Last update: 13 December 2011 Note: At the moment I only have reliable wifi at home, so if you want to trade right away and I can't manage it, please don't take it personally!
Pokémon White - name: Grey // OT: 46280 // SID: 13611 // FC: 2838-2340-7591 Pokémon Black - name: Terne // OT: 14964 // SID: 11970 // FC: 2022-3335-0572 Other OTs: Ruby (65342, Emerald), Deph (45067, Diamond), Gunner (63952, Pearl), Gold (62679, HeartGold), Lyra (17448, SoulSilver) - Colosseum and XD forthcoming!
Stuff to note:
I RNG manipulate for perfect IVs. I don't think it's cheating, but I'm putting this up front in case you do.
Everything is free if I know you at all! Trade me a Pidgey or something. :D
Everything has Pokérus, is untrained except for possibly Daycare, has one of the OTs listed above and can be assumed fully redistributable, unless stated otherwise. (I'd appreciate it if you could ask before cloning anything, though.)
You can also assume I have only one of anything listed here.
Where I list IVs (which generally means they were bred for Hidden Power typing), the order goes HP / Attack / Defense / Sp. Attack / Sp. Defense / Speed.
If you want a specific Pokémon, just ask! I have a complete Pokédex apart from event legendaries, so most things are fair game.
I'll do EV training too, and breeding projects as long as the movesets you want are obtainable in Gen V (or if they aren't, but you don't care about IVs).
Nicknames will be from whatever fandom I'm into at the time unless you ask for something in particular.
Settled in a bit, I think. Problem is, what I've settled into is having this flat to myself, and barring anything drastic (which I'm not quite ruling out, but...) flatmate will arrive tomorrow around lunchtime. The place seems about big enough for me; I don't know about two people... Hopefully she'll keep to herself and it'll be more or less the same as last year in halls, just a bit more cramped.
If it wasn't for the bills, I'd probably refuse to advertise. It's probably unhealthy, but there you go. :\
Mum was going to drop by round about the weekend, but she got too worried and bumped it up to yesterday, when she expressed surprise that I hadn't completely flooded the bathroom yet and took me out for lunch. That means she can't drop by again for another couple of weeks, though.
I miss her already. Kid brother is almost an afterthought, and stepdad barely registers, which is probably terrible of me.
As of half an hour ago, Mum and kid brother have gone back home and I have officially moved into this flat. I have yet to stop crying.
It's not home yet. It's hardly unfamiliar by now, but it's too cold and dark and quiet and inexplicably (if not physically) huge for that.
It turned out for the better that I had to do it this early, I guess. Maybe in a week's time, when term starts, I'll be slightly less of a wreck. Would hate to think what would happen otherwise.
The quintessentially British way of dealing with this would be to make a cup of tea. I could do that. But I still have to put the shopping away and get the clothes out of the dryer and put them away and fix my computer that I broke horribly last month by failing to read the update instructions and make sure my timetable's right and reacquaint myself with how the fuck to do maths...
On Friday, Mum had the bright idea of driving all of us down to take the Eurostar and go to France for the Bank Holiday weekend. Her enthusiasm was not dampened when I pointed out we could book neither the train nor anywhere to stay without a functional internet connection, and going without booking would maybe not be the greatest idea considering it's still just about August. It did, however, peter out by itself on Sunday in the car about twenty minutes away from London. So we wound up hanging around there for an awkward afternoon, then stopped overnight in my flat in Coventry (where the internet works!) because she didn't feel like driving all the way back home straight away but didn't want the trouble of finding a couple of rooms in London either.
And, you know, I didn't really mind. London's all right to visit. When we're there as a family, we always end up in Chinatown before long, and this was no exception - but we did visit a few of the stereotypical touristy things afterwards (which kid brother had never seen, and I hadn't since I was about his age), or at least walked past them: Buckingham Palace (didn't spot any parachutes), Trafalgar Square, hopping on and off a couple of red buses just for the hell of it... Kid brother wanted to go on the London Eye, but knowing what he's normally like in any queue that lasts longer than two seconds, his parents decisively shot him down; we just looked at it from across the river and took photos. Oh, and we went for a walk around the Olympic Paralympic Park, which was unsettlingly quiet. (Spotted a handful of athletes, though! That was neat!) Then we got lost in the shopping centre next to it on the way back to the station. So that was okay, in retrospect. Unfortunately, for me, breakfast was non-existent, lunch wasn't fantastic - one of the many, many tiny out-of-the-way diners in Chinatown, where I didn't recognise anything on the menus and stupidly asked Mum to pick something at random for me; next time I'm going to ask stepdad, who is, y'know, a chef... - and dinner was kid brother's leftovers after he insisted on stopping at a service station for KFC, so I was horribly cranky the entire time, I'm sorry to say.
Then yesterday, since we were there and it was still Bank Holiday weekend, we drove down to Stratford-upon-Avon before heading home. It's a really lovely town even if it is so blatantly touristy - I should go there by myself sometime, since it's not far from Coventry at all - and would have been lovelier still if it hadn't started chucking it down partway through the afternoon. Before that, we visited a little waxworks-ish thing about the Tudors that was clearly ripped wholesale from inspired by Horrible Histories (I think I would've drunk that stuff down ten years ago; my brother got scared by the voice clips they were playing and hid behind Mum until she shepherded him out early), poked around the market a little and had some terribly overpriced fish and chips. After that, we decided screw it and did go home.
I guess it was fun, all things considered. My mood could've been better, and probably nobody else enjoyed having to put up with it, but feeling like a massive asshole in the fresh air among other tourists made a nice change from feeling like a massive asshole while lying around this house like the useless lump I am.
In other news, stepdad is opening a second restaurant next month! And then he's going back to Warwick to ask again if he can open one there, because last year they told him he didn't have enough experience. For selfish and lazy reasons, I hope they let him this time :D (No, that isn't the reason why he's going for Warwick in particular, I'm not that much of a brat... but it would be nice all the same!)
I passed my first year, y'all!! I don't even need to resit anything!
Needed a 2:1 to stay on the honours course, a 2:2 not to be kicked out entirely... and I got a 2:1! A pretty decent one, too! I went to see my tutor to get the marks breakdown and she told me if they'd rounded the marks up instead of down, it would've been a First - it was that borderline. But I can't bring myself to be all that frustrated, because I passed. I passed my first year at uni, people.
As for that marks breakdown... predictably my maths is better than my physics, but not all of the physics was terrible! Apart from Mechanics, which ahahaha was the one exam I pretty much did no revision for, they were all comfortable passes! So that was a nice surprise, because I was all set to spend July hitting the books. Well, it's probably a good idea in any case, but at least there's no pressure any more. |D On the other end of things, my highest mark was in Java Programming, which was nice because that was a big friggin' module and there's a C Programming module next year I had my eye on.
I am just melting with relief right now, seriously. I had to sit down at a cafe table by myself after seeing the pass list because I didn't feel up to walking back straight away. It's only the first year, I know, and it gets much rougher... but I passed. I apparently can actually do this course - not amazingly by any means, but solidly! I apparently can cope with university, even. For me, after the spate of off days I've been having for a few months, this is a big fucking deal. I'm not sorry.
(I'm sorry for all the italics and exclamation marks, though! The alternative was capslock.)
Latias! She's cute, she's got a great design - telepathic light-manipulating jetplane-dragon, what part of that description is not awesome? - and she rips metagames apart without trying. Also, red is my favourite colour |3 Currently I have a Latias called River (after Tam, although Song works too) on my forever team on White; she doesn't fight, but the field moves she learns happen to perfectly complement those of my beloved shiny Linoone... and her cry sounds nicer than her brother's, which stops being a minor thing when you have to listen to it every time you use Fly.
Back when Gen III came out and my favourite colour was blue instead, I liked Latios more (and he's sort of the underdog, IIRC?). He's still very much up there. Wish I had a decent one for the Battle Subway.
As of 11:30 this morning, exam season for me is officially half over! Ten days' break, another three days of Physics exams, and that'll be the end of my first year (apart from resits, of which I will certainly need at least one, but I don't care about them just yet). Hard to believe. Quite a lot of people are already finishing, but I'm not going to complain about having more revision time. And, um, time to do things other than revision. (I mentioned I got DVDs for my birthday, right? Then I went for a walk because it was my birthday and I can go for walks whenever the hell I want, and by sheer coincidence there happened to be a sale going on in the SU atrium on the same day, so I bought myself an Eddie Izzard DVD as well. They're all sitting up there on the shelf, staring.)
As for what happens next... well, I'd like to spend the rest of the weekend doing absolutely nothing productive at all. Maybe I'll make a musebox! For no reason, because I might as well just write fanfic, but that would be productive. In a sense.
If Eevee itself doesn't count (and it should! Look how fluffy it is!), then I'm torn between Jolteon and Espeon. Jolteon has the coolness factor and a tendency to kick all kinds of ass ingame, but Espeon... if you weren't really attached to it, you wouldn't have one, would you? Plus, Synchronise is neat. And Magic Bounce would be neater, if I had one. *completed that annoying minigame ages ago for one but the promotion expired before I could get wifi access, grumble grumble*