I was looking for a new bra and my mom asked me what size I needed and I told her 38C and she looked at me in disbelief AND STARTED GRABBING AT MY BOOBS IN THE MIDDLE OF THE STORE

I WAS TOO SHOCKED TO REACT

MOM NO

I got woken up way too early because my uncle rang the doorbell an hour ago, baaah

Ah well. Today should be good; mom’s taking me to buy a new TV as a birthday present, because mine’s old and the speakers are dying :< Then I get to chill with some friends who I haven’t seen since the end of summer, and tomorrow I’m gonna go see Rise of the Guardians with Claudia. Not that she intended it to be for my birthday but I’m gonna pretend it is, since I wouldn’t have done anything tomorrow otherwise

Aaaand I’ve gotta find time to do school stuff in between all the fun =__= I’ve got an extension on one project, at least, since the teacher was nice and was like “you guys are probably gonna be traveling for the holidays/be spending time with family, have an extra day to do your homework.”

Four more weeks to go.

I went to the store with my sister and there were pumpkins out front, right? And I wanted one, and I saw a REALLY good one, but I was too short to reach it. This guy nearby saw me struggling, and since he was also too short to reach it, he went and got a security guard that was standing nearby to grab it down for me.

Two things. One: I hate being short. Two: Sometimes random people can be pretty nice.

I am gonna carve the best face into that motherfucker.

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And then you wouldn’t have wanted to start a Zelda ask blog which is how we met! Zelda stories are wonderful x3

Seriously. Zelda series. Root of every single friendship. Even if the person isn’t a Zelda fan, we met because of video games. It’s because of Zelda that I’m a gamer. Ha…it’s funny to think of how many of my friendships have started with the words “You into video games?” From there, it goes to “How about Nintendo?” and then, at last, “You like the Zelda series, by any chance?”

Friendships that were originally built on that one common interest grew and evolved so, so much, and today I have a group of really close friends offline who I’ve shared so many wonderful experiences with. People who’ve been there for me when I’m having breakdowns and who I’ve supported when they needed me, people who will come over and chill and talk about anything and everything, whether it’s serious or completely, ridiculously stupid.

And Kage. Oh god, Kage.

And, of course, all the wonderful people I’ve met online, because Zelda. And again, complex relationships developing beyond that one common interest.

There’s a couple of random people who I didn’t start talking to because of video games exactly; I met Kai because of art, and Emma because of anime. And I met medli because of art, too.

But art goes back to Zelda. Anime…is actually the one thing in my life that didn’t come about because of Zelda. But everything else?

Seriously. It’s crazy how tangled up in my life the Zelda series is.

Yesterday was fucking wonderful. Maria and I sat and watched all of Paranoia Agent, and I had a few revelations during the first few episodes and just generally understood the show better this time through and Maria REALLY liked it, for which I am grateful. It’s not a show I’d recommend to a lot of people because…well, I just don’t see it sitting well with most people. But she liked Mr. Kon’s other work, so.

So she spent a lot of time just sort of processing the show and trying to make sense of it, and that was awesome.

I think around midnight, she asked me about my ask blogs because I mentioned liking to put my characters through emotional trauma and I had to give her a bunch of backstory and explain basically EVERYTHING that had ever happened and by the end she was like “I need to stalk your blogs because holy shit character development you’re amazing” and I am most pleased.

My sister and I wanted to bake today, so we had to go out and buy some ingredients. Before that, my sister ran some errands, and we ended up having lunch, then buying our stuff. It was 2:50 by then, and we ended up going on an impromptu trip to Japan Town out in San Francisco.

Sadly, the Kinokuniya Books no longer carries Hyrule Historia, which makes me sad all the time forever. On the bright side, though, I bought the artbook for Okami and it’s so beautiful, oh god. It may not have been what I was looking for, but it was still a wonderful purchase and I love it to bits. I figure it’ll do me good to have artbooks for games and such that I like anyways, since I want to do concept art someday and also just to look at different art styles and try to figure out how they work.

Sure, I could try to find the stuff online, but I’d honestly rather have the book. Honestly, if artbooks weren’t so pricy, I’d collect them. Hell…maybe I’ll just collect them anyways. Buy them when I get the chance. I’d love to own more.

Anyways, we didn’t get home until sometime around 5:30, I think. We finally baked our gingerbread which turned out to be kind of sad; it’s all burnt on the bottom, and it could’ve used a LOT more cinnamon. It’s a bit on the tasteless side, to be honest :<

Ah well. I’d say it was a good day overall. I got to spend time with Claudia for the first time in, like, months, and I came home with a book full of gorgeous artwork, complete with commentary. Mm, concept art <3

Finally back from getting my hair bleached and shit. I want to cry a million tears for all the hair I had to get cut off though, because it was so damn dry and I’d finally managed to grow it down to about hip-level.

Now it’s to the middle of my back again and it makes me unreasonably sad.

I also ended up selling my copy of Lollipop Chainsaw and a few other random games to the GameStop and putting the money towards renewing my membership and my Borderlands 2 preorder. I still need $100 for that. Ouch.

I’m almost sad that I didn’t finish Lollipop Chiansaw, but I just didn’t like it enough to bother with it. That god-awful soundtrack didn’t help. I should’ve listened to myself and not bought the game in the first place. *Sigh*

Now to go spend the rest of the day dying my hair and cleaning my room and shit.

Ugh, lord. I just want to take a nap or something, but it’s 7PM, and that’s too late in the day for a nap, but way too early to go to bed.

I also wish I could play Killer 7. I can’t seem to write or draw right now, and I’ve got a strong urge to play that game, but…*sigh* No controller.

Ugh. So tired.

Well, unfortunately, Kai forgot to bring the Gamecube controller. I reminded her earlier, and she had it on her mind, but then she forgot it x__x; She said she’d try to remember Monday. Man, this is what sucks about her having moved. She used to live the next street over, and if she still did, I could’ve just walked over to her place any time and picked it up.

That, and I just miss hanging out with her regularly :<

Ah well. On the bright side, I managed to get that problem with the school sorted out; they’ve changed my last name to what it’s supposed to be, and will be issuing me a new check with the proper name on it. That’s $955 for tuition/school supplies. This is good, yes.

I was at GameStop today, preordering a copy of Lollipop Chainsaw [i told you I’d do it], when I ran into a guy from my high school. Nobody I know, but apparently, he knew me.

“Hey, I’ve seen you around.” That’s what he said when he was heading for the exit.

“You have?” I was a little confused, thought maybe he’d seen me in the store a bunch or something. I’m a regular there, I guess; one of the employees even gave me a nickname a while back [Zelda Girl].

“Yeah, back in school. [HS]?”

I didn’t say anything, because I was kind of surprised. I guess he took my silence for confusion, because he restated the full name of the school. “Yeah…so, we went to high school together? Uh…I don’t recognize you, though.”

It was all sorts of awkward. The thing is that he looked like about half the guys at my old high school. But…I mean, he went out of his way to say something to me, several years later, when I don’t think I’d ever spoken to him.

It’s just…I dunno. I was generally pretty disliked by my graduating class. I can’t help but wonder if they guy knew anything about me or the reputation I’d sort of earned for myself as bitchy and unapproachable [people assumed I was]. Nobody wanted to talk to me because they thought I’d tear their throats out or some shit. But really, I was just that quiet girl in the back of the class. People liked to talk shit about me a lot, spread rumors, and what for? I never did anything.

He left, and I kind of regret that I didn’t get his name, or at least talk to him a little longer. I mean, he could’ve just ignored me, or thought, “hey, I know that chick,” and not said anything.

I’m so used to people ignoring me or disliking me that it really hits me when someone goes out of their way to talk to me.