I decided to move Capriccio to its own subdomain. Semi-powered by CuteNews thanks to the influence of Lee.

I watched part of the women’s figure skating finals just a while ago. I pretty much saw the last three contestants. It’s kinda weird how I still like watching those. Even when I was young, I’d watch it, those beautiful moves on the ice captivating me. Skating and gymnastics was and still are my favourite sports to watch. Perhaps it’s the girly girly side of me? Admiring those beautiful costumes? Who knows….

I have to say though that Arakawa’s expression was purely priceless. It seemed like everyone knew what what had happened but her till the last minute. At least that’s what Daddy said as a commentary. ^_^

…Okay, that’s all I’m gonna talk about the Olympics.

I discovered that my love for “boxes” had gone to the extreme. Ever since I was young, I always had a thing for boxes. Boxes are like my best friends for storing stuff. Hell, doesn’t matter what kind of box it is, I’ll keep it. Well…maybe not the paper boxes, but I really do like wooden boxes and the more durable stuff.

Well, today, Jac bought a box of Guylian “Opus” Chocolates. She hadn’t even opened it, and I fell in love with the box. I told her that I wanted the box after the chocolates were eaten.

Why did I fall in love with such a box? A paper box of all things? Well, the chocolates were in the theme of music. Hell, the name “Opus” was a dead give away. Then when I saw the chocolates’ name using composer’s name and their famous pieces of work, I just wanted the box even more. The box is a keepsake that I shall cherish now.

I am so going to show the box to my former band teacher. She will so get a kick out of it.

That’s the bizarre post of the week folks.

Happy Crappytine’s Day indeed.

I must say, at least for me, the only man I need in my life is my dear old Daddy. He bought mum and me (and for my aunts too) a big heart-shaped box full of chocolates. Whee!

Like I said, I don’t need a damn man other than my daddy.

ETA: Oh yeah, and my Crappytine’s present to myself arrive in the mail today. 4 dvds! They are:

* Legally Blonde
* Whale Rider
* October Sky (Special Edition)
* Amélie

Let me tell you, when it comes to discussion, I can only do it in either a small group or one-on-one. I cannot do it in front of an audience, especially when I’m being graded it for. Never mind being prepared, my mind goes blank, and what I want to say doesn’t come out. Instead, mindless babbling comes out.

That’s what happened to me today in Philosophy class. I bombed it so bad. I got a “B”, and yes that’s still good, but dammit! I do not want a “B”!!!!! I want a fucking “A”. I think it sucks that I only can get a “B” for something I suck at it. No matter how hard I try at this crap, I know I will not get an “A” in this class.

Never mind the fact how much I prepare for this class, if I don’t present it well to the teacher’s standard, I don’t get that damn grade I want. I am so mad that my 3.91 gpa is gonna be ruined all because of a class I HAVE to take, and all because this class is ENTIRELY in panel discussion form with a two five-paged essay for a final exam.

I was so miserable the past few days, dreading this damn discussion. And then when the time came, I just sounded like a contradicting idiot. All those eyes staring at me, and the teacher grading me is not a good combination. Sure, I can sub and still get thousands of eyeballs staring at me, but damn, this is just a whole different level.

I wanted to cry out of frustration after class. I didn’t, manage to hold it back. Hell, even my partner was like, “I thought you were gonna cry after he yelled at you.” Haha, I didn’t though.

After class, Jacquie, my saviour of the day, and I went to Bentley’s and shared a pitcher of Long Island Iced Tea. We both got happily buzzed. I don’t feel as miserable as I would be if I was sober. So whee for that. *sighs* Two more damn panel discussions to go. I should have just taken this damn class online. At least, online, I just do paper and projects individually rather than a damn panel discussion.

“Just do your best and accept the grade you receive.” Whatever. All the effort I put into this is just wasted. I should just not bother and do a shit arsed job for the next two since I know I’m not gonna get an “A”. Sod contemporary moral issues. Sod panel discussions. And sod, SOD my inability to do a fucking presentation without sounding like an idiot!

It snowed about 4″ in Seoul today.

Just when I had woken myself up, the middle school called me and told me school was closed. I, being stupid, asked why. The secretary said snow. My response was, “Oh.”

And I looked outside after that. It really did snow. Amazing. I mean, I don’t exactly follow the weather forecast since it’s hardly accurate, but my friend Elizabeth said it was supposed to snow yesterday, today, and tomorrow. Well, it didn’t snow yesterday, so I didn’t really keep that message in mind.

While, I’m glad it’s a snow day, I don’t get to work today, so that means less moola for me. Also, I wish the school had called me a bit earlier than that, so Daddy could’ve just told me that while waking me up completely. Bah.

Oh well. I might as well try to get a few more hours of precious sleep, and then work on my panel discussion. I’m kinda hoping for my classes to be cancelled as well, but I don’t think that will happen. Unless it snows like five more inches till night time.

ETA: My night class did get cancelled. Kinda funny how mine’s the only one cancelled. Or so they said.