bliumchik | The Land of Twist.

Mel, Diana says MST is on this website: www.thehexfiles.net

She also says the last stimulus on the English 2U exam reminded her of this: http://www.fictionalley.org/authors/marysia/TMWB.html

I did that one! It was "It's just a stage I'm going through." And I did something I rarely do (mostly because I spend too much time on fanfiction, and there are absolutely no really good girlpairings in my fandoms) and wrote femslash. The prompt was really asking for it.

The exam in general was the awesome. It was exactly what I needed to patch up my confidence after the utter disaster that was Modern History. And tomorrow is Legal studies, for which I'm not prepared but heck, it won't take much - half the marks are for multiple choice!

Today I made another foray into the Wonderful World of WoopWoop. This time I ventured into Creepy Tree Country for a dealing with stress course thing my mum signed me up for in St Leonards. More specifically, at the Royal North Shore Hospital, although I gather it's actually run by people from UTS. Whatever.

Anyway, I'm just mentioning it for prospective visitors of RNS - the place is CREEPY AS ALL HELL. I took the train with Shirley, who lives across the road from it and claims that it puts her in mind of biochemical factories and concentration camps, a la V for Vendetta. It is a bit of an imposing collection of tall brick buildings, and has these completely random chimneys, one of which is HUGE and brick and looks like a wizards tower where people fight magical duels and things. Also, I got hopelessly lost and ended up in a rainforest. I walked through an overgrown gate (there were no people in sight, nor cars) and came across - what do you think but a playground. One of the old wooden ones you never see that basically just consists of a cubby house and a peeling slide. There was no sound except for birds. It was a complete dead end - it didn't lead anywhere.

I ran away. Well, I sort of wandered until I startled some old guy who directed me through some claustrophobic white-washed corridors with out of order signs on the bathrooms until I came out somewhere I recognised from last week, and from there found the place quite easily.

Still, a place that manages to look like a sciffy military base with a random bit of fantasy slapped on, has a rainforest in its backyard with the kind of playground that makes you think of gingerbread, and corridors inside that would make a nice set for a lunatic asylum horror film, definitely comes under the heading of Creepy.

Also, the clouds were ominous today.