some delicious brunch and catching up. Awesome food, awesome company. <3 We need to meet up more often! :D

Later I went to Gena's house so we could work on our appeal letters for the universities together. We only got a little bit done, though. >_> Then we packed up and went to another friend's (Liying) house. Gena and Liying are singing at some charity performance to raise funds for dyslexic kids, so they were practising; they're really good singers. Alvie joined us later and we had lots of fun. :D

On to the book meme!


16. Adaptation: What book would you most like to see made into a film? Do you like to read the book first or see the film? Any books you have read after seeing the film version? )


17. What is the most difficult book you’ve ever read? )


18. Your favourite book series & your favourite book out of that series )


19. Your favourite picture, junior fiction and Young Adult books )


20. Least favourite plot device employed by way too many books you actually enjoyed otherwise )

Now to read some fanfiction [livejournal.com profile] minselding  has sent me. :D
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I'm tired and just want to watch Justice League or something, but I've already put off posting about the outing with [livejournal.com profile] sunflower_mynah  aka Mysti on the 18th for a few days. XD Admittedly, I've had work.

On the 18th of May, for some youth animation festival thingy, they were showing Coraline in 3D, and there'd also be Making-Of scenes and talks by people who'd worked on it. I found out when they were selling tickets during the World Free Comic Book Day celebrations at work, called Mysti, invited her along, and bought two tickets.
Summary with photos! )


On to questions 11 to 15 of the book meme!

11. Do you own multiple copies of any book? What are they? Why do you have multiple copies? )

12. Book borrowing – do you use the library? Do you prefer to try before you buy? What about lending your books to friends? Are you a good borrower, do you remember to return books?  )


13. Do you reread a lot? Why (not)? Name a book you have reread many times. )


14. What is the best book you’ve read in the past year?  )


15.Do you recommend books to other people? If you could force everyone you know to read one book, what would it be?  )


See, this is why I cannot do all 30 questions at one go like [livejournal.com profile] sunflower_mynah  did; it'd be novel-length. XD I do have to work the early shift tomorrow though, it's now 12.20AM and I need to wake up by 6.40AM, so I need to post this and sleep!

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