My internet is becoming increasingly retarded. That's why I haven't been around for hella long (it feels like). I miss you, breakfast club.
Recently, I cut my hair and got a DS, thanks to Mancie the Amazingly Generous. I've been rotting my brains over Phoenix Wright, Pokemon, and a number of other amazing time-consumers <3 I also got Memento Mori (or Korean Lesbians from Beyond the Dead) and ... drumroll please
THE FIRST SEASON OF THE SIMPLE LIFE FOR TWO DOLLARS
Okay. Tell me that is not amazing. Those skanks. So entertaining.
School is such bullshit, I love it. I need a job so fucking much, I'm going nuts. Babysitting is alright but... ugh, whatever. I'll just spend my time enjoying things~ Maybe one of these days I'll learn to not spend all the money in my pocket at Baby and just wait a week or two and then actually get one of the items I've been lusting after. But FUCK, THEY HAVE MORE NOW.
Speaking of which (so smooth right here), last night I went with Franny to some event at New Ppl. It was a new not-kawaii-so-i-don't-really-care store opening but all I payed attention to was SALE. Though I didn't buy any sale items, just dumb shit. Anyway, we met up with Lynda + a lot of other lovely ladies & brolita to eat and hang and I had a really good time. I used to be so scared and shy when I would go to events when there were other lolitas but since Baby opened, I've been seeing more and more of them so I guess I've gotten more comfortable? It doesn't help that around here, a lot of my "friends" are awful. I'm so tired of their fake backstabbing shit. They think I'm embarrassing and unpopular, and I think they're trashy and tasteless so what's the point in trying to make it work. Fuck them, I'm gonna be myself. Funny thing is since I decided that, I've been less lonely. TANGENT OVER. Ugh, me. So while we were out, my mom called me about a thousand times bringing my ~jailbait~ status to attention. I don't really care, I don't embarrass easily, but it was annoying. Especially how she was so full of RAAGGEEE and then when I get home, she doesn't even care. >:| Waste of energy, chatting time, and first impressions.
Anyway, still babbling about lolita... I feel like Nana Kitade has come and bitten me in my sleep making me one of her vampire slave children. Recently, I have a constant feeling of "I don't give a fuck. Like, at all." and it's even been getting into my clothes and tastes. I've been wearing a lot of less than uniform coordinates, and more than that, I've been appreciating them more. And I've had such an urge to wear kuro. Me. Kuro. Just a month ago, I was the leader in the I Don't Particularly Like Black Especially Because It Isn't Pink (Or Red) movement. It makes me kind of happy. As Danielle said to Lia after she made a super pretentious comment about people with unnatural hair color, "your style has changed!"
So today I have to clean my room, finish Phoenix Wright, do internet shit and watch some Glee.