I love the weekends. If anyone starts quoting Rebecca Black's "Friday," I will stab you, and no jury will convict me. I am seriously tired of that song.
*Ahem.*
So, not really doing anything this weekend, mainly laying around and watching some movies.
Speaking of movies, is anyone seeing Insidious? I kinda want to, because being terrified to turn out the lights is always a good time :D
I'll need someone to cling to and crap my pants with, anyone wanna go with me? You can even pay.
Not much else to say...turned out I couldn't have my party the day I had planned on, so I'm still looking for a good time for everyone.
That's supposed to be a tumbleweed in the background. Please excuse my crappy mouse drawing.
Saturday, April 2, 2011
Sunday, March 20, 2011
Geekery and birthdays
There was a small anime convention today, which my sister and I went to. Wasn't that big or great, but I got some frackin' awesome stuff!
My favorites by far were the Konata and L plushies. I squee'd muchlies.
I also got a Suzumiya Haruhi keychain, pretty great :D
I also found a new soda called Ramune, and IT IS AMAZING. I also had a bag of cotton candy, so at the moment my blood is at least 80% caffeine.
I feel fine! I feel great! Everything is purple now!
*Ahem*
It just sucks that I couldn't go there in cosplay, the only thing stopping me is the small fact that I don't exactly have any of it yet.
I'm getting the wig and outfit for my birthday, and I can easily find some shoes and socks to go with it.
Speaking of birthdays, mine is soon! The 25th. Mark your calendars.
My favorites by far were the Konata and L plushies. I squee'd muchlies.
I also got a Suzumiya Haruhi keychain, pretty great :D
I also found a new soda called Ramune, and IT IS AMAZING. I also had a bag of cotton candy, so at the moment my blood is at least 80% caffeine.
I feel fine! I feel great! Everything is purple now!
*Ahem*
It just sucks that I couldn't go there in cosplay, the only thing stopping me is the small fact that I don't exactly have any of it yet.
I'm getting the wig and outfit for my birthday, and I can easily find some shoes and socks to go with it.
Speaking of birthdays, mine is soon! The 25th. Mark your calendars.
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
Gratitude in blog form
Just wanted to thank everyone for the amazing comments, messages, texts, and hugs. All of you rock :')
I've had a lot of problems, and they still get to me, but everyone has been amazing and I'm glad I was able to make some people think.
So as long as I'm anti-bullying posterchild for the day...
I don't want to sound emo, or like I'm not extremely lucky, but I know how bullying can affect people, through the rest of their lives. I know what it's like to cry at night and have issues with talking to people and making friends even years later, just because of some stupid rumors and how much they made you hate yourself and believe they were true.
Every time I talk to someone, even close friends and people I know are awesome, I feel like they'll hate me and think I'm stupid if I say the wrong thing or act the wrong way.
And the thing is, I know a lot of other people feel like that too, because of comments made that really hurt, whether the person knows they're doing it or not. I'm willing to bet everyone has at some point.
I'm not saying everyone is a horrible person, or the world sucks, or anything like that. I'm just saying that sometimes people don't think about how offhand comments rumors can hurt people as much as they do.
So next time you say something mean or start a rumor, just think about how much it would suck if that was said about you, and what it would feel like if you had to take that.
Do it for yourself, for the people you care about, and for everyone who bullying has hurt.
I've had a lot of problems, and they still get to me, but everyone has been amazing and I'm glad I was able to make some people think.
So as long as I'm anti-bullying posterchild for the day...
I don't want to sound emo, or like I'm not extremely lucky, but I know how bullying can affect people, through the rest of their lives. I know what it's like to cry at night and have issues with talking to people and making friends even years later, just because of some stupid rumors and how much they made you hate yourself and believe they were true.
Every time I talk to someone, even close friends and people I know are awesome, I feel like they'll hate me and think I'm stupid if I say the wrong thing or act the wrong way.
And the thing is, I know a lot of other people feel like that too, because of comments made that really hurt, whether the person knows they're doing it or not. I'm willing to bet everyone has at some point.
I'm not saying everyone is a horrible person, or the world sucks, or anything like that. I'm just saying that sometimes people don't think about how offhand comments rumors can hurt people as much as they do.
So next time you say something mean or start a rumor, just think about how much it would suck if that was said about you, and what it would feel like if you had to take that.
Do it for yourself, for the people you care about, and for everyone who bullying has hurt.
Sunday, February 27, 2011
Calling all geeks!
Anime North is coming up in May, and I WILL go. Don't have plans with anyone yet, but I will flap my arms and fly there if I have to.
I'm too lazy to color this. It's a bird! It's a plane! It's a cosplayer!
Speaking of cosplaying, I'm probably going to go as Miyuki from Lucky Star. I found a cheap costume, and a wig for less than $10. w00t.
But if I get lazy, I can just put together a sweet loli outfit...
Notice how not cosplaying isn't even an option.
I'm too lazy to color this. It's a bird! It's a plane! It's a cosplayer!
Speaking of cosplaying, I'm probably going to go as Miyuki from Lucky Star. I found a cheap costume, and a wig for less than $10. w00t.
But if I get lazy, I can just put together a sweet loli outfit...
Notice how not cosplaying isn't even an option.
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
How to be a hipster
Step 1. Wear only clothes from American Apparel or the thrift store, if ironic enough.
Bad:
Bad:
Good:
Step 2. Only listen to music no one's ever heard of
Acting like a snob about it is also a requirement.
Step 3. Have a general air of disdain for fellow man.
You're not a good hipster if you don't act aloof and impatient with everyone you meet.
Step 4. Have a blog.
Doesn't matter what it's about, or if anyone reads it, just have one. Also use ellipses frequently....
To be truly underground, follow this blog. It's so obscure, no one even reads it!
*Ahem* Yes, well.
I also rather like this video.
One last thing to remember: finishing blog posts is SO mainstr
Friday, February 11, 2011
Valentine Update
Just wanted to let you know I changed the picture a little, because I didn't have time to do all of it earlier.
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
Vital Organ Valentine
Well, Valentine's Day is coming up, and since I'm single I thought I'd ruin it for everyone else too.
I've always noticed that heart shapes are not shaped remotely like actual hearts. I know there's a lot of history behind why hearts symbolize love and emotion, but who decided that the actual shape of a heart wasn't good enough, so drew a weird lumpy thing and said that's what a heart looked like?
What could be more romantic than literally removing a vital organ from your body and presenting it to the object of your affection? None of this cards crap.
So every time I see heart-shaped chocolates, or those little Necco pieces of awesomeness, I'm reminded of my lifelong confusion at the hands of a naked baby with a bow and arrow. So then I eat the candy. Because, well, it's candy.
I've always noticed that heart shapes are not shaped remotely like actual hearts. I know there's a lot of history behind why hearts symbolize love and emotion, but who decided that the actual shape of a heart wasn't good enough, so drew a weird lumpy thing and said that's what a heart looked like?
What could be more romantic than literally removing a vital organ from your body and presenting it to the object of your affection? None of this cards crap.
So every time I see heart-shaped chocolates, or those little Necco pieces of awesomeness, I'm reminded of my lifelong confusion at the hands of a naked baby with a bow and arrow. So then I eat the candy. Because, well, it's candy.
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