My birthday was pretty awesome; my main present was mind blowing. My parents bought me a camera body (Canon 450D) and if my exams go well they said they’ll get me an additional lens of my choice (I’m sharing with father atm) And then my brother got me a beautiful Pandora charm bracelet (with 13 charms on it!), which I don’t think will ever leave my wrist because its stunning. I was going to talk all about my day, make it interesting by adding photos and then write something different up tomorrow, but I can’t be bothered xD So, I’ll try and summarise as much as possible.

Now, the day started at 4 am, when I woke up and made strange fire truck noises. This is probably because I was high on a new manga I’ve fallen in love with (The World That Only God Knows) and one of the main characters, Elsee (a possible October cosplay, so cute!) is obsessed with fire trucks. But could also be because I was very hyper, but also very tired. Slept again, and was woken up by cheesy Rock n Roll songs to do about being 16, thats when you know there’s a birthday in my house, always loud music.

Went to school to eat food and talk about nothing in maths, then returned home to Doitsu and she gave me whiskey. And a big floppy hat and an awesome animal print bag, which I adore. Did a photo think with Abs and Doitsu so I could play around with my camera, though I still don’t know how to use it ;-;. Named him Colin the Canon and he has a special folder on my computer all to himself. Went to dinner with family, ate too much, got home.

Though it was when I was finally home that I realised something. My nan had bought me a large amount of my summer wardrobe for my birthday (but given it to me prior to my actual birthday) and then gave me some little things today, including an LBD ;D. The black dress is lovely, made of a clingy material but has a floaty cut that tapers in at the bottom (I can’t explain it) anyway, it made me realise how much of a difference one dress size can make. I put the dress on, and I liked it. I mean, I have liked myself in many dresses but always after going “oou, er, I’m not sure...yeah, yeah I like it.” But this one, I just liked it. The cut shouldn’t have suited me, but it did, add an oversized waist belt with slutty leopard print on it and I had my waist back – gasp I looked sexy. I mean, this might sound really strange, but it’s a nice feeling. To put something on and honestly adore it. Before the weight loss I wasn’t huge, but I wasn’t happy. Losing 1 st 9 has really made a difference, I’ve dropped one dress size, lost nearly 5” off my waist, 1.5” of my hips (which are really wide bone-wise, so getting them any smaller will be hard) and nearly 3” off my bust (though, my boobs are still kind of the same size, which is strange, because the look smaller).

I’m so happy xD But I’m going to try and reach a BMI of 22, through proper diet and exercise (some of my B-day money will go towards a gym membership, I’d asked for that from my parents, but instead got a camera!) But yeah, I’m looking forward to weekend. Hope to see some of you guys on the 13^th! If not, then I’ll see some on the 14^th and Kelly’s birthday bash.

Haha, it’s days like this that I’m glad I took my Maths GCSE a year early. Most of the year are now lining up, preparing to number themselves silly and then probably proceed to fail an absolutely amazing amount. Then again, in two weeks time this Friday I’ll be stabbing myself with numbers, so it came with pros and cons. Bloody additional maths can go suck itself =___=’ –hates numbers-.

I haven’t really been up to much, I missed out epically on the last meet, because I have no money and because I needed to re-read Lord of the Flies – I got about 5 chapters in on the Saturday and just kind of wanted to kill myself. So, I had Nando’s that day. I WAS FULL OF KUKARUUDSA, hell yeah, that’s spelt so wrong its right. And then on Sunday I went shopping with my mother, a past time that is over exceedingly exciting and also absolutely boring at the same fucking time. How something manages that is beyond me. But finding the bargains, and buying shoes, and generally spending time with mother is amazing but trawling around shops is so ;-;. Found out a lot about what I could be doing with my hair for prom and bought some moderately epic sandals, woop.

Anyway, Expo is next weekend.

HOLY SHEEEEEEETTT

I haven’t started sewing Poland yet, but that should be done soon enough…soon enough D: I’ll buy fabric for him on Wednesday, and try and sew him on that day too. POOPS, I’VE LEFT THAT TOO LATE. Oooh weelll. My birthday is in 3 weeks tomorrow, I want a camera, orz;

Also, London Pride is June 4^th (Maybe July 4^th? Someone correct prz) but, whatever date it is, I’m going to go for the parade, because it’s super special awesome with lots of flashy shiny people. If anyone else is tempted to join me for London Pride, just comment or send me a text (for those who don’t have my number it’s 07904304778) and then we can arrange when to meet up and where.

 See ya this weekend 8D

‘Sup Homeslices!
Many little things I wish to indulge in typing, and yet will refrain from doing so, as this journal could then go on FOR AGES 8D Though one thing, it’s my birthday in under a month –raves- I will be 16, a magnificent age, in which I can do many things namely become a member of a real gym –flexes-.
I might do another journal about what I’m planning to do for my birthday tomorrow or something, in case anyone is interested (or free? I doubt that, though) I’ve got my Music GCSE exam tomorrow, which is beef because it means I can’t go jogging in the morning due to mother because a poop (and I get tired at about lunch if I go jogging).
Anyway, perhaps as a continuation of the Doitsu funfiddlyfunfun with bleach, I may have discovered that Poland should NOT be trusted with hair dye. Haha, I stained a huge drip on my face, that’s how cool I am – thank goodness for make up! But I love my hair colour now; I’m finally back to being a nice shade of red! I didn’t think I missed it, but the yearbook has pictures of me with bright red hair and I was like ;-;. Though this is a more toned down shade 8D

Oh! Thats right, a baked cupcakes, because I saw a picture of really pretty cupcakes and I was like ‘do want’ so I baked some instead of revising music! The cake and the icing are lemon flavoured, but pink! (I mind fucked my Mastah –high five- she was expecting strawberry, mwhahahaaa)

I’ve also keep doodling a little angel girl character, and although angels are usually boring I think she’s actually really cool and I hope to do a groovy roleplay with her one day –deep breath- Exam period is upon me, I’m too excited, rather than nervous. It was only my German orals that I was shit scared of (apart from Maths Additional and Statistics, but I don’t care about those~ ) I’ve frazzled my hair completely with my straighteners and  me and my mother have deciphered a way to do my hair for prom better/cheaper – now I’m excited!

Well, thats it for now. Will probably do something more in depth one day, but I’m awaiting for my beautiful Gok Wan to come on. Though I will ask; does anyone know any shops which do camera repairs? I have a Canon Rebel XT which is broken in an extremely pathetic way, I went to a shop and got it looked at, but they said they didn’t repair cameras (they were just happy to help, they were nice people). Jessops quoted £80 just to LOOK at the camera (even though we told them what was wrong with it, and showed them the other shops report).  How is it broken, you ask? You know where you put the CF card? One of the pins has come out.

Yes. A tiny copper pin has fallen out. I understand that would be fiddly to fix but it’s not major. It’s just annoying  me that I can’t use it because of that, and I although I would like a camera of my own I don’t want my parents spending money on a camera for me. So, if anyone knows any good shops where I can get that fixed for as cheap as possible it would be great if you could suggest them.

ALSO, OH MY FREAKING GOD!!
Did anyone what Britains Got Talent on Saturday?
GREGG PRITCHARD = TURKEY?!

If you didn't see it, freaking watch this!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O88k4i6pF1A

My German orals went pretty well, I’ve been assured by my teacher than I reached at least a B if not an A, which is far superior to the D I got in my mock! Though, all engines blazing, because I have my music and my PE theory exams next week.

And if anyone disses on PE Theory I will kick yo ass –wanted to take it for A level-. But yeah, the exam is quite easy, I’m pretty certain I can come out of it with an A or A* if I try my best 8D. I’ve been looking at wigs for Usami/New Prussia but I can’t find one that I like. All the silvers are quite dark, or white, I want a medium kind of silver tone, but it’s hard to find ;-;. Either that or I’m super special XD

Anyway, in my mind this is long overdue, but to you it’s all probably come too soon, lmao. I roleplay a lot, and I have always wanted to write bio’s on all the characters I regularly use and post it somewhere, in case someone is interested, and just so I can flick back to it in case something goes amazing wrong and I lose all my memory. Haha, I suppose it’s also another way to secure them in my mind? Sometimes I fluctuate their personalities and that’s very naughty of me. In no real order:

I’ve got my german oral tomorrow, and I’m actually cacking myself. I can’t speak German to save my life ;-;! I can do it ok when there’s a group of people (even if I’m the only one answering!) but one on one seems to spook my brain out for some weird reason. I’ve been trying to do as many one on ones with the German assistant Caroline as possible but every time I tense up with panic, it’s retarded! I mean, the rolepalys, I won’t be amazing, but I won’t major flop. UNLIKE WITH THE PREPARED QUESTIONS ;0; If I start crying in the middle, or burst into tears at the end I wouldn’t be half surprised. Tomorrow I have to really get myself in the mood for it, hopefully Rob will cheer me on and comfort me during the jog (haha, fat chance there).

Yeah, anyway, today…instead of practicing my German orals (-regret- -regret- -regret-) the Saturday group I’m in had a gathering (it does comprise of a father and daughter, fathers workmate and daughters friend –me- but that’s not the point) Rob has helped out with most of the armour, so we did a final fitting today to find out that I’d lost too much weight! My costume was too big for me, so we need to adjust the straps a bit and then it should fit fine, I did all the gold detailing on it today (I say all, I still have a boobie cup to do) and bought the right bra for it. We’ve decided to do a full test run, including make-up and weapons, the Tuesday before expo –gives us time to change things last minute.

My prom dress is also now a tiny bit too big, but once I get my new bra mother will change it closer toward the prom, in case I magically change shape again. I bought harem trousers (you all knew I was going to, come on) and they are actually so super duper comfy (and a size 14, I’ve dropped a size, woop. Which is strange because I haven’t lost that much weight, almost nothing actually, my body has just changed). I’ll soon be buying a grey/silver wig for Usami Akihiko which I am super duper happy to be dragged into (will be used for New Prussia, also) for my good friends Misaki cosplay.  I need to buy material for Poland, but I get this growing fear he won’t be finished. Doitsu, I need the pattern you used for your trousers ;-;

I’ve decided to drop cosplaying Lloyd from CG, I do adore him and I will get round to it one day, but because I’ve changed to Poland I don’t see any reason to cosplay him, as he would be more expensive than someone like Usami. But yes.

You know how sometimes people on your friend's list post about stuff going on in their life, and all of a sudden you think "Wait a minute? Since when are they working THERE? Since when are they dating HIM/HER? Since when?" And then you wonder how you could have missed all that seemingly pretty standard information, but somehow you feel too ashamed to ask for clarification because it seems like info you *should* already know? It happens to all of us sometimes.

1. First name: Natalie
2. Age: 15
3. Location: Hemel Hempstead, United Kingdom.
4. Hometown: Hemel, I’be officially lived here the longest XD
5. Occupation: Secondary School student, just starting the hell of GCSE exams.
6. Partner: Zilcho, none, no-one loves me ;-; Nah, I don’t have one, but I would like a girlfriend, there’s just not that many lesbians in hemel XD
7. Kids: No, never. I am never spawning small demons.
8. Brothers/Sisters: An older brother, Robert, who’s secretly lovely and sometimes wears skirts.
9. Pets: A Staffordshire bull terrier, Stan, and an old grumpy miniature cat, Judy. I wish I had more though, I adore animals!
10. List the 3-5 biggest things going on in your life: GCSE exams, my battle to lose weight for my holiday in Spain, nearly my 16^th and planning for the prom!
11. Parents: Together, my mother is the nicest person on the planet, although she is a massive stresshead. I go to her for everything and I love her to pieces. My dad is a douchebag, who enjoys shouting, has an anger problem, is a general dickhead and needs to get a life and stop being fat 8D
12. Who are some of your closest friends?: I don’t know xD I’m generally friends with everyone, so I can’t say who my closest friend is!
13. Tattoos/Piercings: Two piercings on my left ear, one in my right. And I used to have scaffold piercing in my right ear (which is now mangled to pieces because of it) but it never really healed properly and one night my ear just exploded with blood, following that I lost one of the ends and so took it out (after 8 or so weeks of having it in) and it healed over night. So no more scaffold D: But I want a lip piercing and a tattoo, which is on my 18^th list C=

Bonus!

• Hobbies: Due to my brother I’ve been listening to a lot of country and western recently, I love animals, sports, hair-styling and hair-colouring, dressing up, wigs, make-up, werewolves. I play far too many video games, I cosplay, I ballroom dance and I really do enjoy a good drunken party 8D I’m interested in medicine, pathology and forensics and my only irrational fear is of zombies!

Unfortunately I have no AMGS pictures to put up, because I don’t have a camera, haha. But yesterday was awesome; I’m so glad I lied to my parents and snuck out like a ninja. It turned into a right little picnic, and was very fun. But some chronology is probably required for the journal to make mucho sense to anyone that wasn’t there.

Ugh, as I write this my dad is playing loud, patriotic and annoying songs at pull blast downstairs, occasionally disrupted by shitty dj mixes and some semi-cool dance tunes. BUT MAINLY ANAL ‘ENGLAND IS THE BEST’ SONGS. –stabs self with a blunt ruler before turning own music up louder-.

So, on Saturday I spent a couple of hours at Doitsu’s, revising music and other various subjects (but mainly music, she so loved the jazz and blues extracts, lmao) whilst I watched her bake a scrummylicious cake (I wanted it all to myself ;-; ) and then after that I BLEACHED HER HAIR, MWAHAHAHAHA. Nah, it turned out pretty good, I think today she’s putting Ash blonde onto it, BUT I LIKED THE COLOUR, I thought it was groovy. I mean, when I bleach my hair once I looked like Kurosaki Ichigo =___=’  I went home and did some more revision, Saturday wasn’t really that interesting apart from that.

Then on Sunday I went over to Doitsu’s for a ‘Film Day’, and by film day I mean – an epic trip into London. The day started pretty ass really, we arrived at our station to find out that all of the trains weren’t running because some douchebags hadn’t finished the engineering and the guys at the booth knew nothing about what was going on and didn’t tell us that there was a bus replacement service until a coach just arrived out of nowhere.  So we had to travel to Watford to catch a train to London, but the fare was insanely cheap for a travel card! (£6.75 each?!? WHATWHAT? Inthebutt) And then we got a little bit lost whilst in London, but UK managed to guide us in the right direction (Bakerloo, so many Sherlock Holmes, so little time 0.o ) Met up with a lot of ze bunch outside Madame T’s and then pranced to Regents Park to meet up with everyone else. Was lovely meeting the people I didn’t see last week, and also great fun to see the people I did know again!

Just general pillocking, eating fuds and giggles – including giving Canada his birthday card that I slaved over, once I find my phone lead I will start CG’ing it xD. Trying to coax Japan and USA2 into conversations was a challenge, but eventually Japan flourished and kept raping people 8D Skit practise, I TOOK ON THE ROLE OF FRANCE, AND I THINK I DID IT WELL –pelvic thrusts Meli- I practised waltzing for a bit and then stuff happened..uh..-thinks- Mika has really long legs n___n’ I knew he was tall, but his Cossack dancing has the power to take out several people at the same time “it’s my laptop, it’s ok!” lmao.

I also think Mika’s summary of the London EXPO tech crew was highly amusing and was a high-point. Joined by moar people sometime during the day. Real France, Finland...my memory fails me. Italy and Greece were there. I’ll try and list all the countries at the end and if I get it wrong I blame my premature elderly memory loss ;D

Then, to Japanese resteraunt for yummy onnoms. I chose to have Teriyaki Ramen, THE BOWEL WAS FREAKING HUGE. I’m also glad I had tap water, because I was very thirsty and would have drunk myself into debt. But like, I had the ramen and I didn’t eat much of the actual dish, but I ate loads compared to what I usually would have eaten nowadays (I’ve calmed down a lot, haha –shoves food in mouth- ) but i tried to eat as much as I could, it was very tasty. Then Doitsu finished it. Tried some of El’s tofu and one of the pork things Doitsu bought, but had to sit next to Prussia’s fish for the time ;3; It wasn’t that bad, at least it wasn’t smelly. I managed to embarrass Lithuania (though, she was Iceland at the time) with one of her fics. I drew a picture of a naked Prussia covered in maple syrup, that’s embarrassing! xD

It was about 10:30 when we left, I was completely shattered so I think my crappy accent had started to slip because I remember Doitsu being like “lol your voice” again. I was very glad that I found the perfect jumper for my Gakuen Poland, because it was COOOLLLLDDD! We had to part ways after the food (how did we fit like..17+ people in there again?!) and so did Sealand and Chibitalia, so we all left together and walked to the station. But they got Southbound whilst we were northbound, so we had to part was as well.  But it was a super fun day!

Got to Euston with time to spare this time! Got a seat on the train and I whilst very eager to just sleep on the train like I did last time, but some loud (probably drunk) shit holes sat next to us (I found it semi-amusing that they were also from Hemel, THATS WHAT WE’RE LIKE HERE, OBVIOUSLY). And one had really disgusting red/copper/ginger dyed hair and a big nose. I didn’t managed to sleep (my rage was silently building) but as soon as we got back to Doitsu’s (with a slight detour through the graveyard, ZOMBIES!) I just hepoihrebnfwe.

Slept.

I would have stayed up longer but I was so tired, it was like 12:30 or something and I was like ]:’0 – sleeeeepppyyy. I didn’t really get out of mycostume either, just kind of took my green lenses out and flopped on the bed. Then I woke up, and feeling like a complete failure at having eat so much jogged most of the journey home. I mean, one day it’s going to catch up and I’ll have to rest for a whole day.  Jogging every morning has made me uber happy though and my legs are already noticeable slimmer around the knees and lower thigh, I just hurt everywhere n_--!

Now to try and name all the countries there, prepare for fail, and it will be you’re actual countries –eyes Austria and Liet, WHO WERE DISGUISED-

Poland, Germany, UK, USA1, Estonia, Japan, USA2, China, Korea, Austria, Lithuania, Russia, Greece, Grandpa Rome, Italy, Prussia, Sealand, Chibitalia, France...and Canada?

...

Oh wait, Finland arrived really late.

=___=’’

I KNOW I’VE LEFT SOMEONE OUT.

But yeah, was fun!
Anyway, Widzą was późniejszy~!

I was going to do a big long LJ blog about the Hetalia meet which just happened, but I managed to brief it quite well in my DA journal and other people have probably done them so I will not. Also, I’m lazy, and I have newer things to blog about! But, just in case anyone hasn’t posted this up.

PIERCE THE HEAVENS, HETALIA STYLE!

I mean, Out of Cosplay Hetalia. America and Doitsu are completely not in cosplay, me and Estonia in wigs and Chibitalia is in full~

Anyway, I’m going to write about the hateful day of rage that was Sunday! I agreed to do my Saturday revision on Sunday so I could go to London, and when I got back from Doitsu’s I did just that! A little bit of RM, I stared gormlessly at my German Oral Questions for about 40 minutes and then decided I should take a break.  As that happened father walked in, told me to clean my room and then disappeared. I started to clean my room, and then I fell asleep. I was still very tired from Saturday, and making my bed accidentally made me fall asleep on it. BUT THEN I AWOKE, and returned to my revision, re-reading about 2 Acts of ‘An Inspector Calls’ before thinking “I deserve a break now!” And so I gave myself a break to indulge on a very secret pleasure of mine.

“Song, Marry, Avoid.”

It’s a guilty pleasure, but I do love it. Because I’m looking at these incredibly fake girls going “one day I know I’m accidentally going to turn into one and it’ll be great.” But yes, so just as that episode was coming to a close mother burst in. “HIII WANNA GO SEE THE BLUEBELLS LOL” and I was like “WTF NO D<  -minimizes guilty pleasure-“ so she just accepted that and wondered off, I maximised guilty pleasure and continued to watch. It was on the last make-over and I hear angry footsteps of father approaching, then the obnoxious git bursts into.

“HOW DARE YOU, YOU AREN’T STUDYING. IF YOU CAN’T MAKE AN HOUR SPARE FOR YOUR PARENTS BECAUSE YOU NEED TO STUDY THAT BAD YOU SHOULDN’T HAVE GONE UP –blahblahblah I’ve learnt to zone out at this point-“ He then went downstairs to moan at mother, and basically call me an idiot.

WELL GUESS WHOS THE IDIOT, BECAUSE UNLIKE YOU FATHER I WILL GET DECENT QUALIFICATIONS AND WILL HAVE A GOOD LIFE AND WILL BE HAPPY. BECAUSE I DON’T INSTANTLY GO “YOU AREN’T STUDYING YOU SPAWN OF THE DEVIL!” I wouldn’t be so annoyed if I wasn’t studying, but the thing is I was! It was my BREAK. If he expects me to study non-stop for a whole Sunday, A he can suck his own dick and B he can go get a real job and stop being a fat angry arsehole. So I closed down guilty pleasure, unable to finish the one episode, and quickly slapped on some tinted moisturiser and eyeliner because if it was only an hour I could survive. Apparently I’m chained to the house until my exams are over, but I don’t care what he says, and I don’t care what punishment he will try to give me, I’m going to London next Sunday.

Anyway, the bluebells was gorgeous. Whilst we were walking father took the chance to point out I hate walking, I then pointed out I hate walking when it has no purpose (circular route = no purpose, bluebells = purpose). I stole mothers phone to take pictures of the blue bells with because it had macro-zoom and a nicer quality than mine, but they look 1,000,000 x better on a little phone screen.

I would like to point out, that once engrossed in taking pictures of the flowers, father started to shout at me because I was being too slow. NOT ONLY THAT, BUT WE WERE OUT FOR AT LEAST 2 AND A HALF HOURS, MAYBE THREE, BECAUSE SOME BIG FAT DICK FACE DECIDED TO TAKE A DIFFERENT ROUTE BACK. Oh, grr. I can only express my anger in caps lock, I wish I had the energy and courage to shout that man to the ground, but thanks to his fat engulfed and useless brains my father got us lost. Me and mother found the car, he can take no credit. GO PLAY SKIING WII FIT, YOU USELESS LARD. –grumbles- I blame it on exams, I think it’s the exams that are making our relationship the shitter, but I do genuinely hate him right now.

And anyway, on the way around the walk I’m wondering why he mentioned about me wasting Saturday anyway. It’s not like he’s seen my revision time table. I leave SUNDAY completely free of revision, and Saturday has a minimal amount so that I’m not a zombie on Monday. SO I JUST PRETENDED SAT WAS SUN, DOUCHE. Also, I was revising. ImperialWarMuseumFTW.




That log looked like a crocodile, I loved it.




Also, some school quotes that were quite lols.


"What S is a sympathetic string instrument used in Indian Raga"
"What's a Sympathetic instrument, miss?"
"One that, when you can't play it goes 'awwh, it's hard isn't it, don't worry, you'll be great'"


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Meg: "Eh, didn't Miss Cantalope (nickname) used to be a nun?"
Me: "Yeah, she gave up when she got shagged."




ALL HAIL MAN-BOK!

Hej, jak się masz?

I thought “seeing as I’m not eating eggs I have about 10 minutes spare this morning –rave-“ and so decided to type up a journal. Not only because of that, because some quite interesting things have happened in my lessons, very much lols, which meant I got told off for laughing too much.

To start the swift flow of this post going, I’ll talk to you all about chemistry (it sucks, doesn’t it?). Unfortunately chemistry is one of those subjects I found undesirably interesting and overly attractive, but when taught by a small blonde newlywed woman, whose voice is like a jab in the ear, it is slightly less enjoyable. In fact, my chemistry lessons are so boring I almost kill myself about 10 minutes into them. It’s just, her voice is so painful I need to zone her out to protect my brain cells and so I’m left trying to learn stuff from Jade and Leah’s notes, which is never an easy thing to do. Regrettably, it’s highly likely that the banshee of science will be teaching me As Chemistry next year, although I am praying that it will be mainly Mrs James, because she’s hyperactive and reminds me of my roleplay character Harker (apart from less gay, and less perverted…hopefully). However, yesterday in chemistry was full of lols. Mainly because we’ve finished the syllabus, and no longer really care, because all we do is revise and that’s boring~

I’ll let you in one a fear that’s been following me around for a while now: cow udders. Yes, cow udders. Cow udders not only refers to a female cows saggy nipples but also to a game, or competition, which spawned in PE Theory a couple of weeks ago. Where Jade and Hannah are perpetually trying to tag everything in sight with a cow udder. Be it a book, a table…my face. Anyway, so in chemistry, Jade Cow Uddered a piece of paper and then flashed in at an immature fat boy behind us. Who then drew his own cow udder, but instead of saggy nipples, they turned into penises. Which isn’t surprisingly seeing as a male drew it. But, the image of five penises on an udder was quite amusing to my currently malfunctioning brain, so I laughed. Which caused Louise to turn around and…laugh. I mean, it wasn’t the fact she laughed, it was the fact she stupidly shouted “ARE COWS REALLY LIKE THAT?”, and I honestly believed that she had no clue, and that was what was to hilarious. Top set, year 11 science, and she doesn’t know what gender of cow has an udder.

Another game that gets me giggled is one everyone should know. You make a circle with your hand or fingers and you have to get your opponent to look through the circle, below your waist. You can counteract this by shoving a finger through their circle within 5 seconds or something. But me and Megan play it in English, where we sit on opposing sides of the classroom. I got off to a flying start, but then she absolutely slaughtered me at the end of the lesson, and so I started laughing, and once again got told off.

And finally, because I’m about to be late leaving for school, maths. Maths is a lesson I hate. I’m not taking maths next year, because I have knowing useless facts about numbers, and how to using, I don’t give a shit and I don’t think I ever will, especially not about the Aditionall crap we are doing atm. Anyway, so in maths, we have quite a few lols on a regular basis. I love out teacher, she’s great, and I love Matt Gill, because he’s almost too camp to function sometimes. Anyway, cover lesson, we were supposed to be doing coursework, but instead we got onto the conversation of Twilight, to which Matt commented:

“I haven’t read them. I haven’t watched the movie. But I’ve seen the trailer and it looks shit, he just looks like a dick with pointy teeth.”

And that, kind of is what Twilight is about. A dick with pointy teeth.

In other news I’ve finished all my coursework –Mexican wave-

Chyeah.

I’m totally happy and upbeat, after my last entry which was a bit ‘MEEEHH I’M AN EMO’ kind of thing going on there, which is blubfs but I don’t mind. YOU MUST ALL KNOW MY EMO SIDE NOW! It’s not really emo, I lie, it’s more stress and stuff.

The only thing that’s annoying me now is I’m trying to find a date in which I can sneak off to see Kherrigan in July, but I r so busy in that month with a Dancing exam, music on moor, holiday and possible Thorpe park I’d have to go for like only 3 days or something and I wanted 4 at least ;-; -emos-

-is planning on whining to get her down during half term or something even though that’s expo-

Anyway, so I will begin by telling you smallest contributor to my happiness, and then one of the biggest!

Today in dance will did all sorts of boring stuff, like basic Cha-cha, rumba and some jive. But then we got onto the waltz, I actually hate waltz with a passion – but that’s only because I like to know what I’m doing, and I don’t in that dance! But anyway, we were doing the steps and I was finding it easy as per usual, but then the spin turns always, always, ALWAYS throw me off. I think it was because Abby wasn’t there, but Sandra went through them really carefully with me and I managed to do them! I actually managed to Waltz all the way around the room, I was well happy, and I still am dead chuffed with myself 8D.

So, secondly. I went into Parry’s today to talk to Jane (my old...paper-round boss) about a potential job (not as a papergirl!). She began by asking if I was 16 yet, to which I replied no and expected to be kicked out straight off. But I mentioned that I had received my N.I so she kept talking. Of course, the age for selling cigarettes used to be 16, which was why she would have wanted me to wait, but now it is 18 she can’t actually wait that long for me to serve by her side~ (we were right chums back in the day). She’s chatting to big boss man Richard, who kind of liked me even though I don’t like him 8D, to ask about the age thing. But there’s a girl who doesn’t want to work double shifts anymore and some days after school where she doesn’t want little old Zelda to work for as long as she does so I’ll be able to work almost immediately. I won’t sell cigarettes of course, but Jane says because I look older than I am she’ll just ask for parents consent to work there (both my parents want me to work, I keep pillaging money off them!) so hoopppefulllllyyy I should be working! If Richard isn’t a dickface. –prays to the Lord-

Lastly.

POLAND ARRIVED IN THE POST –raves-

Ok, so, not the country, that would be silly. But my Poland wig arrived in the post from up north where I stupidly left it! I was surprised, because I wasn’t expecting the guy it was with to post it, but I slap myself on the wrist because it arrived in time for this weekend – so I can wear school girl Poland to the Hetalia meet! I’m praying for good weather because I can’t find a good long sleeved white jumper anywhere. I might have to be sleazy and buy a light grey one from Primark quickly if the weather forecast is bad!

Quickly donned some binding (it’s not very good, I did it quick so that I wouldn’t have to struggle too much with removing bandaging before dancing) and my PoPo skirt and fitted, girly shirt with my paramour skinny tie (oh the memories of that gig!) and plopped the wig on. I look quite weird blonde, but hopefully I’ll develop a way to use make up to make me not look so odd/ I might just need to get used to it.




I look MEGA-GIMP because sun was in my eyes. My muscle legs look really out of place for my to be Poland (muscle calves anyway, FLABBEH THIGHS) also, lips uber red due to them being so dry and chaapppeeedd -cries a little-, but yes. Note to self: smiling like a gimp makes my cheeks chubbeh like a hamsturr.



Waaai~ Obligitory desudesu face. Shows off wig nicely, the IMMENSE SUNLIGHT made it appear abit whiter than it actually is, but it's quite a nice shade of blonde.

AND:



Only because I very much like this Myspazzu picture, shows off my MANLY CHIN and makes me look slightly less gimp-no jutsu. Though reveals how lazy ass the binding was! Sorry for myspazzu-chan, my brother only agreed to taking one photo of me because he was cooking yucky fish pie.

-prances away very happy-

Now I just need to wait for my HUGE ASS POLAND FLAG to arrive int he post maybe tomorrow maybe Thursday or firday ;D Hopefully before Saturday so I can use it as a picnic blanket if we end up having a picnic. Also, I have converted Mastah (Jade) to the ways of Hetalia~ WOOPWOOP.

Anyway, Widzą was późniejszy~!

I should be doing other things! Like agreeing to and working under my fathers revision-nazi regime, finishing coursework that’s due tomorrow or sleeping!

But instead I’m going to ramble on about pointless things, that no one cares about, because I don’t want to do those things right now. Resistant Materials means nothing to me, I like history but couldn’t give a damn about Vietnam right now and revision is boring!

Yes, so, ramble, ramble, ramble time. As long as my father can hear my keyboard, I’m pretty sure he’ll think I’m doing something productive and not silly and pointless – like, I obviously am. I mean, I started typing this out in word and still have no clue about what to talk about. But because this is a journal, I’m guessing my life is probably a good place to start, like recent events and maybe future weekend plans or some shit like that.

Last weekend I went to Camden with someone I think is quite cool, someone who is very monotonous and someone I don’t really like + their parents and sister. Basically, me and Amy managed to split from everyone else because we were distracted by cute dresses and stuff that I will buy if I get a job. Talking about random and useless stuff, but none of that matters because I bought the beginning of my Poland cosplay! I’ve also bought a huge ass Poland flag thing so I can wave it around going “Polski! Polski! Polski” And poke people and stuff, because I could imagine him doing that 8D

Also, Saturday cosplay progress:

(boob cups aren't finished!)


Witch Elves are darned cool if you ask me. I mean, I’m unscatifying it so that the general nerdy expo public don’t recoil with horror at the sight of my body, BUT THE ARMOUR IS PRETTY BADASS. Just need to add the detailing and that shit is doooonne~ The armour anyway, still lots of other stuff to do.

I’m not sure what I’m doing for Sunday, it was originally going to be Lloyd from Code Geass, but I’m unsure as to whether a group is happening on the Sunday (knowing my luck it’s on the Saturday!) if not then I’ll probably try to hurry and finish Poland before May expo. I mean, I’m tempted to do him anyway, because if I do manage to bunk up with my good buddeh Kherrigan for the night then I might chillax in Poland gear (because an elf would be annoying to lounge around in). But yes, Expo is about the people not the event, it’s just this is the first time I’m going to be entering the masquerade with my Sat. Costume so I’m feeling an urge to do things right –wants to win 8D-.

This week is just an epic rush to finish outstanding coursework, and to celebrate I’ll be going back to London with Amy to go and rush the Hetalia meet. I wanna do this because a) the people sound cool, and b) because I’m aiming to be in the masquerade on Sat I might not be able to see the Hetalia skit live, so I wanna see if I can get a sneak preview. For that, hopefully school girl Poland will be worn, but only if the meet up is on Sunday. Because I won’t have my wig until then.

I’m slightly sad I did not attend Kitacon, I think there was an age limit to it so I couldn’t have anyway, but everyone says it was amazing so I’m feeling a little left out. But I wouldn’t have been able to start Poland if I’d gone, so that’s cool. Me and Amy managed to keep roleplaying Hetalia whilst walking my dog, making my brother Spain for no apparent reason. She was Russia, I was Poland, much lols.

We’re gunna hold a naked party, but the only one who’ll be naked is Liet >8D

My ears hurt, and now I’ve run out of things to talk about ;-; I nearly bought Queer As Folk entire season 1 today, but restrained. I will buy it once I have job. 4 episodes away from finishing Black Lagoon, and I might see if there’s a Black Lagoon box set at Expo, because it is awesome. It has highlighted my pirate themed cosplay for one of the Alcon days – Revvy! She’s kind of a pirate, and I hate One Piece and I can never think of any other pirates (apart from Sinbad) and she’s awesome sausome and pretty easy to do, just buying a wig and toning up a little (haha, A LOT I MEAN). And that really is it.

Anyway, Widzą was późniejszy~!

I haven’t ‘LJ’d in a while dudes, due to amounting...things.

Ok, so sue me I’m not quite sure what those things were, but they were there, and they were mounting. Like freaking rabbits in heat they were mounting. The past few weeks has been a hazy blur of un-enjoyment, all I remember is typing numbers, spending numbers and getting completely drunk in a semi-broken house covered in blood.

So the last point was quite enjoyable, until my dress broke and I had to go home, then I wasn’t having fun.

But during this period something happy and surprising happened. My father purchased a Wii fit balance board and can I just say – ADDICTIVE MUCH? How can they make a game so overly enjoyable despite the fact it predominantly consists of repetitive actions, cute voices and a CGI training instructor which talks via ventriloquism or telepathy (either, or, it’s still confusing). I don’t know, maybe it’s because I’m secretly an exercise junkie with little motive – the fact I have to only push a small coffee table out the way and retrieve a cute little board to work my butt off is convenient, AND ADDICTIVE D<

I can go for like an hour and be all smelly and still go on, but then the much healthier brother round house kicks me in the face and I am forced off so that he can do everything better.

I WILL NO REST UNTIL MY WII MII IS ACTUALLY HEALTHY.

Haha, I can’t believe I’m overweight! I suppose you lose track of general fitness in the midst of exam years and such, but everything is happening fast, I just want to go to more parties so I can dance and stuff. I like dancing with pretty girls, it makes me feel happy. Speaking of pretty girls...I think I’ve developed a real perverted illness. It’s happened to me twice, AND I DON’T WANT IT ANY MORE.

Maybe it’s my age, and my raging lesbian hormones, lmao.

It’s like, one time I was drinking a cup of tea and I just got an image of two of my biggest crushes doing...hot stuff and I spat out my drink and turned as red as a tomato – thankfully no one was there to witness. God I need a girlfriend so bad -_-‘

Anyway, my vampire fangs arrived and have been fitted to my teethies. I’ll write a review on that later. Other than that I’ve got nothing really to say, other than the fact Poland is actually sounding /so/ tempting. I mean, I hate casual cosplayers, but I might just throw some casuals together for him instead of doing the military uniform (though it’s tempting, I don’t have money).

HE’S LIKE, SO TOTALLY AWESOME.

Though, the fact I then walked down the hill (more scenic route than the duel carriage way mind) to bump into a friend on a scooter, chat to him for a while, and then reject a lift, earns me some fair due of respect. My mother can look at those flowers and know that I bought them the day before mothers day so they were fresher (a common excuse, but its viable), and she shall also know that I sacrificed the feeling within my feet for those particular flowers.

I haven’t updated anything for the past two days, because I stupidly insisted that my dad make my new computer run on Window’s Vista before I purchase the upgraded RAM. So, as attractive as the OS is, my whole world is running at the same pace as a confused snail. I now need to miraculously catch up with Bleach and Naruto, without stabbing myself. A task which is harder than many would presume, purely due to the fact that both Bleach and Naruto are written to please the uneducated brains of 8-year old social dropouts around the globe, but a necessary task none the less.

Not a drastic update, but I’m lazy, my brother is returning to the safety of the nest (after spreading his wings, soaring for a couple of years, and then crash landing into a cement mixer) tomorrow and my house currently has the same stress levels as a Pig on Sunday.

I’m surprised I hadn’t written one of these earlier, considering that this game I’m about to review is possible the most over-reviewed game in the whole of history. Or, this species of game, anyway. It’s like a game where people sit in front their Xbox’s, PS3’s or Wii’s and play this game to death. And as soon as they can play ‘Run To The Hills’ on expert, on any instrument (be that even a bass) and not fail, then they are a hardcore gamer.

Probably one of the major annoyances that comes along with Rock Band, Guitar Hero or even DDR. Because people who are amazing at RB and GH are usually quite shit at everything else, and use their amazing ability to play ‘Through The Fire And Flames’ on hyper speed 3 as some sort of bragging tool for the being the King of Games (even though that Title is forever to be held by Yugi Moto, bastard)

People who get to medium and start being proud of themselves deserve a total whack on the face, the first time I played GH I played it on medium and guess what – I pwned it. Easy is actually such a waste of space, unless you’re four or have some shaking disorder which causes the remote to rave within your hands. On drums for Rock Band I started on Hard, a lot of songs are challenging on Hard, but then you still have the crap like ‘Wanted Dead Or Alive’ to relax on. The difference between Hard -> Expert is the stupid amount of bass pedals they put in.

Which, speaking of bass pedals, highlights an essential and aggravating disadvantage to purchasing a Rock Band 1 drum kit. The pedal is absolute crap. The design is flawed in such an important way it makes you wonder who they tested the thing one, if tested at all - seems to me like Harmonix just threw it out as bait and expected everyone to chomp down because the bass pedal is incredibly weak. Anyone who is playing above Medium on drums and is heavier that 8 stone and doesn’t do ballet should probably step the fuck away and reinforce the bitch before it splinters your foot with tiny shards of plastic. The improvement to the RB2 kit is the metal bass pedal, as well as the additional pads which are available.

Mine broke, in the middle of a great run through of ‘Don’t Fear The Reaper’ on Expert. I’m yet to replace it, due to the fact I’m racking myself on a possible way to simply fix it with the addition of my friend = wood.

The game Rock Band is a brilliant purchase when used in conjunction with friends and drinking games, so it is defiantly worth buying just so you can take advantage of this fantastic argument starter. I would recommend it for a hardcore gamer also, because when you can’t defeat that certain boss, or can’t find that crucial piece of the puzzle, I advise you stop, save, and play something fun like ‘Enter Sandman’ to lift your spirits. However, don’t even think of purchasing this as your first (to be completed) console game, you will become addicted, and you will turn into a complete loser – Just look at my brother, he’s a dipstick.

Now, to make you all feel happy that you aren’t me – A picture of my completely broken bass pedal: 

…Anyway, my first journal entry to Live Journal – I figured that I may as well get one, due to the fact that I ramble an incredible amount on all of my DeviantArt journals, and that’s not precisely what they are for. I’ve also decided to use this for reviews, not only of games but of movies, animes, manga, fanfiction, what ever sieves through my brain shall eventually be reviewed. Eventually.

Anyway, this journal isn’t anything special in the way of anything, apart from a lift off initiator: so I thought I’d include a little ‘review’ on a company called AwenCreations.

Awen Creations is a prosthetics company which provide all things from elf ears to half torn off faces (the latter, obviously, being more expensive). Now, I’m into cosplay, so for May London Expo me and a three others have decided to go as characters from Warhammer Online: Age of Reckoning (which I will be getting the 10-day free trail for, so expect a review!). Priest of Sigmar, Sister of Sigmar, a Chaos Champion and a Witch Elf. Me, being the obviously slender woman I am (lies), am opting for the Witch Elf. The design of course is being un-scantified so that I’m not…well, naked really.

But – getting back to the point of Awen Creations- I needed a really decent elf ear to go with this. Dark Elves have longer ears than Wood Elves, but they have shorter ears than Night Elves and thinner ears than High Elves, their ears aren’t as upwards pointing as High Elves, either. So, I had to ascend on a tiring mission to locate the perfect elf ear tips. My search started on forums, and after much aggravation (due to the recommended sites being American and not exact) I stumbled onto Ebay. Through sheer luck I found a lot that AwenCreations had put up for their Wood Elf ears – deciding that the photograph presented was amazing, I went onto the site to check if they did anything longer. It turned out that the style I was looking for wasn’t available, but Awen Creations offer an amazing commission rate.

The company is UK based, so I felt incredibly safe doing any transactions with them because I knew that the amount I was giving them was the amount I was giving them, unlike with American sites (due to the weird exchange rates nowadays) where $12 could be a tenner for all I know. I decided to contact them, asking for a quote - £15 for a fully custom pair of elf ears, including postage and packaging. The ears on their site were top notch and I’d read a couple of short (250 words) reviews, I was completely happy and decided straight away that I wanted to do this transaction.

And can I just say, the customer service is so brilliant, it felt like I was having gold dust thrown all around me and flowers placed on my head. The woman I was e-mailing didn’t pressure me into a certain style, or even pressure me to agree, she responded at the speed of light to any queries and she answered all my questions truthfully and fully. She gave me a great, speedy, estimation of completion and also allowed me to ask questions about the application of the ears, the care of the ears and how to use them effectively. I simply gave Awen Creations a picture of what I would roughly like done, and better yet they have informed me that they will send me any progress pictures – due to their ability to please so far I don’t doubt this for one second.

Of course, having not received the ears yet (due to be made and received within 2-3 weeks) I cannot fully finish this review, but I plan on doing another involving the application of the ears and such later anyway. For now I can happily recommend AwenCreations to anyone who wants high quality prosthetics at affordable prices.

Fair enough you can get some American or Asain prosthetics for the same price or cheaper and the same quality, but I doubt they would offer the brilliant support that the staff at AwenCreations offer.

Check out the site now at www.Awencreations.co.uk, you’ll be amazed at the products they offer.