spiral: <lj user="miss_mandy" site=livejournal.com> (jesse: gun)
( Sep. 24th, 2010 03:30 am)
I just sent the following letter to Lush Cosmetics, wrt the completely painful portrayal of Chinese people in its latest advertising campaign:

Utterly disappointed. )

I feel like I shouldn't be so surprised, but I am. Apologies for the incoherency -- I can do better, but it's 3:30 a.m. & I'm tired & hurting. So I sent this out, hoping that I'll at least get a response.

ETA: I'd appreciate feedback on this, since I expect that if there is a response, I'll have to cut through a lot of explaining about why they did what they did & how it's really not as bad as I think it is.

It is as bad as I think it is.

ETA 2 (around 4:00 a.m. PST): Lush has since privatised that video. I don't know if it was deliberate or permanent, or whether it was even a response to my letter (I haven't gotten a response yet), but... I find this very interesting.

ETA 3: It's back up again.
Heading into the last week of school, huzzah! I am most definitely looking forward to summer, even though I still have classes -- at least it'll be distance ed, which means no more hour-long commute.

I finished a 55-page hour long TV pilot in two days; have to re-write (and re-draw, ugh, can I just use stick figures?) a fiction & a non-fiction comic; and have 20 pages of writing/re-writes, a "reflection" on the pieces, and a query letter for my children's writing class. I'm thinking on Friday, I will head home and drink myself into oblivion.

I just bought several packets of seeds to start a balcony garden. I've been wanting to since before I had a balcony on which to start one, but got this place too late last year to do anything with it. This year, I'll be planting some herbs, a few varieties of habanero peppers, a few varieties of tomatoes, a couple varieties of strawberries, a Chinese lantern plant, cape gooseberry, and possibly miniature sweet pea on a trellis. Ambitious, I know, but it should be fun & give me something physical to rest my brain with that isn't just zoning out in front of the computer. The habs will be for pepper jelly, & I'm going to experiment with pasta sauces with the tomatoes.

Why can't it be summer yeeeeet?
spiral: <lj user="lostmemento" site=livejournal.com> (lee: sleepytimes)
( Oct. 19th, 2009 11:23 am)
On five hours of sleep. Was up until 4 this morning doing a midterm paper, and still have a screenplay due tomorrow that I haven't started yet.

It's that time of year again.........
spiral: <lj user="a_addicted" site=livejournal.com> (jin: hell yeah)
( Oct. 15th, 2009 09:29 pm)
EEEEE!

*Runs around in circles*
spiral: <lj user="miss_mandy" site=livejournal.com> (Default)
( Oct. 12th, 2009 09:50 pm)
Happy Thanksgiving, everyone.

I am thankful for:
- good friends
- fencing
- my parents
- my creative writing peers
- Neil Gaiman
- chocolate
- good books
- Lush
spiral: <lj user="cake_at_3am" site=livejournal.com> (jin: grumpy)
( Oct. 8th, 2009 10:46 pm)
Slept 13 hours today and have a massive headache. Pretty sure I'm sick, and I even know where I got it! This is what offering ice cream cake at the end of a semester for perfect attendance gets you: a class full of sick students who drag themselves to class. Blah. Hopefully I will feel better tomorrow, but if not, I will stay home and at least give myself a 5-day weekend (I get Thursdays off anyway).

Days like these, I am really, really thankful for my tea drawer.
spiral: <lj user="foot_ja_nai" site=livejournal.com> (jin: quiet)
( Oct. 5th, 2009 08:43 pm)
Listening to the Yoshida Brothers and cleaning the apartment after a weekend of madness. Was at a hot spring resort type place with my dad's colleague on Thursday/Friday and got a truly painful -- but helpful! -- deep tissue massage, came home to my flat Friday night to a party my mum decided to throw for the Mid-Autumn Festival (it felt particularly early this year, I guess because school started late?), then to the Seattle Premium Outlets on Saturday to buy sweaters and warm clothes. There's a bite in the air now and I've finally given up the pretense that it is still summer: Mum brought my winter coats on this visit and I'm starting to layer up.

Still, today was a gorgeous sunny day, just a little too chilly to wear a tee-shirt and jeans, and despite the rather ridiculous amount of fretting I'm doing, I'm more or less keeping on top of my schoolwork. Next week, though... next week will be hellish. A midterm, a midterm paper, and a short story all due on Wednesday. I am trying to plot out my schedule so that I don't end up doing everything last minute as usual, but... well, let's just say I don't have much hope. ;)

Life could be worse, I guess.
spiral: <lj user="miss_mandy" site=livejournal.com> (jesse: gun)
( Sep. 23rd, 2009 12:08 am)
Just read a short story for my fiction writing class tomorrow that included the phrase "Chinamen" and "thugs with gold chains" and Japanese schoolgirls and Thai hookers and oh, I don't even know how to begin saying, "You're hurting me, that's not okay," or that being racist doesn't actually make you edgy or even a simple FUCK YOU. I'm good at dealing with the small stuff, the stuff that doesn't matter, but when it's important all I can do is hurt and stumble over my words and try not to vomit or throw things and oh my FUCKING GOD I don't want to go to class tomorrow.
spiral: <lj user="miss_mandy" site=livejournal.com> (Default)
( Sep. 9th, 2009 05:53 pm)
Okay, so today was worth waking up for. Children's Lit class should be fun, it is specifically about British children's fantasy which is... sort of weirdly specific? Oh Canada & its weird identity issues. But the novels should be enjoyable, though I am still baffled by the lack of Diana Wynne Jones on a British children's fantasy lit course because um, she is awesome and deserves to be read by everyone ever. Ursula K. Le Guin (who is American) & no Diana Wynne Jones! Two C. S. Lewis books. Ah, well.

Creative Writing was absolutely the highlight of my day. I was eating a very late lunch in the CRWR student lounge & someone came in & we got to talking. Turned out he was in my class & I have made friends already. The prof is very funny and energetic, and very straight up, very clear about the realities of writing and sounds like he will try his damndest for us, which is nice. My classmates are funny and smart and interesting and friendly and I think I will love this. And the prof doesn't mind genre fiction, which is nice, since I know some of the profs do.

My brain & my eyes hurt, though, so I think I'll turn in early today. Hopefully I'll get used to a more normal sleep pattern soon.
...and the weather is miserable, cloudy and spitting rain. I'm miserable -- I hate getting up early in the morning, and my body's become used to sleeping at 4 a.m. and decided to complain about the early curfew. Not to mention the horrific cramps I got on the hour-long bus ride to school -- I was about ready to carve my uterus out of my body by the end of it, ugh.

Class has been interesting so far, though. For a prof who teaches a spec fic/sf/dystopian fiction course, my first prof was surprisingly contemptuous of hard sf. I'm not really a fan of hard sf myself, but it was sort of odd of her to get all "how dare you impugn me this way!" about people calling this a course a dystopian/sf class -- considering we're reading Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep?, Neuromancer, etc. Oh well. I've never really understood the general opinion academics have of sf/fantasy, & I probably never will.

Next class is children's fiction, and then in the afternoon I have a creative writing class with one of the most successful Canadian writers right now. I am... really intimidated and not too pleased with myself for forgetting to order & read his book. Oh well.
spiral: <lj user="foot_ja_nai" site=livejournal.com> (jin: quiet)
( Sep. 5th, 2009 10:37 pm)
I first started reading [livejournal.com profile] sarahtales after [personal profile] kiana told me about her, and she recently got her book published: The Demon's Lexicon.

She now has a thing going where, every week, she posts a short story if sales for her book reaches a certain number. Here is this week's, my absolute favourite thus far. Charming young lads and female bonds and friendships and oh, it is so lovely.

Go read! :D
spiral: <lj user="miss_mandy" site=livejournal.com> (jesse: gun)
( Sep. 1st, 2009 11:41 pm)
I AM ANGRY AT THE WORLD.

I am so tired of being the only one who speaks up when someone says "That's lame," or "That's retarded," or "That's gay". I am so tired of not having the courage to speak up sometimes. I am so tired of having straw man arguments thrown at me by people I respect. I am so fucking tired of not having backup, you guys, seriously.

Oh, and also having a friend tell me that a rape scene in a book isn't really a rape scene because "the woman really wants it" or something I don't know MY GOD ARGH ARGH ARGH.

Also, hi. Still alive. Just haven't been logging into Dreamwidth because I have gotten out of the habit of online journaling and need to get back into it.
spiral: <lj user="cake_at_3am" site=livejournal.com> (jin: grumpy)
( Jul. 20th, 2009 03:30 am)
Great. Now I'm scared to mild spoiler )

*Goes to sleep with the lights on*
spiral: <lj user="lostmemento" site=livejournal.com> (lee: sleepytimes)
( Jun. 2nd, 2009 11:35 am)
I've hit that unhappy point where I am dizzy from lack of sleep; the computer screen keeps blurring before my eyes into weird pretty reflections of sunlight, but it is still much more interesting than paying attention to class. Red Bull is my friend. The girl next to me is doing a crossword puzzle, the girl next to her is reading, the guy next to her is reading over her shoulder, & the girl next to him is texting. We're a great bunch, we are. :D

The test didn't go well. I am so not surprised.

[livejournal.com profile] tender_addict comes tomorroooooow~! I am very excited.

I am almost done Obernewyton & trying to figure out what I should read next.
spiral: <lj user="miss_mandy" site=livejournal.com> (michael: *sulks*)
( Jun. 2nd, 2009 12:24 am)
Stressing out about the test tomorrow.

The problem with this class is it's formatted so it's entirely useless to me. Which is to say, its focus is on pronunciation & basic vocabulary and the prof doesn't even tell us the stroke order for words & doesn't give us time to practice writing or memorising the written words. We spend the entire classtime going around the class pronouncing words over and over and over again... the class is targeted more for the Cantonese kids, who can read Mandarin but can't pronounce it; of course, I have the exact opposite problem.

Also, the written tests are worth more than the oral tests, which just plain doesn't make sense if he isn't going to let us practice writing.

I'm rather exasperated, to say the least.

The worst part about the class is that I can't even practice on my own during class time, since he goes around the class & everyone has to pay attention & answer the questions he poses. Pain in the ass.

I guess whining about it doesn't help, but it makes me feel better.
spiral: <lj user="foot_ja_nai" site=livejournal.com> (jin: quiet)
( Jun. 1st, 2009 05:22 pm)
I was going to do my yearly Milton post (How soon hath Time, the subtle thief of youth etc.), but decided that was too depressing.

It's been a pretty mellow birthday, actually. I woke up at 6 this morning to the discovery that I had, at some point during the night, managed to upend my mug of water all over my laptop. Thankfully it is still functioning (poor baby has gone through much worse than this). Took awhile to get back to sleep, then woke up before 8 to get to class.

Chinese is still the most boring class ever, but some kids in my class managed to talk (whine) my prof into letting us out early by about an hour & a half, so I headed on over to the Village & bought myself some bubble tea & beef yakisoba to stand in for 长寿面 (I'm pretty sure the yakisoba was made out of the same sort of noodles as 长寿面 anyway). Then went to Broadway to get a caramel-filled chocolate cupcake from, um, Cupcakes.

Can't fence tonight because I have to study for my test tomorrow, but my cousin is making me dinner & [livejournal.com profile] tender_addict is coming to visit soon, so the rest of the week should be awesome. & then I really have to get back into the habit of fencing, despite the late night+early mornings=grumpy me problem.
...which was heavy hit today. Chapters was doing a double discount for their reward card members, so I headed on over early in the day so I could pick up my copies of Sarah Rees Brennan's The Demon's Lexicon (three of them, but two are for friends!) & browse through the shelves.

The haul:
  • Sarah Rees Brennan's The Demon's Lexicon x3
  • Isobelle Carmody's The Farseekers (vol. 2 of Obernewyton)
  • L.J. Smith's The Secret Circle part 2
  • Cassandra Clare's City of Ashes
  • Tobias S. Buckell's Ragamuffin
  • Ursula K. Le Guin's The Left Hand of Darkness
  • Megan Abbott's Queenpin
  • a book of slow cooker recipes

    The last four I got for ridiculous prices because they were remainders & card holders got 50% off the remainder price. I did exercise some restraint & put a few books back on the shelf, including China Mieville's latest. I still spent way too much money.

    Went to Cafe Crepe for lunch & had half a burger & some fries, plus a lemon sugar crepe for dessert (it was lemony & sugary & delicious. Note to self: learn how to make crepes). Then spent the rest of the day reading The Demon's Lexicon in bed.

    It was lovely & funny & surprisingly sweet in that way that Rees Brennan's writing often is. I loved three of the four main characters immediately, though the fourth -- the viewpoint character -- I had a hard time with until the end. I anticipated a few of the surprises but definitely not all of them, & I may have shed a tear or two at the end. I'm being vague, I know, but the release date isn't until the second, & I am still sorting through my thinky thoughts on the book.

    Time for dinner & then to study for my test on Tuesday, I think.
  • spiral: <lj user="foot_ja_nai" site=livejournal.com> (jin: bandit)
    ( May. 19th, 2009 09:32 pm)
    Just got back from the Tamora Pierce signing. B and Ely came with me because... um, I'm not sure exactly! Since neither have read her work. I suppose they thought I could use the company, or possibly they feel that if they do not keep an eye on me, I shall run off to England for another year. Either way, it was a lovely evening, Tamora Pierce was funny and wry and interesting, and it was nice to hang out with B again. Hopefully she'll make it to fencing on Thursday.

    I sort of wanted to ask Pierce about her thoughts on Racefail and on her own encounter with Avalon's Willow, but I felt that wasn't the appropriate venue. I'm still trying to figure out what would be. Instead, I asked what she liked best about writing for YA, since that's ultimately where I'd like to end up, and she said she liked the fan mail. That she liked to feel like she was making a difference and reaching people and changing people. I also may have babbled something stupid while she was signing my books, but we shall forget about that moment of horror.

    Bought a new tea filter today. I was planning on making iced tea when I got home, but I have since realised that I have no sugar and, um, also no ice mould. A winner is me.

    I'm going to Toni & Guy tomorrow to get a haircut. Nobody will cut my hair short for some reason. I think people are afraid that, with my hair so long, I'll be so traumatised by short hair that I'll hate it. Oh well. It sounds like the stylist I'm going to has some pretty interesting ideas, so I'll just leave it in her hands. She knows I want to go punkish and textured rather than pretty, so I'll just have to trust her.

    Off to re-read Squire!
    spiral: <lj user="foot_ja_nai" site=livejournal.com> (jin: quiet)
    ( May. 18th, 2009 09:34 pm)
    The past few weeks have been interesting. Scratch that: the past year has been interesting.

    I'm still recovering from jet lag and scrambling to get my room in order; the floor in my room is a disaster right now, and I desperately need some hangers so I can sort through my clothes. 16 hours of Chinese class a week is frankly draining and very, very boring right now.

    The good:
  • I got into the Creative Writing program! Huzzah! I'll be taking prose fiction, two screenwriting classes, writing for children (in my case, YA), and comics writing next year
  • Tamora Pierce signing tomorrow
  • fencing!
  • fencers!
  • food festival and Yoshida Brothers this coming Saturday

    The bad:
  • still don't have a replacement credit card
  • no iPod = no music = me going insane
  • gained too much weight/lost too much muscle this past year, which makes fencing kinda rough
  • Terminator: The Sarah Connor Chronicles has been canceled. Dammit

    Spent the long weekend at my parents'. It's weird being home and not having Shadow there -- I keep thinking, Need to check the gate to make sure Shadow doesn't run out or I should go feed Shadow or Gonna go play with Shadow a bit and remembering. Not fun. My dad offered to show me her ashes, but I'm not ready yet.

    Apparently, I'm to be Equity Officer and thus an exec for fencing next year. I convinced Ely to run extra tournaments so I can actually fill up the competition slots and earn points in time to qualify for CSCs and Nationals, and she went and scheduled a tournie every month. Not all of them will be foil, but still, that will be a lot of organising and early mornings, and we all know how much I love early mornings.

    I missed fencing terribly. I don't think I realised quite how much until I got back. In a lot of ways, it feels like I never left, though S put the fear of God into me when he barreled towards me to give me a hug the first day. I regret not fencing in England, but it just wasn't the same without these guys, and besides, I had more than enough going on. I'm bruised and sore and exhausted from lack of sleep, but I wouldn't have it any other way.

    All in all, it's good to be back.

    Now off to study and sleep.
  • spiral: <lj user="miss_mandy" site=livejournal.com> (michael: *sulks*)
    ( May. 8th, 2009 10:35 pm)
    I sort of hate packing. Like a lot.

    No sleep for me tonight!
    .