morning I must make my house work for the visual arts-preparatory courses. 3 of 5 I've done, and I do not think it will be finished before midnight, when I go on. For that I'm going to the tutorial in our hot sections of truant tutor and act as I would work diligently on. And I'm already feeling guilty in advance, I am the support of his whole course, because kip since 90% of the people or are just not paying attention in class and therefore do not participate. This one has really only in it for Michalski sit and be showered with his incredible knowledge. But probably, the fact that we have no test for the lecture in order to reduce the interest on the zero line. A pity, Mannerism is cool.
I am the Bodyline skirt and the jacket going on, thanks to Cherry, the money has arrived today and I have the case as soon as possible to the post. presence of all other I was still on money, Tenshi gets' nen part of jewelry and I actually had someone for the meta-ring, but as I said, I'm still waiting: (After all, enough money for my sister, the financial benefit for the month to give, and perhaps still a bit to do in their pockets.
Sunday was my first day in the kitchen in the tropics clinic, it was better than I thought, but something of exhausting. stand six hours at a time and then come again to rinse off the evening, I had never in my life so thick knees like that evening. Added to this, something that I like wart on the index finger of his left hand, right below the nail bed have. And of course the great section of my pizza box, damn he and his family, in fact, one could simply amputate the whole finger. By Sunday, both must somehow be healed or less, because 10 times a day disinfect hands with open wounds really is not fun. And the smell of the stuff reminds me always to the diocese and to old sick> __ \u0026lt;
way, I decided my rauszuhauen a corset too, the other is broken and not really for sale: ( so if anyone wants to have a full chest pinstripe corset size L, Just log on. I feel the time is too rich for something XD
next month's money and if I have the debt with my sister then be slowly stutters, I will once again make me something. After I had to clean out my closet so heavily last year, I am more concerned about the direction my style is all about. In everyday life I am most of the skinny jeans and skater shoes type, but now that I so rarely wear Lolita, have somehow some "romantic" things crept into my closet, some of the not very recent flower prints H & M, a few softer colors and even, oh my God, White. I'm white T-shirts. I am still totally shocked about it. And when I think about Loli, then the only things that really appeal to me yet, Classic and Gothic. Besides the fact that I even cried practically the last few weeks to sleep on the idea of white Lief's Sacred Night in, I always hang on permanent grade Innocent World, particularly to those here:
I especially love the long versions of IW's clothes. Out of the whole child's sweet-stuff I get out and grow longer Dresses have something ... I do not know something ladylike? : D In any case, I like them better and for me to bring more to the point, what I want to personally express with Lolita. To the times but somehow amusing report the other day to use, I will not be a little spoiled princess with Cinderella complex.
For me, Lolita has had a lot to do with growing up, because it has brought me closer in many ways the person I wanted to be then and now almost am. Without Lolita my development in recent years would have been different, and even if it sounds weird - Also that I am now able to run three nights in 'NEM short skirt to go home alone, or people to tell the opinion if I do not like what me to make up so that nothing goes my hair to style without wreck, and to know the difference between attractive and sexy, these are all things I can directly or indirectly attributed to Lolita. God sounds like the cheesy. But it's true. I probably would not have half as much confidence as I have today if I had never seen Kamikaze Girls, and if I had never just gone to Lolita in the Castle Garden at in beautiful weather to sit alone on the lawn and read Effi Briest. Today I would not dance like I do (says Sanja, if you see me dance, will dance along to. Suss \u0026lt;3), if I had not run out for three months in Lolita and gelenrt huh ; tte, to shit on it what other people think of you when they see one.
But I hate "what if" thoughts, because I always kind of too much lead. The idea that without a specific event the whole life run completely differently, and whether it better, worse or just completely different would have been. In any case, I would not Lolita missed a lot. I would not know a lot of people today, and if only the it would be a shame.
Enough babble. Back to the stupid homework. If I get it finished before midnight, I reward myself with the fact that I finished writing the next chapter of Tuahina. After all I have to kill Bildbeschreibungskack at least on paper a few people.
Next entry about being in love. Without direct reason I red one. We'll see.
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