Short notice

Dear Mon,

So I heard you wrote your possibly last entry. I've considered many things to say about this statement, but nothing stands out. Does this mean that I've become indifferent of the situation? Possibly.

Looking back on this project, I don't have many fond memories. You did break some news to me more smoothly this way than you could orally, but I've mostly kept to myself. It's as if I've suddenly become aware of the people who read this after I've finished writing. You must feel the same, from what I can gather.

However, I don't believe this is the end. It cannot be the end. After a dead period, you brought this blogging project back to life. I enjoyed reading about what was happening in your life, and as you enter your first year of college, you'll understand why it was difficult for me to write as frequently as you. As a sophomore, I have become wiser about college, and my experiences of the past can help guide you this year.

You've taken the burden of writing during your (high school) senior year and told me of your experiences. Well, now it's my turn.

Cosplay has been a big thing for me this this past year. It's a hobby I thoroughly enjoy, and it gives me time to continue the experience I began as a high school junior. While I do take this seriously, it could be worse.

I'll be looking forward to the car rides to and from school, but I want songs I know the words to. I would like to apologize for not communicating with you as often as we would both like. We've both been too occupied with personal vices and projects to make time for each other.

With more love than you can imagine,
Pita

Iris

Dear Pita,

It's been a year since we started this, more or less, and I feel that it was slowly dying since we began. Are we just beating a dead horse, or am I just writing to myself really...I guess I could start over with a new blog and you could go off into the world and do your cosplays and things. I know it's sort of a bother to keep checking in on this, especially when I've written 4 or 5..or 20 between your entries. I guess what I really mean is that I wish we would just talk like normal people..

Today when I was driving you up to college to pick up your textbooks I realized 3 things, one of which you helped me see:

1) I'm turning into an adult whether or not I like it...and so are you. We're both in college now, so we'll have to take responsibility for all our own actions and take care of business, whatever that business may be, on time and as close to perfection as we can get it. I just hope it is easier for us both this year..

2) Whenever it's just you and me, no distractions, no computers, no other people...You act like one of my best friends. I don't get it. Why can't you always be like that? I certainly enjoy it a lot more, and it makes me feel less...lonely. I guess it's kind of my own fault for not being more sociable, but I think what tipped me off was that you almost threatened to kill me because I almost revealed a cosplay.

A cosplay...seriously? I mean, I know I was being a little mean, but it was a bit of an overreaction.

3) You told me today that maybe the reason I've been a little meaner is because I have more confidence. WHAT?!?! Never D:> I can't have confidence! It seems terrible, especially if it turned me into this kind of person. I don't like it very much...but I have always wanted confidence..and I guess now that I have it I have to turn it into something not so scary. I believe in the you that believes in me, and we'll make it through college alive. I know it.

Pita, I love you very much, whether or not I say so. Rather, I love the you that is being truly yourself, the you that hangs out with me and dances in the car to various Perfume songs and tells me not to dance while I'm driving XD It's so much fun. I can't wait for the early morning drives we will have to college, because I get to talk to you in the way I used to be able to.

It's gonna be awesome. I just wish my life was like a movie and had theme songs and mood music...because I know when we're having fun, I can just imagine the sound in the scene fading out and you hear "Iris" by Tomohito Nishiura playing. It's just like a reminiscent song...and possibly one of the many songs that could be the soundtrack of my life XD I would make that CD to listen to, but my life isn't over yet. We'll have to wait and see..

I hope college is good to you, sis. And if you need me to beat someone up, just point em out. ^w^ This may very well be my last entry. It's been fun.

Love,
Monchan

Of owls, bears, and the butterflies in my stomach

Dear Mon,

I must admit, I haven't been the best blogger when it comes to this particular commitment. In my spare time, I've been spending more time with Facebook and deviantART than I have with other things. For instance, I've had an idea brewing for months, yet I haven't gotten around to actually drawing it more or writing it down in a short story. In fact, I have reason to believe that my "book" is going to be a collection of short stories.

What amazes me is the amount of books that are written these days. I know at least three people who are writing books, and it's interesting to think each of us has the same chance of "making it big." However, my passion lies more in drawing than writing, and since my artist's block, that passion will have to be put at bay for the moment.



One story I've considered writing was about a Tawny Owl named Owain. A native to the forest-clad nation of Rosewood, the young fledgling had an unquenchable thirst for knowledge. He decided to become a scholar once he learned to fly and started his vocation in the monastery of Fron, a rather remote place amongst the mountains bordering Rosewood and Carrol.

He began his studies with his country's folklore and legends. However, a fear of not being satisfied began to creep into Owain's heart. He decided to take a break from his studies and explore a bit of the land below the mountains to clear his thoughts. Sadly, he got lost in the Tangled Woods. In these woods, he discovers a treasure he only began reading about in his books. What happens next...is something I'm trying to figure out at the moment.

Back to real life, I believe my relationship with the Bear is relatively healthy. We talk to each other about anything and everything, our interests are similar enough to keep things mutual but distinct enough to keep topics fresh and interesting. Mostly, it's about "us," but there are times when it's about "him" and sometimes about "her." Communication is successful in this relationship, and that obstacle isn't a problem for me anymore.

The one thing I'm a little antsy about are these butterflies in my stomach. I'm getting them more often when I'm around him, and I miss him when I'm not. Hopefully we can hang out again before school starts.

With anticipation,
Pita

Moderately Sociable Sometimes Maybe

Dear Pita,

I know you barely ever read this...But today was a pretty normal day. Well, maybe I should start from many days ago.

I went to a battle of the bands with Molly to watch her sister sing. Apparently she has a band, rather, she's in a band. Either way, it was freaking awesome. I wish I was talented enough to be in a band. Anyways, it ended around mosquito time. I should know because I was being eaten by mosquitoes (actually it was around 9 or so). So after our goodbyes, Molly took Rachel (a different one) back to her house whilst we sung at the top of our lungs to "I Believe In A Thing Called Love" by The Darkness. Its such a cute song...and it reminds me of someone that I shouldn't think about. But anyways, she took me home and we were kinda early, so we sat in the car and talked. I must say she is one of the few people I have ever just...talked to and not been awkward.

I like it a lot.

Next day I was going to the movies with Adam, his boyfriend Matt, and BUDDY!!! (who's real name is Ischelle, but I call her Buddy for reasons that Molly has never explained to me..) We went to see "Despicable Me" and it was quite, quite lovely. I almost cried three times, because I'm secretly not as manly as I say I am..waaah. And also we went to World Market and bought Japanese candeh! So now I can get fat and no one will marry me except two Kyles and a Randi (no offense to them, but I'm sure they would be happier with someone else..) We also went to the lakefront where I walked along this weird thing in the water out towards this lamp (and this weird ..walkway thing was quite slimy), but I only got halfway when Adam told me that I might get arrested..Haha, sorry. By then it was so dark out that we decided we should be heading home, plus Adam told his Dad he'd be home by 11.

We started driving back and then we came across this black man on a bike. For some reason I said something along the lines of, "We should follow him!" And so we did..Until he so cleverly got onto a bike trail where vehicles aren't allowed. Oh, we'll get you one day, Man On A Bike..Adam suddenly peeled out of the road and tried to drive around, but by the time we got to the other side he was gone. After a long and intelligent conversation, we decided that black Leprechauns (sp?) are scary. (I'm not sure why, and I hope this doesn't offend anyone.)

So yeah..and then the NEXT day Max came over to try on his Silent Hill nurse outfit I was making for him, because I wanted to be helpful, but then I realized my own costume needs today..and I'm cutting it kinda close. I will finish at least one nurse outfit, I know that much. Aria also came over and we had a sleepover!! Which I haven't had in forever, since the last time I saw Jamie, rather...And we just talked a lot about music, stories, and how much guys suck butt. I also caught on that she and Quinn wanted to be alone for a while, so I "went to bed", even though I didn't sleep for a good hour or so afterwords.

TODAY I went to Rachel's house!! (The one you know, who loves Silent Hill, of course) We made most of her Silent Hill nurse costume, and now I only have to make her hat and possibly the mask...though I think she was going to do that. Either way, I had a lot of fun..Oh yes! I also got my driver's license. I feel like I'm actually turning into an adult, which I don't want to, because it means that if I act like a kid then no one will respect me..and I don't want that to happen.

Yeah, that's been my week so far, pretty hectic, at least, very eventful..I'm not sure what's in store for tomorrow, but it better be costume makings, at the very least. I WILL finish Black Rock Shooter. I swears it. Or I will commit seppukku. Yes yes..

Well, maybe not literally, but I certainly will never cosplay again if I don't finish one decent one.

That is all. See you on Thursday!

Love,
Monchan

Keep Your Head Up!

Dear Pita,

It's been a little while since I wrote in here, even though you never read this, and yet you can be on the computer for hours upon hours. I mean, I'm not complaining since some of the stuff I put on here is kinda weird...and personal...(cough cough)ANYWHO, as you know I got a new phone since my last one (which was my first phone evuh T_T ) got unfortunately dropped into the..erm, washing machine. I like doing laundry! So what?!

But, yeah..and you were kind enough to resend me possibly my favorite text message I've ever gotten (other than my first one) which happened to have a loverly picture of Liam Neeson. Of COURSE I had to set this as my background, so now every time I go to read a text message I see his eyes staring into my soul calmly, almost as if to say, "Yeah, that's right, I'm in your phone looking at you're things...and you love it." I do, I really do..Oh my, why do I always have a crush on significantly older men with facial hair? I'm such a perverted old gay man..No matter how you deny it. And yet I don't like yaoi. (shudders)

Yup yup, I'm weird. Haha, I know I should never listen to the interwebs, but I kept finding sites that said I shouldn't talk to someone I just broke up with in order to get over them, but I still talk to him, and we're cool...if that makes sense. I mean like, it's back to good ol' times. We just kinda chat about stuff that's been going on and how I'm totally gonna kick his butt at Pokemon. Ah, but I think I messed up...Everytime he gets off the phone he says, "Bye beautiful." and of course this makes me blush like heck because..well, yeah. And then I told him not to say it and he asked me why. I told him...I TOLD him I was gonna hang up if I said why, and he still wanted to know..so I told him it makes me blush, and I still love him..

Click.

Then after about 5 minutes he texted me just starting off a normal conversation again. He brought up my "answer", but I told him not to say anything over a text, because it's just not the same, you know? So he said, "Until the next time we talk.." so now of course I'm SUPAH NERVOUS to even talk to him at all. God, I put myself into awkward situations..I'm pretty sure I'm the personification of awkwardness, but then again that's what my friend Adam says he is, so maybe I should fight him for the title. But no matter what happens, I'll keep my head up!

Ah yes! And your birthday is coming up, missy!!! You'll be a grand ol' 19. Not sure if there's much special about being 19..other than that you're not 18 anymore and you're almost 20..but who cares! You're freaking 19!!!!!!!!!! (Too many exclamation points) Yeah, and we'll get to go see "Despicable Me" on July 9th with the wonderful Adam and his boyfriend Matt. How cute...I wish I was a gay man, then I could marry Mark..haha, then again, I'm sure he'd find me annoying..Ah well.

Sorry I'm so random. I hope you like the CD I'm making for you. Shhhh! It's a surprise. Happy sleepy times!

Love,
Monchan

The Part Where You Let Go

Dear Pita,

I guess that's it...

A moment ago I broke up with Kris.

It's not for any sort of stupid reason, like he has smelly feet or snores or maybe he had another lady friend on the side. No, we decided that if it was meant to be then it would happen, and that just as best friends we don't have additional stress of wanting to be with each other all the time. However, he admitted that he will always love me, and I'll always love him..

But now we're just friends, and for some reason it's not as painful as I thought it was going to be. He's still really close to me and I guess that's what I really wanted. To be close to him...Anyways, we're both on good terms, so there's nothing to worry about. Haha, I told him I could wait, and he said I shouldn't...but he's waiting too.

Oh, Pita, this may hurt in time, but just knowing that this wasn't messy and we can still talk has meant everything in the world to me. I hope this entry isn't too boring compared to my last entries XD I apologize sincerely. Oh my, I don't know how to break it to everyone, or maybe I just won't. Maybe I'll tell everyone that I'm still in a relationship, but not give all the details. I can still visit him though, we agreed upon that. He has no intention at all of not hanging out with me. I'm so glad. I think the only bad thing is that I won't be able to kiss him...or hold his hand...or tell him I love him, at least, I can't mean it the way that I mean it.

But it's all okay. Thanks for listening..

Love,
Monchan

My Goodness, Woman

Dear Pita,

Make up your mind and post something!!! DX I keep finding drafts here and there and I don't know whether to delete them due to my selective OCD or leave them because you might want to finish them.

(Sigh) Well, anyways, I read the last draft you left, at least, what little was in it, and I'm happy you had fun that the weekend before last. I heard that you were also going to be staying up there this weekend as well, so I am doubly happy for you! You don't have to worry about me and You-Know-Who because, let's face it...It probably won't be getting any better. But I can still has hopes! Yes yes, and I shall for as long as I am not demoted, rather, promoted to crazy cat lady. I have decided that when i retire I will become a crazy cat lady, and they can't have significant others anyways, so...Problem solved!

I can also become a fantabulous Pokemon trainer and professional cosplayer/hobo/artist. I do believe that is a wonderful life goal, wouldn't you say so? I can never be sad now, because I know that no matter what happens, I will always have a backup plan! Mwahahahaa! Ooh! That reminds me...I wonder if I can get all my cosplays finished in time D:> I need to start working on them super soon..AND I have to work on some stuff for Morgan's art table! I don't want her to have to make a ton of stuff. It would be terribly inconvenient to carry. Plus, I want to feel helpful. I'm so selfish...

This journal may be pretty short because as of right now I just don't know what to say...I keep listening to music, though, which means I haven't gone completely insane. But don't fret! Have fun at campy, and I'll see you next weekend :3

Love,
Monchan

SOOORUUUUU!!

Dear Pita,

"BURAKU STAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" (I know that's what you were thinking XD )

(Ahem) Anyways, I don't know if you ever EVER get on Facebook (my God, I have too many accounts...), but if you did/do then you'd know that I had saved up enough money and decided to purchase the ever amazing Pokemon: SoulSilver! Ah yes, I had to get Silver if I wanted my loverly Lugia (swooon~). But I digress, the game itself is amazing, and I get to catch all of the Pokemon for my dream team, which is steadily changing as I realize that my main types that I use are Fire and Dark..Does that make me evil? ;n;

Also, It seems that Black Rock Shooter has been shipped off today, so I shall be seeing her soon enough! I'm so excited. I just happen to be getting all kinds of awesome stuff from Japan, haha. I'm such a nerd, and proud of it, yes ma'am. I really need to get started on my cosplays...However, Yesterday I came across these lovely long button up shirts that were only $3 that I could use for Silent Hill nurses!! I bought two (One for Rachel and one for Max), so at least I can get that done. Maybe I'll work on it sometime Sunday. I can't wait!! Should I be Heather? I do want to make a Pokemon Trainer outfit..

Ah I'm getting ahead of myself. Black Rock Shooter is top priority. If I don't get her outfit done as accurate as humanly possible then I have failed as a cosplayer...And we can't have that! No no no...

Also, tomorrow I'm finally finishing my Star Wars marathon with Molly. I thought the tea party would be when we finished, but alas, we had it outside, and TVs and outside don't go together (except this one time on Halloween when I walked by this house and some people had a huge flat screen TV outside and they were watching football. They had a couch outside too o.O ) And Max will also be there, so I can make arrangements for an A-Team viewing/nurse outfit making day with him. I wonder if I could buy the seasons of The A-Team somewhere..Ain't got no time fo' jibba jabba!! (God, I wish I had that van...its, like, my second dream car.)

That's about it for today, just me being nerdy with a side of otaku and topped with old school awesome. I hope things at camp aren't as awkward as they used to be...Happy job times!

Love,
Monchan

A Jellicle Day

Dear Pita,

Oh my goodness!! I can't believe we have two more watchers!! One is another friend (which I'm not sure if that counts -_-; ) but the other is a completely unknown person!! I'm so excited I don't even know what to say! Maybe my nonsensical life is actually interesting to someone...

Ah! Well, anyways, I did some more painting at the other house, which I must be too good at since I keep finishing my jobs and then my mom doesn't know what to tell me to do, so I lay around all bum-like. But hopefully I work enough that I get a good amount of munnies for cosplay and Mechacon (since I know you'll probably never lend me money again). At least I kind of have a job when I get to Mechacon...selling sketches at the art table of the AMAZING Morgan! I hope I get some requests, and I can't wait to see all the stuffs she's made..Hehe, I'm too excited now.

Anyways, when we got home it turns out that they were showing Cats on Ovation (and you know how I love Ovation <333 ) so you could say that I sort of kidnapped the TV for a couple of hours. It was the first time that I've been able to see Cats ever since that one time I saw an advertisement on TV when I was really young...I don't even remember how old I was...but yes, the opening number led me to not only realize that I can't watch anything with anyone else (The parents spent a good 5 minutes trying to decide what they were saying, when it was clearly "jellicle", taken from a book by T.S. Eliot) but also that I have no idea what was going on. I mean, I got the gist, but I had to go onto Wikipedia to figure out the main plot.

Not to say that I didn't enjoy it, but I was certainly mad at myself for falling asleep during the last act...UGH!! But I still know what happens at the end, and it comes on tomorrow at some absurd time, so I shall watch it again! But surely not after I finish my Star Wars marathon with Molly. She's amazing! I can't wait to watch again one of my favorite movies EVUH.

I guess that's about it for today, just me being excited about silly things, haha. Adieu! Hope you're having fun!!

Love,
Monchan

Gaga

Dear Pita,

I went with Mom this morning to help her clean up the house we're trying to sell. I drove, of course, and popped in a Lady Gaga mashup CD I has made for the great Amelia. I must say I am pleased with it, even though it has "Love Game" on it, which I know you detest immensely. However, this version is catchy and AWESOME!! You should hear it.

Anyways, so after several hours of painting and listening to the radio (which happened to favor Rihanna for the afternoon...I think I have memorized "Rude Boy" by now..), we went home and a strange thing happened. Adam called me. He hadn't talked to me until today since school let out (for me of course, he was a Junior), and I was so excited to hear from him. He wanted to borrow my graphing calculator for the ACT, so I said he could come over...Like, now.

Well, obviously not now, as it was earlier in the evening, but at the moment is was a "now" kind of moment.So he came over and after a few minutes we realized that he wasn't leaving (in a good way). We decided to take on the A-Team which was coming on in only an hour, and so we talked about just stuff that had been going on. That's when he told me he had a boyfriend.

Wait...what?

I got to talk to the very adorable and VERY sweet Matthew (whom has declared me his instant friend), and after I hung up Adam and I gushed about how our boyfriends make us blush with cheesy romantic lines and shnugglins...I miss Kris T_T Yeah, but we both agreed on our birthday we would instantly become pedos since they're younger than us. Haha, how terrible and wonderfully creepy. We talked about other random things and had Jello, watermelon, watched some Monk, and then he went home. It was gloriously strange, and I quite enjoyed it.

Even though that's pretty much my whole day, I can strongly say that it was a great day. Something so simple can be so exciting, I don't know why people have to spend money to backpack across Europe or hitchhike across America, but any sort of adventure is worth having...My art teacher specifically told me not to go hitchhiking across America though. People become hobos that way, and I already am one, so it would be quite a waste.

Ah! I hope you're having fun at camp, and don't get homesick!! We must see The A-Team!! DX Hurry up and come hooooooome! Later, gator.

Love,
Monchan

Sugar Cube Dots

Dear Pita,

I had the tea party as planned and it was quite glorious. Only three people showed up (Max, Molly, and Morgan...hehe), but it was still fun. We ended up drinking all the tea and a good bit of the cake was eaten, so i believe it was a success. I realized it was the first get-together that I've actually planned by myself...I'm so proud!!

I must tell you about the details though, for they are also wonderful. I set my alarm for 7:30 because I knew I'd have to bake and make all kinds of tea before Max came to drive me to the park. I took a shower which later turned out to be a mistake, because here in this horrid state we have this thing called "the sun" and "humidity" which made me automatically gross again. -_-;

But yes, showaaaaaaaaah! And then I got dressed (Of course DX ) and went downstairs to make some cinnamon crumble cake and I took a few pieces of the pumpkin bread. Then I made a bunch of orange chamomile tea (I think that's what it was) and boiled some water for the extra tea bags I had. I packed it all (with milk and tea cups) into a big cardboard box sandwiched with towels. I must say it was a slight smart move on my part.

But the drive to teh park caused some tea to spill over anyways...But first!! We stopped at the grocery store for sugar cubes, but all I found were sugar cube...dots? WTF?! (And by this, I mean "What the fudge", kids, fear not.) So we had our party in the park with sugar cube dots, crumble cake, and lots of tea and laughs. Afterwords I went to Morgan's house with Max and we hung out until 10. He gave me some mix CDs and I went home.

So here I am, a perfectly wonderful day gone by and I can't wait for more to come. I wish I could've written down every detail, but sadly this entry would be a bagillion times longer (not really..but significantly longer) and then you'd be like, "Meeeeeeeeeh! Stop typing so much, you nerd DX "

Yeah, but I can't wait for Mechacon! And road trips! And college...and just, so many things. Life is awesome as heck. Stay cool!

Love,
Monchan

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Dear, dear Pita,

Please read the post before this one for this to make any sense.

I just talked to him. We chatted a little about Mechacon before he told me that his phone is dead again. By dead, I mean that his phone bill went unpaid...So it literally does not work. We talked a little more about Mechacon. Then he had to go, but not before I mustered up enough courage to ask what he wanted to tell me.

He wanted to know where we stand. Where will he and I be in a year?

I cannot tell you how relaxed I became. The sad thing is that I knew the answer, and yet he had to go. I know where we'll be in a year...I'll be in college, making art, working on video game concepts and graphic novels. He'll be starting college, taking the basics and also doing what he loves. We'll find ways to meet each other (I'll do most of the driving) and we'll have fun, watch movies, have Pokemon battles...and I'll still love him dearly.

That's all I had to say Pita. I can now sleep soundly tonight.

Goodnight,
Monchan

In Which A Tea Party Occurs

Dear Pita,

Yes, indeed a tea party is among us. And it is to be happening tomorrow, though by the time I finish writing this it may very well be "today", but just keep that in mind. Rather, okay, Wednesday I shall host a party. Yes yes, I normally never invite people to go places, but I have actually created an occurrence in which people will gather together because I, so very shy and unsociable, have asked them to. Isn't that wonderful?!?!

I'm quite excited, though I have no idea how I am going to transport hot water/tea, cakes, and various tea cups to the park whilst I have no way to keep them warm. Well, I mean, the cakes can be served cold or room temperature...but tea? No no, it must be warm at the very least. I shall bring my loverly teapots as well to be passed amongst the masses. And by this, I mean a bunch of girls and Max. (I should have invited more guys, but they don't know Max T_T )

I must say that I hope this tea party takes my mind off of other things...I'm not sure how to think nowadays. It seems just when I think that I've got everything under control something terrible happens. I texted You-Know-Who (You better know who DX ) today and he didn't text me back. Then again, I was kinda mad at the moment, and he probably felt it. Ah well...but then I texted him later and still no reply.

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! Have I become one of those terrible clingy girls that I despise?! Please help me, Pita. I've felt too many emotions in the last 24 hours for me to be normal. I've decided (rather, I decided two days ago) that I would become a hermit and then I would never have to have relations with anyone except my super awesome cats and my one huge dog. Sadly, I have told this to people, and some express encouragement (not realizing I was serious) and only one person so far as said they would stay my friend, even if I was a hermit...

Maybe I should switch to "Crazy Cat Lady". Either way, I've decided that I won't get into this "love" business anymore. I've been through all kinds of crap for 4 years, and I certainly do not want to go through heartbreak in college. In short, if this ends up as a breakup, please don't be sad for me ^^ I still have friends and family who love me, and a cat who is secretly a human, and my imagination which gives me the ability to make art, which is wonderful. I could never ask for anything else...but I must admit that I won't stop loving him. They say you never stop loving someone, either you still do or you never did...

And I still do.

But I'm getting ahead of myself. Haha that would be terribly awkward if people I knew read this, well, other than you and Quina. I dunno why, but I suddenly realized that I haven't played Pokemon in a couple of days. Maybe that evil Latios has finally gotten to me...I shall never catch him! Waaaaaaaah, how terribly awful. Lordy me, these entries always seem to get longer and longer as I babble on with my foolish nonsense.

I feel so selfish now. I should be happy no matter what happens in my life because of all the things I have and all the things that I will have. I'm going to work hard to make sure that no one will ever be sad. I know this isn't possible, but you have to admit the thought that you could make everyone in the world happy...That you could make a difference like that...Isn't that wonderful?

I hope you're having fun at camp. We need to see the A-Team with Michael (Micheal? So confusing DX )...Maybe getting out of this house more will do me good. And don't forget to smile. You are adorable.

Much Love,
Monchan

Box Jellyfish and How I Cannot Use a Sewing Machine

Dear Mon,

It has been a while since we've written on this blog. I almost felt there would be no need continuing the blog during the summer since we saw each other much more often. Of course, I've been wrong on many occasions, including this one. Let's be glad for that.

Yes, we have a follower! The lovely "Red" that I mentioned in my graduation blog has stumbled onto our little means of communication. We'll manage, with or without fans.

I wonder if wisewit still lurks around our page...

You had mentioned the film "Seven Pounds" and how box jellyfish look adorable. I shall warn you beforehand that you must not see this film. It is utterly depressing, milks dramatic moments in hopes it would win an Oscar (it didn't), and the main guy dies at the end in one of the most excruciating manners I can imagine. Considering how you read the film's synopsis, I can safely assume you know the box jellyfish you're gushing over only looks adorable.

Which leads me to another subject-- with films that have been in theatres this year like "Tooth Fairy," "Furry Vengeance," "Marmaduke," and eventually "Stretch Armstrong," it begs the question if film executives will ever learn that not everything is marketable. As much as I can gush about Repo Man: The Genetic Opera, it doesn't change the fact that "Seventeen" was a song the film would have been better without.

Alas, Mechacon is approaching more quickly than desired, and I find myself rushing a little to finish these costumes before I officially retire for the rest of the year.

Our sewing machine is out to get me. The stitching comes out horrible, and I'm reserved to hand-stitching. That's all I'll say on that subject.

I could write more stuff, but I'm too tired, and there's no amount of Roseanne that can keep me awake. Goodnight, Mon.

Pita

Moist

Dear Pita,

Don't you just love that word? Moist...Moist...Moist...reminds me of Neil Patrick Harris. Oh dear, how I love him. I wonder if you saw that episode. Anyway, don't think about it too much.

Turns out we have a follower! Sadly, I'm not sure if he counts, but I'll take it ^^ At least that's one person reading this mindless nonsense I put out into the cyberworld. Was that too redundant? Who knows...I haven't heard from You-Know-Who yet, but I hope he's having fun hanging out with his awesome friends. Oh, that Nick Jonas is hilarious. I would fight him for his steampunk goggles though. He better watch out.

I'm just kinda chillin' in my room at the moment, listening to music and coming up with even more characters that I now have to create a story for. I read the synopsis for the movie "Seven Pounds" (which I'm not sure if you underline the titles of movies or put them in quotes. Due to lack of underlining things, I will use quotes) I read that the main character has a box jellyfish, so then I got curious and went on a Wikipedian excursion to discover this "box jellyfish." It is quite possibly the most adorable thing I've ever seen that doesn't have a functional brain.

This, however, led to more jellyfish research and I came across the Aurelia. It is kinda pinkish and has this flower pattern on top. POOF! A character was born, uncreatively named "Aurelia." Which I happened to draw a few hours after posting my last entry. I am still determined to keep up with this blog! I shan't fail you!!

I do need to start writing some sort of script for my stories though. I don't know what the start with...Maybe you can help me. They're all pretty cliche, but I figure with some English classes then I shall get better. We'll see! At least it'll give me soemthing to do whilst it is raining outside. My goodness it's so moist out there. (See? The title is relevant, I promise)

That's about it for now, hopefully I don't get gray hairs while worrying so much about what he's worried about. What a strange train of worriment, wouldn't you say? I'll drive you back up to camp tomorrow and say farewells, but I hope you won't have to worry as much as I do about anything EVER. Stay cool, home skillet.

Love,
Monchan

Speechless

Dear Pita,

My goodness it's been forever! I don't even know what to say...It's been just about two months, but not really, since it's only really been one month and a little more. I'm sorry I haven't written, and even though no one reads this, it's my only friend in the middle of the night.

Let's see if I can catch you up on some things. You've got a counselor job at a Girl Scout camp, which of course you already know, and I have deeper things to deal with, like finding F-ING LATIOS!! That baby keeps running away! Grrr...

Ah, what I meant was that only an hour ago a person very very dear to me said that they had some "things" on their mind. Of course the first thing I thought was, "He wants to break up with me? He likes someone else? Wait! What if this whole time he's been going out with another girl?!" And THEN of course I start shaking and being completely irrational. Needless to say he quickly told me it was NOT that, AT ALL.

Silly me...

But I am so curious now. He seems distant anyway, but I'm afraid to pry since he says that we'll talk later, and it's about us...I don't know if I should be worried, concerned, excited, anxious, sad, all of the above, or just become a hermit. I've decided to make a separate option and make him a mix CD. I hope he likes it, though I'm not sure how it will turn out, or what exactly he likes. I know that he doesn't really like country, which is good, because neither do I.

I can't believe I just typed all that out, I apologize. However, you have to promise to me that you will NOT talk about this with me. It is a private matter and I intend to keep it so...unless it does involve some broken hearts, then I may need your shoulder, and you may need to change your shirt a couple of times.

Anyways, other than late night worries, I've been playing like heck to get all the Hoenn Pokemon in Pokemon Emerald, which you already know, but I have a good amount of them already caught, except that I may need to trade Pokemon over to Pokemon Pearl in order to finish (since this requires restarting to achieve certain Pokemon, as you know), but first I need LATIOS!!! I never thought he would be so hard to come across, that little -..Ah, well. Hopefully he will man up and face my Wynaut, which reminds me, I need to make him evolve so he doesn't die in 5 seconds.

That's really about it for my summer. Job applications have been fail recently, been a little down about not seeing Kris, and fail at Pokemon. Haha, this summer might end up as horrible as my Junior year, but we won't get into that. I hope camp goes well for you, and in a few months you'll have to drag me out of bed to drive ya to school.

Happy Camping!

Love,
Monchan

Senior Trip Advice

Dear Mon,

Despite many failed attempts to reply to your entries, I have been checking this blog every now and again. Sure, I don't follow it religiously, but it's among my important bookmarks. Thus, you should feel important because you are.

Tomorrow evening, you'll be on a charter bus to Florida spending a good few days at Disneyworld. I still remember the first (and last) time I went, and there are some things you should know before you make your departure.

1) Pack a big blanket for the ride up. It's an overnight drive, and the interior has to be frigid to keep the bus drivers awake. Dress warmly, and make sure your seating partner does not mind if you lean against her to sleep and vice-versa.

2) While at Blizzard Beach, keep your things with everyone else. This piece of advice may be unnecessary for you, but do take note that my towel was stolen when I was there. Really, the pettiness of some people...

3) Wave pools are wonderful things, but don't forget your sunscreen. Pink backs are adorable if you're a piglet.

4) Magic Kingdom apparently has these stickers for people who are at Disneyworld for the first time. If you can locate them, get one. My lack of a sticker could explain why most Disney characters didn't bat an eye at me and simply went to the little children.
I bet they've been there loads of times. It's not my fault Mum and Dad never made plans until now... *sniffle*

5) Epcot does have diverse shops and food, but keep in mind that the meal card does not cover fish and chips. France's crepes weren't all that extravagant, either.

I would love it if you got me something, even if it's something small and inexpensive. Definitely something that isn't food.

Have a wonderful time, and remember--you only need to go on It's a Small World once; that is the maximum dosage.

Pita

Edelweiss...

Dear Pita,

I can't believe it (yet again...). I have not only become womanly (which I HATE) but I have become unnecessarily annoyed with your babblings on about why you like big, nerdy guys. I know I shouldn't have gotten to irritated, but maybe it's getting close to that time of the month. I HATE that time...I wish I were more manly (well, on the inside that is, not really physically). If I were manly then I wouldn't have to deal with this PMS or whatever has come over me. I'm so mean this week, and I want it to go away T_T Also, I like this song a lot. No, not Edelweiss (SOUND OF MUSIC!!), but "100 Years" by Five For Fighting. It's really pretty and makes me think of Kris.

By the way, yes I kissed him at the Relay 4 Life. Very much so...oh dear, I shouldn't have posted that on the internets, but hopefully you will read this at some point in time and get your nose out of the Youtubes and Skypes and maybe talk to people in real life. Who knows...Ah! I'm so mean, I should be shot (shot).

Moving on, tonight was the first performance of The Sound Of Music at school. You didn't go, but it was quite pleasant. People made very small mistakes, but it wasn't that noticeable. I liked singing along with the play, although I think at some point the audience could hear me from the light booth. How embarrassing!! They were looking around like, "Who are those weird girls that are disrupting this wonderful performance?" so I just shrunk in my chair and ate M&Ms...lots of M&Ms...I should just stop eating too T_T.

Senior Trip is next week and I'm going to buy another yukata and maybe an obi. Of course I need an obi. How else do you wear a yukata? I also want to get a Green Lantern ring from Universal for Kris. Shhhhh, don't tell him. He won't take it from me unless I force him to take it, and I don't want him to buy me anything. Hehe, the only thing I'll accept are kisses and shnuggling. Yes, "shnuggling" should be a real word.

I miss him a lot now, I shouldn't think about it too much...Anyways, also today I found someone who disliked me for absolutely no reason at all. She had never really known me until today, and I barely said anything to her except a few comments here and there...Ah, I guess some people are like that...Anything Gooooooooooes!

I amuse myself too much. Ah yes! I presented my PRP on Monday and got an 87. I guess that's not too bad. Apparently the judges didn't appreciate my amusing myself as I proceeded to giggle...but Dr. Watkins thought I was cute :3 That must count for something. Go go Anime! You asked me about my comic but again, I was being a stupid womanly woman instead of the manly man man that I am. I'll show it to you one day when you're not surgically attached to your computer. Oh deary me...(shot) There we go.

Also, Gulliver's Travels.

That is all. Happy Times.

Love,
Monchan

Cancerous!

Dear Pita,

Oh. My. God. I can't believe it...tomorrow I am going to be seeing the one person I've been wanting to see for the past three months...

Kris. I know maybe I'm just being silly or overreacting, but I am so excited! I mean, not at the moment because I'm focused on writing this journal entry, which you may never read. It is oddly ironic how you are always at your computer and yet you avoid reading this blog. Ah, well, maybe it's my own fault for not telling you. Rather, maybe you are reading it, but you just don't write back. Who really knows...

Ah, yes, but he will be joining me at the Relay 4 Life at my school. It's mainly to raise money for the American Cancer Association (is that right?). I hope he and his friends can meet my friends. It will be wonderful and friendly. I CAN'T WAIT! I keep listening to random mellow songs. Maybe that's just my mood or I'm subconsciously trying to calm down.

Anyways, I'm sorry this one is also short, but that's about all I have to say for right now. Oh yes, and Senior Projects... T_T

Love,
Monchan

Hey, Soul Sister!

Dear Pita,

Not only has it been a whole two weeks since I last poster (I apologize), but I singlehandedly wrote more blogs in a month than we did all last year. And it wasn't even a whole year! I dare say I have accomplished something...finally.

I'm trying to win a contest on DeviantArt at the moment, one involving certain Alice In Wonderland items. I am a HUGE fan, as you know, of Mr. Dodgson himself and Tim Burton. I really hope I win, but if I don't then I just have to remember that I'll always have Mr. Fluffernuffer and all of my wonderful Nendoroids coming in next month. I can't wait!!! Mwahahahaa my army shall officially start tomorrow.

I have a recent liking for Kaito, out of all the Vocaloids, and now I'm glad I have a Nendoroid of him. At first I really wanted Miku, but now he's my favorite. Why's that you ask? Oho, well, let me just show you.



Myes, indeed. He just made one of my favorite songs even more amazing. Kaito Forever!!

Oh my, I thought I heard the mail truck, but I suppose not. My heart really did skip a beat, it was funny. I'm really excited about Black Rock Shooter. I know this whole paragraph is about to get random. Why? Ah, well, it's because I'm about to tell you about a movie that I downloaded yesterday. The AMAZING Cencoroll! Btw, the girl who does the voice of Yuki will also be doing the voice for Black Rock Shooter (so it's not really as random, and she did the voice for Nakoru from Getsumen to Heiki Mina. Rather, the girl with the tomato bombs...)



Please don't forget to watch it! I guess you'll see it when you come home tomorrow. Weeeeeeeee! That is, if you do. Either way, I still have this amazing movie.

There's not much to this blog as of now, but maybe I'll have something to write later. Happy times.

Love,
Monchan

Songs For Santa!

Dear Pita,

I should be doing my PRP right now, but alas, I couldn't help but write some thoughts down first. Such a weird week...

I think that I actually may have confidence in myself. I know, right?! It's kind of crazy, but they say if you tell people something for a long enough time then they'll start to believe it. I mean, but when such said things come from your friends then you don't really believe it because it's either that they're just being nice, or they're joking around with you.

But, I finally believe everyone. I suppose that I am a talented artist, and I may or may not be slightly attractive, and I could be real smart sometimes...But most of all, I have complete confidence that I will become a great artist and have my own anime. In Japan, of course, because an anime in Japan isn't as amazing (Except for Avatar: The Last Airbender. I can't WAIT for the movie! Even if it's from M. Night Shyamalan...)

Anyways, but really, I'm going to work hard to become hecka amazing!! My goodness, I really am boney. Don't ask...I was spacing out and kind of fiddling with my collar bone and then I realized that it probably shouldn't poke out as much as it does...Like my ribs and spiiiiiiiine. Haha!! All of those "i"s lined up like that kinda looks like a spine. Do you see it? Ah, I am going crazy. I keep telling Kris this, but he doesn't believe me.

Have I gone mad? Completely bonkers! But I'll tell you a secret...The best people are.

I really do love that movie. I mean it's not close to the books, it does have certain elements, but just in it's own way it was adorable. Tim Burton, you never fail to win my heart with your creepy yet cute movies. Then again, I love creepy cute things. Mwehehehee...

Oh noooooooes! I really must get to work. My topic is really silly..."What makes a good anime or manga?" For my product I wanted to make a comic, but then I don't know if I should post it on here or if I should sell it online or on DeviantArt...or sell it at all. And I keep coming up with new characters, like a random school girl named Ren who is completely normal. And I mean it! Nothing special about her at all except that she's pretty good at math and she hates science, but she has a knack for writing songs. Maybe that does make her special. I think I might write a story for her...Tell me if you think it's any good or if it's too cliche:

Ren, 18 years old and heartbroken, cuts of all her hair and starts her life over again in a college far away from home. She has a secret hobby of writing songs, and when one escapes her on a windy day, she meets a spunky and immature boy who calls himself "Santa". He says he knows her secret past and promises to help her get a boyfriend before Christmas if she promises him one thing...

To give him a kiss on his 18th birthday. She's reluctant and the two become friends shortly after. Little does she know that this "Santa" is older than he seems.

I know it's kind of silly, but it seems cute in my head. I guess the two of them could write songs together but "Santa" does most of the playing of the songs. He plays the guitar I suppose...Myes, people who play guitar are awesome. Haha, he's such a bad kid though, well, not grade-wise, just socializing-with-people-wise. I guess that's why he tricks Ren into talking to him more.

Ah, well, now that I've sorted her into a story, my mind is at ease. I shall start working on some sort of comic soon, Pita, and you can be sure that I will have it ready for you to revise by next weekend (at least).

Be nice, okay? It's my first full comic T_T...It won't be about the story above, though.


Happy happy happy happy unbirthday!

Love,
Monchan

Curiouser And Curiouser!

Dear Pita,

My goodness! This week is just getting curiouser and curiouser. Today started off just like any other day, me getting ready ahead of time (Yes, this has become regular now...) and then just sitting around, forgetting to pack my lunch that I've already packed. I got to school and lo and behold it was St. Patrick's Day! But alas, I already knew that. Oh yeah, I borrows one of your dresses because I didn't do my laundry. I hope you don't mind...

Anyways, everyone was wearing green and then an announcement comes over the intercom that there are coins hidden around the school and if you find one then bring it to some teacher lady and get candy (Run-on sentence?). The girls in my first hour were wondering what they looked like and proceeded to bring it up in a conversation. Just as the were thinking of where the coins might be, I stood up and walked over to a table on the far side of the room, picked up a small plastic coin and said, "It might look like this." They all gasped and scurried about, looking for more coins. I felt kinda bad because I found 4 more before they could, but I let them have the other coins.

Ms. Jeansonne later let us take a field trip to that teacher lady's room to get our candy.

Some parts of my day were normal, other than people commenting on your dress (Which pretty much every girl wanted, haha..). In Stagecraft, Gary wasn't there because of a field trip, so I just kinda hung out in the choir room. Those people are AMAAAAAAAAZING! I didn't know so many people could make karaoke not awkward. Rather, I didn't know so many people liked Bette Midler. Mr. Bridges thinks she is "Amaaaaaaaahzing!" (Like, "amazing", only better). And then I went to lunch.

Yay lunch! I had enough food for a whole day, imagine that, though my tummy still proceeded to grumble in English...Dang it. My friend Devin was sleeping under his jacket and then suddenly gasped. Apparently the sun was shining through the stitching on his jacket and looked like a planetarium. It was pretty nifty to look through. His girlfriend Hannah forced me to sit in the sun, but I didn't mind, since I got to talk to them a little more than usual...Even though the sun is evil (Hiss!).

Yeah, not much in English happened, but...in Web Design...OH. MY. GOODNESS. Kyle/Stalker Man had brought in a hard drive to take apart and said I could have the gears that he found and the laser lens (YES!!!). He gave me the laser first so I could take it apart myself, which didn't go so well. Oh! Don't get me wrong. I got the lens out just fine, but there were wires on it so I tore them off...and then my fingers were all torn up and bleeding...So I went to the nurse to get many much band-aids. Mr. Lynch was kinda worried, but I'm okay, I promise. I'm used to it anyways.

Yeah, so now I has a laser! BWAHAHAHAHAA!! Ah, I forgot what led up to it, but we were talking about Mr. Lynch's adorable waifu, Sue (I call her "Suu", but she doesn't notice) and how his first marriage didn't work out. Then he told me not to start looking for spouses until I'm 25, because that's when guys split off into two groups:

1) The kind of guy who still parties, lives with his parents, and has a terrible job.

2) The kind of guy who decides to man up, get a good job, and matures.

He said I should shoot for the second one, though some guys may mature earlier than 25, but even so. What The Lynch says, goes. "Now that I've said it, it must be canon!!" Haha, I kid, Pita. Suddenly, a Wild Molly appeared and told me how cute I was (And then I felt even more girly...waaaaaaaaah!) and Mr. Lynch said that I looked cute everyday.

...But not to take it the wrong way. Oh you, Mr. Lynch, ohohohohoho!

So yeah, it was quite adventurous, though odd, and I wouldn't mind have such days in the future. It's sure better than the norm. "Normal"...What is normal anyway?

I hope you have happy times again at college! I have to study for two tests and do my whole PRP by the end of this week. Don't be too stressed...Haha.

Love,
Monchan

Google Maps Is Clever!

Dear Pita,

I must say that this has been an odd week so far. Last night I could hear my parents talking about my grades, quite loudly in fact...and I thought to myself if I would run away, so I looked up instructions on how to get to a certain destination that will remain my "Plan B". I'm so glad Google Maps has routes for people who walk too. How clever! But it would take me a whole day AND 18 hours to walk there. I'd probably start late at night anyway. Would I get in trouble if I left home before I was 18?

Anyways, so I expected a huge speech about how stupid I am (other than the fact I pretty much have straight A's except for two classes...I has D's), but when I got downstairs my parents were all cheerful and it seriously worried me. I didn't know if they were just staying positive so that I wouldn't be a mess when I went to school or maybe I blew their anger out of proportion. Either way, I guess I'm glad I still got to keep my phone. Poor Kris was worried and I...called him during 5th hour. Oh, come on! Don't give me that look. It's Stagecraft, you know Gary doesn't mind. He was selling Prom tickets anyways.

Prom...God, need I say more? (Pssst, that answer is "No", Pita.)

I hope that Amelia throws Morp again, which is way cooler than Prom (since only cool people go to Morp), but I don't want to show up if I'm not invited (as I am not nearly as cool), and I don't want to invite myself, so I guess I'll just make plans to go to Target or something for late night sillyness (is it "sillyness" or "silliness"? It looks weird the other way). IF you'd like to come along it is most likely acceptable. You may also dress up, it's a free occasion. Manliness is required, grrrr..

Manliness, ah, what a pinnacle of humanity. That's not the right word is it? I found out today that I could never pass off as a guy, because my face is "too girly". Wait, are you saying I actually look like a girl? WHAT?!?!? When did that happen? I totally have a man face. Girls have cute little round faces with turned up noses, and long hair. I have a long face, a not so turned up nose, and short hair (for exactly the purpose of not attracting men, and yet I have a boyfriend...). Also, I do believe a defining factor in girls is boobs. Yes! I have said it! And to be frank, I don't really have any. You should know, Pita. I'm also really tall and "skinty" (says Kris, haha) and pretty much just a walking pole. No curves, no boobs, no big eyes, no round face...I am HE-MAN! Rawrz! Okay maybe that rationalization was a bit off, but I do make a much cuter guy, at least, you've said so. I've always wanted to marry a gay guy...haha, I kid, but they are awesome.

I can't wait for The Sound Of Music! Like, OH MY GOODNESS I love that movie. Except that we'll be doing a stage version, so it's not quite the same, I mean, I hope it's still a wonderful 3 hours of music and AWESOME! It is quite amazing that the person playing "Maria" is named Maria. It makes my day. Kris's mom absolutely loves The Sound Of Music. I hope they can come see it. Oh my, I hope I'm not being too creepy, please tell me if I should just back away slowly from that poor man!

But our Spring Break is in a couple of weeks, so that's good I suppose. Haha, actually, if you also have Spring Break that week, then I wonder if we can be all creepy and stalk Kris at his school. Don't tell him what day we pick, because I want him to go to school everyday. no skipping for you sir! MWAHAHAHAHAAAA YES, that's right, THAT'S riiiiiiiight. He needs to go to his graduation too so I can scream obnoxiously at him when they call his name. "WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!! KRIS TUCKER I LOVE YOOOOOOU!!!" "What?! Crazy white girl..." That's me...A crazy white girl.

Ah, sorry that was random. Yesterday Kris, Nick Jonas, and I were talking about Nick's graduation and how he wanted to be called Julian (his real name) after he graduated, to which Kris started calling him Julian just to annoy him. Haha, I love you guys.

But seriously, we need to do something silly this weekend. I'll be a bunny if you'll be a cat! It would be so much fun!! Please please please? ...Yay!

Oh yes, one more thing, if the Black Rock Shooter Nendoroid comes out (or another amazing Nendoroid), I'm going to attack you. Be warned...and prepared.

Happy Happy Times, okay?

Love,
Monchan

Small Children, Sheep, And Sushi!

Dear Pita,

You have come home today. I have been home all day. Yes, I know it is a Friday, but alas, teachers have a grading day (or whatever it's called) and here I am. I've never been so bored in my entire life! And it's a three day weekend. I had a terrible sudden urge to just start walking, not even know where I'm going...Just walk until I reach some place far away and then I guess sit down for a while. I want to do that one day, it seems like fun.

Alas, during my day at home I did not recieve my phone back from dear Mommykins. The reason for this is unexplained to me and I am quite perplexed. I went to have lunch with Dad and I don't think I've ever felt so awkward. I was afraid he was going to talk to me about me grades, or about Kris, or about college...So I just didn't say anything at all, awaiting the moment when he would sigh deeply and then start off a downhill conversation. It never happened, and I had a nice, simple time eating Chinese food (which I haven't had in a LOOOOOOOOOONG time, which also just reminded me of Kris...We love Chinese food) and just talking about random stuff now and then, like small children being ridiculous.

Lol, the small children...ah well...


I've also been reading a lot of fairytales hoping to get a story idea, but the only one I can remember is the one about a prince who was turned into a sheep and helped a girl out of a forest and then something about she gets married and the sheep sacrifices himself to save her from something evil. It's quite sad...I must say, but it's like that kind of tragedy where you'd still read/watch it again because it's just so amazing (like Repo! The Genetic Opera...or Hamlet). Seriously, guys...Shakespeare FTW.

I wonder if anyone actually reads this? Other than you Pita...You don't count, sorry. But has there ever been anyone who wrote a blog and no one ever read it? I wonder how lonely that is. To put your thoughts and life events out into the open like that and no one cares...Except for you Pita. You must care, since I write to you about 3 times a week, haha.

I can smell pizza from downstairs, but my tummy is full of sushi...uuuuuugh I'ma be sick. I mean, I love pizza, but I can't take any more food today...I can't believe I'm going to graduate in about 4 weeks...did you know that? Well, it might be a little more than 4 weeks, maybe more like 5 or 6, but even so. And in 6 months I can make my own decisions (18! Yeah baby!). I know the first thing I'm going to do is go bowling...I mean, buy stuff...Nothing bad, goodness me, Pita, what kind of person do you think I am?! I don't want anything like THAT...Haha I'm kidding, I love you Pita.

I hope I get a car soon so that I may be able to drive places. I have a list of people that must ride in my car, and I know that Molly is at the very top of that list. she has given me a ride so many times that I want her to be the first person to ride in my car. Next is Adam, who has requested to ride in the trunk for some ungodly reason...I won't mind though. Just throw in some pillows. He'll be okay. I suppose the next would be Kris. Haha, I might just take Molly and Adam straight up to Kris's house and save all the gas. GAS! Oh noooooo! I need money for that, don't I? Dangit, I guess that's what jobs are for.

Maybe I'll just sell a kidney or something. I don't need it. Or I could sell my rods back to the hospital, I mean, they've been used, but it's stainless steel, so it's still good...

I kid! Silly Pita, I need my rods or I'd be dead, haha. That would kinda suck. I promise to stay alive, Pita...Don't you worry. I mean, who else is going to take advantage of your Debit card? (No no! I love you, don't take that seriously)

Happy Home!

Love,
Monchan

The Cake Is Not A Lie!

Dear Pita,

Tomorrow is the last day of the third nine weeks, at least, for me. I'm not sure how college times go. Anyways, I get Friday off so that teachers can put in their grades and stuff, which also means a potential day I could go see Kris, but alas, Mommykins has to go to school...

Which means yet another week has passed...and here I am. I miss him so much...

Ah, but I guess with all this lonely, free time I've been polishing my piano skills, especially with that sneaky Mr. Joplin and some Mozart of course. I've learned a bit more of the Maple Leaf Rag and I only know the first page of the Turkish March, but I'm getting there. I mean, I've only been in Piano class for about 8 months...so I can't be expected to be a super prodigy haha. Too bad Dr. Watkins won't let me play them for a grade though. GRAAAAAAGH! I wants to!

I keep drawing Magical Miracle Moe Chocolate Sparkle Shoujo Meow-chan who, by the way, is going to have her own comic by the end of this month hopefully. Ah! Well, I mean it won't be professional, it will be made and published by me, but other than that I will finally have made my own comic! A real one! You know you want to read it..Sad thing is that I have to complete it all by tonight, or hopefully most of it. I guess I should get started then, yes? Yes yes...I should. I'll let you read it when you come home on Friday. Rather, you can proofread it or something. I dunno. Be useful and productive.

Speaking of productive, I've turned in ALL MY HOMEWORK this week! I'm so proud. I sure hope Kris is doing his homework. I don't think he realizes how much I care about him, and how much I worry...I just really want him to do well so that he can live the life he wants, full of art and music and video games!! BWAHAHAHAHAAAA...sounds like the best kind of life. As long as you're happy. There are so many songs that remind me of him.

Like "Everlong" by The Foo Fighters. I have this nice acoustic version, and it's really mellow, kinda. Yay Playlist for having acoustic versions of songs (especially "Yellow" by Coldplay...You win) ! They're just so pretty, it really makes me want to play guitar. Haha, if I knew how to play guitar then I would randomly serenade people from their bedroom windows with some sort of romantic-sounding but complete gibberish love song in Spanish...or French. Secretly I'll be singing, "Bananas flower sweater vest green shopping please mother! I love thee!" At least I know how to say "I love you." Don't ask how I know...or why.

I swear I'ma a'splode from having to keep all of my emotions inside. I mean, I've recently started to randomly say curse words and I really really don't like it..I must stop! Please help me, Pita. I don't want to become that kind of person, who says things like that...and then of course I'm also frustrated with school and not being able to do anything because I'm slightly grounded (I dunno if I told you that). But I'll always have my baking...Myeeeeeeessss...

I should make that angel food cake..just saying.

Ah! Senior project is almost due too! I have to do that! Oh my...oh my oh my...I'll get it done, don't you worry, dear Pita. Everything will work out, because it was meant to.

I hope things are going well for you..Don't worry too much.

Love,
Monchan

Good Old-Fashioned Lover Boy!

Dear Pita,

It's been a nice weekend. I got my phone back and I talked to Kris a lot more than usual. But the silly goose went to bed at 7 in the morning and woke up at 9! He's so silly and amazing. I love him.

Ah, but today i baked these AMAZING peanut butter and chocolate cookies, only like, two of them will fill you up and I ate 5 and now I feel sick as heck. Uuuuuuuuugh, and that was about 4 hours ago...How terrible. Though I did also end up accomplishing other things, like doing my Math and English homework. However, I've now found myself making awkward moments for myself on the phone with Kris and Nick Jonas (the cool Nick Jonas, not the Disney one).

Here I am, sitting here, typing to you, and also trying to listen to these two guys tell each other how invalid the others argument is. It's really funny, but then they try to pull me into the conversation and...I don't know what to say! My mind just goes blank so I'm this stuttering, blubbering mess and then Nick Jonas is just like, "Ummm...okay." And so awkwardness ensues, but I don't mind so much. As long as Kris is happy.

Oh, but hey! I should be started on some cosplays soon, at least Mu-Yeon from Pig Bride. I bought some Sculpey to make her mask (Lol! You were there) and I suppose I could go fabric shopping in a couple of weeks...Maybe I should order that hanbok pattern, though I could improvise. I'm pretty bad at that though. I also need to order wigs and stuff...and buy fur. My goodness I have such a long shopping list.

I also need to make a FABULOUS angel food cake with vanilla/whipped cream filling and strawberries. Huzzah for grandma food! I love Grandmother, she inspires me to bake so very much. She is one of my heroes. I have a lot...maybe too many. She's at near the top of the list though, by Molly (you know her) and Freddy Mercury.

I'm a good old-fashioned lover boy <3 (Er...girl).

Yeah, also I never thought I would like rap. I mean, I still don't but this...this SONG...OH. MY. GOD. Tik Tok by Kesha (I am going to call her Kesha, not Ke$ha because that would be said as Ke-Money Sign-ha, and that's just too complicated) is soooooo very catchy. But I don't like the message it sends out to people.
Kids! Don't brush your teeth with alcohol!! It's bad for you.

Seriously, and who wakes in the morning feeling like a gangsta rapper man with a lot of money who sings for a living? Oh, well...I guess some people do...but I certainly don't. And sleeping in bath tubs is not good for your neck.

Oh, but there are a lot of "your argument is invalid" things that are fun to read. You should look them up, just go to Google Images.

I guess that's all for now. Happy College Times!

Love,
Monchan

Dancin' Baby!

Dear Pita,

And so another week has passed and I've only accomplished one thing...

I bought more Nendoroids for my Nendoroid army.

Rather, they won't be released until June or so, but I have a preorder, and they can't take that away from me!!! But it is quite alright...I can try and wait patiently. I've had to wait this long for lots of things, like Alice In Wonderland for example, which CAME OUT TODAY!! ($#&@#@&$*&)%^#$*@%@!@&*!@(!!! HOLY SH-MOOSEs WITH MOUSTACHES AND TOP HATS! Yeah, I like it a lot.

I dressed up to school as the Cheshire Cat, then again, you would know since you saw me later and told me that I looked like a cute young boy...

Success.

Anyways, lots of people at school were mainly just confused as to why I dressed up at all, and I guess really it was just because...Like, really. Why NOT dress up? Though Gary did make a comment or two about how I'm a freak...Of course he's the one with the obsession with Mickey Mouse. I still like him though. I wish I could have seen the movie today, but alas, I am at home, with my awesome bedhead...and you are asleep, dear sister, well, at the time I wrote this. You're so adorable, I hope you know that.

My my, but Kris got to see it, so that's good. I really want a warm pig belly now, I don't know why. Ah! Not because of Kris...I don't think he would have a warm pig belly...and if he did I probably shouldn't put my feet on him. Hehe, feet...I have yet to tickle him, that mastermind of being not ticklish..

Ah, it is morning now, so i guess this would really be something like:

PART 2!!!

Wow! A blog in parts...How interesting. Yeah, I fell asleep before I could finish it. Talk about fail blogging. But now I've been going a little crazy with Para Para dances. I found two more I want to learn, both by the amazing Hinoi Team, of course.

One is Now and Forever, which is not really difficult, but if I were to dance with more people then it would get crazy. The other is Dancin' & Dreamin' (or called Dancin' Baby) which is just cute in general. I like it a whole lot. But these two songs made me want to remix even MORE songs on Sony Acid, which I have yet to get from Mr. Lynch. Here's a nice list so far for my plans:

1) Super Driver/Nenige De Reset
2) The Book I Write/Second To None
3) Disco Prince/Digital Love
4) Now And Forever/Love & Joy

Hmmm, I had written down another one, but I can't remember. Ah well...maybe you can think of more. Hopefully we start on music programs before too long, though, maybe that's more of multimedia kind of stuff...Darn you, Mr. Lynch!! I want my independent study!

Ah well, I still have a lot of art things to do before I get all into the musical part of my goals. Hopefully I can become a piano god by the time I'm 30 (Yes, I mean piano god...and yes, by 30. It's not impossible.) I also have a lot of baking and sewing to do (Lawdy me!!) which I should probably start on soon. I'm totally a housewife, Pita...And yet so manly, haha.

Peanut butter and chocolate cookies...HERE I COME! (Men like peanut butter, right? YES! Because it's like MAN JUICE! Get it? Nuts...ha...okay I'm going now.)

I should go before this gets to long, and I hope that you write back soon. Laters!

Until next time,
Mon-"The Manliest Man Evuh"-chan

Boston!

Dear Pita,

Today was alright.

That is all I can say to sum it up. No details shall be spilled due to the fact that it's a long story, and I really mean it.

Once again my phone had been taken away, so I spend my free time now just writing letters to him on my beloved Notepad (Notepad FTW!). I've also written a special something to read to him, and you, one day, but I won't be posting it on here...and it won't be any time soon (wink).

Haha, ah, but yes, I will be setting up a list for my Jane Austen Book Log (Blog!! Get it?! Ooooh what a knee-slapper...) and maybe eventually sometime I will do that. I guess I'll start at the beginning of the 4th Nine Weeks when I really won't have much to be doing...And I'll post every other day just in case I have to go somewhere, or if something comes up...I want to stay consistent so as not to bore you with waiting for logs.

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH GOD I just sneezed...Ho mama...That hurts. This time my back exploded. I guess my hip is all popped out for now.

Ah yes, I must recommend Boston by Augustana, that is, if you haven't heard it already. It is also a mellow song, much like Vienna, and I feel better when I listen to it. One of two things that make me feel better when I listen to them: Music and Kris. I guess it's not the meaning of the song itself, at least, not all of it:

"I think I'll go to Boston.
I think I'll start a new life.
I think I'll start over
where no one knows my name..."

I would like to start over somewhere...I mean, not necessarily start over, but go somewhere else. It feels like I could really be myself if I wasn't here, in this place, you know? Maybe I've just got those college jitters and I can't wait to go off and be on my own, but honestly I don't want to be in this state. It's not the people or anything, I promise! I love the people here, so funny and friendly...

I just want to be on my own to find my element.


You know very well that I'm not really a sociable person and I'm kind of a third wheel all the time, and really awkward and nerdy...But there are a few people that I feel that I actually fit in with. I promise I'll keep in touch, wherever I may go. Maybe I do have A.D.D., but whatever the heck is wrong with me, I have a creative spirit...

Hahahahahahaaaa! Wow, this sounds like a really lame and cliche break-up note. My goodness, Pita, I promise I'm not breaking up with you, because 1) We're not dating and 2) You're my SISTER for Pete's sake (Whoever Pete is, he is awfully responsible for everyone...Maybe Pete is God?!?!)

Woooo well, let's move on to more positive things. Carmyn (You know Carmyn, don't lie to me) is teaching my how to crochet with all of this crochet and knitting stuff that I have that I never use. How sad...Ah! No no no positivity! Hey look at that sexy moose! (Oh dear, too much, tone it down a bit)

I keep designing Victorian/Steampunk outfits and I really wish I had a pattern or a dress form so I could actually make them. They're so pretty, you would like the gentleman's riding outfit. It's pretty spiffy...and pinstripey of course. You'd be so cute!! Be Steampunk with me at Mechacon!!! Pleeeeeeeeeeeease!!!!

Oh dear! It's past 9 and I have to write my essays for The Willie. Oh, and she told me to tell you this: If you're having a "slump" you should find an older person/adult who can help you, like the counselor or something...No! You cannot use Michael. He doesn't count. I hope you're slump fades away quickly...

Happy College times!!

Until later,
Monchan

Jane Austen!

Dear Pita,

Quick! Cover your eyes!!! Not really...

It has been brought to my attention that the reason I may be doing badly in school in because I have A.D.D.

Wait...What?

Hold on now, you know how there are those hypochondriacs who when they have a small rash on their arm they automatically think it's something terrible like measles or shingles and then you find out that it's just a rug burn from when they tripped over their own feet because they thought they were pigeon-toed and tried to walk with their feet pointed outward...So now they must have an aneurysm because they can't think straight.

It's like that. I mean, sure, I do get distracted easily, but that doesn't mean...Hey! What's that?! Haha, I'm just kidding...But seriously, what is that?

Back to the point, it doesn't mean that I do in fact have A.D.D. And if I did, it also doesn't mean that it would offend me if someone referred to it as a problem or a disability, because it IS. I'm not saying that people who have it are disabled or problems, I'm just saying that in my case it would be true.

I hope I haven't violated what I gave up for Lent, have I? (Not criticizing myself so harshly, for those who don't know.)

But, Pita...Dear dear Pita, I find myself wondering what it is that people really think about me. Are they just being nice to me because I'm so shy? They don't want to hurt my feelings? Do people secretly look down on me because I'm not as smart or talented as them? Am I really just a third-wheel?...

I still love all my friends very much, even if all this is true. They are still my friends, and I cherish them deeply.

Ah, but for some reason talking to my pumpkin cheesecake ice cream (I mean...Kris...) and Facebooking makes me feel better about lots of things.

I've also decided to maybe start a blog about reading Jane Austen novels (GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASP!!! How dost thou?) And it will either be really fun or SUPER BORING, but I promise you that I will update it everyday with what I read...The only problem now is what book to start with...Any suggestions?

Yes yes, but anyways, I guess life is alright for now, just a lot of waiting...But I can wait, patience is a virtue after all. Now I want to go eat some cereal...With raisins.

My God, I do have A.D.D.

Until later...Happy College,
Monchan

Plethora!

Dear Pita,

Such a fun word!

Don't you love playlists? Rather, songs that explain exactly the way you feel, whether it's at a moment in time, or a certain way of how you look at life, or maybe even just how you look at a person...I realized today that I could easily make a playlist of my life, either with the mood of songs, or the lyrics themselves. It is quite an adventure, I must say. Though I shall leave the songs to be unnamed, all I can say is that it consists of a plethora of many genres of music, everything from classical to rock and back, but no country here folks.

I have also realized an uninteresting fact today. If you close out of Microsoft Word, it asks if you want to save a document. However, Notepad decides not to be as courteous. It's just like, "(slap) Yeah, b1tch, you closed out of the program. It's your own fault." My my Notepad, such a dirty mouth...and it leet speak, no less. Try being like your brother, even though you are easier to use for HTML coding.

I lied, Notepad only doesn't care if you cut what your typed out of the document instead of copy pasta. Yay for fun facts!

Anyways, I went a whole day without my phone (I KNOW!! RIGHT?!?!?!) and it was terrible as heck! Not only was it a Monday, (yes the kind of Monday in which people know that their week is going to be crappy for 7 hours a day and even then it won't get better until the next holiday) but I had a lot of homework due that, frankly, I did finish most of it, but really, I just didn't want to do anything that day, and the turning in of homework proceeds to tell the teacher that you have done work and now want to move on to the next lesson (I could write a run-on sentence? Yes, yes I did). In my case, this is entirely untrue for every and all assignments that I turn in ever since I was in 7th grade. Homework to me is useless, I learn a lot more in a classroom setting when someone is shoving information into my brain, with one finger plugged into my ear so that it doesn't seep out of my head while I'm daydreaming...I do miss Kris terribly...

But teachers try their best, and you can't blame them for that...and they do it for terrible pay..Somebody loves yooooou! Gahyuur!! Ah, excuse me..

Oh yes! We are having a play this week called "Dancing at Lughnasa" (That's Loo-nay-sah, and everyone is Irish! Except for Mr. Alex Lemonier) and it is quite funny/sad/musical/silly/wonderful and you must experience it, Pita. Please come see it Saturday if you can. I think it's like, 5 dollars of course, or is it 8? Who knows, but it is worth it. you will love it, I'm sure.

Ah! I bet you're wondering what I'm doing up so late at night again, eh? Oh? You weren't...yeah, I'm not surprised either. Anyways, I realize, for one thing, that I realize a lot of things that are either really pointless or things that I'm just slow to pick up on. Moving on, I realized that I not only do a lot of thinking at night, but this thinking could go on for an hour or two, and this blog actually helps me keep my thoughts organized and written down so that I don't have to think about it very much. It is quite wonderful! Ah, though I did wake up quite late this morning, but I can assure you I will break this terrible sleeping habit of mine (Sleeping until the last possible second when I have to get up, and then I'm late..) I trust you sleep fine at college, myes? I should hope so. After all, you have a lot less worries and drama than I do, you lucky dog you. I can't wait for the day when my life is virtually care-free, and of course by that I mean it's not like I can't ever care about anything, just no stress...Not even eustress (B@st@rd, trying to make me thinks it's a good thing, but it's still stress! Graaaaagh!) Piano also helps me not think too much about stuff, because I can always play a song that fits my mood instead of thinking about it.

Oho! A breakthrough! I have just tied up all my thoughts with music! How organized and intelligent I feel. Huzzah! I feel like I should have a party or something, though Dad used all of the heavy whipping cream, so I can't make cream puffs..Grrr...Maybe another time, dear sister. Happy College!

Until next time (hopefully not as late),
Monchan

Crazy Ladies!

Dear Pita,

"Crazy Ladies! Late night snackin'..." I just felt it appropriate to refer to such a quote on such an entry as this...Ah, moving on.

I am up quite late doing homework that I just remembered was due tomorrow, or so I think, but I can't afford to procrastinate, so I am only left to assume. You know what happens when you assume...

I kid, but you know what I mean. I hate this "not having my phone" thing because of grades, even though I guess I deserve it, but it's really not Kris's fault that my grades are low. Some is in part to the teachers, who in their own laziness have no updated my grades. The other is in part that I myself am a procrastinator and sometimes I just...don't want to do my homework. I know it's terrible and it won't help me at all in the long run, as I need to build up a good work ethic in order to actually get a REAL MAN JOB, since I am a man of course..(The manliest man you will ever know!!!!!) Not really, I just like pretending to be manly. It's like some sort of achievement I guess...to be called manly.

I'm sorry I'm getting off subject. Anyway, so, though I obviously do not have enough time to read a whole book in one day, at least not one off that fancy shmancy pantaloons reading list, so I have been reduced to SparkNotes. Personally, I would have used SparkNotes anyway, though it is pretty silly of me, as I should be intelligent enough to actually read a book...Alas, this is the prime of my laziness and procrastination.

So, after opening many tabs of SparkNotes with the necessary information, I came across the other wonderful half of SparkNotes...The distracting side. I read lots of guides and articles, everything from relationships to naming fictional characters. And now, here I am, nearly the next day and I still have yet to get started. I don't even have a visual aid!! How terrible. The Willie is going to kill me, now I hope you understand that.

What a terrible Sunday, and I thought yesterday was bad. It is raining here, I don't know if you know that, or if it's raining over there. Mojo (to people who may or may not be reading this, he is our Jack Russell, named after Mojo Jojo <3 ) is shivering next to me in my small double bed. He's also panting like heck, I don't know why, but I just hope the rain lets up. Poor thing won't be able to sleep very much if he's so nervous, getting his dog hair all over me. I don't mind it though, since it gives me something to cuddle other that Mr. Fluffernuffer, my enormous stuffed rabbit...and it will tide me over until I can talk to Kris again.

Oh! This paragraph in itself is a special edit, as I did not realize that you had written back! What a delight indeed, I do believe my day is brighter now (no pun intended). I thank you for your wonderful advice in love, and I must say that you would be a great writer at SparkNotes. In answer to your concern, since you already kind of call me "Mon" I would only suggest that you would call her by her given name. Or you can call me "sibling" or "Mr. President" (ah, why do I amuse myself?) But no matter what you call her, she will always be your roommate, and I, your sister, and we shall both have the most amazing and recently overused name ever...in my opinion. I have yet to meet her, but from what I've seen she is beautiful, sweet, and talented! I can't wait to have a super special awesome party of some sort that she could come to.

I apologize for the length, but I hope you have a great week back at school! I'll write later.

Love,
Monchan

P.S. I hate to prod you with my Grammar Police instincts, but, my dear Pita, you have spelled "pursuit" incorrectly within your title. I just wanted to inform you. Carry on!

Pursiuts of Happiness

My dearest MonStar,
I shake you firmly by the hand for accomplishing three things that I have still to figure out.

1) You changed the layout. How in the bloody...?! You are a wizard.

2) You took the initiative and kick-started this blog again. I've kept journals for a while, chronicling my life and the pre-pubescent woes that came with it, but they never really went anywhere after a few entries here and there. Perhaps my biggest accomplishment was when I bit the bullet and wrote an entry for every day in the month of June in 2007. After that, there was a slump in my writing, almost coming to a complete stop.
However, the whole experience of writing a journal is so you can get used to writing, mastering the craft and developing your own style. Some do have certain gifts when it comes to composing words on a page. The wit of journalism, the creativity of fiction, the intelligence of non-fiction, and the superb dedication of reference and papers...all have a place in this world, and I'm glad there are those who are unafraid to expose their work and grow thick skin when criticism rears its head.

3) You are committed to and maintaining a long-distance relationship. I will not tell you the woes that came with my own experience, but let's just say that communication is very important in a relationship. It's not just about the boyfriend or the girlfriend relationships...families, friends, colleagues, mentors and professors are all part of your social network. The main thing that keeps these people tied to you is the fact that you enjoy their company, you rely on each other, and you communicate effectively.
This leads me to something you said in your last entry.

"I realize more and more how I keep seeing things that say stuff like, 'True love exists' and 'Happily Ever After is waiting for yoooooou!!' and it almost makes me sick."

You remember what The Princess and the Frog taught us. The idea can only take you so far., The rest results from work and determination. Happily ever after can be achieved when one perseveres and wants it to work. Communication, compromise, and understanding for one another help to build a sturdy foundation and improve the quality of the relationship. While we are currently happy, The Bear needs to work on verbal communication and I need to learn how to listen more often.

Now onto the College Life updates. You may vaguely remember me mentioning The Roomate last semester. Well, I'm sad to say that she now commutes due to barely being in the dorm we shared. I now have a new roomate, but I'm a loss of what to call her. You two share the same name (abet spelled differently) and her dorm attendance outnumbers The Roomate's by bodacious amounts. Have you any suggestions?

Aside from the cabin fever I experience at home, I would say that things are peachy. Then I remember how we used to name that one creepy boy from junior high "The Peach," resulting the positive use of "peachy" to be moot.

I await the day you get your license.

Until we write again,
Pita

Too Many Groups!

Dear Pita,

As most people know, there are these things called "groups" on Facebook, or just things that you can become a fan of...and I am CRAZY of course and have become a fan or joined groups that give everyone a little taste of just how crazy I am. I must have at least 30+ things I've become a fan of...But that is slightly irrelevant to the rest of my day.

I got up, ate 4 egg rolls, 3 Fig Newtons, a bowl of bran cereal with raisins, and Snapple (and a partridge in a pear treeeeeee!)...like the decrepit old man that I am...and then laid around watching movies. You know all of this, of course, because you were here, but alas, attached to your computer as always. I still love you though.

Today seemed a bit different though, I know it is a Saturday, for the most part, though not unlike any other Saturday that has come and gone before, but I swear that today feels like a Sunday. And not even a good Sunday, like that kind of Sunday that brings on the worst Monday you've ever had. Thank God tomorrow isn't a Monday...But alas, you are getting ready for bed, which means I know it's not a Sunday. That's also good because I still have some homework to go over.

Alas, I realize more and more how I keep seeing things that say stuff like, "True love exists" and "Happily Ever After is waiting for yoooooou!!" and it almost makes me sick. Ah! Not in the kind of way like a sarcastic-meets-completely-unfathomably-disgusted kind of sick, but, it makes me miss my beautiful chocolate man, Kris, even more. You've met him, he is a fine catch, I'm sure. I sometimes wonder myself how I even got a hold of him, though he seems to say the same to me. Maybe he's playing boyish mind games with me, as most all "pond scum" I know, but I'm pretty sure that's not it. He is a fine gentlemen. Oh! And his mother had her baby!! His name is Cameron, and I do hope that Kris will warm up to him more. He just keeps telling me how weird it feels to hold a baby. Haha, he better get used to it.

On another note, I should probably get back into playing my DS, especially POKEMON: EMERALD!!!!! It's so lonely and down by the side of my bed that I don't know whether to sigh at it every time I walk by or avoid eye contact as I'm sure it's glaring at me with evil intent...As it is right now!!! I, being the dork that you know I am, had named it Aleexu (Ah-lee-zoo) and given it a human persona, personality, and friends to play with, such as my cell phone (Digi) and laptop (Pan). I hope it's not creepy that all these characters are girls, as most ALL my characters are anyways. Maybe that just means that I am not only decrepit, but a lecherous old man at that, and still in high school!! What a thought. Oh deary me, Aleexu as somehow found her way to the edge of my bed, though I swore she was just right next to it...Don't worry, Pita, I'll be alright whilst you sleep. I'll always have my super Pokemon team though, hehe, and by that I mean my Pokemon cards. I should come up with names for them...All I can say is Torchic FTW!

I don't know whether you read these..Oh! Also, I mean you have to, but we have come in to a bit of pocket money as of late, so I have been browsing many a site to find useless things i could waste my new found moneys on. I know how you hate that, since you are the only one with a debit card and I insist on ordering things with it. It's not enough to buy a Nendoroid, though, so don't worry about those weird gaming sites I order stuff from. I may just get nifty arm warmers from Hot Topic, as it is on of my favorite stores in the whole world!

Happy College Time!

Love,
Monchan

That's It!

Dear Pita,

That's it!! I am going to get this sad excuse for a journal off the ground once and for all, even if I have to write about absolutely nothing at all...though since you seem to not write in it very much, maybe I shall rename this sad sad blog and just have me ranting to you about the silly things that happen everyday in life. Whether or not you decide to read it is entirely up to you, but we shall still remain utterly/mostly/slightly anonymous and random to the rest of the world.

I suppose you could say my change of mind is due to the fact that we had watched Julie & Julia a couple of days ago. Of course we had established this journal a while before the movie was even made, I think...but I do have a terrible memory...You shouldn't believe anything I say, Pita, you are more reliable with those sorts of things. Anyways, I actually went and started reading her blog, Julie's I mean, and she wrote a LOT, like, everything ever that happened. The way she described poaching eggs and creme brulee ...mmmmmmmmmm!! It makes me want to bake more than ever! However, I'm not very good at it...I can just make cheese danish and stuffed french toast...and that one time I made banana brownies...

Don't ask..

But alas, dear sibling, I have found that I need to let someone in the world know that I exist, for I am invisible, and invisible people need to be seen, if even for a moment. Though I may not be a great writer, I will try my very best. Oh please wish me luck, dear Pita.

Today has been a lazy Wednesday, not only "Hump Day", but also the day after Mardi Gras, so the world is finally winding down from it's drunken late night parties and beer drenched bead throwing. I still remember that night...It was quite terrible. That was a while ago, of course! And you have brought me home a completely alcohol free penguin with which to cuddle, and I love you for it. He is quite adorable...And last night whilst you were sleeping I made up a new character for which I have no purpose other than that he/she...it...(he has no gender, but is quite manly indeedy do) was made to be a certain personification of time I suppose. I will have to post pictures sometime. I believe I will give this blog many a purpose, as to hold comics of sorts and possibly character profiles. But mostly just my thoughts, to you. I hope that you enjoy them! And I will try as much as humanly possible not to use emoticons, as I feel that I may learn to use words more effectively to express emotion more than just a cute smiley face...

Not matter how fun they are to use..heheh..

Ah! I must work on my satellite project for The Nunez (my physics teacher, as you know, but however few readers we have may not know), but I hope you have a great rest of your Mardi Gras holiday! I almost forgot! I need to watch Rocky Horror Picture Show for the first time in my whole life...

How sad..

Farwell, but we shall meet again!

Monchan