the cure for wanderlust:

 
why should we care if global warming is true or not? even if global warming isn't true and the climate change we are experiencing is a natural part of the earth's cycle, shouldn't we still care about how we're fucking up the earth?

we shouldn't care about the climate change debate. whether or not it's man-made or a hoax or a scandal or an error in research, the truth is:

1. unnatural amounts of manufactured WHATEVER are being spewed into the atmosphere (ie. CO2, CFCs, etc.)
2. forests of all kinds are being destroyed at accelerated rates
3. destruction of animal habitats are driving a lot of species to an early extinction
4. deserts are spreading and living species of all kinds are forcibly uprooted from their usual routines in an attempt to find food and water
5. lakes are shrinking and rivers are thinning
6. landfills are growing larger and larger in an effort to contain all our trash
7. life is disappearing from the oceans
8. etc. etc. etc. etc. make up your own! there's no end to it all.

in conclusion, FUCK THE GODDAMN CLIMATE CHANGE DEBATE! STOP THROWING PAPERS AT EACH OTHER ARGUING ABOUT THIS SHIT. WE ARE FUCKING UP THE EARTH; YOU DON'T NEED SCIENTIFIC PROOF TO SEE THAT. OPEN YOUR EYES AND LOOK AT A GODDAMN LANDFILL. THINK ABOUT HOW MUCH YOU WASTE ON A DAILY BASIS. THINK ABOUT POLLUTED RIVERS AND ANIMALS DYING BECAUSE OF OIL SPILLS AND FORESTS BEING SLASHED AND BURNED.

WE SHOULDN'T NEED "GLOBAL WARMING" TO MAKE US REALIZE HOW BADLY A JOB WE ARE DOING AT NOT FUCKING UP THE EARTH UPON WHICH WE LIVE. SHUT THE FUCK UP AND DO SOMETHING POSITIVE FOR THE ENVIRONMENT.
 

 

I think politics are important. Especially for young people, so that they have the chance to reach out and shape the future of their country with their own hands, rather than waiting until they're older and have inherited the mistakes of their parents' generation to try and fix things.

I think more people should get involved in politics. Don't stand around complaining about the state the country is in! Take a stance. Talk to people. Let the politicians, let your riding's MP or senator or whoever know what you're interested in, what you're worried about, what you think they're doing right. Ideally, they're there to represent you, and you should take advantage of that.

That said, after dipping my feet into the shallow waters of a political campaign, I can tell you with burning clarity:

HOLY FUCKING SHIT POLITICS PISSES THE FUCK OUT OF ME. WHY SO RIDICULOUS.

( cut for rant on canadian politics/government that slowly digresses into a rant on public transportation and my lack of life. )

I hope everyon'e fine and dandy. ♥ Now that volunteering isn't eating up my life, I will have time to browse LJ! YAY!

i like how i post more drunk than sober. at this rate i'll have to rename my journal "the drunken ramblings of sarah" or something. i'm not alcoholic, i swear. it's just that sometimes i drink with my parents (seriously, in my entire legally-adult life i have probably drank more with my parents than with friends/others. UM, LOSER, Y/N?) and when they start breaking out the hardcore rice wine, i detach myself from the dinner table to retreat to my laptop like a sad loser. ;_; and then end up on livejournal! oh yay.

i probably will not write anything tonight beyond maudlin facebook posts, but you never know, so feel free to give me a prompt. the crackier, the better!!! you know my fandoms. (hopefully.)

i will probably reply to comments tomorrow (i know, only a month late!!!!). i will hopefully not write keysmash!fic. i will hopefully stop re-watching the "ring ding dong" MV and laughing. (i mean. DO THEY NOT LOOK LIKE HOOKERS SHOWING OFF THEIR STUFF TO APPEAL TO CUSTOMERS WHEN THEY'RE DANCING BY THE HUGE-ASS "SHINEE" SIGN?)

off to get my fourth can. mm, heineken. at least i can still spel rite. 8D

feeling much better now. ♥ i hope everyone else is well - being sick sucks.

( in which i tl;dr and whine about writing, lol. )


idk, i'm still a little woozy from the meds. i've been reading a lot of other pairings!fic, but really, i miss yunjae. ;_; I MISS READING YUNJAE, OKAY. SOMEONE REC ME SOMETHING.

i want to read something epic, something in-character and long, but with a happy ending. I WANT THEM TO BE HAPPY AND TOGETHER, I'M SICK THAT WAY ;_;

nose plugged, body feels both hot and cold, occasional headache, sore throat.

i hate being sick. i hate watching irritating debate videos on CNN in which anderson cooper is hot but the debate is headache inducing and usually headsmash-encouraging.

why am i combining these two evils. :/

DEAR SOUTH KOREAN LEGAL SYSTEM,

FUCK YOU. NO SERIOUSLY. JUST. FUCK. YOU.

AN 8 YEAR OLD IS BRUTALLY RAPED AND LEFT INCAPACITATED FOR FUCKING LIFE, AND THE ONLY THING YOU DO IS GIVE THE FUCKING RAPIST 12 YEARS IN PRISON.

( cut for capslock, DISTURBING CONTENT, and consuming rage. when i say 'disturbing content', i mean it. it's fucking messed up. )

links: JoongAng Daily
Korea Beat's coverage
Brain in Jeollanam-do

warnings: contents of websites are disturbing and may cause you to lose hope in the world. or maybe just korea. read at your own risk.

EDIT: why the rapist got 12 years. i... idk anymore, guys. i really don't know.

after sharing a few drinks with my mom and having long and detailed talks on various subjects, i am in a very happy mood! ...and slowly careening towards drunken smashed-ness. ohohohohooooo.

give me a character/pairing/fandom & a prompt; i will write you something! or even timestamp one of my already-existing fics!

fandoms include: dbsk, most of k-pop, katekyo hitman reborn, naruto, maybe a bit of bleach, CLAMP series, anything i've already written, blah blah blah, poetry, original, the whole shebang.

warnings: as the night grows on, i will inevitably become more incoherent & crazy. fics will probably be canon-inconsistent and wildly unrealistic.


ohhhkay 2:511 now. g'night everone! ;_;

 
picture this: saturday night; it's quiet and cold outside. you're reclining on the couch, sipping at a bottle of yop like it's a bottle of beer. "the chaser" is on in the tv in front of you. it's your fifth watching of the movie. your mother yells at you in good humor, wondering aloud if there's something wrong with you for being so fascinated with a movie about a serial killer. the beginning chords of the haunting melody begin to play, guitar strings plucked the way a person's fingers stroke at their lover's hair, or the way a murderer picks up their beloved knife. the streets of seoul at night reminds you of your own wanderings.

life is good.

how's the weekend going for you?
 

okay, so my friend CK (ck_monogatari) and i are ridiculous and dorky when it comes to our e-mail chains. :D

tonight we had a haiku battle!


( in which CK and i duke it out with haiku. warning: inclusion--and subsequent misuse--of old english pronouns may cause bleedage of eyes. )


:D hope everyone enjoys the weekend that's coming up!

EDIT: FORMATTING FIXED. eff rich text. D: i had to figure out the html for this the hard way, wtf.

i sat down to update with a post about things no one really cares about/reasons behind impromptu hiatus (but dude, i'm always on impromptu hiatus, it seems), and ended up sitting for six hours, pounding out fic while writing angry emails i can't send. it is now 4am and i have a grammatically messed up, poorly planned and therefore poorly executed, ridiculously wangsty(?) fic (that isn't even really that long wtf) to show for it.

...what am i doing.

PS. i apologize for spamming some people's f-page. ;_;