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So I've been debating whether to spend my Ekka monies on professional, normal people clothes or something that would have gotten me arrested in Nazi Germany. That decision was made when Kylie alerted me to this. Aw yeah. While I have been trying to move away from black, I think the red version might be a little bit bright for me. (Oh Meta, how I love your maroon hues <3) I'm guessing the lighter colours wouldn't look so great on my hideous figure, so I think I'll just stick with the black... in which case, I will have acquired my very first pattern :D Is someone supposed to smash a bottle of champagne over me at this point? Oh how I hope they release matching hair accessories <3
I seem to be constantly conflicted between being your standard alternative introvert who sits in the corner by herself drawing/reading/writing by day and peruses the internet all night, and a mainstream "extrovert" who buys clothes from Myer and discusses mundane issues with her boring classmates. "Why yes, that teacher does suck balls because they're different. Writing is so boring, lol!"
Ironically, I think Lolita has encouraged me to grow up a bit. I've started caring a lot more about brand labels because they make me feel mature and respectable, and I put a lot more effort into my appearance (though it feels a bit like putting a band-aid over a flayed corpse). Also, I don't do things like trying to smoke Pocky anymore. At least while sober. Aside from that though, I'm still in the business of dick jokes and making late night phone calls to Jarrod to laugh at dying children and compare our respective city's prostitutes. God I miss having that man around.
Tomorrow I shall get up bright and early for uni and most likely fall asleep watching Repo! in the arms of a handsome young man. I should try and get some study in between now and then I suppose.
I seem to be constantly conflicted between being your standard alternative introvert who sits in the corner by herself drawing/reading/writing by day and peruses the internet all night, and a mainstream "extrovert" who buys clothes from Myer and discusses mundane issues with her boring classmates. "Why yes, that teacher does suck balls because they're different. Writing is so boring, lol!"
Ironically, I think Lolita has encouraged me to grow up a bit. I've started caring a lot more about brand labels because they make me feel mature and respectable, and I put a lot more effort into my appearance (though it feels a bit like putting a band-aid over a flayed corpse). Also, I don't do things like trying to smoke Pocky anymore. At least while sober. Aside from that though, I'm still in the business of dick jokes and making late night phone calls to Jarrod to laugh at dying children and compare our respective city's prostitutes. God I miss having that man around.
Tomorrow I shall get up bright and early for uni and most likely fall asleep watching Repo! in the arms of a handsome young man. I should try and get some study in between now and then I suppose.
