Ughh. I don't even know what I've been doing lately. I'm going to become a stupid hobo that eats their artwork. Total SB reference there. Anyway, I'm doing more CyberHigh shit and slowly dying out. I'm going to Daiso and get some art supplies tomorrow. There's no way in hell I'm going to J-town though; Cherry Blossom festival is crowding up those garage parking spaces. Damn wonderful cosplayers.
I'd cosplay if I weren't so ugly and tan. I guess the only good thing about my skin tone is that I get complements from the beautiful porcelain people like Edward Cullen. I'm the perfect shade of caramel right now, but when I go to Hawaii, I'll turn into a piece of burnt toast. I always do when I visit hot and sunny places like Florida or Hawaii. Luckily for me, golden state weather turns me a little lighter or I just start peeling like a banana until I'm caramel again.
I just disconnected from Google + from wanting to write on this dumbass blog. I guess I'm crazy and just like to write to myself. It's all good though. I've never felt like blowing up on my friends for no reason anymore because of this. Well, speaking of 'porcelain', I'm going to try and buy materials to make air-dry cold porcelain clay tomorrow. Hopefully Elmer's Glue will be cheap and I can just buy a shit-load for personal uses. I assume I used the wrong amount of corn starch since my first attempted batch turned out a total dry bitch.
Mom's birthday is coming up in a few days; I made her a cute clay chibi charm for whatever use. I'm not the type to find amazing gifts for family and friends. I'm terrible at that. Tomorrow, well, ten minutes from now, it'll be Jolie's birthday. Man, it's been forever since we've talked or hung out. I guess that's okay..I mean I have terrible relationships with my 'middle school friends'. It's understandable. I was a terrible person and I still am, it's just that I don't like talking to them. Jolie is an acception, but it seems like she doesn't like me anymore anyways. It's cool. I know I was a total bitch and inconsiderate of peoples' feelings back then. I still am and all, but I tried really hard to get rid of those habits and part of me.
My newer friends don't believe I would act like that even when I told them how I use to be. It's sort of terrible. I've changed so much to the point where it's like I'm a completely new person. I can't tell if I've changed and left people behind for the better. Maybe it is for the better. Oh, well. I don't even care anymore. I like the people in my life today. Everything will heal in time. <3
