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Strange Thing

You know, I found out another one of my friends is pregnant?
It's so strange for me. Here I am... not married, not in a relationship, and still a pathetic little virgin girl, getting fatter by the second. And I have friends producing babies.
Sigh.
Not that I WANT a baby right now. I'd much rather finish school... establish a good financial base... you know, get married...
but everyone seems to be growing up so fast D: And I'm still playing with dolls and watching cartoons.

Oh, well. *plays with little Orian*

Dorries! pt. 2

More of my boy. This time, he has long hair... and he's playing with Yoko, Debbie's boy. Yes, Yoko is a girl name.



















Dorries! pt. 1

Decided to update with a bit of my boy.







A life and everything

It's 11pm. Week nine in my eleven-week quarter for school. Two more weeks.
A recurring theme this year is my constant doubts over my career choice. I have fun doing what I do, but I regard it all almost apathetically. I don't know how to describe it... Now that I know as much as one could know before working in the field, I find it all kind of boring. I'm so sick of school. I'd love to just get into business, because these last ten classes I have to take are seriously boring.
And I can't take a break from school. They actually removed that option the quarter before I was eligible to take a quarter off! Bastards.
I guess I'm just ready to grow up. I'd feel so much better if I was making my own rent money, and if I was buying my dolls without worrying that I'm spending money I'll need in the future. I'm SO SICK OF SCHOOL!! I wish I could graduate now!!
I made the BEST steak for dinner today. It was amazing, hands down. Nothing compares.
Someone asked me a question about my infatuation with dolls. A good internet friend who reads my other blog asked me if I felt some sort of affection for the tiny things, as people tend to do for humanoid inanimate objects. I told her yes, yes I do. I know the difference between imaginary and reality, don't get me wrong. But sometimes, an imaginary friend is way better than a real friend. And let's face it--he's so cute!
They starting up the Big Bang machine, and in a few hours we'll see if it'll create a particle of matter from thin air. We'll also see if we all die in a second big bang. Woo!
When my friend asked me if I'd regret anything if we die in a second big bang, I told him this: Dying a virgin. Yeah. My biggest regret. D:

Eyeballs... everywhere!

That's right. Doll eyes, everywhere.

So, I sold Miho. He's going away at the end of September. I'm going all smaller-sizes now... MSDs. I've even said my goodbyes to the dreams of ever buying Cian.
But that doesn't solve the issue here. Orian is sad and lonesome. orian needs a friend.
I'm buying Haru soon, but Haru won't be a good friend to orian. *sighs* Yet I know not who else to buy that would be a good friend to him...

My poor little one... so lonesome, all the time. I can't bear to look at him lately, he's that lonely.



Well. Time for Bed.

Some doll rant

So, I think I've joined a cult.

That's really the only way I thought to describe it earlier today. The act of buying an animate object, naming it, talking to it, loving it, and photographing it... and many of us do that... and I'm beginning to think I've lost my mind.
And yet, I don't mind it. And I get offended when people joke about it. D: What gives?

The doll I've lusted after for three years is now being re-released. Only problem is, I don't think I lust for him anymore.
I noticed this when Maui told me Cian was going to have another hundred copies made in September.
I reacted as any fangirl would. "ZOMG CIAN FOR REALZ I MUST GET HIM LET ME SELL MY SOUL SO I CAN AFFORDZ HIM!!1oneXD" but then... well, I stopped and thought about it. Cian is Orian's adult version, but because he wasn't being made anymore, I bought what is referred to as the child version of Cian--a Bory. I opted to make Orian a child because, well, his character was very child-like anyway, and I have this strange affection for the version of Orian I stuck in a horror story awhile back, who happened to be 13 years old, anyway. After my long wait, and constant selling and selling and saving and saving, and another long wait... I did it. Orian became a KD Bory.
When I discovered that I preferred him this age instead of an adult, well, I went into a sort of shock. I don't want Cian anymore? He was my dream doll for three years, and yet, I don't want him?
Miho is another similar case. I wanted the Miho doll head for ages because I thought he was beautiful, and bought him as soon as he was released again. Now, I've had him for two months, and I've already lost interest in him. I keep trying to like him again.

The difference between Orian and the Miho head is, Miho is meant to be 60cm tall. Orian is only 41cm tall. I like the smaller dolls... so I'm thinking about selling my bigger boy and making him smaller, too. >.
Anyway, I'm gonna go eats!

It's Dark and Dark and Dreadful



Orian and I played today.

Neoworld

Life is so nuts right now.
So, it turns out, all of us had some sort of falling out. Now, Cat is moving out, and Alex is moving in. But everyone is so upset things became this way, that everyone is fighting ALL the time. I mean, Alex and Brit, and Debbie and me, and everything. We're all at each others throats. It's awful. I can only hope things get better next quarter, but I'm not so sure.
I've somehow gotten back into DEG, I think it's Alan's fault, really. Sigh.

I've been preferring nobody over having people around. I think it's because I feel awful about what happened with Catherine, and I've been so guilty I just can't look at my friends anymore. And the people in my apartment only remind me of what's going on, so I'd much rather stick to myself than anything. However, I get very little in terms of escape here, because there is ALWAYS someone around.
I tried to calm down on Monday and work on orian's faceup. I was doing pretty well, but I was doing it with Debbie, and she was working on her Yoko. She tends to make things less enjoyable because she get's uber stressed out and cries about things, and I just about had it on Monday. I didn't mean to snap at her but I did, a FEW times. I mean, I can see where she's coming from, but I was being selfish. I wanted, I needed that space-out time, but I couldn't do it, because I was supposed to make her feel better. Lately, that's all I've been doing for everyone! I'm really tired of being the peacekeeper, especially when that all backfired after my last conversation with Catherine. Obviously, I'm no good at that, and I don't want to make anyone else feel better when I'm still trying to make myself feel better.
Orian and I played cards the other day, and watched CSI, cuz there was a marathon on. I think it's STILL on, actually. Anyway, I prefer Orian over anything else I guess, because he's quiet and doesn't have half the problems as real-life people. Gee. I'm going crazy.

Dunno if I mentioned, but I finished the twilight series awhile back. I hated the last book at first, but I like it kind of now. I don't know if I'll re-read the series though. I'm all bella'd out.
But a few nights ago I started having dreams of meeting a prince charming. The first night it was Edward Cullen. You can laugh all you want, but I'm into dream deciphering and I know WHY it was him. It wasn't because I'm a total fangirl, but he's one of my ideals for a decent young man I wouldn't mind marrying one day, and it just so happened that I was marrying him in the dream. Me, not Bella.
Anyway, the next night, it was a guy I completely made up for the dream. And last night, when I COULD sleep, it was a character from a book I wrote ages ago. I think romantic dreams are worse than nightmares. nightmares are over when you wake up. But when you wake up from such a happy dream, all you can do is feel bad the rest of the day.
Aside from the times I had those dreams, I've been having a hard time sleeping. I think it's insomnia II: Back with a Vengeance. I get it in the summertime but I thought it was over with because it came in May and June, but wasn't around for most of July at all, not since school started. But I've been tossing and turning and playing Elite Beat Agents all night.
I don't wanna go to class tonight because all my roommates, both ex and new, are in the class I"m in. But I gotta go because I"m the project manager. This sucks.
What a nightmare.


He's Here

He's here. My wee one. Finally.
He looks adorable, but already I chipped his makeup >O< He's only been painted for what, two days? man, oh, man. Nice going!
Anyway, some pictures.






He has a jacket, too, and he looks just about ready to go anywhere, despite the missing piece of lip color he now has. I'm in love. He's so adorable, I almost don't want my slutty Setsume anymore--just cute wee ones, thank you!

Mm, coffee. And Dolls!

I don't know if I mentioned this, but I purchased Bory a few days ago. He'll be the new Orian... omg... I'm so excited. I'm going to have him cosplay as Ritsuka!! I bought him short shorts just for the occasion! *giggles*
That being said...
Alex has become my best friend lately. We get along so well. And now that hes dating Brit, she's become so much more easier to live with. It's a win-win situation.
Alex needs a place to stay for a few months, and all of us (but one) have suggested he live with us. It'd lower our rent down $125 a month, which would be stupendous; we'd suddenly have a huge TV he says, and the best part is, Alex would be living with us. He's a blast. Problem is, Catherine will say no when we ask. She's against boys living with girls. That will be the only reason, too, despite his being our close friend in need of help and all. Thing is, Alex is that person I've craved in my life for so very long. When he's in our circle, I feel complete. I have Debbie, who helps me create and who snaps me back to reality; I have Brittany, who loves to shop and have fun; I have Catherine, the religious support; and then Alex, the one who shares the same extreme interests as I do. My passion for dolls is only rivaled by his passion for cars. When he's around, things just feel balanced.
I hope catherine says yes. u___u

If Alex lives with us, that extra $125 a month I get from school would go to my savings account. It'd help me out so much.

It's come to my attention that I have way too much manga. I don't know where to sell it, though. Sigh u__u

meh, Not in in the mood.

I'm not in the mood to be on my computer. Sigh.

I work too much.

ORIAN is for sale, but no one wants to buy him. What gives? I'm selling him at least a hundred bucks cheaper than what I bought him. Fucking resin elitists. VINYL IS JUST AS GOOD AS RESIN OMGWTF! If half of them bothered to peek into my sales thread, they'd see just how gorgeous he is.

I'm trying hard to ignore him since I'm selling him, but having a doll to spoil has become part of me, so it's hard to see him sitting all alone on my bookshelf. And I can't wait to sell him, so I can get a smaller version. (whole reason I'm selling Orian.) I just really want something to cuddle right now.

Melo is boring. I'm going now.

PS: Dave is making us wear disneyphenilia this weekend. I argued, because I thought I had nothing; then I remembered I have this insane hat collection. So, I'm wearing my mad-hatter hat at work tomorrow. Awesome... It's been awhile. The hat sags worse than old-lady boobs now, though. Oh well.

So, hm, yeah...

Gah. Every time I look at Orian I feel a pang of sadness. I've never sold a doll before. ;o; Even if he's going to be the same character, I'm going to miss THIS Orian a lot.

My friend and I have been writing this story about the end of the world. It's um... interesting, to say the least. o.O We have one kid... one gay couple, one ex-soldier, one ex-doctor, one science experiment, and... that's about it, so far.

I lost my debit card. AGAIN. u__u It's somewhere in this room, I just can't find it.

That aside, though, I'm selling commissions like mad. So far, I've made nearly a hundred bucks drawing complete crap. Well, it's not that I try to make it crap... it just happens. u__u *has no faith in her commission work* But still, I've made a hundred bucks so far...! All that money, though, is going towards my dollie fund u__u
My dolly fund... is eating away at my would-be savings. u_u

maybe it's a good thing that I can't find my debit card... >.>

Been gone awhile

It was break, and I had nothing much to whine about.

BUT NOW I DO!

So, everyone here knows that my dream doll is Cian, right? (Just nod and say yes.) It's impossible to find that doll anymore. I decided to convert all my dolls to their younger, more adorable selves... mini sized... o.O the MINI version of Cian is Bory.
Let me find a picture of him...

Isn't he adorable? So, I decided... Orian's going from 60cm to 41cm.

And then, it happened. Someone is selling Cian.


Sigh. The head for Cian is going for the same price as the entire Bory. I've decided to go with Bory, of course--he's the more practical, and also, Orian requested this of me. He wants to be the same age as Yoko, his dearest friend, and since Yoko is also coming as a 41cm boy, Orian wants to be such, too. Cian has been the face I've wanted Orian to have for almost a year now... but I have to think clearly. I'm already getting a body for the new head I have, (I'm either making Inu or Setsume into a doll now) and I'm ALSO getting not one--but possibly TWO MSDs (those are the 40cm dolls, the "kids".) I'll be spending almost a grand on them in total. I shouldn't buy Cian, because then he'll need a wig as well... eyes... and a body. a GOOD body. Even if I don't make him Orian, he'll have to be someone who gets along with whoever else I'm making.

For those of you who don't understand what I'm talking about, I'm a writer. I write a LOT. Sometimes with others, sometimes alone. Needless to say, I write every day.
When I first started admiring the Ball-jointed dolls, I loved finding dolls that looked like my characters. And then, one day--as if possessed--I decided to buy one, and turn him into my number-one girly-boy: Orian H.
From that moment on, the dolls I plan to collect are all based on characters that live in my head, if not on the page. Inu is my number-one manly-boy, who I made when I was fifteen years old to cope with a rotten home life. Setsume is my slutty boy, who sleeps with anything that walks upright and has at least one opposable thumb. (those two would most def be 60cm.)
Now that you have my history...
I notice my family is going to mostly be MSDs from now on. Debbie, my co-collector and roommate, got me into the tinier sized dolls. With her boys also shrinking down in size, I'm compelled to do the same. (since our boys are friends, and should not have an age difference that drastic.) I only have Orian right now, anyway. Setsume/Inu, the head I've had for half a month now, will remain a big doll once I create him... and I'm sure I'll have other big dolls later, when I'm richer. *laughs*
Anyway, I'm sad I let the chance for Cian to slip through my fingers, but I'm sure it's for the best. I shouldn't go buying every doll on the market.
*sniffles*
I still miss him though.

Twilight? WTF?

What the hell? Since when did I get so engrossed in a book at the first ten pages?
I used to read ALL the time in school. It was my life--that, and writing. The written word was my only outlet; my only solace.
That changed when I went to college. In the three years I've been attending, I've written zero stories alone, (though several with others,) and I've read maybe... two and a half books....
Well... it's been awhile since a book has caught my attention so quickly, and so intensely. I can't put the book down.
Ugh.
It's always the young adult novels that get me.

Yet another lovely problem with this body.

Lactose Intolerant.
I really should see a doctor... but doctors have only given me trouble. *sighs* With all the problems I've had with them, I'm tired of surprises that have nothing to do with my health.
That being said, I don't know what is going on with my stomach anymore. Every time I eat ice cream, I get explosive... er... well, let's just say it isn't pretty. Hoooorrible stomach cramps, an hour in the bathroom, and everything unpleasant.
This is the third time, so, yes... I've narrowed it down to ice cream. Which is horrible because... I absolutely adore ice cream. I love drinking milk. I love cheese. How unfair.
*sad* My life, or something like it... just one big substitute for PHAIL.

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Vote for Kieran, and I promise you many good things! Like... like muffins! With DOUBLE the chocolate chip! And... naked women! The hot kind! *nods* Yes, vote Kieran!

I met a boy!

I met a boy yesterday!
He's pretty cool. We really hit it off when he was subbing for my boss during work. :D Anyway, I gave him my number and he's been flirting with me ever since! *blush* I dunno how to respond half the time!
*phone rings* Ack! he's texting again! *checks it*
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*blushes*

Mindless Self Indulgence

They are amazing. Listen.... hear them? they are playing RIGHT NOWZ.


PLUS, the guy who does most of their artwork is Jhonen Vasquez.
Who is he?

Invader Zim. Squee. And, most of all, JTHM. That is who he is!

He directed the video to the song playing RIGHT NOWZ. So, you should look them up!

World Ends With You

Who is playing it so far? It's got to be one of my most favorite DS games of all time! I love it!

that's about it >.>

I love it when you call me BIG POPPA

Nope, the title has nothing to do with the entry.

My insomnia is alive and kicking again, which means signing up for two morning classes was a major mistake. Oh well, if I'm lucky, it won't last for more than a month or two.

I'm thinking about not going home once again for the holidays. What is "home" anyway? There are just too many problems with that place. I mean, it's not all shits and giggles here, either... but at least here, these are MY problems and MY struggles, and nothing at all related to home.

My brother joined the army though, and I want to see him off. I won't see him for a long, long time after that. Aren't I lucky? u__u I love Danny loads, though. I really should go see him.

My school funding has been cut off. No more cal grant. Apparently, my school told them I was going to graduate this quarter about two years ago, which was WRONG. So now, I have no cal grant to back me up. I'll be all loans from here on out. Life sucks. Debt sucks too. And that's even if I can GET a friggin loan. We'll see.

What else should I rant about... Oh! My ulcerative colitis came back BIG TIME a few days ago. I swear. Blood, everywhere, all over the place. I thought I was going to die or something. Today it went away, though. My stomach is still a little tender, but no blood! yay! I should really get that checked out.

One more thing!
So, I have class tomorrow. but my boss texts me late today about me having to come in before thursday to take a test. Uuuh. Uuuuuh. Why didn't I know this last weekend? I could have taken it THEN. But no. Now, I'm at a loss... It's either I leave at the crack of dawn to do the test, I push my luck and wait till after class to do my test, or I skip school altogether and do my test. I'm leaning towards door number three.

OK... that's about it, I guess.
Oh yeah, and DOA's market place is totally overpriced. People don't know the methods of pricing for some dolls, you know? Seriously. It doesn't matter how much YOU spent on it... it matters on the condition of the item and it's rarity. Someone on DOA was selling a doll that not only had gone greenish and had a chip on it, but isn't even a limited edition. On the website, for it new, it's about $550. She was selling her old used one for $600 PLUS paypal fees! Who the hell would do that?!
Not only that, but the way the gallery is is worse than dA. I'm so irritated with people right now!

Flowers

This entry has nothing to do with flowers.

I'm very tired. School has really worn me out. Between side projects, work, and classes... I'm just dead. And I REALLY hate class right now.
The the classes I'm struggling in, though, I have alright grades. but for some reason, I have a D in the ones I thought I was fine in? Doushite??

I just wish summer break would come. I need a vacation....

story time!

So, I have a few stories to tell you. The first one:

Brittany set her bamboo plant on the balcony to get some sun, since it's dying. Well, we live ont he fourth floor, and it was a windy day.
We're watching movies when suddenly we hear this horrible crashing outside. We look at each other and rush to check. Yes, it was the bamboo plant.
We leaned over the side, and I was lamenting because the complex had just been scrubbed clean top to bottom that very day, and we just made a horrible mess.
Then a man leans over his balcony, and proceeds to yell at us. u__u

Well, we had all gone to pick up a package from the post office today, but we got lost(?) and then arrived at the post office in the knick of time. Ha ha, or so we thought. I stood in like until five minutes before closing, only to have the woman tell me I was in the wrong post office.
What's worse is, the post office I was spose to go to, was just up the block. >O
Er, that's about it for today.

(no title)


WHAT IS THE NAME OF THIS NOVEL?!

So, I am deciding what books I should buy for my summer trip. Yes. it turns out I'm probably going.

I'll be getting Twilight, because three people have suggested that it's some good reading, though I don't believe them. I'm picky about vampire novels. Too different than mine, and I have a problem. Too similar, and I have a problem. u__u But, it sounds good... and I flipped through it--good flow. Now, to see if the story is good...

Also rediscovered my love of young adult novels. You know, the slightly-big-font, slim books with a teenager in it. I found all my old reads... cirque du freak, the 'angus, thongs, and full-frontal snogging' series... so, I'm thinking of picking up a book or two from those series in the future, to give them a re-read. Never did finish either series...

And, of course, on to grown up books... on a pale horse caught my eye, and a few dean koontz books... and Anne Rice's new jesus-ish book. And don't forget, that one book done by that one chick who wrote howl's moving castle. castles in the air, or something? I should read that.

If I read more, maybe I'll start writing again. I have a few ideas I've been tossing around in my head... and I'm a much better writer than artist.

if only my stories didn't end sadly.

OH!
I HAVE A QUESTION:
DOES ANYONE KNOW THIS BOOK??

I don't know the author. I don't know the title. But the story consisted of a girl and her brother who were running from.....something, I can't recall. And they take refuge in this place with a man who wears gloves all the time, because he can see the future when he touches people. And I get the feeling there was a dragon in it, but I can't remember.

I read it a long time ago. I was hoping someone might know what it was???

100 karma points--stolen?!

I had 760something, and now I have 661!
I haven't deleted any entries for weeks... what happened?

>O<

My Otoro Adventure

So, today's been pretty chill. As some of you know--or, as NONE of you know--Thursdays I'm stuck in San Francisco (I live in Colma, about a 30 minute commute away) from 8AM to 10PM. Most of the reason for this is because I have class from 8 to 12, and then five hours of dead time, and then class from 6 to 10. Usually, my friend Debbie and I go on craaaaazy adventures in the city, (not really. We walk to Powell Street, eat lunch, and walk/take the bart back) and what not. Today, my friend Terri came along.
We decided to eat at a Japanese place in the Metreon. Well, I ordered sesame chicken... (I hate chicken, but I like sesame chicken. o.O weird!) And Terri ordered Sake. Now that I'm 21, I had to try it. (it wasn't bad, though one shot of that stuff kind of SLOWLY knocked me off my feet. My tolerance level sucks when it comes to new drinks.) Then, my eyes caught the word Toro on the menu. Now, I've always wondered what Toro was. (It's talked about in Host Club a lot.) And I decided, what the hell? On the menu, it was located with the other rolls, those being priced at about 3 to 5 dollars a dish. So, I figured it'd cost the same.
Well, I got it--and ate one roll before asking, "hey, is this raw fish?" lol! Yeah, it's raw, alright. but it tasted alright! Not bad at all, actually. I ate the other one after laughing about my stupidity with my two friends.
Now, our meals came and we ate. It took hours for them to give us the check though, literally! Of course, when i got my bill, I was stunned. My dinner meal was about 20 dollars, including coke and tempura. But my Otoro >O< it was was 15 dollars!! WHAAAAT!!! For 2 rolls?! OMG!!
Well, after being a little saddened by the price of two measly rolls of fatty tuna fish, which did taste awkwardly interesting, I laughed about it and paid. Still, I think Debbie'll make fun of me for ages about it.
Friggin' Otoro.

In other news, I've taken on a 101 song theme challenge. I made it, actually. I got bored of the original 100 themes, everyone does them. Hmph! I made my own based on songs that were randomly playing on my computer at the time.
I'm very pleased with the results of taking on such a challenge. So far, I've completed one quick piece, (which is more than I have done since getting Orian and playing Photographer-san) and I've started 2 other pieces that are coming out decently...ish. I'm hoping by the 20th piece... maybe I'll be a wee bit better at the artses?

On another note: My portfolio can have comic pages/sequential art?! REALLY?! HOUNTO NIIII?
....Awesome.

in other news
I've purchased
Godchild 1 and 2.
(But I haven't read the series that Godchild is the sequel to, yet.)

What is there to say?

It's been years since I've been on melo. And I don't know if I'm staying.
I remember the days I would post up to five journals a day! I haven't done that recently. I wonder if I'll ever do it again.

I feel like updating you on the topic of me. I'm 21 years old now, but it hurts to drink, much to my dismay. I've started doll collecting, though I only have one at the moment. Still, I love him dearly, so you'll be littered with photos of him.

I still go to AI, which is a great school for the most part. It'd be THE BEST SCHOOL EVER, if it only had a real campus and more decent teachers than idiots.

I live with three other girls at the moment: One I don't understand, One I sadly DO understand, and one I simply Cannot stand.

I have a lot of friends, but I find myself preferring the life of being inside, as I have all my days you've known me.

I don't remember half of you. I was going through my friends list and I honestly didn't know who many of you were. So, if you welcome my return, please state who you are.

I'm generally a nice person. But I don't know if this documentation of my life will be at all nice. o.o I'm not emo, for the most part I'm not depressed; I don't cut myself, I'm not a drunk, and I don't do drugs. I'm doing decently in school, and I'm not a loner in the least. But even people with decent enough lives feel sad at times, or angry with their friends, or lonesome and misunderstood. That's why I've come back to melo... it's the last place my current friends will look, because none of them know how to find me, and I can vent here and maintain a healthy mentality out there.

Anyway... I suppose I'm glad I'm back. I wonder how many of my melofriends are still around...?

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