Thursday, July 8, 2010

Trip to Russia

Tomorrow I'm going to be on a plane to Russia. There are sooo many things that I am going to miss here over the whole summer! I wish I wasn't going... the streets of Russia are filled with drunks and smokers. That doesn't make it any better. I think the only thing I'm going to like is the russian food.

Friday, April 9, 2010

He's Gone (a sad story. written by me)


He’s Gone

the sad story of a fangirl

I woke up knowing that something was wrong. I didn’t know what. I was panting, and sweaty all over, my eyes were wide open and dark bags hung under my eyes. I felt butterflies in my stomach, and my hand practically shook as I tried to drink my morning coffee, almost causing it to spill over the edge of my cup.

I had believed it to be the cause of a very bad nightmare, and I shook the feeling off. I soon forgot all about my uneasiness.

“Good morning, Seraph.” I kissed the poster which hung over my bed. As I finished my coffee, I stared into the deep blue eyes which stared back at me from the poster. Seraph was the singer of the band ‘Blackbirds,’ and I simply adored him and his music. I listened to him everyday on my ipod, and his posters hung all over my room. I had seen him live many times, and I had almost fainted when I got an autograph from him. He was my idol.

Today was going to be a good day. I would go and see him live again this evening. I got tingles of excitement just thinking of seeing him again. Oh, how he made my heart beat fast! His deep voice echoing through the halls of my mind. He had me hypnotized.

I got dressed into my outfit, which consisted of black jeans, a black and white checkered shirt, and a chain necklace. My wrists were covered in rainbow colored bracelets, and my lips were panted black. My make-up made me look pale, and the dark circles under my eyes seemed even darker, and I looked as if I hadn’t slept in days.

I happily walked out of my house down to the doughnut shop to get breakfast. I got a glazed doughnut and some more coffee. As I happily gulped down my doughnut, I saw my friends walk into the doughnut shop. They were happily chatting away, as if they didn’t have a care in the world, and then they saw me. They stopped in their tracks, and their chatter came to a stop. They looked at each other and at me, and whispered quietly.

“What?” I looked at them suspiciously. “Is there something wrong with me?” My friend Hazel looked at me for a long time. I saw pity in her eyes, and it made me uncomfortable. “What?” I repeated my question.

“Did you hear?” My other friend, Niki, said quietly, almost as if she didn’t want me to hear.

“Hear what?”

“About... Seraph.”

“What about him?” I started to get uneasy, and sweat rolled down my neck. I remembered how I had felt that morning.

“Did you know that... he got in an accident last night?” Niki’s voice cracked as she told me the news. I froze. I felt as if my heart had stopped.

“An accident? What happened to him?” Something in me told me that I didn’t want to know.

“He got into a car accident, and he... died.” My mind went blank. Seraph? Dead? It couldn’t be! It shouldn’t be! I was going to see his concert tonight, I was going to get him to give me another autograph... Dead? Seraph? No! I was so shocked that I didn’t notice that my mascara was dripping down my face.

“No...” my voice was quiet at first. “No...” My voice got louder. “NOOO!!!!!” I screamed, and all the other customers in the doughnut shop turned their heads to look at me. I ran out of the doughnut shop, leaving my unfinished doughnut just lying on the table. I ran to my house, into my room, and fell on my bed, crying. I lay there for a long time, my mascara dripping onto my sheets, but they were black already so no stain was left.

I don’t know how long I lay there, weeping, but soon I had wept the last tear. No, I told myself, Seraph is not dead, he’s not, he’s not, he’s NOT!!! He’s alive, I’ll see him at the concert tonight, I will. Soon I had convinced myself that he really wasn’t dead.

That evening, I arrived at the place where the concert would have taken place. I sat there, waiting for Seraph and his band to arrive. When he didn’t, I convinced myself that he was already onstage, singing for me. I screamed, cheering Seraph on, telling him that I loved him. I started to sing along with him, and dancing to the tune which played itself from memory in my head.

Some people walking by stared at me weirdly, and when a girl asked ‘what’s she doing, Mommy?’, her mother shushed her. Soon some men came and took me away from the concert. I screamed and bit them, telling them that the concert wasn’t over yet, that I hadn’t gotten Seraph’s autograph...

Thursday, April 8, 2010

I'm Getting a Cat!!!

I'm getting a cat! Probably I'll get it from a shelter. I want to give it a japanese name. ^_^
I'm pretty grateful to my dad, because he's the one who's getting the cat for us, even though he's allergic to them (what a nice dad).
I've never had a cat before, so tips on keeping a pet are welcome! (in fact, needed)

Tuesday, March 16, 2010

My cute little list of me

just a little list about me...

likes pink and white, the bestest color combination ever
adores sanrio characters
collects cute little trinkets (hello kitty)
gobbles down sweets without even watching her weight (im not fat yet, but if this keeps up, i will be)
drinks tea in the garden with her teddy bear
writes books about princesses in her spare time
suffers from large amount of homework
likes sparkly things
big imagination (daydreamer)
japan-aholic (I love everything about Japan!)
loves her big sis. they both share the love of boogers and farting XP
a sweet gentle girl when she isn't gross or getting into a fight with her mom
tree hugger (literally)
etc, etc, etc

Wednesday, February 24, 2010

Usamomo Doll

I just saw this cute rabbit doll and I thought: "OMG! I just HAVE to have that!" I looked through all the dolls and their dresses, and as I looked at the pictures I was like squealing, because I was getting a cute overload. Here are a few pictures of Usamomo:

Isn't this doll perfect for a lolita? Usamomo looks like a lolita herself!

Monday, February 22, 2010

Little Plum

I have been reading a really good book, it's called 'Little Plum' and written by Rumer Godden. It's about japanese dolls in London, and I suggest this book to anyone who likes Japan as much as I do. It's out of print though, I think, so to find it you may have to look in your local library, or through used books. Although I'm only half-way through the book, it's really a great book, and I suggest you read it. It's like, awesome.

Wednesday, February 17, 2010

Love Letter

Today, just as school ended, and I was sitting and waiting for my dad to come and pick me, i got a love letter. I was just sitting and playing with my cellphone when C (let's abbreviate his name to C) walked by. He gave me an empty m&m container, and told me to open it. Then he ran off. I opened the container, and found a letter which said:
"I have wanted to tell you this for a long time, but never knew how. I really like you, and even though I am a few days late, happy valentines day. Will you be my girlfriend?"
This boy is a good friend of mine, but I really wouldn't want to be his girlfriend. I really don't want to hurt his feelings either. What should I do? What should I say?

Monday, February 15, 2010

Sewing My Own Lolita Dress

I've been wanting to sew my own lolita dress for a while. I've drawn it, but I think I might change the colors. The main color will be pink, and the lace and bows will be white. Now I just need to sew it. I'll have my mom help, but she hasn't got the slightest idea about lolita. Anyone have any suggestions about the design, or how to sew it?

Tuesday, February 9, 2010


Yesterday, I went cross-country skiing with my family. It was loads of fun, and I enjoyed it. I wasn't able to blog about it yesterday because when I got home, i was so tired that I just plopped into bed.
I find it easier than ice skating, but ice skating is just as fun.

Sunday, February 7, 2010


I have FINALLY finished sewing my bloomers! I have been working on them for like a few weeks already with the help of my mom. I'm so happy that I finished! Now I will start working on some petticoats! XD

Saturday, February 6, 2010

Lolita Shoes

I went to the mall, and I couldn't find any pink or white boots that met my fancy. There aren't any pink shoes with bows either. Except for ballet flats. But those don't really fit my style. The only shoes I can find that seem lolita-ish are old-fashioned shoes, like with all the buttons and stuff. If I want pink shoes with bows, I'll probably have to buy them online.