LAWDY

KAELA YOUR DREAM MADE ME LAUGH MY FUCKING ASS OFF

:D

Finally, after four years, I am dressing and living the lifesstyle I have wanted. I never expected to go back to it and have it bring me this much happiness. I love it. C:

YAY BEING A RECLUSE

I haven't seen people that I don't live with in what seems like too long. It's probably not long by normal standards, but to me it seems like I haven't been out with friends in months, or even talked to them on the phone of on AIM or MSN. Rori has made me a recluse ;__; all I do now is look at job applications (I have two filled out now for LVAC and Yogurtland) and I've been working on a lolita inspiration board. Hopefully it will inspire me to get a job quicker and save up for my 3 holy grail dresses. (Milky Planet ribbon JSK in sax, Sugary Carnival OP in pink, and Jewelry Jelly JSK- the unshirred one, in lavender.) Last night I was talking to James about Jewelry Jelly and he said he'd get it for me for christmas along with the socks and headbow. :3

Somehow I feel like the upcoming AV will be less exciting than the last ones have been. Firstly there's the pre-order situation, where you can't order 3-day passes online. Seriously, AV? Even if you got scammed or something, it's supposed to be a professional convention, and telling all of your guests that you can only mail in orders for passes is just stupid. Now we have to get to the con super early in order to get a decent spot in line. If I get to ALA this year I hope I can cosplay Patchouli in time.

James and I spent three days at my grandma's house cat and house sitting for her, since there have been break-ins in her neighborhood. Gracie, her cat that was born on my mom's kitchen floor when I was about one or two years old, actually let me pet her, probably for the first time in my life. She's so super old and feeble now. :c

Yep. I have nothing else to say 'cept that I feel like a freaking recluse now.

fucking dreams, how do they work

Usually I don't post my dreams to my blog because they're all really weird, but this one I had last night actually scared the shit out of me near the end.

The government had approved a medical facility somewhere in the desert known as the "Yellowjacket Corporation". Apparently, they had cameras planted on almost every lightpost in the United States and had a complex series of underground traps and tunnels built, and they constantly had troops patrolling the streets in disguise. When someone was injured in public, it could be anything form breaking a leg to just cutting your finger on a steak knife, the agents would approach you if you were in a crowded place and you would be asked to go with them. If you were alone, it triggered one of their traps and you wre thrown down into the tunnels that would guide you to the Yellowjacket facility without anyone knowing what happened to you.

In the facility all of your clothes would be burned, along with any identification and money you had. You would be given a white tarp-like thing to wear and you would be strapped down to a white table in a small square cubicle in one of two huge warehouses where thousands of people were kept strapped down. The cubicles were in short rows and at the end of each row an industrial-strength fan was on it's highest setting. The doors to the cublices were covered with thin white tarps, but the fans were on so that all of the people who were awake would be able to look through the flapping tarps at all of the other rows and rows of people who were also strapped down and unable to do anything. It was in this room that surgeons and doctors made their rounds dressing each new patient's wounds.

At night they would undo the straps one by one and let all of the people into four designated recreation rooms for each section of the warehouse. In the recration rooms there were things like couches, televisions, and tables with magazines. These rooms also led to the bunks where the people would sleep. After a day of being strapped to the table, some of the people wouldn't even move when the straps were taken off and would just fall asleep on the table. All of the others who went into the recreation rooms would discuss what the Yellowjacket Corporation was doing and why the government allowed them to have all of these people kept like this. There was no lunch, but a liquified breakfast and dinner fed through tubes every day on the operating table, and there were showers once a week in a huge shower room. Most of the people captured were men, and a few women, but no children. Even though some of the people with minor injuries made full recoveries, no-one who came in was allowed to leave. They just kept bringing more people in.

For some reason James and I were both taken in. There were other people from our school in the same warehouse, and they all seemed fine. The workers, who were identified by wearing yellow jacket-type tarps over their clothes, allowed us to hang out in the stair room we used to get from the cubicle warehouse to the recreation room, becuase it was getting overcrowded. We were talking about trying to escape. An old guy said that he escaped, but the police arrested him when he want back to his house, and he was brought back to the Yellowjacket facility.
Somehow, Jake had been thrown into the same area that we were in, and right before the released all of us into the shower room, he started making a speech that he wrote purely to get all of the people wound up and in a fighting kind of mood. I remember he said something about "never going out drinking alone" and "making sure to vote nixon into office". For some reason this caused all of the people around us to riot and overtake the guards, and we ripped their jackets off. We all got out of the facility and broke through the front gate. Somehow we all ended up going to the same shopping mall, and they supplied us with regular clothes. I was standing in a gift shop with James when suddenly the guards started saying they were making multiple arrests. They were taking everyone back, and we all got put in a big truck after being handcuffed. They drove us back to the Yellowjacket lab and burned all the new clothes and strapped us back onto the tables. I remember having the horrible realization that no matter what we did or how far we got, the Yellowjackets had cameras and traps everywhere, and that no matter what we did, we would always be thrown back to the lab, because the government and the police force were all in on what Yellowjacket was doing, and we would just be imprisoned there forever.

It was creepy. I woke up at 5 AM.

TO KAELA.

Omg. I feel like I'm in the same boat as you when it comes to the beach. :c

Literally everyone I know has somehow gone to California this summer, or the beach, or on a big vacation. It seems like everyone else has been to come glamourous area or a huge event or visiting friends out there, and in turn it seems really boring here. I really don't have anything to do aside from just sit on the computer all day and co-ordinate different outfits and have nowhere to wear them. I actually got a purple cardigan a little while ago and I was thinking "Omg, the color is exactly like the one Kaela used to have :D"

And about the pulling your eyelashes out, have you tried putting fake lashes on? I've been getting into them, and not only do they make your eyes look huuuuge and really cute, but I constantly have a habit of rubbing my index finger upward on my eyelashes when I'm wearing mascara, and it sort of rubs off. So with fake lashes, nothin happens to them and you just soak them in water at he end of the day to get any makeup that's rubbed off on them off. c:

Aaaanyway. A few days ago my mom drove James and I near Jean and onto the road you use to go the Sandy Valley to watch the meteor shower. My camera battery died during the event so I didn't catch any on film, but they were really amazing, especially the big ones, they had really long tails. Today we went to Sunset Station to say our final goodbye to Xoli at the buffet, since he's moving to Irvine. It was just like our old mall days. I've also been helping James learn Russian for an extra-credit class. I enrolled in CSN for the upcoming semester, and I'm probably only going to take English and Russian when everyone else goes back to school, because then I'll have a job to worry about.

Also after seeing Inception I feel the need to make myself a totem, so I'm probably going to modify the pink hairclip that I have with clay and give it specific weight or a compartment or something. Also I'm totally working on my TF fanmix. Wow I'm lame.

fucking roaches.

A roach just climbed up the floor and the bed and I backed up and spilled James' glass of milk all over the floor. I hate you Mr. Cockroach. :c

Anyway, the main reason I'm posting this- KAELA I'M SO FREAKING GLAD YOU STARTED BLOGGING AGAIN. :D It seemed like I was the only person using blogger for a long while. We should chat more often... And I still don't know if you're going to be able to get to AV this year.



On a side note, I dumped a bunch of pictures on Flickr. It's all on: this set..

patchy patchy

Since I've been in like... Some kind of ULTRA TOUHOU RAPE EVERY GAME I HAVE mood, for some reason I don't feel like cosplaying Aya right now. She's expensive, and Shoot the Bullet is probably the most enraging thing since I watched my sister play Bayonetta for an hour. It's seriously fucking hard. So out of that rage and out of a discussion I had with Cassandra when she and Hunter were over, I decided that I'm going to cosplay Patchouli, even if no-one else is doing Touhou cosplay with me. I've seriously been out of the cosplay loop for so long, but at least Patchy's outfit is nice and pastel colored, so it fits in with my wardrobe. I can use her hair bows and clips and such for other coords too. But the wig is surely the best part. That, and the whole Scarlet Devil Mansion cast is one of my favorite groups in Touhou. c:

I got on fucking Horseland and eLouai today. For some reason I was thinking about the stuff I did to pass the time in first and second year at school. I also read the old Guilty Gear thing me and my sister did, the entire thing. It made me pretty sad, because it's dead now, and it had some of the greatest lines ever in it, especially the ones that we didn't even try describing and just fucking gave up and put something really stupid in instead:

"I_CAN_RETRIEVE_THOSE_SCIURIDAE_AS_GIFTS_AND_BE_NICE." Pretty much everything that was said by Robo-Ky was great.

"RESCUE. MISSION."

"DING DONG DING DONG. DONG DONG DING DONG." Herp derp sounds as text. I dunno what else we could have done though.

"I think that you would like to have a word with me right now, fancy-pants!"

"Venom wanted to whack himself in the head with his pool cue, in hopes that Zato would come and sweep him off his feet he would just get knocked out and not have to deal with this."

"Bridget made a 'ಠ_ಠ' face at Jam."

"He didn't talk much, so listening was his only other option. DUH."

"That's a really pompous, copious, immense bump!" Siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiin.

"My crotch itches." Baaaaaaaaaiken.

...All of these and a billion more things, plus everything that Faust ever said. Robo-Ky was great too, and I think I pulled off the perfect Bridget. He, Jam, ABA, and Venom somehow ended up being comic reliefs and also had pretty big roles. I kind of wanted to see what would happen with it, but we never got that far. :[

Anyway. I can't remember what else has happened lately. I shot a really fucked up puffy roll of film on my Diana but I'm going to try and develop it anyway. James and I saw Dinner for Shmucks and he's playing through The Witcher right now, much to everyone's entertainment. I dressed normally today for the first time in god knows how long. Aaaand I'm done.

Also another background change. Sixth one this week.