Title: Stone Tablets
Author: Lule-bell
Paring: Mulder / Scully
Rating: PG
Word Count: 200

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It's Remembrance Day in Canada today. Remembrance Day is a time where we remember the wars fought in the past and the ones that are still going on. We take time to think about our involvement in war and to remember those who fell in the line of duty. It's a very solemn day for Canadians: one of serious contemplation and reflection.

Flanders Fields is a poem written by Canadian physician and Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae in France on May 3, 1915. McCrae didn't survive the war, but he did leave this poem behind, found in his diary by his friend. Every school kid has to learn the poem and recite it at their school's memorial for Remembrance Day; it's become the symbol of Canadian's feelings about war about our involvement in war.

Flander's Fields

In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved, and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.

For those who fell before us in service, giving their lives for our freedom, I thank you. Lest we forget.

Nicked from justanotherfic because I'm the best darn thieve evah! Sneaky in bows and ribbons, I am.

Current Books: Handling the Dead by John Ajvide Lindqvist. Star Trek Voyager novel Unworthy by Kristen Beyer.
Current Playlist: is dependent on my mood of the moment.
Current Colour: Pink
Current Drink: Chai tea brought from home.
Current Food: Salad. OMG The produce here is ah-may-zing!
Current Favourite Show: Star Trek Enterprise
Current Wishlist: To pass my Japanese exam and to see my boyfriend.
Current Needs: For the temperature inside to rise a few degrees.
Current Triumphs: It was my one year cut free anniversary on the first of November.
Current Bane of My Existence: Fear of failure.
Current Celebrity Crush: Chris Pine. Yah baby!
Current Indulgence: Ice cream.
Current Blessing: A safe and warm house.
Current Slang: "sugoi" meaning awesome in Japanese.
Current Outfit: green pajamas that are a few sizes too big and a top (although it may not have enough fabric to actually call it that) from LaSenza.
Current Excitement: SVU tomorrow with Anna!
Current Mood: Sleepy

I was at Urimaku Junior High School today and we were doing grammar worksheets when a kid, who was about 14 or so, stands up and drops his pants to his knees. I, along with the rest of my class, including two teachers, was mooned by one of my students.
But the bizarre thing was, no one did anything but laugh and one of the teachers, who was also laughing, went over to the student, pulled his pants up, and sat him back at his desk. No one said a word. No one seemed to care. All I could think of was how I would probably be arrested for being in the same room as this kid if we were in Canada. @_____@

An eventful day.

Culture Corner:

If you're sick in Japan, the polite thing to do is wear a mask like this:

It's not uncommon at all to see people walk around with a masks like this on, although it's a little difficult for me to wear one as an English teacher as the students have to watch my mouth for pronunciation and it makes my skin break out.

So, I teach at one school that has 14 students in total in attendance and yesterday, one of them was sent home early with a fever. Today, 9 of the 14 were absent from school so they shut the whole school down for 6 days to prevent any flu break-out. Now everyone is asking me how I feel and if I feel sick, or have a fever etc. I have a headache and a sore throat, something I "forgot" to mention. We'll see how I feel in the morning.

I fear it's the mask for me.

Title: Left of No Where
L&O: LOCI
Paring: Eames / Wheeler
Rating: PG
Word Count: 100

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Halloween at Shikaosho. I'm a Care Bear! ^___^
And a fine looking Care Bear this side of the Pacific too.



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I stole this from the lovely xushi who is seriously awesome, fyi.

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Today I went to Rakugo with my friend, Miho Kobyashi. Rakugo is traditional Japanese comedy. One man will act out different stories using only his voice, a fan, and a handkerchief which are used to creat different characters for his story. I managed to understand a little tiny wee bit of what was going on, which was really good and I was really proud of myself. The actor was from Osaka so he spoke Osaka dialect so it made things a bit harder to understand. He's talking about food in this video.

Title: Left
Author: Lule-bell
Paring: Reyes, SRR implied.
Rating: PG
Word Count: 162
A/N: Sigh... real life.

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Title: The Nicest Thing
Author: Lule-bell
L&O: LOCI
Paring: Goren / Eames
Rating: Safe for All
Word Count: PG


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Title: John Doe
Author: lule-bell
L&O: Mothership
Character: Elizabeth Rodgers
Rating: PG
Word Count: 100

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Because I'm waiting for 5 o'clock to happen....

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Title: Another One of those VHS Tapes
Author: Lule-bell
Paring: Mulder / Scully
Rating: 14A
Word Count: 200
A/N: The following link is for a mature audience only and is intended for explanation behind the following fic. Mature audience, blah blah blah. I'm not your mother so use your own desecration here people. For those of you who don't know about ( this porn parody ) you do now.

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By popular demand, this is a pic spam about me and my job here and my general daily life. The only reason why I haven't done this before is because I've been really busy but since today is a holiday I have some time. ^_^

Without further adieu....

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Today I went to my town's Soba Festival in Shikaoi, Hokkaido, Japan.

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Title: Second Chances
Author: lule-bell
ST: VOY
Paring: Janeway / Chakotay
Rating: PG
Word Count: 358

( The time has come, the Walrus said, to talk of many things... )

This is of little interest to anyone.

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