Birthday presents
It was my birthday yesterday! =D The majority of my presents haven’t come in the mail yet, but let’s see what rewards I’ve reaped so far for having lived to see another year:
1. A figure of Kaworu Nagisa from Neon Genesis Evangelion
This was kind of a present from myself… >.> I usually don’t like figurines, but for Nagisa I’d make an exception. ^^ N-not that there’s anything perverted involved! ‘Cos we all know Kaworu’s a few degrees shy of a straight line, if you know what I mean. =)
I was determined not to be that kind of person who kept her dolls and figures behind glass in a cabinet, so after I broke him out of the box I played with him and carried him around like crazy. Except like an idiot I dropped him and got him scratched within the first ten minutes ;_; but you know this figure has such a weird and specific pose it’s difficult even to sit him in the palm of your hand? I couldn’t, like, even figure out how to sit him on top of his moon rock without reading the instructions. ^^”
But speaking of moon rocks, why IS there a figure of this guy in the first place? I mean, in the Rebuild of Evangelion movie, he spends all of his time on the moon and only appears after the closing credits… o_O Not that I’m complaining of course; Kaworu’s my favourite character next to Shinji (who for a main character, on the other hand, has next to no merchandise made of him??)
I’m annoyed at how much Rei and Asuka merchandise there is in comparison to Shinji ‘the plain character’ merchandise, it’s kind of an insult to the reason why people watch the show, isn’t it? =( Although I still find it amusing/interesting how in Japan it’s perfectly acceptable to put 14-year-old characters in tight-fitting outfits and mildly suggestive poses at all.
Sometimes I’m fascinated by how you can feel Kaworu’s spine if you trace your fingertip down his back. Sometimes I wish the finish on him was even shinier than it is now and wonder if that makes me as bad as the people who make this kind of perverted stuff. X3
2. HK mood light
My mum ordered me a freaking PULLIP DOLL but she felt bad that it wasn’t going to get here in time so she bought some things for me at her workplace. Unfortunately most of them were things I would never use so they are going on return, but this lamp thing - it’s totally kickass!
It’s continuously changing colour and all that.
3. Cake
One of my friends baked me a cake. I won’t post a picture of it here for the sake of anonymity and because it was fugly: it was a really greasy Victoria sponge covered in some really crappy attempts at icing. But it tasted good! And that is, of course, due to the power of friendship.
4? Petticoats
When I was asked by my parents what I wanted for my birthday I mentioned (amongst a whole great list of other things) a new petticoat, because I only had one and it was getting really deflated from overuse, and I thought that you couldn’t really go wrong in buying a petticoat because they’re all pretty much the same as long as they’re from a good company.
Of course, that was assuming that my step dad actually understood how petticoats worked. He must have gotten them confused with my bloomers or something because he bought SUCH a short one. ;_; Like, the kind for slutty fancy dress. And he bought an extra one in pink too, when I said originally that I only wanted white. ;_; It sounds ungrateful, I know, but I kind of get the message from my step dad whenever he does stuff like this, and encourages my predisposition towards lolita fashion, or is forever interested in whether my bras still fit and what lingerie I buy, that he’s forwarding only HIS and other men’s idea of what a girl should be like. The absolute worst thing about it is that he thinks I want to be that kind of girl.
He sees me wearing lolita when I go out and he immediately warns me to STAY CLOSE TO YOUR FRIENDS BECAUSE YOU LOOK VERY LOVELY AND FETISHISTIC, without trying to understand that that’s not what I’m trying to do at all. I have no plans to buy lacy lingerie and as to my breast size, I really have no preference and therefore little interest. I dress for MYSELF, not for boys or some pervy stranger, and… why am I ranting about this here? o_O I ought to make a separate post for all this female-empowerment stuff.