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MATESRATES *stabs ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) mparf*
I need to sell these three dresses. For you, my bestest friends on livejournal, I give a special discount. And, nstead of USD, the prices will be in AUD for you, saving you.....well, a bit <3 I need as much money as possible.
Seeing. No job. No allowance. No even borrowing from parents. All money in this household now goes to paying for this house(which we bought, hooray for no more renting places).
Exibit A: http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i242/Erafu/DSC01281Medium.jpg
Yeah, I'm sure all yo uegl'ers remember this one. $65.
Exibit B: Bodyline. http://www.cosmates.jp/shop/images/products/gothic225.jpg
$110. Infamous dress. You can't be rori unless you own one. Brand new with tags.
Godly Exibit: h.Naoto BLOOD. http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i242/Erafu/CIMG2016.jpg
$135. Brand new, with tags. The photo doesn't do it justice and makes it look plain-ish.
Please tell your friends? T__T
I really need t3h monies and to sell these as well.
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http://page18.auctions.yahoo.co.jp/jp/auction/w11127440
It would be amazing to wear to my end-of-year school concert. It would also be amazing to wear in general. Even if it is pink. It's only $110 AUD and has been like that for two days already T___T And only two bidders T___T I said I'd even take it as a Christmas present, but the parents still don't want to pay >.>
http://www.last.fm/music/Muse/+events
It would be amazing to go to the November 15 concert with all of my friends who are going.
www.JOB.now
It would be amazing to have. ;_; 'Allowance' isn't in the family dictionary.
Above all, I'd give up all those things and more if I could be able to sing ;_;
/emo
...sorry for the long absence. I moved houses and was lazy again.
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DO NOT JUDGE ME. I AM IN ANGST MODE, MMKAY?
OH GOD. NEW GIRL AT SCHOOL, FUCKING FULL OF HERSELF MENTALLY -AND- PHYSICALLY (YUMPOPS WILL KNOW WHO I MEAN, I THINK). THE CHICK....UH GOD. OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD. KILL IT WITH FIRE. LOADS OF FIRE.
Every chance she gets, heck even when there's no chance she just fucking interrupts important conversations, SHE TALKS ABOUT HOW 'GOOD' SHE IS AT EVERYTHING. WELL, HOW GOOD SHE 'USED' TO BE. OMFG. She won't shut the fuck up AT ALL. She doesn't get the hints(or she does, but continues anyways).
I dont care how fucking good you were at something. You arent good at it now, so what does it matter? It just shows that you cant maintain what you were good at or improve or you dont bother trying to be good at the things you claim to be good at. You dont know my lj and wont be reading this but Ill say this anyways: GET THE HELL OUT OF MY SCHOOL.
I am going -insane-. She won't leave me alone at all, because I was in charge of showing her around on her first day.
She claims that she can sense anything and everything emotional-related in a person. So why the hell doesn't she see that I. CANT. STAND. HER. AT. ALL.
She thinks her jokes are funny. She thinks she knows everything about every fucking language(this is where I got a laugh.):
Me: *writing stuff in Japanese*
Her: Oh hey, I didn't know you know Chinese. Or is that Japanese. the one with the three different styles of writing? *goes on for a long time throwing out obvious facts about Japanese but trying to make it look like what she's saying are secrets passed on through the ages or something*
Me: ......yeah. That's Japanese.
Her: Oh, cool! I speak Japanese! Did you know, Dakjinshimeter Mi means hug me? =D
Me: ....Da-what?
Her: *repeats it even worse this time*
Me: ....that's not Japanese.
Her: Uh...yeah it is, I would know.
Me: ....you seriously don't know what you're talking about, do you?
Her: Uh, yeah I do. You just don't know anything about the language.
Me: .........................................................ughhhhhhhhhh *walks away*
Oh, and later:
Her: Oh, I didn't know you speak Russian!
Me: Well, I did sorta say that I was born in Moscow and lived there for 6 years.
Her: That doesn't mean you speak Russian. Say something.
Me: *mentally banging head against brick wall* *says 'get the hell away from me' in Russian*
Her: Oh I knew it, you don't speak Russian =P! You liar! That's not Russian~
Me: OMFG *WALKS AWAY, MENTALLY BREAKS SKULL AGAINST BRICK WALL*
Ha. Best moment in my three years at the school: In art class(which she was put in cause she wanted to be with me in the class):
(we had to do a fruit using watercolours, one on wet paper and one on dry)
Me: *not trying at all, too tired and can't be bothered*
Narek: *comes by* Eh, not bad. I hate watercolours.
Me: Ugh, I just can't be bothered..
Narek: Yeah, I can tell. *looks at my picture again* Same, can't be stuffed.
Her(the annoying chick): Did you know, when I did painting in my school I was the bes-
Me(to Narek): So anyways, did you finish both already?
Narek: Nah, not yet. Gonna start on the second one soon.
Her(talking above what Narek's saying): Oh, people used to ask me for advice and stuff all the time, I was so good.
Me: .....-_-;
Narek: *walks away*
Her: Oh, look, you're doing it all wrong! Look at mine, I think it's really good, do it like this~*shows her picture, which isn't that good*
Me: If you haven't heard, I'm not trying today. I can't be -bothered- to try.
Her: Yeah, but still,
Me: I'm not trying. I don't care.
Her: If you just listen, I can make it so much bett-
Me: I SAID I'm not TRYING. I DON'T CARE. LEAVE ME ALONE ALREADY. You're new, you should learn ONE important thing before you try to 'help' - everyone in this school who's ever known me knows that if you tell me how to draw, it is like a death wish which no one dare ask for. So leave me alone. I DON'T appreciate your help. I don't NEED it. I don't care. DON'T tell me how to draw. GET THE HINT.
Her: Yeah, but if you just listen -
Me: STOP IT. You know NOTHING about it, so just drop it already. I don't need help in art. If you've ever seen my normal art, you'd know why. Until then, just shut up and leave me alone.
Her: Yeah, but I think -
Me: I DON'T CARE WHAT YOU THINK. GOD. You want to talk about 'best?' I'll -give- you best. In year 8, everyone used to praise me for my art. In year 9, it happened even more. Got it? Think about your place at this school and don't try to think you know everything after just one day here.
Her: *eyeroll* I know so much better, I'm just trying to make your picture look -good-.
Me: *ruins second picture on purpose* See this? This is good. Why? Because it's art. It has expression in it. It isn't just another lifeless and dead drawing made by someone who only knows how to make shapes look like shapes and not like art.
Her: No, I know so much better, blah blah.
Me: *move away from where I was sitting*
(The whole thing about my art in year 8 and 9 is exaggerated slightly, but I needed something to shut her up XP I'll be arrogant this one time though and say, my art would prolly be much better than hers. She needs to know her place.)
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AND THAT'S ONLY THE BEGINNING.
MUSIC. SHE FUCKS UP MUSIC AS WELL:
Fay: Man, I'm bored.
Me: Let's play Muse, eh?
Fay: Sure. You wanna sing?
Me: Cause I can totally sing 8D Yeah right. I can try. Go for Newborn, that's fairly easy I think.
Fay: *start playing the main part on piano*
The girl(let's call her...OMG-cant-do-her-hair-or-hygiene-or-anything-prolly-doesnt-even-wash-her-hair-more-than-once-per-week...or, Log, for short: When I was younger, I used to be able to sing really well. Everyone in the school kept fighting over which of their school bands or choirs I should go into ^___^
Fay: *twitch* I messed up. Let's start over.
Me: *twitch* Yeah, I missed my start as well.
Log: Oh! Man, it's so easy to sing for me! And I was so good, it was craaazy like downtown yo! *laughs at own joke*
Me and Fay: *turn to piano to hide our many eye twitches, start song over*
Log: *interrupts me just as I'm about to sing*
Fay: *quite noticeably trying to resist the urge to growl*
Me: Look, we're trying to play here. It's bad enough singing isn't a natural thing for me, I wasn't born able to control tones unlike the 'almighty' you. Have some respect, alright?
Log: Not natural? Pft, it's the easiest thing in the world! Since it's so easy, I'm great at it! =D
Me: ...it's different since you were born able to naturally control your tones.
Her: Tones? Huh? Well, whatever. You're just not trying at all~
Me: .......it's DIFFERENT. I was born UNABLE to SING PROPERLY. UNDERSTAND?
Her: ...uh no, it's the same for every person.
Me: *major twitch, turn around to Fay* Since this song is hard to play anyways, try Butterflies and Hurricanes.
Fay: Ugh, that one's got a key change at etc etc
Me and Fay: *continue discussion about it, now go into a more serious discussion on music theory.*
Log: *completely interrupts* Oh hey! I did music theory once, but I was so good that my teacher told me I dont need to continue it since I probably already understand even the hardest things!
Me and Fay: .....*MAJOR TWITCH TWITCH TWITCH*
Mundell(music teacher): *comes in, tells us she needs us to play Bohemian Rhapsody with the singers*
Me and Fay: *start playing*
Log: *gets a flute, attempts to read the music, fails horribly* Uh oh! I messed up on one note ^___^ *starts talking about how good she is, while everyone else is trying to PLAY AND SING*
Mundell: *minor twitch, stops playing piano part of song, turns to me* Don't interrupt the song please! We're trying to practice!
Me: ...*no point arguing as Mundell won't listen, nods*
Everyone: *plays/sings again*
Log: OOPSIE ^________^ HEEHEE
Me: *absolute major twitch, miss one note*
Mundell: *stops playing again, goes up to me, scolds me for 'not knowing how to read music'*
Me: Miss....I accidentally just missed one note. I know how to read music...
Mundell: *continues her lecture(she's called 'speech monster' for a reason -_-)*
Log: *giggling in the background because she finds it funny and doesn't understand the seriousness of us getting the song perfect THIS week*
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UGH.
Just yesterday:
Log: Hey, I hear you and Emma got in an argument over something. You're talking again, but like, what was the argument about?
Me: That's personal. We just disagreed on a few things and in the end stopped talking to each other.
Log: Oh? Tell me tell me ^___^
Me: No. I said it's personal.
Log: Awww, come on. I just want to know~
Me: Drop it.
Log: Then you're a liar.
Me: Excuse me?
Log: If you only tell one part of a story, that's lying.
Me: -_- explain.
Log: It's the same as lying. You're a liar. If you only say one part of something and not the other part, that's the same as telling a lie.
Me: No. If you made up the details and said things which weren't true, that's a lie. A lie is something which is not true to the person who speaks the lie. It is not something which is just a story that someone doesn't wish to tell you because they think you don't deserve to know or they want to keep it private.
Log: No, that's a lie.
Me: I'm getting tired of this.
Log: Of what? I just said one thing, it's not like I'm trying to force to to believe it. I'm just saying.
Me: You didn't just say 'one' thing. I'm also getting tired of you thinking you know better. I don't appreciate people telling me how to do art, at all.
Log: I didn't tell you how to draw though, I gave one small opinio-
Me: You were forcing it on me and you know it.
Log: I wasn't! Ugh, whatever! You just don't listen, and then you fire off at me!
Me: ...*ignores completely, mentally smashing the remains of my head against that brick wall*
There's more as well.
I'm not done ranting but I don't want to make this rant any long than its already incredibly long longness.
If Log says even one more thing about how good she is....oh god, I will let her have it so bad.
This is only 'significant' because I'm a very peaceful person about these things usually. It doesn't usually bother me, but if it does then I avoid it peacefully. But, little(or shall I say, big) Loggy dear has released a beast from inside of me 8D I don't think I've ever been tired of any one person this much before. 8D
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Quick thingo, sorry for shortness, shall update properly later.
I have 40+ almost brand new mangas(all with different volumes from the series, not complete series) in CHINESE. I'm not going to read them - I quit Chinese class last year because it was too easy and bloody boring because I didn't have a challenge, so yeah. I'd love to learn Chinese just to read these books(they're all in stacks next to my bed, and it makes me all sad to know I finally own loads of manga but I can't read them D:), except I don't have the time these days.
Anyone interested in buying, borrowing if you're in my city, or trading, let me know? I'll post on garagesalejapan and some other sites later, and yeah.
For sure, I know I have:
Naruto
One Piece
GTO
The Horror World of Junji
(something else, by the same author as the above Junji thing)
Boys!(or...that's what I'm guessing the title is?)
3 English/Chinese books - two for learning English conersation, one with short English stories/pieces and Chinese translations of each
Some other horror looking volume which I'll figure out the title of
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DONGS LOL
(EDIT: LOL. THE RESULTS SAY MY WRITING STYLE BASED ON THIS ENTRY IS INTELLECTUAL. AHA, WIN. SO NOT DELETING NOW.)
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So, Erafu, your LiveJournal reveals...
You are... 0% unique and 0% herdlike. When it comes to friends you are normal. In terms of the way you relate to people, you are keen to please. Your writing style (based on a recent public entry) is conventional.
Your overall weirdness is: 106(The average level of weirdness is: 27.
You are weirder than 99% of other LJers.)
Find out what your weirdness level is!
Stolen off of x_azriel_x's journal. Now I'm curious. Ignore my next entry/post if you catch it before I delete it, it's just to see if the quiz changes. ;D
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Greetings!
Please comment with feedback, whether negative or positive, in an appropriate manner(that means no flaming, yo D:) if you've bought from or sold something to me. Feedback questions are also allowed.
To make the page less bunched up, I won't be replying to any feedback. But, thanks to everyone who leaves it!
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CHASER'S WAR ON EVERYTHING(which I am addicted to, thanks to doona_chick). ANDREW. OH GOD.
I know you want extremer hair each episode but....EMO IS NOT THE WAY *CRIES* :'(
(whoa rant ahead desu. dont bother reading. basically angst.)
In other lands,
STRESS STRESS STRESS MUST DO SOMETHING WITH HANDS FINGERS LIMBS ANYTHING CANT SIT STILL.
SCHOOL EXAMS TUESDAY TO THURSDAY, 8 EXAMS, 90 MINUTES EACH. BIRTHDAY JUNE 18. MAC.ROBERTSON'S EXAM JUNE 18. WORK EXPERIENCE JUNE 18.
STRESS STRESS STRESS.
FRIEND IS MAD AT ME. SHE DUG HERSELF A HOLE AND CHANGED SO MUCH IN JUST A FEW WEEKS. SOME OF US ARE WORRIED ABOUT HER, YET SHE GETS MAD AT ME AND TRIES TO TURN IT AROUND ON ME BECAUSE SHE DOESNT WANT TO ADMIT THAT SHE'S STARTING TO FUCK UP YEAR 10(FOR THE SECOND TIME. SHE GOT HELD BACK LAST TIME FOR THE SAME REASONS).
GRAAAAAAAAAARHGHGOIEHLAJWOP MLCIP<CAjo w;kc9-091дшовщсьвш329гбксчйючвоачрышдцрчц
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GRAAAAAAH
I WANT TO JUMP OFF A BRIDGE.
STUDYING ALL NIGHT EVERY NIGHT.
HAVE A GREAT TUTOR, BUT IT IS HARD WORK.
WANT MONEY DESU FOR FOREIGN EXCHANGE ONEGAI KUDASAI SUSHI TOYOTA
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GRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH IS WHAT I WANT TO YELL OUT.
A LOT.
MY MIND IS WHOA WEIRD. TOO MUCH WORK.
MUST PREPARE FOR EXAMS.
MUST GET READY. MUST STUDY MORE.
IF I DONT GET INTO MACROB'S, I DONT GET A BIRTHDAY PRESENT, ESPECIALLY NOT THE GUITAR THAT MY DAD'S BEEN SAYING HE'LL GET, FOR TWO YEARS ALREADY.
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OH HAY, IM AN AUSTRALIAN NOW. GOTS MAH CITIZENSHIPZ YESTERDAY. DADDY CANCELLED THE RUSSIAN CITIZENSHIP CAUSE IT COSTS $2000 PER YEAR FOR THE WHOLE FAMILY. SO YEAH. NOW YOU CANT DEPORT ME, AS EITHER yumpops OR HER FRIEND SAID. I CANT REMEMBER WHICH ONE BECAUSE MY HEAD IS FILLED WITH FORMULAS FROM ALL THE MATH REVISION IVE BEEN DOING(SINCE MY TUTOR IS A MATH ONE ONLY).
OH HAY.
DOES ANYONE KNOW WHERE I CAN GET A QUICK BRUSH UP ON VOCABULARY(ENGLISH)? I AM STARTING TO LOSE MY WAY IN VOCAB.
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http://www.explosm.net/comics
WHUT?
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Sorry for totally neglecting my friends-list, yo ;__;
Reason: Exams in 2 weeks, work experience in 3. On my birthday, MacRobs(the girls school) is starting their two weeks in which you can take entrance exams to get in. That's the same day I start work experience. I know I can do it later in the week, but I really want to try the exam on my birthday, while all the stuff I've studied for my exams in my current school is fresh in my mind. Plus, birthday luck maybe? ;D
The entrance exam costs $100. I -have- to get in. Or my father will cut me up and sell my pieces of the Russian black market >.>;
If I get in, that drastically increases my chances of getting the Fender Strat guitar I've been eyeing for a while :D
The information night for the school is tomorrow.
BUT YEAH. THAT WAS LONG. ISH.
I feel like changing my layout.
Wish me luck in getting into MacRobs? ;___; I will be back in 3 weeks ;D (Doesn't mean I won't be on MSN or won't reply to stuff, though.)
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For reasons I don't feel like explaining just because that takes time to type, I had my phone and internet taken away for a week or so and had to survive without losing my mind :D. But now, I HAVE IT BACK.
Yesterday, went to a friend's birthday party. Everyone started playing SingStar, and I wanted to play oh so much but couldn't because I was too shy for once ;D. But, then when everyone was talking loudly I took one of the microphones and tried it, AND IT WASN'T THAT BAD ;D I haff slightly overcome my fear of singing in front of others. Even if it still sounds terrible and off-pitch(cause Singstar isn't harsh/strict enough). Then we decided to go to a skating rink thingo. There was this arcade section where people go to play games, and I went there in skates even though it probably wasn't allowed. On the right side were all the games. On the left, the corner of the room was infested with emos. D: So, me and a friend would come into the arcade every 15 minutes or so for 4 times or so and talk about razorblades really loudly. We succeeded in getting a few glares but nothing more. So, we waited a bit and then came back talking to each other quietly. After a while, I said loudly "THIS IS BORING, LET'S GO SKATE ON OUR RAZORBLADES" in reference to our rollerblades ;D Dunno if it did anything or not, since me and the friend decided to get outta there as quickly as we could before the sea of tears would flood the whole place. Or something. Blah blah blah. Unstructured paragraph. BLAH BLAH. And then we came back and I hogged Singstar. ;D
TODAY.
OH GOD.
HEEHEE.
Japanese festival in Box Hill. I went in a yukata, and so did Crystal('bestie', for lack of a better term, cause bestie sounds so ...uh...girly). Some ultra pretty eyeliner-wearing Japanese boy(one reason I love Box Hill - pretty Japanese boys ;D) had some eye-sexexexexex with me. <3 He was so pretty. *does creepy grunt-moan-thing*
At the festival, everything was great(even though the food was a bit...bad? Expensive and not too good). Kanga Kanga had a booth there and the owner recognized me =D All the magazines that are usually like $15 were JUST THREE DORRA($3). I got this manga magazine thingo that's about 700 pages....FOR JUST THUREE DORRA! And and.
Edit: There were quite a few girls in kimono/yukata, and even two guys in them toooooo. AND ZOMG. Two lolitas. Except. One didn't even have a petticoat, had cheap race, and was scary from all angles. And the other. Oh god. Oh dear. Uber short, pink, satin yukata. No petticoat. No attemps at hair stuffs (makeup either, I think). The only thing lolita about her were her white lacey socks and rori mana-sama shoes(which actually look cute together until you look way up at her mini mini yukata). I found her hilarious because when there was a yukata and kimono contest, she was the only one with a skirt length that wasn't AT THE ANKLES. OH DEAR. Like, you see all these cool girls in proper clothes, then her. And you just wanna boo her off the stage. Really. She just...ugh, ruined two fashions at once, one being traditional and she probably upset quite a few people there, and like. Yeah. Big edit ;D
And.
And.
There were these 3 hawt Japanese guys(aged around 18-21 I'm guessing? Old, eh D:) that were walking by us slowly, and one of them kept looking at our group(which was down to 4 Asians instead of the 20 we had at the beginning of the day, seeing it was almost time to leave). They were about to go out of sight but then stopped, chatted a bit, and one of them came up to us nervously:
Guy: H...hi?*does mini bow(IT WAS AWESOME, I LOVE JAPAN AND ITS CUSTOMS)* I am want to be your friend, is okay?
Everyone: =D! Of course! It's fine!
Guy: My name is Yoshi ^_^ I am dance instructor, have lived here for 2 months but will move again maybe to teach more.
Wing(one of the Cantonese guys in our group): *grinsmile* Boku wa Wing desu hahaha. Yoroshiku! ((I am Wing, hahaha. Nice to meet you! - in Japanese) <--- Being a smartass ,of course.)
Yoshi: Ahh! Hahaha!
Everyone else in our mini group: *introduces self in Japanese* XD
Yoshi: Ohoho! This is interesting!
His other two friends: *were laughing to themselves because they saw that Yoshi was totally slick and hitting it off with us, come up to us*
Guy standing in middle, between Yoshi and the other dude: You girls(*points to me and Crystal*) look so nice! *Looks at me* Where did you buy the yukata?
Me: *slower than my usual OMGWTFLOLOLIMSOFASTTALKINGOMGLUL talking speed so he'd understand* I borrowed it from my friend ^_^
Him(did I mention he's hawt?): Borrow? Ahhh, you look really cute! ^___^
Me: Thank you ^___^!
Him: Haha, so cute! *totally keeps looking at me for the rest of the time they're there*
Me: XDD
*random small talk between us all, eventually run out of stuff to talk about, say goodbye to each other without even getting any contact info(so much for being FRIENDS EH? WE WILL NEVER SEE EACH OTHER AGAIN ZOMG.)*
....my, Crystal, and another friend all ran around giggling about it forever and ever till we went to her house. Then we talked. Giggled some more. Serious talk. OMGGIGGLELUL. GIGGLEGIGGLE. Awkward silence. TEEHEEHEEEHEEEEEHEEEEEEEEGIGGLE.
AND YEAH. I've got so many deadlines to meet this week. Meaning, projects for school to turn in. Not some work or something, cause that's what it sounded like. AND. OMG. AFTER IT'S ALL IN, I'M FREE FROM HUGE AMOUNTS OF HOMEWORK, EHEEHEE, BECAUSE ALL WE HAVE IS EXAMS COMING UP IN 2 WEEKS AND AFTER THAT IS TWO WEEKS OF WORK EXPERIENCE(AT LAME KMART) AND AFTER THAT IS WINTER HOLIDAYS.
I'm so stressed and almost at the point of going insane. This weekend really helped, so now I can better tackle the three projects I wasn't told about until like last minute(seeing I was gone for almost two weeks because of illness a week or so back, and my teachers and classmates didn't even mention the projects .___.)
AHAHAHAHA CRYSTAL EVEN IF YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW MY LIVEJOURNAL I'D JUST LIKE TO SAY, YOU MAY BE ASIAN AND OBVIOUSLY WAY MORE ASIAN THAN ME, BUT YOUR MOTHER SAID I LOOK WAY MORE JAPANESE AND COULD EASILY PASS FOR A HALFCAST. AND I GOT COMPLIMENTED AND CHECKED OUT BY *TWO* JAPS IN ONE DAY. THAT'S TWO MORE THAN YOU. HENCE, I WIN OUR LITTLE WANNABEE, CRAZY FANGIRL THING. HARHARHAR. HARHARHAR.
....I'm a loser .___.;
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Thursday, I had a note to get me out of doing P.E. because I was still sick. I gave the note to the teacher waaaay too early during the day, because if I had known they were doing TENNIS, I would have just thrown the note away D: I wasn't allowed to do tennis cause of that note. ME LUFF TENNIS. Partly cause I'm one of the high up tennis players in the class seeing I had lots of prior experience XD But yeah, I love it, and whenever the teacher wasn't looking I'd grab a racket, run on a friend's court, and play for a bit. When the teacher -was- looking, I'd just spend time putting lots of leafy stick and small branches and stuff onto the tennis racket holder thing and make it look as if a tree had....done thing to it >.>
Before everyone started their games, I got this lame idea from a friend to just start saying the lamest pickup lines to everyone. Narek's response winz :
Me: HAY NAREK :D
Narek: ..whut?
Me: Did it hurt?
Narek: Uh..what?
Me: When you fell down from Heaven ;D
Narek: ...*pretends not to care, walks away for a bit, bursts into hysterics*
And yeah.
Oh. I'm surprised how easy it is to get a license for a motorbike or motorcycle. Srsly. I was looking out the window of a bus I was on one day, and I saw so many motorcyclists on the road. It really made me want one of the to get in an accident, just so I could ask, "Was it worth your arm? Was it worth your leg?"
YEAH.
Whenever I'm away from LJ but I want to update, I think of all these cool clever things to put in my entries. Then I get to a computer, open up a new post thingo, and forget everything. Instead of coolness, just ramblings come out.
RANDOM EGO BOOST AND ESPECIALLY FOR NIC: http://community.livejournal.com/egl/8980224.html#cutid1
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I saw it coming, I totally saw it coming. One day of bliss and joy, and then the blow. It -always- happens to me for some reason.
About an hour after I get to the lolita meet today, I get a call from mom, saying my dad got in some car accident.
Basically, he was riding on some big road and the car in front of him jerked to a stop because the light at the crossing suddenly changed to red. Dad didn't have time to react, and so he couldn't brake on his motorbike. Ended up slamming sorta sideways into the back of the car and destroying parts of it. Everyone in the car was unhurt, can't say the same for my dad. Apparently he was driven off to the hospital in an ambulance.
Mom just got back from the hospital(they literally booted her out because it was 11pm already). Says at first they thought all he had was a minor injury and could go home in a few hours, but it turns out now that one side of the handle had collided with my dad's side or dug into his stomach or something, when it all happened, and they don't know what else is wrong. Internal bleeding, vomiting, and trouble breathing is all they can tell. So much for being a good hospital. Even a 10 year old can tell that these days, why not tell us something we wouldn't know about his condition -_-;
What's even worse is that his phone was either lost during the little collision, or someone from the crowd that went to help him must've snatched it. His phone is like...#2 tool next to the #1 laptop, seeing a huge load of important details is stored on both.
-_- First my cat with the constant sickness and whatever he had(the vet couldn't tell for sure, heh). Then me with my ultimate sickness of doom(the doctor told me it was a 'borderline cold' and nothing to worry about and all that crap, double heh). Now, dad's in the hospital(and the people there can't even tell what's going on with him, heh. heh. heh.).
Way to go, Australia. You're so amazing when it comes to health and all that jazz. Mindblowing, mate.
EDIT: Oh, he just got back from the hospital. Doesn't mean you're off the hook, Australia >.> They still don't know what was/is wrong, but they're suprised he can walk so the hospital just gave him pills and sent him home. O__o
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CONGRATULATE ME, FOR I HAVE MY VOICE ONCE MORE. (and also for updating this journal)
I was really sick before and yeah. I sounded like some man that was stabbed in the throat. Repeatedly. I couldn't taste anything I ate(I couldn't even eat until just a few days ago because it hurt to swallow food). Etc.
I'm going to a lolita meet tomorrow with my Wife who has never ever before worn lolita :D.
My neighbour, the musician, bought a book about how to run a school and decided to open up a music/design technology college just a few months back. Rented out some small place for about $100,000. Today was the grand opening. The theater/auditorium is pretty tiny (only seats 120 people) but amazing. Everything else is great. There's about 8 courses available and I already know which ones I want(General Music, Music Industry and Business, and Audio Engineering). Their total would be $28,000 for a year when I do attend after I finish school in 2 and 1/2 years, but since my dad is buddies with the headmaster(le neighbour) and the guy is also our landlord, basically:
Headmaster: *pulls us aside during one of the tours* So, whaddaya think? :D
Me: ^_^_^_^_^_^_^_^_^
Dad: It seems like my son's interested in the graphics/design stuff here, and he's finishing school this year so this college is a definite possibility and he does seem to want to go here. :)
Me: .......
Headmaster: *Turns to me* And I know you of course would want to do music, right?
Me: ^_^_^_^_^_^_^_^_^_^_^_^_^_^_^_^_^_^_^_^_^
Headmaster: *lowers voice so no one else going on tours through the college will hear him* When you're ready, if you do decide to attend here, it'll be great. Just between you and me, we'll work something out with the pricing, mmkay? So don't worry if the costs might be high, I've got you and your brother covered ;D
Me: ^_^_^_^_^_^_^_^_^_^_^_^_^_^_^_^_^_^_^_^_^_^_^_^_^_^_^_^^^^^^^^^^_______________^^^^^^^^^^
Benefits of the courses I want and the college:
-Nice studios
-Small college, so easier for teachers to focus on the class and students
-Free instrumental lessons in one instrument with a private instructor. Pay extra if I want more than one instrument.
-Though they won't be as brand new in 2010 when I go there, they bought some pretty damn awesome guitars and drum kits for the opening of the college, which will be used by students.
-My dad's buddies with the headmaster ;D
-For one course, you get to go on tour. ON TOUR. It's a requirement, for one of the prac parts of the course or something.
-You're allowed to take subjects from other courses if you only want one subject from there, but you won't get any huge important diplomas or whatever for it. The important part is the skills you get out of it....Though, you do get a cool gold certificate. XD
-Lots of companies want to sponsor the college or help it or something. Whatever it is, the college gets lots of free equipment and stuff <3
Downside of today:
-While half the guys that showed up are good perving material( ;D ), once you start looking around you get scared off by the girls who also went on the college tours. They were like....greasy emo chicks and....ugh. D: They make the college look like some emo resort.
-One of the chicks wouldn't shut up about how she was ZOMG, A SINGER! Every time she asked a question, she'd add to the beginning of each sentence, "I'm a singer, so..". And all of the question were stuff that WASN'T EVEN RELATED TO SINGING. INOEFLEIBGIFBUIEBKADBGIABLIABILBKABAKUBWKABDKUBAKUWHAWH. IF YOU WANT PEOPLE TO KNOW YOU'RE A SINGER SO MUCH, WHY NOT JUST SING THE DAMN QUESTIONS. ARGH.
BUT YEAH.
Do point out if I'm leading myself down some scary dark hole, because I do not know a bajillion things about college and stuff so I might be showing my dumb side yet again ;D
BUT YEAH. Now I'm not freaking out so much about OMG WUT AM I GUNA DO WEN IM LIEK...NOT IN SKULZ N E MOAR?////? I've got a goal now, I know what I'll be doing and that all I have left is 2 and 1/2 years old high school/secondary school left to go through before this college. Money's gonna be less of a problem.
And I found out that there wasn't much math homework assigned while I was gone(usually, math takes up the most time of all my homework and we're given it every night). I've done most of my English homework with ease, not much left to do. We don't get homework for Geography. Science is only once a week and they had an excursion(LULZ, IN AMEREEKAH WE CALL IT AN FIELD TRIP) when I was gone, so noooo homework.
When I came by my school Friday afterschool to get some books from my locker for the homework I missed, everyone was jumping on me and wondering why the Hell I haven't been at school since last Friday. ;D
And just a few days back, I was freaking out about having an overload of homework and how people prolly won't notice too much if I was gone and that only the select few would miss me, and how I don't know what to do in the future, or what my goal will be, or what I'll do about college.
Now, it all seems clear ;D
BUT YEAH.
ANYWAYS. I haven't had much time(or energy) to check everyone's journals(but I've tried to read as many as I could), SORRY ONCE AGAIN FOR THE BILLIONTH TIME IF I DON'T COMMENT, BUT I STILL LOVE YOU ALLLLLLL <3
Oh, and yeah. Pics. I need to post pics. Because, I need to find out what to cosplay for Manifest. One day lolita, one day the cheerleader-group-thing with Ryo and gang, and one day I HAVE NO IDEA AND NEED YOUR HELP.
Hence, in a few minutes this post will be edited to have a pic or two <3
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My week was the spawn of Satan <3
-My mid-semester report card came. Honestly, I knew it wouldn't be perfect like usual(boosting my ego) because I missed out on a few classes due to music, but I did expect it to still be above average seeing I worked my ass off and completed EVERYTHING that was asked of me, and almost all of the time it was turned in on time. HAHAHA, HOW WRONG WAS I? The report is utter crap. For the three classes which I worked hard in and was told by the teachers that my work was all complete, fine, handed in, and nothing to worry about, THE REPORT SAID I ONLY DO MY WORK 'SOMETIMES'. WTF?
For the 2 classes which I hardly tried in, which aren't my stronger points, and which I hate, I GOT PERFECT MARKS. WTF.
And and. For English, in which the teacher praises my vocabulary and 'writing ability', I GOT THE LOWEST MARKS EVAR. MOST OF THEM WERE IN THE MIDDLES/ 'SATISFACTORY'/ 'DOES WORK SOMETIMES', except the 'usually uses classtime efficiently' one. I HAVE TO GO TO MY FIRST EVER PARENT/TEACHER INTERVIEW. WTFFFFFFFFFF.
(Honestly, I'm scared. I love my English teacher, and I wanna find out what the hell went wrong, but gah .____.)
-My cat, who was very sick(for the first time) before and was taken to the vet only to be given a few small pills and a huge bill($240 for a checkup and for them to keep him there for half a day D:), was sick again. He threw up last night, twice. And, GRUESOME DETAIL: He had diarrhea as well, for the first time too. D:
-I've been gaining weight(my waist went from 23.5" to 26" .___.), and as much as I don't really mind too much about the little bit of extra weight, I don't want to keep gaining more and more. But, I've been developing such bad eating habits lately, like craving more food than I can eat and even food that I don't like.
-Ever been in a mood where, for no reason whatsoever, you feel as if you did something really terrible and feel extremely guilty and depressed? I've been feeling like that a lot lately .___.
BUT. THERE IS HOPE?
Me: Hay, can I get an electric guitar for my birthday? You promised me at New Years that I'd get one.
Mom: Why? You have that acoustic guitar of yours just standing on its stand, and I rarely see you playing it. Why get an electric?
Me: ;___; I -do- play it, you just never notice. Besides, I'd play more if I actually had more music to play. And and, I can't improve without music either.
Mom: Go look for it on the internet, pft.
Me: It isn't the same. Those are written mostly by other people, not official tabs by the bands, plus they're written in a tab style, and are really crappy and confusing. If I had books, they'd have melody, chords, tab, sheet music, maybe backing piano as well.
Mom: ....And?
Me: Obviously, I can't buy them. But, I've sent you links to some books on Amazon.com cause they're like $30 cheaper than the books here. ^__________________________________________^
Mom: ...
-----30 minutes ago-----
Mom: There. Happy? >=\
Me: Huhwhut?
Mom: I got you some.
Me: O___O SRSLY? WHICH ONES?
Mom: >___> Some Chilli Pepper books and some Mule or Moose or something.
Me: MUSE? MUSE? YOU GOT THE MUSE ONES? WHICH ONES?!!
Mom: <______< Some short title Moose one. It didn't have the full name. Yellow cover I think.
Me: OMG ORIGIN OF SYMMETRY.
Mom: ....whatever. Some orange cover one.
Me: CALIFORNICATION? I dun like that album too too much, BUT OMG ^___^
Mom: Uh huh. Some arcade or something...
Me: STADIUM ARCADIUM? All the choruses and songs in general sound sorta the same, but I like em ^_______^ AND OMG, THAT ONE HAS EXTRA CD'S WITH IT. OMG OMG OMG.
Mom: .......<_____> And something else.
Me: Chilli Peppers? Muse?
Mom: Peppers.
Me: GREATEST HITS?
Mom: Whatever.
Me: ^____________________^
Mom: You better be as famous as Cher in a few months, or else I'm never buying you books again.
Me: ^______________________________________________________________________________________^
I'm disappointed that she got more Red Hot Chilli Peppers than Muse(mostly cause she didn't know who the heck 'Moose' were), BUT YEY ^________________________________________________________________________________________^
....my eyes are really irritated(probably cause I might've accidentally put in my contacts before washing my hands one day and prolly cause some minor eye stabbing ...thing. So, I had to write this post with like...closing my eyes at least a fourth of the time cause it hurts, but it's all good ;D
Gives me an excuse not to do my math and Japanese homework ;D (CAUSE THOSE BASTARD ASSIGN HOMEWORK ON THE HOLIDAYS >=( )
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I was talking to charmmy_loli just now, and I remembered that I've been neglecting LJ and most of the internet aside from the usual raw(meaning untranslated and still in the original language) Japanese manga scans for studying (and pretty pictures >.>) and only communicating through the egl community or MSN. D:
Not much happened really:
-My cat was really sick/in pain for the first time ever, and it made me freak out so much ._____.
-I do 'Peer Support' for school, meaning I help out the new younger students settle into the 'secondary school environment', and I went on their camp, along with yumpops, for 3 days. It pretty much sucked =D
-Stuff. Mental blank here D:
-Oh. And once again my mother is FORCING RELIGION DOWN MY THROAT. She tried to make me celebrate the joys of Easter .___. I mean, don't get me wrong - I love Easter and all the other holidays in the world. But, it doesn't mean I should be forced to follow the rules of each holiday (she says that during Russian Easter, I'm not allowed to wash any of my clothing or myself for FIVE DAYS STRAIGHT).
-I still don't haven't found a place to do work experience at. >__O. Help?
-THIS JOURNAL NEEDS MORE PHOTOS. So. Sometime this week I'll do a pic dump of lots of random photos. I dunno, I'm just in the mood for it. And then I'll work on reviving this journal to what it was before my brain started slowly melting from all the silly schoolwork and pressure.
One last thing. Kingdom Hearts 2, the normal ending: OMG OMG OMG RIKU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! But. Too short ;___; I love it how the ending is coming up, right before it is this video that sorta leads up to it, and and the whole time it makes you think 'here it comes, here it comes!' and when it does the graphics suddenly become all REALLY REALLY nice like in the secret ending of Kingdom Hearts 1(I don't know if the normal ending is good or not, haven't tried to get it). BUT BUT. IT'S TOO SHORT. AND RIKU. THEY THEY...THEY MADE HIM SO....I CAN'T EVEN SAY IT! *FAINTS DRAMATICALLY*
Though, when the pretty graphics roll in, Riku wins above all else. <3
THIS ENTRY HAS NO STRUCTURE. HAR HAR HAR.
Man.
It's like. I only use this LJ to rant and let out frustrations and complain using terribly structured sentences, while I see everyone else puts so much more effort into their journals, and I'm just too lazy to do that nowadays.
SORRY EVERYONE FOR NOT READING YOUR ENTRIES, I'VE BEEN SO BUSY I DIDN'T HAVE MUCH TIME. I hope I didn't miss anything exciting aside from Annie's birthday( HAPPY BIRTHDAY XO!!!!!!!!) and Moitie skirt and Siera's stuck-in-a-lift photopost(I didn't have time to sift through everyone's journals fully yet D:).
....I should be asleep.
OH YEAH, BY THE WAY, DID I TELL YOU HOW AWESOME RIKU IS? IT'S THE HAIR. I swear, IT'S THE HAIR. Cause otherwise, he's just another angsty character with hair that covers his eyes but never seems to obscure his perfect vision or move out of the way. Aside from the ending in Kingdom Hearts 2. OH. AND AND. Oh god, someone tell me to shut up. BUT. Sora sings. Like a retard. BUT HE SINGS. HARHARHAR!
OH
BUT
MOST IMPORTANT.
AXEL.
AXEL AXEL AXEL AXEL.
AX-FRICKIN-EL. ;D
Sorry f-list for making such a fangirly and dumb entry. I APOLOGIZE IN THE FORM OF CAPS LOCK LOVE *LOVELOVELOVE*
...............Must've been something in the food. -____-
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