#I talked to so many cool peeps and it was super fun if exhausting one day was defs enough

[yukipri]

I went to NYCC today! First time since the Days Long Past (pre-pandemic) that I’ve been in crowds and it was INSANE. It's been a while since I've posted my face too, so here it is lol

The event was supposed to be fully masked so I went ahead and ordered a custom mask protector a month ago to wear to the con. Surprise surprise it was not enforced, but I felt cool and protected with my mask protector <3

I decided that one day's enough for me though, so I'll be back to my usual hermit self now lol (and I have run out of Clonetober backlog and am screwed unless I draw lmao)

#YukiPri selfie #NYCC #I talked to so many cool peeps and it was super fun if exhausting one day was defs enough #Also people thought I was cosplaying and asked for my photo #no it is just random stuff in my wardrobe i put together LOL #yes the hair is real #no the eyes are not they are color contacts bc my eyes are as dark brown-black as death #I'm in a filigree mood rn can u tell

[ferret-not-microwave]

Les Amis Modern AU: What They Wish Others Believed About Them (Part 4)

[I kind of wrote this in response to some general trends in characterising the Amis. There are some stereotypes which I'm not quite comfortable with.]

[So much delay. Sorry.]

Joly:

• Really, really wishes that people don't laugh at him for his anxiety issues. He is truly terrified of getting infected with some disease or the other, and even more terrified of spreading it to Joly and Chetta. It doesn't help that he is one of the most sincere students of the lot, and spends a lot of time reading medical journals, which feed into his panic. He feels safe wearing masks, using rubbing alcohol (or wearing gloves), and having a bag full of basic first aid supplies, and gets embarrassed if anyone judges him for it. Also, he doesn't like it if "concerned" people ask him whether he had a past history of debilitating disease or something, he doesn't want to discuss it at all, okay? -_-

• When Joly fusses about illness in the Musain, it is him letting his guard down. He has to actively rein in his anxiety to function in the hospital, and gets super exhausted from hiding it. His tells in the hospital are are wide eyes behind his protective goggles and a compulsive toying with the wristband of his gloves. He's one of the most courageous individuals ever because of what he faces on a regular basis. He hopes that he might get some reassurance from the Amis to stop his spiralling thoughts, and he mostly gets it.

• Joly definitely has a wild side, and is more than his anxious, serious self. If there's one who can one-up Courf's cheesy pick-up lines, it is Joly. With a eyebrow quirk that leaves everyone giggly and blushing. If there's one who can set a Karaoke stage on fire (not literally, that would be R), it's Joly. If there's one who can down shots to match Bahorel, it's Joly. The one who is the most eager to go skinny dipping? Joly. The one who is, oddly, the most eager to break a pinata? Joly. Joly is more than a "quiet science nerd who checks his tongue in the mirror all the time".

• Joly and Ferre INSIST that they do not talk about random medical trivia all the time. Honestly, their shared interests involve Jane Austen and massive amounts of gossip with tea, along with Doctor Who, Neil Gaiman and Terry Pratchett. MASSIVE AMOUNTS OF TEA, IN EVERY SENSE OF THE WORD.

• There are days he wants to tackle people like an angry Pikachu. But real life is tough, and not everyone has the privilege of confronting people. But he really, really can do without people casting aspersions on his poly relationship with Bossuet and 'Chetta ALL THE TIME. He has been confronted as an "opportunist" in Pride walks, faced with people's pitying look to Bossuet or 'Chetta as though he is stringing them both along or "sharing" 'Chetta with Bossuet, cheered on and slapped on the back by straight cismen for "knowing how to have fun", and once directly asked if he's the one who will marry 'Chetta. He goes into panic often, and for the longest time thought himself a really awful person.

• Beware a Joly in a farmer's market. Not because of haggling, but because some people ALWAYS assume that he's amazing at math while he actually fumbles at the cash counter. Similarly, he hates it if people crack shady jokes about him being a Marie Kondo around him (just because he likes neatness AND MARIE KONDO THANK YOU VERY MUCH). And no, he doesn't like rice all the time.

• Please give back the Tupperwares. Unlike popular opinion, Joly won't chase you down for his Tupperware like some do, and isn't particularly possessive about them. That doesn't mean that he can replace misplaced Tupperwares for all eternity, please. ;_; (Same goes for the beeswax food wraps and dino bandages, c'mon peeps don't help yourself to them indiscriminately ;_;).

• Apart from his baggy sweatshirt and dinosaur pajamas aesthetic, he also has a dress shirt and pleated pants collection that would probably leave Jay Gatsby jealous AF.

Bossuet:

• Is really self-conscious about his receding hairline. He had taken to shaving his head to make it look cool, because he's really uncomfortable with weird jokes about his age and baldness. Shaving heads is pretty high-maintenance at times, and he's slowly opening up to let the hair grow back on the sides of the head for the heck of it. He used to have a large collection of hats too, which he still uses occasionally, but now it is just a fashion accessory, not a way to hide. He likes scarves as well.

• He used to flinch and swallow his discomfort when people would touch his scalp without permission, now he firmly brushes off their hands with a light scowl.

• Similarly, he hates it when people actively try to compare him to Joly. He hates being considered less successful, a "third wheel" to Joly and 'Chetta and someone who can be taken less seriously. This doesn't mean he is jealous or angry with Joly at all though.

• He feels really, really angry when Joly sometimes breaks down in front of him and 'Chetta when confronted with comments on their relationship. He can and will stonewall anyone who hurts either of them.

• Bossuet understands Joly's anxiety because he faces anxiety as well. He often gets nightmares of his "bad luck" turning batshit Final-Destination-esque and resulting in horrible accidents to Joly, 'Chetta amd the rest of the Amis. He knows the "bad luck" jokes are good humouring, but it wears him down a lot in exam/interview/work meeting weeks and leaves him third and fourth guessing himself. He had also entered a bout of depression because the "bad luck" jokes had convinced himself that he can't progress in life because what's the use. It took a lot of work and, oddly, a super niche article from the Amis blog detailing research on how some societies actively ostracize people for being "unlucky" and how it is linked to major societal oppression, to help him.

• Bossuet loves having a heart of gold. Sometimes some people tell him not to be so nice ("what if that person has cheated you off money with a sob story?"). He refuses, because he cherishes being nice and knows his limits. He sometimes worries if he's being stupid, like when the great "attendance-by-proxy" disaster happens. But Marius' broad and grateful smile, "hi, how are you doing?" texts every morning, and monthly batch of AMAZING chocolate cookies makes it worth it.

• Bossuet's accidents do lead to some happy accidents. He stumbled on a whole new recipe of gooey brownies by accident. An amazing combination of dark chocolate and red chilli peppers (maybe not so weird in retrospect)? By accident. He fell upon Courfe's sandcastle once, but it resulted in a rare hermit crab crawling out. Courfe gave a treat at the new brunch place he was saving up for, because apparently that hermit crab had made Ferre all starry-eyed and happier than he had been in weeks. And as for the rest pf the accidents? Nothing that duct tape , 'Chetta, Joly and occasionally Feuilly can't help with. In all, his accidents are always smallish, and never monumental.

• Bossuet can put 'Chetta and Ferre to shame with his eyebrow raising (at least occasionally? Hehe?). He does that a lot when people ask him if he has put water on fire or has fallen into wells. "Like bruh? I don't go anywhere close to wells, I love sidewalks and what's with everyone asking me about the kitchen being on fire?" He also does that a lot to piners (R, Ep, Courfe, 'Parnasse).

• Bossuet is one of Enj's closest friends in Law School (apart from Courfe), because Law classes and shared optional papers. Duh. They often have long discussions which are super pleasant, fluffy, yet sensible because of his really sensitive optimism. Bossuet's unorthodox insights make their way into Enj's notes for ABC meetings, and he credits him always. Similarly Enj bails him out with attendance issues. Bossuet often calmly advices him about R. Since Joly has a similar relationship with Ferre, Bossuet and Joly sometimes help Enj and Ferre sort out lingering grievances between them, or plain hear them out. Enj and Bossuet have Froyo days.

Musichetta:

• Loves, loves, LOVES books. Has no idea why people think nerds come in a kind of stereotype only ("I don't look like you", she complains to Joly and Ferre one day, "but I can defeat you two in a Jane Austen quiz WTF!" They agree emphatically, and Ferre adds "and maybe Jehan too. Maybe".). She is a massive sucker for Comic-Cons and hates men who try to prove otherwise. -_- She loves libraries as much as she loves bars.

• Has no idea why people think she's super bitchy or about to eat them up. Many people plain run when she so much as looks at them while doing a shift as a barista in the Musain. Or ask for "the nicer barista" (Cosette?). When she breathes a sigh of relief when someone treats her nice, she also braces herself for self-righteous "saviours". "Are you sure you are doing okay with those men?" "They are using you!". If she poured milk all over a client's trousers because of such a comment not-so-accidentally, no one needs to know. ;)

• Sometimes, she feels drained out. Having to support both her partners anxiety can leave her down too. They are amazing people, who love her a lot, and know that she needs her recharge time. Often Bossuet takes over in caring for Joly and vice-versa. 'Chetta has a small arrangement with Courfe on those days. If he has free time, the two of them go for an amazing, super relaxing spa session. Bahorel is back-up spa partner. The two of them know not to ask questions, but let her unwind her thoughts and air them out.

• 'Chetta joined Les Amis L'ABC much later. One of her pet peeves were when Joly or Bossuet would go to protests which could easily turn violent because of right wing trolls and the police swarming the city. Specifically, when they went without more than a word or two to her. She would get worried sick, particularly if they couldn't pick up the phone within half an hour of the protest ending, and would cry alone because she didn't want to come off as needy and one of those people who do not support their cause.

• She finally broke down before them after Bossuet had a small concussion. They were really shamefaced at having not thought about her feelings, and their apologies ran for hours. While Joly promised to regularly give her updates, Bossuet asked her to join the ABC if she is comfortable with it. It took time for her to accept that she was being in the group because of the cause and not because she wanted to helicopter-mom Joly and Bossuet, but when the next protest happened, she realised that she was in a place she always wanted to be in.

• The Amis thought that she was a member anyway. She would holler at

• 'Chetta hates it when people think that it's Joly or Bossuet who end up lavishing gifts on her all the time. True, they do, but she does it too. She's a sucker for thoughtful gift giving, and she spoils the Amis A LOT OF TIMES. She can scour the Earth for ideal gifts for her boys, and she often takes care of a stray bill or two, as much as she humanely can. She doesn't play a one-upping battle of gifts though, she just loves a lot.

• She is really self conscious about her small hands and tiny feet. Which seem to her too small in comparison with the rest of her body. Sometimes she used to wear really fluffy mittens in winter to hide how small her hands her. Not so much now. :)

•She confided to Jehan that she didn't like people romanticizing her small hands and feet because she thought they were putting unrealistic standards of the "frail beauty" on her when she was anything but. She said this after she heard R chortle about how Joly had introduced her as having tiny hands and feet. The discussion ended in her gaping and then crying out of laughter because (according to Jehan) apparently Joly was really drunk when he first talked to the Amis about her, and had also said something like "she has fortune-teller eyes, yannow! Ask Bossuet! And her dimples! Marius, you booby, you pool noodle, I know how you feel like when you met Cosette!"

Apparently Bahorel had replied with "you need new pants" and then started laughing like no tomorrow. Bossuet, not so drunk (because he was late to the party), had taken the sensible route and shown the Amis the picture the three of them took after their first date.

• Seriously, she knows zilch about tarot cards or natal charts.

#les amis #les amis d'abc #les miz #les miserables #joly #bossuet #musichetta #undoing poly stereotypes #anxiety #we love them don't we? #stop bald shaming #stop laughing at anxiety #don't judge #ferret's freshly microwaved post

[iwillgiveyoumyhappiness]

전웅, Jeon Woong

anonymous asked:

I suddenly had an idea where you text your number neighbour and it turns into a sweet and hella flirty text flirtationship and one day you two decide to meet up for real and they are the cutest person you have ever seen?? It sounds cute to me aaah -1102 :)

Group: AB6IX

Member: Woong

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She would hate to admit her dissatisfaction with life to anyone, but at the same time, she wanted to rant and scream about it. 

It wasn’t that she hated life itself, nowhere near being depressed and filled to the brim with self-loathing, it was just that sometimes living as an adult was the hardest thing to accomplish. Between bills, rent, deadlines and all of the above, it often weighed on her mind. 

In summary: she was being crushed by a mountain of things to do and she had no escape or outlet for her frustrations. She was drowning in the common grind and it was draining her. The dark circles under her eyes were proof enough of that. 

That’s why when she saw a sign hanging out of her across-the-hall neighbor’s door that said: “I’m bored, single and lonely—text if you are, too” with a big smiley face and a phone number, she was of half a mind to actually accept the offer. 

She stared at the sign for a moment, contemplating. She tilted her head from side to side, almost as if searching for any trickery that could’ve been hidden there. 

Nothing. Just a piece of cardboard stuck onto the door with blindingly fluorescent duct tape. Maybe the handwriting was a little messy, but other than that, she didn’t see any reason to be suspicious. 

With a shrug, she pulled her phone out of her pocket, taking a quick picture of the sign. She’d forget the number if she didn’t have some sort of memory of it now, she knew that much. 

She wouldn’t call right away. She wasn’t that desperate for something outside of the norm that she’d text him that quickly. At least... She didn’t think so. 

Though, it came to her attention that she could’ve been wrong when she realized that after cooking up dinner for herself, the first thing she did was open up a text conversation with her mystery neighbor’s number. 

She’d never met her neighbor before, if she was being honest. Which—in this situation—she considered a good thing. He’d moved in just recently and she’d only caught brief glimpses of him when they both left for work in the mornings.

They didn’t even end up leaving the building together. He always took the stairs, but she opted for the elevator since she was a self-proclaimed zombie when she first woke up. 

Accepting her fate, she huffed out an, “I’m insane” before typing out what she hoped would be a good opener.

Hey.

Sure, it wasn’t the most interesting thing to say, but it was always a reliable ice-breaker, in her opinion. She waited for a moment before three familiar dots started hopping about near the bottom left-hand corner of the screen. 

Sorry, who’s this? 

That was to be expected, but still, it made her roll her eyes a little. 

Haha! XD Sorry about that. I’m your neighbor from apartment 24.

Oh, hi! How’d you get my number? 

She furrowed her brows. She went into her picture gallery, tapping the picture she’d taken of the sign outside his door. She sent it with that caption: “This is how”. 

About a minute passed before be replied back with:

Oh my God. 

My friends came over last night super drunk, so I bet that was them. That has ‘Kim Donghyun’ written all over it.

Her eyes widened. 

Oh, she typed back. Well, this is awkward. 

A little bit, yeah. 

She could feel her cheeks heating up with embarrassment. 

I guess I’ll just go then. 

She honestly didn’t expect a reply back at all, but the one she received back shocked her even more than anything she could’ve thought up. 

Wait a moment. Shouldn’t I be the one to decide that? I mean, you texted me first, after all. 

Her interest was piqued. 

And how are you going to decide that, sir? 

Send me a selfie. That’ll help me decide. 

The thought ran through her head to mess with him a little. 

Oh? Are you a very shallow person, then? she asked. 

The answer was fast, no break in between. It was a rapid-fire conversation, in a way, all initial awkwardness having melted away. 

Why do you think so?

It seems to me like your trying to decide my worth by how pretty I am. 

Who says you’re pretty?

Who says I’m not? 

Their playful banter went on for about two more hours before they realized that they were getting nowhere. And that it was almost midnight. 

Huh. Well, I haven’t succeeded in getting a picture of you.

And I haven’t gotten one of you, she replied. So, we’re both a little stuck, aren’t we?

Guess we’ll just have to continue this conversation at a later date, then. 

Guess we will. 

Oh, by the way! You should take the sign off your door. 

Why? You don’t want me talking to anyone else? 

She chuckled at the bold response, nibbling her bottom lip in concentration while she tried to think of an answer. She kept wavering between something a little coy and something equally as forward. They both had their drawbacks. 

What if I don’t want you to? What’re you going to do about it?

There was too long of a pause between messages. She groaned to herself, “I knew I shouldn’t have chosen the gusty one.” Just as the words left her mouth and she was about to toss her phone on the other side of the couch, her notification bell dinged. 

She stared at her phone with a mixture of surprise and hesitance. 

Guess I better go take that sign off, then. Hate to disappoint a pretty neighbor.

How do you know I’m pretty?

How do I know you’re not?

Maybe her answer wasn’t so bad after all. 

That’s how they remained for weeks on end. Despite living directly across from each other, neither of them had taken the jump off of the proverbial cliff to visit each other. 

She knew it would be easy to do so—stand up off the couch, walk a few feet across the hallway and knock on the door—simple as that. But there was something holding her back; an undeniable force. 

Sometimes, she even made the stretch to run back into her apartment if she saw him coming. Probably making herself look like a complete fool to any witnesses, but she felt it was worth it. It was as if she liked him so much that the very thought of him terrified her. 

It was a strange, twisted feeling that she could quite place. 

He made her chest tighten and her stomach do way too many uncomfortable back-flips, and she didn’t even really know what he looked like. Blurry glances and uncomfortable side-long looks from out of her peripherals didn’t give her a very good make on his features. 

But for whatever reason... That had absolutely no baring on the way she felt. 

She didn’t even really know what she was feeling. Just weird.  

She supposed a big reason she was scared about meeting him in person—despite him having suggested it a couple of times—is that she was afraid that he wouldn’t like her as much in person. 

They could be all fun and flirty with each other over the phone, but she knew she would buckle the second she came face-to-face with him. She was worried she would disappoint him if they met. 

She could be cool and collected for a distance, but if she met him, what if she wasn’t as pretty as he expected? What if she wasn’t as charming as she was over text? What if, what if, what if. It was a frustrating cycle. 

And underneath it all, there was an underlying fear that she would be disappointed by him as well. What if he was this fun, slightly awkward, likable person over the phone, but in reality, he turned out to be a massive asshole?

She was worried about not living up to expectations, but she was also worried about being let down, silly as it was.

She flopped down on her bed, exhausted after a day that she thought was too long. Getting reprimanded always took a lot out of her, especially when she wasn’t even clear on what she did wrong. Sad as it was, she’d gotten used to the verbal abuse to the point that she was almost numb to it. 

A familiar brrrring made her head pop up from her mountain of pillows. 

She glanced at the clock. Almost 10 at night. She walked to the front door, leaning toward the peep-hole. She couldn’t make anyone out. 

“Hello?” she called through the wood. “Is anyone there?” Her phone buzzed in her pocket. She pulled it out, reading the familiar contact name of: ‘Neighbor Boy’. She knew his name—a pretty one, Jeon Woong—but she still refused to change his contact info. 

He would always be Neighbor Boy to her. 

She unlocked her phone and read the message in her head. It was stupid, but she’d always played around with different tones of voices in her thoughts. What does he really sound like? she wondered.

Hey, there’s someone at your door?? I don’t recognize him, but he looks like  a delivery man. 

She furrowed her brows. 

A delivery man this late? Still, with a shrug she shot back a quick, “Thanks, hot-stuff”—a nickname she’d given him that she would only ever use over the phone; if she said it out loud, she’d explode with embarrassment—and opened the door.

What she expected was a package to be laid at her feet. What she got instead was a bouquet of vibrant irises shoved in her face, obscuring her view of whomever was on the other end of it.

She raised her hand and pushing the bouquet out of her nose, sneezing right after. She tried to shoot the mystery-florist a look, but they’d covered their face. 

She cleared her throat. “Excuse me?” she said. 

The person—a man, she assumed by the physique—stayed quiet, his face hidden behind the fragrant purple petals. Slowly, he pulled the arrangement down, revealing his face inch-by-inch.

He had pale, clear skin, the softest, floppiest-looking hair, a sharp jaw-line, a nose that rounded out cutely at the tip, naturally pouty lips and soft, kind eyes that were painted with the most beautiful shade of milk chocolate. His ears were stained with a bright, embarrassed red. 

Her eyes widened. Without any words being exchanged, she knew. She just knew who this person in front of her was. 

“Hot-stuff?” she breathed out, the nickname unintentionally slipping out. She tried the play it cool, but it was hard when her neighbor turned out to be literally the most attractive person to breathe air. 

At least... To her, he was. 

He gave a shy smile. “Hi, Gorgeous,” he chuckled adorably, returning the nickname. His tone was even better than she’d imagined. Not too deep, not to high. Slightly velvety, she’d say. A solid baritone. 

He rubbed the back of his neck, gulping visibly. It was hard to believe that this cutie in front of her was the same forward and confident tease she’d been chatting with for a few weeks now.

He cleared his throat. “I know this is kinda sudden,” he started off, “but I just really wanted to meet up with you, and well...” He held the flowers out to her, avoiding eye contact. “We were both taking too long.” 

Her eyes widened a little. “Oh,” she stuttered dumbly. “Oh.” The realization finally dawned on her to take the bouquet he was so delicately offering to her. “Irises,” she said, taking them into her arms and giving them a quick sniff. 

“They’re very pretty,” she told him, nibbling her bottom lip. She was never the one who received flowers. Usually, she’d be the one giving them out. It felt nice to be doted on, for once. “Thank you.”

He nodded, trying to keep his smile at a minimum. It wasn’t working. “No problem,” he said, shifting his weight from the balls of his feet to his heels periodically, giving off the vibe of a child waiting at the bus-stop. “I just... I thought you deserved something cooler than roses,” he admitted. Another precious chuckle. “So I Googled the meaning of different flowers.” 

She couldn’t help but laugh at that, successfully breaking through any tension that they might’ve had. “Oh, yeah?” she asked. “And what did doctor Google say about Irises?” 

“Hope,” he said, putting his hands in his pockets.

She quirked a brow. “Hope, huh? Hope for what?” 

He took a deep breath, seemingly trying to gain a little courage. “Hope that you’ll agree to become my friend. And hope that if you like me enough as a friend, you’ll want to date me.” 

Her jaw dropped.

He gestured to the bouquet. “That’s why I got those flowers,” he said. He gave her a heart-melting smile. “I was hoping to brainwash you into liking the me outside the screen.” 

She looked down at her feet, a small smile playing on her lips. “Can I tell you a secret?” she asked softly. He nodded. 

She leaned forward with her hand cupped around her mouth, like she was going to reveal a grand truth or tell an old tale. He leaned in too, turned his head so that his ear was angled toward her; he didn’t want to miss a word, already stuck on her voice.

“I already do,” she said simply. “I like the fact that he’s just as awkward and nervous as I am in real life. I like the fact that he’s trying to woo me. I like the fact that he Googles things he doesn’t understand fully, ‘cause bro, me too. I like the fact that he makes me laugh and I like the fact that he’s convenient.”

He pulled away with furrowed brows. “Convenient?” he echoed.

She nodded, a grin on her face. “For sure!” she said. “If I end up liking the real you enough to date you, I’ll only have to go across the hall for date-night.” She shrugged. “Doesn’t get much more convenient than that.” 

His cheeks heated up a little bit. “Well, then...” he said. “I guess I’ll just have to try really hard to get you to like the real me enough. It’d be a shame to pass up such a golden opportunity.” 

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Maybe I love him. Just maybe. 

Hey, 1102! I hope things are going well for you and that work’s not killing you too much. Keep fighting and being your cool-self and it’ll all work out! 

This is a pretty late posting, but thank you so much for this request. It was literally the cutest and I loved writing it. I, too, have been swamped as of late, so I haven’t had as much time for writing recently. :’) Lord, give me strength.

Have a good day/evening/night!

#for anon #for 1102 #1102 anon #ab6ix woong #ab6ix jeon woong #jeon woong #woong imagines #woong #kpop #kpop scenarios #kpop imagines #kpop fluff #kpop angst #kpop drabbles #request #reaction #requested

[diaryofanormalkid]

Thursday, May 2nd and Friday, May 3rd were such good days

This week started off pretty rocky because I was sleeping so irregularly, it kept messing with my work schedule and also the errands I had to take care of. But then it got better!

Monday

I started off this week on Monday working a 10:30-6:30pm shift. I think I fell asleep at 5:30am and woke up at like 8:45am to get ready for work. My shift went extremely well, except for the fact that I was super sleepy.

And then at the very end it just went haywire because I needed a certain paper to count my cash till, but we didn’t have anymore so I was running around looking for it for a good 5-10 mins.

It was the end of my shift and all I wanted to do was go home! I couldn’t believe this was happening right when I wanted to go home. I thought to myself “these things only happen to me.”

Eventually I found it and was able to count, but by the time I was done counting my till, it was a little after my shift had ended meaning I missed my usual bus to get home.

So I was stuck there waiting for a while, but not for too long. And then I walked to my bus stop and went home!

Tuesday

Today I had planned to get my high school transcripts to apply for colleges. However, after the horrendous weekend I had with little to no sleep and then going into Monday’s shift sleep deprived also, I didn’t have it in me to wake up in time to do that at all.

Even when I had woken up, I was exhausted. I believe I woke up after 1pm that day. This is what I mean when I say my sleep had become so irregular, I would wake up at different times every day.

As soon as I woke up though, I meant business. I called my high school and let them know I needed a transcript, however they let me know that I was expected to come in to physically obtain it.

Figures. I can’t lie, that was a major setback for my entire thing I had going for the week because I wanted to have these transcripts sent in as soon as possible so that I could further complete my application to apply for colleges.

And then they also informed me that it would actually be too late in the day to come and get them and that the only available time I can pick up my transcript would be in the mornings.

So... I was super limited with days that I could go in to get my transcript. I knew then, this week I would only be able to pick it up on Wednesday or Friday, since Thursday I was working.

My mom was so kind offer to take me the following day, which would mean Wednesday I would be able to get it and mail it off to the website.

So by now, I told myself at least if I’m not going anymore to get my transcript today, then I should go to pick up my friends birthday gift and card today. At the LEAST.

But seeing as how exhausted I was, I fell asleep in my couch and just spent the whole day recovering from the already tiring week. In my head I reminded myself that the next couple days I really needed to pick up my slack!

Wednesday

So here came Wednesday, a new day. And there I was again, still exhausted. I still apparently hadn’t fully recovered from all the sleep deprivation. Going to bed late Tuesday night didn’t help either.

I remember telling my mom and myself that today I would wake up at 8:30am so that we could arrive at my high school by 10am to pick up my transcript.

Did I do that? No. What I did was sleep in though. It was such a rainy, gloomy day. I had no energy to get out of bed so I slept in until about 12:30pm.

My mother was upset with me because here she was willing to give me a ride to my high school when she had work later today and there I was in bed sleeping.

I also had work today, so I didn’t have much free time to mess around and waste. I needed to make sure I was ready in time to catch my bus to work.

I managed to slip out of my house just in the knick of time to catch my bus. I have to give credit to my instincts and running abilities however, because if it hadn’t been for both, I would’ve surely missed my first bus.

I made it in time for work, and the shift surprisingly went super well once again. Which I was super happy about. It was least that could be going right in my life with all the mess that was going on lately.

This shift was from 2:30-10:30 and a fun fact is that my mom and I work at the same place, just different areas. So I always wait for her when she’s on evening shift to finish her shift.

Her shift lasts until 11:30 though, which leaves me waiting for a while. Gladly, I finished all that I had to while I was there so I made the most of my time by killing it quickly with silly things.

Thursday

Now today was another day I had work. Ironically, I wasn’t supposed to work today, it was just a last minute shift that was given to me by someone who needed me to take it.

I was happy I got it, i could really use the money after the expensive previous week I had. The catch was I had to be back first thing in the morning for this shift. 8:30-4:30pm to be exact.

I didn’t have a problem with it, as I was the one who approved to take it. However, I knew I was in for quite a shift with the lack of sleep after doing my evening shift Wednesday.

I kept telling myself on Wednesday, “okay Britney, you know you have a shift in the morning so you HAVE to make sure you go STRAIGHT to sleep once you get home.”

Did I listen to myself? No! I believe I fell asleep a little after 4am that night. And I was supposed to wake up at 6:30am so that I could leave out in time to catch my bus.

So I was barely on time to catch my bus that morning, but I still made it by God’s grace. I also almost thought I lost my phone on the bus that morning but quickly found it hiding in my bag.

So glad. By that point in the morning, I had already gone through so much anxiety just thinking about being late to work and then almost losing my phone.

The lack of sleep didn’t help at all, but regardless I was actually feeling more excited than I was anxious by the time I arrived at work. Super uncharacteristic of me, but true.

One thing I will mention is that I hadn’t worked in this part of the Tim Hortons in a long time. So while I had every reason to be nervous to come back to this part, I was still excited.

I tried to prepare myself mentally by repeating in my head “you won’t be clumsy,” “you won’t spill anything,” “there’ll be no accidents,” “positive energy,” ��good vibes,” “today’s gonna be a good day,” and things of that nature.

And I kid you not, it was! I anticipated I would be a little rusty, heck and I even tried to prepare myself for the worst, just in case. But it was genuinely a really smooth shift.

I actually enjoyed my time that day. And LEMME TELL YOU... I saw my short crush! So that in itself was so rewarding to get to see him on a day I wasn’t even supposed to be there.

Short crush

So I peeped when he came really quickly because he was with a few other ppl and they kinda had a presence, all of them standing in line.

The whole time while I was taking orders, I could see him in my peripheral just staring at me subtly, but not so subtly. I was nervous but calm, cool and collected all at the same time.

By the time he got to the till, I was surprisingly able to look into his eyes and greet him hi, like any customer. I asked what I could get for him and his coworkers and they all began to state their orders.

For this I made sure to write down their orders because with how flustered I was on the inside, I knew for a fact I would forget. I took my time with it too, just to ensure that I didn’t mess anyone’s orders up.

So as I was making them, his coworkers and him were going back and forth double checking that the orders they said were correct, in the meanwhile, not realizing how confusing that was for me.

Because I was standing there making their orders thinking “should I start these over or read them back to them to make sure they’re correct?” Like what do they want from me???

I ended up just zoning them out and focusing on making what I had written down because I trusted myself to write down everything properly as I heard them say it.

When I was finished with making everything, I handed them all to them and him, and they got some of the drinks mixed up with whose was whose, so I had to point out which ones was which ones.

The whole time my short crush was staring at me half adoringly, half awkwardly because he could see the confusion on my face as I wondered why they couldn’t figure it out.

So then he left and I told them all have a good day. Ahh, he’s so cute. And that wasn’t the only crush I ran into that day because I also saw my American Dragon crush/short guy... at the same time.

Short Guy

[Let’s just get this straight and lemme remind you all that short crush and short guy are two different people in my world!!! So don’t confuse the two no matter how similar they look.

Because the difference is, I do not have a crush on short guy, hence why he doesn’t have a crush in his title! They both just so happen to be short though

So basically

short crush = reciprocated feelings since I am also attracted to him but

Short guy = unrequited feelings since I am not attracted to him back]

I was going on my second break of the day when I ran into short guy. He was also on his break which is why we were both in the cafetaria.

So since I ran into him, I decided to just sit down and eat with him since it was the middle of the day and there are so many ppl in the cafeteria with hardly any seats to sit at.

After I fixed my lunch I kinda waved to him to come sit over with me. So... for the first time with him I was actually comfortable talking and eating with him.

All the other times before, I would always be so nervous to talk or eat in front of him, because I know how he feels towards me. And I didn’t want to give him the wrong idea.

Being self conscious and having low self esteem doesn’t help when you’re eating in front of someone who you know is attracted to you. But today, for some reason I was just so calm.

Anyways, we talked about a few different topics and we kinda just stayed on them for a long time. And I was actually eating too, which was progress, so I felt good about myself.

And eventually my American Dragon crush came to sit down to eat with us since there was still not very many seats.

American Dragon Crush

All throughout today I kept seeing him since he was working morning shift like me. And every time I saw him, I would say something to him. Which to me, is nice because he’s not the type of crush I am usually comfortable talking with if I initiate it.

[My relationship with American Dragon crush is a bit complicated because he’s:

Younger than me by a year and a half

Shorter than me ALSO 👀

Filipino, his mom probably hates me because she sees me alll the time but is so short with me / language barrier is hard at my work when everyone speaks Tagalog and you can’t understand what they’re saying

I am lowkey crushing, but my mom would NOT approve of me even LIKING him so looool

My mom told me the other day she agrees that she thinks he has a crush on me!!!!! So that’s confirmed, he likes me back

He literally ran away (just kidding walked away) when my mom was coming towards me to talk one time like he was scared of her or something looool ]

Anyways, when he sat down with us... my very first instinct was to feel awkward. But the settings and everything made me feel calm, and I thought to myself “as long as nobody says anything weird, this will be fine.”

I really didn’t think either of these guys would try anything or say anything weird because they’re not really like that. There was SOME tension in the air, but it quickly got eradicated.

I tried to keep conversations going between them both to fill the silences that would happen every now and then, and was pretty successful tbh. That really made me feel at ease.

The last thing I wanted was for one to feel weird just because I was talking to the other. I was just glad they both could play along with the whole thing and not put me in an uncomfortable situation.

The lunch time flew by with the both of them there and continuing talking to me and each other. My American Dragon crush asked to borrow my charger so I said I would give it to him.

When I went to get my charger, he met me halfway to take it. I jokingly warned him “protect this with your LIFE. Don’t break it. Or you will never get to use my stuff EVER again.”

He told me, that’s fine and he’s not gonna use it for long. I also told him to make sure he brings it back before he leaves since he was gonna be done his shift a little earlier than me.

He came by his shift and had my charger in hand all neatly wrapped up ready to give to me. He’s like “here you go.” And I said “were you gonna leave with it?” He was smiling and said no.

Honestly thank God, because he would’ve completely and totally lost my trust since I’ve made that mistake before with other ppl.

Anyways, back to my shift at work that day...

I really didn’t have much trouble at all with taking orders other than for when new prices came up. Every now and then I would just check with a coworker to make sure I was charging the correct prices.

And since I was closing, that meant I was counting, meaning it was gonna be a pretty easy-going end to my shift. To me, counting my till is always so peaceful to me.

Closing went super smoothly, other than some ppl coming to ask for coffee last minute. But I had a quick and smooth close! And I got changed and ready in time for when I had to sign out.

I was wearing the most cool outfit after my shift at work. And I just felt my hair went SO well with it, like I was just so upset not more ppl got to see it.

But for the ones day did see it, I definitely blessed their lives for wearing such a cute fit. And I kid you not, I was so upset that this outfit was going to waste that I just up and went to the mall!

If I couldn’t get more ppl at my work, I said I might as well go and let ppl at the mall get to see my great taste in fashion. So I waited until my bus came and was on my merry way!

Alright alright, so my bus was packed and I kid you not... some man “snuck” a whole dog onto the bus! And I was not in the slightest upset about it!

As much as I joke around in real life about how I’m allergic to dogs, I really couldn’t tell you how I excited I was that a dog was somehow on this bus directly in front of me!

It was a super well trained dog too. It was the cutest lil ugly pug and whenever he would move the slightest everybody would look at this lil dogs every move.

I tried my absolute hardest not to sneeze around the dog to give away that I was allergic but I think my watery eyes gave it away once I was sitting there long enough.

As much I was suffering, I still wanted to be as close to the dog as I was. He just made my already good day even better and I knew I would have a nice story to tell when I got home.

Anyways so eventually the dog got off, then I was at the mall in no time. My plan for the day was to get my friends gift, her card and gift bag and then get out!

Since originally I never went on tuesday, today seemed perfect to do it because it wasn’t Friday (aka the busiest day of the week for the mall) and I was done work.

But boyyy, when I tell you it was BUSY! Way busier than I expected it to be. I didn’t remember that Friday, the next day was gonna be a P.A. day, so therefore no school.

That meant all the high school students took this as an opportunity to come to the mall on a Thursday instead. It made for my time at the mall like 3x longer than I thought it would take.

The lines were super long in Sephora when I went in. And literally any other time I looked over they remained that way so I just decided I would take my time choosing my friends gift.

I TOOK FOREVER THOUGH. Like the time I took in there was the equivalent of getting stuck down a YouTube rabbit hole and not realizing how much time has gone by!

But I found the CUTEST stuff for her AND myself. But obviously the main goal was her. I intended to buy a perfume and that’s exactly what I came out with.

Not the original size I had in mind, but regardless I believe my friend will appreciate the scent and effort it took to find a perfume for her. It really does smell amazing.

And it’s good quality that I hope will last! Since the bottle size is so small, there’s no telling if it will actually last all that long, but I think it’s a matter of finding the right scent first.

At least I know now if she truly really likes the scent, I could always buy her another one with the bigger sizes. Of course they’re way more expensive, but it’s quality perfume that lasts.

These are the items along with the card that I ended up getting her. I hope she likes/appreciates them. They’re definitely more on the practical side of giit’s, but nonetheless still good gifted

As for myself, I was spending a LONG time looking at the perfumes in Sephora. I was just super fixated on finding one for myself that I would also like so that when I finally do have the money I can eventually use it to buy the bigger bottles of the perfumes that I found and liked.

I found a lot of them that were decent smells, but i’m telling you, there was only one that fell in love with completely and obsessed with and can still smell the scent of today.

And I mean LITERALLY still smell the scent of because the scent is still remaining on the paper I sprayed it on which is crazy impressive! I’m sooo in love with the perfume, it’s so good!

You wouldn’t believe it, but that scent is actually THE first perfume bottle I picked up once I got to Sephora and I kept going back to it because I couldn’t believe how good it smelled.

I am definitely making that investment when I find the money because smelling like that???? I’d be irresistible everywhere I go! Here is a picture of the perfume:

As for all the other perfumes, they were subpar in comparison to this! What an experience it put me through. And now I will never forget that scent!

So once I had got done shopping for my friends gift in Sephora, I went to eat some Chipotle because ya girl was starved! I also got Starbucks to try the dragonfruit drink!

The one with coconut milk this time because I’d already tried the original mango dragonfruit drink with water and then another time with lemonade before.

All three of them are amazing flavours and it’s my go to from Starbucks at this point. Not that I go to Starbucks often anyways. I waited super long for the line at Starbucks.

But even worse was once I left the place, the line got waaay longer right after so I felt bad for how packed today was.

Anyways, I felt soo guilty after spending all the money I did in one day. I could’ve refrained from buying all the food that I did at the mall since I had food at home good and ready to eat.

But I couldn’t resist how hungry I was in the moment either. Plus, I had been having chipotle and Starbucks cravings the whole week prior so I’m glad it’s out of my system.

My period really did me dirty financially this time. When those cravings hit... they HIT! And I just can’t resist!

Anyways so by the time I left the mall, it was getting dark and I had to wait a while for my second bus so I decided to wait inside the Tim Hortons at the bus stop.

I always feel weird waiting inside a place and not buying anything because I know some places they tell you to purchase something, so I decided for buying an iced coffee to keep with me for tomorrow morning when I wake up.

I told myself it was to help me wake up in time tomorrow morning since I knew I would be tired, but then I also bought those new Oreo pockets...

That one I didn’t have any excuse for, I just was craving to try it. It was good, but sooo not worth it. As I was buying my iced coffee, I saw my bus pull up to the intersection.

It was a mission and a half though because as soon as I got my iced coffee I had to run so quickly to the bus so that it didn’t miss me! I got super lucky because she was at a red light.

Once I got to the bus, I saw my Model crush from my former University! I see him every now and then, but if there was any night I would want to see him, it would DEF be tonight.

I was super happy once I realized it was him because I wanted him to see my in this outfit! When I walked past him, I was acting super confident.

The whole time I was on the bus I was fighting the urge to look at him the entire time. I was so desperate to look but I told myself, only when it’s not obvious. I did pretty good on that.

Eventually he got off at the stop he usually gets off and on at. And then shortly, I was home. BOY was I glad to be home. But I was even happier that I had a wonderful day!

Friday

Today was... pretty good! My intentions were to pick up my transcripts from my high school, then drop off my sisters resumé with her at a mall. However things took a spin for the better today.

So lemme just start by saying I was STILL tired today when I woke up. To be clear, I somehow still ended up going to bed at like 4am last night because... bad habits.

But anyways, remember that iced coffee I bought? Yeah, well first thing after I woke up I went straight downstairs to drink it. I was THAT tired.

But i eventually came around and found a really cute outfit to wear out today. I was definitely dragging my feet however to get dressed. But my mother sister and I left by 10:30am.

I was super hyper due to the iced coffee/adrenaline rush I was experiencing from being so tired, so you could imagine how annoying I must’ve been.

Somewhere along the way, I asked my mom if she could drop my sister and I at the theatre to watch Avengers: Endgame but surprisingly she gave us money to go and I couldn’t believe I was finally gonna be able to watch it! Just like that.

So I found out once I got to my high school that the guidance counsellors need to sign my transcripts in order to send them out to give to me. I was simply... disappointed but not surprised.

It’s always something with me. So the secretary who was there was very helpful in arranging for me to pick it up next week whenever I was ready to get it, thankfully.

And then all of sudden as we were leaving, my mom randomly offered for me to take a test drive around the parking lot of my high school. It was totally spontaneous but serious.

So I took her up on her offer. After I was done, my mother said apparently I did an amazing job on my first time “driving” and that she couldn’t believe I had done my turns so easily.

I was sooo nervous and scared but also impressed with how I did as well. I honestly don’t have any reference of how good or bad I did though, so I’ll assume she was being honest.

Anyways then we headed to the mall and quickly dropped off my sisters resumé. And my mom dropped us off at theatre. I was so happy we could watch Avengers because I jokingly made a Instagram story about going to see it by myself just yesterday.

But now it’s actually a reality and I’m so glad. The whooole struggle to get food was a mission because we went back to THE SAME MALL by bus just to get food from the food court and bus back to the movies.

Then we snuck in our food since we had no time to eat it, otherwise we were gonna be late. And my sister literally snuck in a whole cup of pop from the mall into the theatre without anybody even realizing looool.

The whole time watching the movie I was sooo nervous because I didn’t really have any solid ideas of how the movie was gonna go down aside from the very few spoilers that I saw.

It was amazing! Sad, but not THAT sad for me because I didn’t have THAT much of an attachment to these characters since I didn’t even properly watch the first two avengers.

But I feel so relieved now that I don’t have to worry about spoilers! And also, I sat ALL the way through! Even though my bladder damn near bursted by the end of the movie!

I kid you not, I got up like 2 mins before it ended because my instincts told me it was gonna end soon and I was trying to time it. And I was right because it ended like right when I was about to leave!

I was so happy it was over and then I just made a RUN for the bathroom!!! But anyways today was amazing and I’m glad my week could end off way better than it started!

I still have one more day left to work, today. But I think I can handle the new week ahead now that I’ve gotten some things taken care of this week ☺️

Thanks for reading if you read allll the way through!

#personal #diary #dear diary #avengers #avengers endgame #crush #american dragon #american dragon crush #short crush #short guy

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Cosplacon 2017 Con Report

 Okay, so, I’ve just spent the last few days at Cosplacon.  It’s a fairly small event (compared to the likes of Dragoncon, etc), but it is so much fun.  Maybe because it’s so small, it has a really great atmosphere.  It’s also pretty much the only con in town, as it were, unless you want to make the trip out to either Saint Louis or Kansas City.  (Mind you, there were attendees who came from Topeka, which is realy impressive.)  This is my third year attending this con (any con, in fact), and the first time I’d stayed for the whole thing. 

DAY ONE

Thursday was interesting, because (as some may know) I have been gearing up for a move, and that move took place on Thursday morning.  So, I’d spent the first half of the week frantically packing and boxing and getting things ready, and Thursday morning was spent trying to get stuff loaded into the new place so my parents would have less to do when the time came to unpack.  (Yes, i live with and help take care of my parents, who are both disabled to one degree or another.  They encouraged me to attend the con, because I pretty much spend all my time working either at my job or at home, and need a break to do something for myself.)  So, when the time came to leave, I was sweaty and dirty and desperate for a cold shower.  (June in Missouri is no fun.)  Once I was feeling relatively human again (though still kinda tired) I donned my Rocket grunt costume from last year and joined the festivities. 

The con has a Pokemon League (strictly for fun, not an official Pokemon Company thing), and I registered my team for that.  It’s pretty cool.  The folks running it do it as a labor of love, and it really shows.  Not only do they spend their own money printing trainer cards and making gym badges, they created a region with lore and even a *soundtrack*.  I tried to do the “story mode” challenge, but got flattened by the Flying-Type leader in my second match, so then it just became trying to get as many badges as possible.  I’m not super knowledgable when it comes to competitive play, because I don’t really do much of that sort of thing, but I did put together a pretty solid team.  I might do a separate post about that later.  Maybe.  Meh. 

Every year, the con also does a sort of scavenger hunt, with little stuff scattered throughout the hotel.  Collect all these “achievements” and you win...something.  I think it’s a pass for next year.  I probably could have done it this year, but I chose to spend most of my time between specific events hanging out with the Pokemon League crew.  Some of the achievements included finding the key to the TARDIS, Facehugger eggs, and the stones from the Fifth Element.  (This being the fifth year of the con, there was a Fifth Element theme.)

There weren’t a ton of events that first night, but I did catch the Iron Cosplay competition (teams are given a collection of random pieces out of which to create a costume and character backstory), which was a lot of fun.  I kind of wished I could have attended some of the panels hosted by the Egg Sisters on Prosthetics and Make-up, because I think that kind of thing is really fascinating, and they are amazing at it.  I didn’t rally go much into the game room, where there were Smash Bros tournaments and things like that.  Most of the gaming stuff I did was just playing Pokemon.  After Iron Cosplay was the Welcome Party, which was also a lot of fun.  After that, I hit the sack.  There’s usually some kind of dance party or other kind of late night hootenanny, but I’d been up since 5 am and was exhausted.

Turns out that would be a running theme.  Not only were the people in the next room pretty rowdy (I think they were teenagers out on their own for the first time), but my room was directly adjacent to one of the maintenance/cleaning closets, so I got to hear all the banging and thumping of the door and housekeeping carts. 

As a sidenote: If a hotel room door is locked, STOP TRYING TO GET IN.  Also?  Instructions for the damn shower would be nice. 

DAY TWO

After waking up WAY too early, I finish up my Janky McCree cosplay (which I should have gotten a picture of before it all fell apart) I headed down to the League and did a bit of battling before leaving for the Q&A with Eric Stuart--the voice actor for James and Brock of Pokemon, among others.  It was enjoyable and informational, but I think a lot of us kinda blanked when the opportunity arose to ask questions, and the majority of questions came from the same handful of people.  He struck me as a really cool guy, though. 

I would have liked to go to the Marvel vs DC Round Table or the panel on samurai swords by Samurai Dan, , but I opted to go to the Q&A instead.,  That happened a lot.  Like, a lot of the events that I wanted to attend were scheduled at the same time, while other times, there were stretches where nothing really jumped out and said COME TO ME.  I kinda wanted to go to the Cosplay Runway, which was a non-competitive costume parade of sorts, but I wasn’t too happy with my McCree cosplay and also wanted to keep challenging gym leaders.  I definitely wanted to go to the Harry Potter round table, but things with the Pokemon League took longer than expected, and I missed half of it.  That was okay, though, because I still had fun.  And if you’re enjoying what you’re doing, that’s what’s important, right?  Also, it’s important to schedule time for things like food.  So you don’t, like, die. 

That even was the cosplay skits.  They’re usually good, but this year, they were AWESOME.  I tried recording everything, but I did end up missing a couple because I had to run up to my room and grab my phone charger.  I did miss a dance number I hope someone recorded and will post to youtube or something, but the other skit, I wasn’t too upset about missing, mostly because the guy doing it was a creep who’d caused problems with the League crew, and wouldn’t have been very entertaining anyway.  There were dance numbers, musical performances, short dramatic skits, a HILARIOUS Gothic Lolita presentation (”SQUAT!!! Wigglewigglewigglewiggle!  CRRRRRROOOOUUUCH!!!”) and a couple of girls tossing inventive shade at each other, which I kept expecting to turn into a number from Wicked.  Normally, the winner of the skit competition wins a pass for next year, but there were so many awesome skits, the judges decided to award one to everybody (including that creepy guy, but they couldn’t very well say “Everyone but you). 

Following that was a really fun Avatar: The Last Airbender discussion.  I kiiiinda wanted to go to the Fifth Element Ball afterwards, but I was feeling pretty shy about jumping into a dance party, seeing as I dance like a parody of a white guy, so I hung out with the League and got some food. 

Then, so friends of mine from work showed up and we wondered about a bit, taking in the sights before deciding to go to the drag show, which was a lot of fun.  I did have to explain to my friends what a drag king was.  They had an intermission, and I kinda wanted to stay for the rest, and I kinda wanted to go do karaoke, but it was near midnight already and I was bushed.  So, I said goodnight and tied again to get some sleep, getting only nominal success. 

DAY THREE

I finished up my Guzma costume after getting Not Enough Sleep.  By the way, I nearly blinded myself twice putting on eyeliner.  There wasn’t a whole lot grabbing my attention as far as morning events, but I did have fun battling with other Pokemon trainers and just walking about taking pictures and even getting my picture taken.  I was really bummed, though, that a lot of the attendees who did Team Skull grunt cosplays weren’t doing them that day, because I would have LOVED to get a picture with as many Team Skull peeps as possible.  I did attend a need panel on digital art, hosted by the head of the con, Rodney. 

After that was a Pokemon Speed Training tournament.  basically, each person was traded three random level one pokemon and we were given an hour to train them up as much as possible, before facing each other in 3v3 battles. I ended up with a Klefki, a Corsola and a standard Grimer.  i wasn’t too terribly happy, but I figured I would give it a shot.  (Again, I’m not a super competitive player, but even I knew Corsola wasn’t super viable for competition.)  And I actually managed to get to the final two!  Unfortunately, my opponent had a well trained Golem and one-shotted everyone on my team with Earthquake.  But I had fun! 

Again, not a whole lot scheduled after that which grabbed my attention, so, more hanging out before heading in to the Cosplay Royale.  The Cosplay Royal is the big cosplay competition, with professional judges and everything.  There were some AWESOME cosplays in this one, though not as many entrants as there were last year, if i’m remembering things correctly.  But the quality of the costumes were so good, they added a couple categories. 

After that, Eric Stuart gave an acoustic concert, and I got a signed CD.  I’m always a little leery when someone says they’re Also A Musician, because a LOT of people are Also A Musician, but he was actually really good.  There was one slightly obnoxious guy who tended to talk through the performance, and not super quietly, either.  After that, I wanted to go to the Dance Party or even the Cosplay Burlesque, but I reeeally needed food and sleep.  Which Brings us to...

DAY FOUR. 

Today!  I got a little more sleep this morning, despite there being a HUGE thunderstorm crashing around outside.  No cosplay today, just dressing comfortably.  Everyone was pretty low-energy today compared to the previous few days.  I think there were a lot of hangovers, and the accumulative effects of Not Enough Sleep.  Even Rodney, the head of the con, aka “The Green Flash”, was subdued.  There was the Father’s Day brunch and the Pokemon Carnival, where everyone got the chance to battle the League again, but not a lot else.  Most people were gearing up to leave before checkout at 11.  I did actually get all eight badges, but didn’t succeed in challenging the elite four.  Then came the closing ceremony, after which people basically headed out.  The hotel is pretty empty right now, and I enjoyed a nice long nap.  I will probably sleep better tonight and be in a pretty good state when I leave tomorrow, which is good, because I still have basically unpack all my crap at the new house. 

#cosplacon #cosplacon2017 #cosplacon 2017 #con report #con recap

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What a blur...

Well...this post to you comes from my new living room in North Carolina..and what a blur it’s been! 

Wednesday: We had a great NJ Day. My friend Jenny was off so we spent the day in downtown Point Pleasant. Luna was a handful but we enjoyed walking around the stores. The teacher supply store was giving a 25% off discount so I did really well. I also got a NJ outline necklace at my favorite PP store Stella e Luna. We ended the day with iced coffee and pizza..good times. It was also Kory’s last day at his NJ store so we had a fun game night to celebrate

Thursday: We visited my grandmother and ran some errands before going home and finishing up packing. Packing Luna’s room was really hard, I was crying. We created that room for our little girl, and it’s grown up with her..leaving it behind was hard. I can barely even remember Thursday honestly, just working continuously to get stuff done.

Friday: Loading day! First thing in the morning we dropped Luna off with her sitter. Well first we picked up flowers for her. Luna was very excited to be there. Then it was on to picking up the truck. It was starting to rain and I was getting nervous. Kory took the truck and I ran to target to get a new litter box for the cats going with my BIL. Kory beat me home but waited for me and Jenny to get there to help him back the truck into our spot. When he backed it in and opened it up I started to panic..it didn’t look nearly as big as I expected. Once my BIL and his friend showed up we started loading. Luckily, there was no more rain but damn it was humid. Bringing everything down from the second floor apartment SUCKED. After about 3-4 hours though, everything was loaded. And I mean EVERYTHING! It all fit!!!! I couldn’t believe it. We even had room to spare to pick up the things at my aunts house. Anyway, we treated the guys to pizza then said our goodbyes. I ran to the store to get flowers and a birthday cake for my aunt, then I picked Luna up from her sitters and that was REALLY hard..I was crying. We’re going to miss her a lot.

We met Kory at my aunts and relaxed for the evening. She cooked and my cousin came over with her kids and we had a cake for my aunts birthday. It was a nice evening. But then anxiety started hitting me and I couldn’t sleep AT ALL. Took me a couple of hours it was awful.

Saturday: Woke up to my aunt letting us know there was a massive storm front coming and a tornado watch. In NJ...cool. It didn’t wind up being too bad and cleared up pretty quickly. Once it cleared up with left Luna with my aunt to go back to the apartment to clean and return the keys. It took 4 hours and it was AWFUL. I was a sad to leave but then they were obnoxious in the office (saying they would charge me for the rubber pool pass bracelets I pack...bite me) so it took the sadness away. 

I was exhausted when we got back to my aunts and it was chaos there. Luna was exhausted, she did a lot with her cousins and she was being straight up nasty. I kept trying to remove her from the situation but her cousins kept following and it was terrible and I was so tired. Luckily I finally got her to lay down with me for just a few minutes to talk and relax and my cousin put her kids on their screens so it would be quiet and everything was better after that. Kory showed up and it was time to load up the stuff at my grandmas house. My moms dining room table was being stored there and we were taking my grandmas patio set. It was super heavy and our friend helping us move was coming a lot later than expected so it took a lot to get it on the truck but we managed! Finally everything was loaded (we fit EVERYTHING expect 2 of the 6 patio chairs which we can bring down when we visit for christmas). We hooked the tow dolly up to the truck (my cousins husband had arrived luckily) and tried to get Kory’s car up...but it wasn’t working. His car sits too low and it was destroying the bumper. So it was decided that my car would have to be hooked up and I would have to drive his to NC...GREAT!!!! Cue panic attack..you guys know how you get used to your own car the idea of driving someone elses car that far is nerve wrecking. Plus my car has apple car play which makes using gps really easy..plus its a hybrid..just ugh. My car went up on the tow dolly without a problem and we just switched stuff around. 

We ordered chinese food (fun fact, my first ever meal and last ever meal as a NJ resident were both chinese from the same restaurant!). My cousins were so sweet, they bought Luna “going away gifts” (even though she just had a birthday). They got her a big Elsa doll and a mini Else castle with the characters. Perfect for the car! Kory had to go pick up our friend (who was running late) it was nearly 9 and he wasn’t back yet so I put Luna to bed myself. Her cousins were SO SAD to say goodbye (Luna didn’t really understand why). She was exhausted and went down without a peep. Kory showed up and we said goodbye to my cousins. We kept the emotions away for the kids. Not long after it was time for bed..it hit me how scary everything was and I was crying in bed. Took me a long time to fall asleep again.

Sunday: The day arrived! Alarms went off at 3am (yawn) and we got moving. My aunt woke up and made me coffee (yay). We loaded up the cars, got Luna out of bed and said our goodbyes. That was super emotional, my aunt and I were both basket cases. They’re coming down in November though..just a few months away. Luna woke up and was very excited for the trip..I gave her some melatonin and prayed she would fall back asleep. Not long out of my aunts development, she did. We stayed behind the truck for about 30 minutes until I couldn’t take the slow speed anymore and sped up. Around 5:30 Kory called me to see how we were doing (they had stopped for gas and to switch drivers). Luna was still asleep and stayed asleep until nearly 7!!! By then we were in Virginia so we stopped at the first rest area for a potty break (I had to pee SO BADLY but refused to stop as long as she was sleeping!!!). I got us situated and started Luna’s “gifts” (I picked up a bunch of cheap stuff from the dollar tree and wrapped it) every 40 mins or so I set an alarm on my phone and she got a present. It was great, kept her really well behaved. 

Our next stop wasn’t long after the first but I wanted to get gas before we got off 95 because 84 doesn’t have as many options. I took an exit and got gas at the first gas station I saw..my first time pumping gas ever (hello Jersey girl here!!). I couldn’t figure it out, Kory wasn’t answering and I was trying not to panic. Luckily I figured it out soon..stupid pump made you start pumping before paying..lame.

Back on the road! I wanted to stop at a rest area around 11 to get lunch together (we had sandwiches in the car). I missed one at 10:45, figured there would be one soon but no luck. Nearly 12 I couldn’t take it anymore so we stopped at a Pilot with a dunkin donuts right off the highway (figured I could use caffeine anyway). We pottied and I got coffee then Luna jumped in a giant puddle before I could stop her and was filthy and soaked and needed cleaning and changing. This was the start of our downfall. Finally we got back on the road with only 2 hours to go. Luna was set up with lunch and a movie. Surprisingly, she fell asleep in front of her movie (NEVER HAPPENS). We hit our first traffic of the trip (accident) but she slept through it. Less than an hour left! We were definitely getting testy with each other but we were almost there! When we hit the local highway I was giddy with relief. When we pulled into the neighborhood I legit started sobbing I was so happy. When we pulled into the driveway I just laid my head on the steering wheel and cried for a minute. 

Kory and Jamie showed up with the truck and 40 mins after us (they made really good time, they stopped a lot more than we did). We went to get lunch then came back and unloaded. Despite having less people (and me being basically useless because I felt so sick ) and Luna being underfoot we were done in just a couple of hours. I don’t really remember much else about that day, I was so tired. I slept so well in my own bed.

Monday:  Errands day! Pick up the modem (took forever), to Lowes to get parts needed for the dining room table, to the grocery store for stuff for an epic brunch. By noon we were finally eating at our dining room table and it was DELICIOUS!! Then I put Luna in her room for quiet time and unpacked the rest of the kitchen while Kory and Jamie took the truck to get the washer, dryer, BBQ and lawn mower (YIKES money being spent). When they got back the hooked up the washer and dryer and went to return the truck. They came back with food (we didn’t have time to BBQ) and it was time to bring Jamie to the airport. I was sad our last bit of NJ was leaving us. It’s going to be okay though. Kory had to stop by his new store so Luna and I picked some stuff from Target. Another exhausting day.

Tuesday: Kory’s last day off before going back to work. We did a little bit around the house then ventured out to toys r us (about 35 mins away) to finally spend Luna’s birthday money. We got a play house and little pool for the backyard. There was also a home decor store called at home..it was basically a homegoods on steroids..we couldn’t even get through the whole thing! We we’re starving by then and got a last hurrah meal and steak and shake..shakes to go and everything. When we got home Luna went into quiet time and we relaxed. When she was done Kory mowed the lawn then we put together her house and the patio furniture and had our first family bbq. It was delicious and just perfect. I’ve been wanting to have our own backyard for a looooong time.

Today: Kory had work :( Luna and I still ventured out to walmart and the dollar tree (using gps to get to walmart haha). It was a very slow, long, lonely day. I got some stuff done around here and set up Luna’s pool and we had fun. Hoping to make friends soon..it’s awfully lonely here. But we’re still enjoying the house and the area! Today I got an email from my new boss with our specials and lunch schedules so we can make our class schedules. It’s super weird seeing my name on the schedules..and very exciting and nerve wrecking! She also texted me to let me know that my classroom is ready so when Kory has off next week I’m going to go in and start bringing stuff in!

[side-eyeing-you]

Okay, so here’s a recollection of the best day of my fandom life? #ECCC

I’m usually just here to make short, dumb, spazzy comments, so bear with me, because this will probably be long. However, I’ll try not to be too repetitive and remember the interesting parts. ;) Apologies if the pics are effing huge. I don’t do this posting thing - ever. hahah

So, first of all, shout out to @oohdembuns​ for peer pressuring me to go to this thing, hahaha. Cons are not usually my jam, but since it was at home, AND CAIT WAS COMING TOO, I was like, “I’d be kinda dumb not to go, right?” Anyway, so I originally just got a Friday pass and a picture with Cait. And was perfectly content with that. Then there was an announcement that they would be offering more VIP passes for sale, and Buns was like, “omg you have to go!!!!” so I thought about it, and thought about it… and tried to calculate out how many dinners out and shopping trips I had to cut out of my life, and decided, “Okay, you’ve convinced me… I’ll buy it, if it becomes available again.” So I was basically at the gym when the link went live for VIP sales, and Buns linked me to it immediately (so dependable!) and I got to buy one, then less than 30 seconds later it was sold out again. Guess I got lucky!

 Onto the day of the con!

 Wasn’t sure how it would be, since I didn’t really talk to anyone via DM or text or anything super regularly that was going. But I’d gotten talking to @supertam87​ and @chrismosstree​ and @myguiltyolpleasure​ a few days before, so it was nice that they were cool enough to welcome me, so I didn’t feel like such a loner hahah. Met up with @valkyrie1969​ and @sileas84​ too. Met @queencaitriona​ and @zengeisha​ and a few others while waiting in line. I gotta say, one of my favorite parts of this weekend was meeting everyone and just hanging out. I wasn’t sure what to expect at first, but you guys guessed it, everyone is as cool IRL as they are online!

 The rest is much of the same. Waiting in line after line after line. Me wanting to off myself, because it was so crowded and hot and stuffy. But hey, that’s con life, lol.

 Panel was surreal to be at. It was fun, and exciting and the MC was funny and made everyone take selfless with their neighbor to ensure that you’d turned off your flash. 

THEN out comes Sam and Cait. I mean, I was like, “Weird. They are right in front of me. This is definitely weird.” But I really enjoyed it and probably missed some bits, so I’ll have to do a re-watch! I honestly could sit and listen to them both ALL FREAKING DAY. They are just so entertaining and fun to watch together, lol.

 Then we tried to go to the 12:30 autograph session. That was full. Which was kind of a good thing, because I was getting hangry at this point. Grabbed some lunch and came back to get lined up for photos. Okay, this was like cattle call and I wanted to just die, hahah. THEN I finally got up to the black curtains where Sam and Cait were standing taking pictures with fans, and it was so weird seeing them there… in motion… in the flesh. They are freakishly tall, yes. And Cait’s legs go on forever. I think her waist is like a whole foot higher than mine, hahah. I walk up to them when it was my turn, and I was like, “Well, this is super weird!” and Cait laughed and they both said, “oh, hi there!” Then snap, done, lol – Get the F outta here, NEXT. Hahah That’s what it felt like, but despite such a time constraint, they were super nice and it was the first real close-up interaction with them, so it was a neat experience.

 Then off to ANOTHER line for the autographs. I got queued in and waited for Sam and Cait to finish their photo ops. I sat on the floor, in the line, and tried to get some rest, but the handlers wanted us to squeeze in tight, so I was literally napping underneath someone’s ass the whole time. I didn’t care though, I was freaking exhausted at this point, hahah. (So I can’t imagine how tired Cait and Sam were?? It was non-stop).

 Then Sam walks in and crowd cheers! Sam-onlies called to the front of the line to begin autographs since Cait was running behind with photos. There weren’t that many Sam-onlies. Then Cait arrived to a crowd full of cheers. And one girl next to me had a Cait only autograph and I fist bumped her, lol. Also, stood next to a super cool shipper who doesn’t know she’s a shipper. She was hilarious. She was like, “goddamnit, I wish I had on google glass so I could just stare at them and record everything on the down low (because they were freaking Nazis about no photography).” This was after we saw Sam walk over to Cait, put his hands on his shoulder, lean down and tease her about hogging all the fans, lol. I died. I was right in front of them when this happened.

 Anyway, got my autograph. Cait was like, “nice to see you again!” Getting autographs after pics worked out, because that’s what I had them sign since I didn’t have anything else to bring. I guess I could’ve had them sign my arm and tattooed it on permanently. JK – I’m not that dedicated. ;) Sam was once again just waiting around for people to sign autographs for. I was like, “Dang, Sam… looks like Cait’s just hogging all the fans. What’s up with that?” And he was like, “I know, right? She’s just being Chatty Cathy over there…” I missed my opportunity to say, “It’s because everyone loves her, don’t you???” Oops. :P

 I wish I had a chance to get some friends something signed by them, but seriously, the handlers were super strict about everything. And I get it, it would take longer to sign more than one thing for everyone, but I get the feeling Sam and Cait would’ve been cool with signing their name to one other item for a BFF or grandma or something. :) (And I found out after that they did, actually! On the down low… very kind of them.)

 Okay, so after all that… I just collapsed by a pillar and waited for the others to finish. Thankful to not be in any more lines. Then we all headed over to the restaurant to meet some other Tumblr peeps. I could only stay for a few minutes, but it was lovely to meet everyone! @ninaf @c2bend @rainmanjdog and others!

 Then off I went to the meet and greet….

Room is set up into probably 10 round tables of 8 people or so. The handlers said to keep two seats open, so naturally, I put my purse on the seat next to mine to save it. ;) Once again, apparently, no freaking pictures were allowed. Who came up with this stupid rule? It’s not like we didn’t pay for the professional pictures and I highly doubt Sam and Cait cared if you took a pic of them from 10 feet away. Not like we were swarming them asking for selfies. Anyway, that was a ranty tangent. Kid you not, though, when Sam or Cait were coming up to our table next, they reminded us, “Now, remember. Phones on the table. Don’t touch them. No pictures allowed.” ANYWAY, we saw Sam and Cait taking selfies with other tables after the fact, so we were like, OH HELL NO. And the handlers noticed that, so one was finally like, “AT THE VERY END, you may ask if Cait wants to take a picture and if she says it’s okay, then you can do so.” We had already seen Sam, so it was like, would’ve been nice if you let us take a pic with Sam too, but we’re happy with Cait! Anyway, I loved the fact that Sam and Cait didn’t give a fuck about the stupid photo rule and just did what they wanted and were gracious to the fans. At the very end, the handlers decided that it would only be fair if Sam and Cait both took pics with each table, so that’s what they did. And a simple gesture made everyone’s day (well, it was icing on the cake). :))

 Rewind:

 Sat at the table closest to entrance/exit. Sam and Cait walked in, got a stealth pic of Sam but missed Cait. They both were holding these cute Jamie and Claire mugs. Sam had brought a bottle of Laphroaig with him. They had to do separate table round robins, for the sake of time, probably. Cait started at the table across from us, and Sam at the opposite end of the room. Anyway, we were just chit chatting amongst ourselves. It was very casual. Once in a lifetime experience, to have Sam and Cait just mingling in the same room as you. Like, wtf. It was weird haha. But anyway, we all kept our respective freak flags under wraps… and everyone was lovely. I did walk over to the bar area with another fan I sat next to, just to get a closer glance of Sam and Cait lol.

 Sam got to our table first. He’s very handsome. Very young-looking. He sat in between these two ladies, so was across from me. I was like, “Y’all can fight over Sam, but dibs on Cait then…” They agreed to the terms of the deal, lol. Sam poured us all a shot of Whisky, which was very nice. It was pretty good. One girl asked me what the name was again, so I guess his sales tactic worked, hahah. (I’m only teasing, okay??). Anyway, Sam was nice and answered everyone’s questions the best he could… he seemed a bit tired, but still friendly and engaged. Someone asked if he took on any of the Jamie qualities or something in real life. And he had to think, and then he said since he had to play Jamie with a “fucked up hand” for a while there, IRL, whenever he got nervous, he would play with his right hand, or move it in weird ways, like Jamie. He also mentioned a bar in Glasgow that he and the guys of Outlander like to go to. I cannot remember the name. And his favorite lift is the dead lift. Gym questions get me snoozin’… lol

 More waiting around until Cait got to our table. Our table was the last to see both Cait and Sam… and she walked over and smiled and said, “ahhh, the best for last.” I sat next to Cait… at a dinner table. That was super surreal, lol. We all said hi and thanks for coming, etc. etc. Then someone asked about Eddie and if she’ll be coming to SA. Sadly, Eddie will not be joining Cait in SA. Cait got to telling us about the whole process then she stopped and was like, “Wait. You guys really want to spend the next 10 minutes talking about my cat’s fucking rabies report??” lmao and we all laughed. We learned that Eddie is 14 years old. Then she was like, “so wait… lemme get everyone’s names! Where are you all from??” She was so friendly and smiley and I cannot…. Then someone mentioned Ryan Gosling and asked if she’s met him before and she told us a funny story about how she lost $20 to Ryan Gosling once, hahaha. And I was like, “Wait. How? Lost a bet?” And then she said that they had the same agent or something, so they all went on this fishing trip together a while back and were playing backgammon hahaha so effing random… and she lost to Ryan Gosling. And she was like, “AND I WAS BROKE. And he was a SUCCESSFUL actor, and I was BROKE… and he STILL took my money.” Ahahhah. Then the lady was like, “Omg, I spoke to someone who knows Ryan Gosling…” and I turned to her and was like, “Nevermind that you spoke with CAIT.” Lol and she just giggled and said, “awww, come on…” lol like all “pffft, I’m nobody” QUEEN. Also, at one point she complimented a lady who said she was in her 50s and told her she was gorgeous, when the topic of aging make-up came up regarding Claire and Jamie, so as to say, they didn’t really need to be EXTRA with their aging process, because people in their 50s still can look great and youthful. She was super sweet and encouraged us to ask her questions and also asked us questions as well, so it was very interactive.

 Then I gave her a little greeting card that said “YASSSS QUEEN” on the front and said, “I was afraid of word vomit if I tried to speak to you in real life, so here’s a card.” Lol and she said, “awww, you don’t have to worry about that. Thanks!” But her handler took it, so I hope she saw it, lol.

 Few other tid-bits:

Since Sam and Cait started on opposite sides of the room, when they both made it to the middle of the room, the first thing they did was turn around to each other, grinned and said, “oh haaii!” to each other. That was cute.

 And at the very end of the night, as they were leaving, Sam took Cait in for a side hug/pose and I was caught off guard and was still afraid of the photo Gestapo so I didn’t catch it! :((

This was all I caught, right before the hug.

Anyway, and that was it… off they went. And then I died. :D

#Eccc2017

[emikostudio2018]

Evaluation of Enterprise'18

Emiko

This time last year, I would not have thought that this would be the exhibition that I was going to have. I’ve always wanted to do something that would challenge and distort the parameters of a canonical white wall exhibition, I didn’t know that I was going to create an alter ego, Space Maori / disco child that would fit perfectly into an Aria party extravaganza. Though we did try to move away from the word party, because other people found it difficult to share our vision…...probably because the design students are all stiffs, and maybe because university students who want to throw a party is not like, the best image in peoples heads………….that’s not what we did (for the most part).

The biggest thing that I think we needed for our event to live up to the fantastical dream we had envisioned, was simply that we needed a bigger group. We needed more people, it was a very big task for only the three of us. But I gotta hand it to Aria and Nate, they were amazing to work with, real ambitious and hardworking couple of cuties.

Technologically I think we freakin nailed the night. All of our light installs and monitors and sound and art installs were freakin hot!........maybe with the exception of Aria’s treadmill work…… Aria was pretty upset that people jumped on her treadmill later on in the night and crushed her bananas, but I guess she ran out of time to deal with that one a bit better…...like make a little boundary around it or something.

On the day, we had to run errands like getting the PA from the Shining and picking up the bread that was sponsored by Shelly Bay, and a few other things from the supermarket. As it got closer to the time of the event, we got more stressed and a little frantic, trying to get all the final touches in place. I was mostly focused on trying to memorise my performances, and make sure I was feeling ok with them. Fin was a big help, being on the sound desk and being my little bitch pretty much. Then I was able to give a quick safety briefing to the people who were there to help out with our event. I got dressed and stressed and had a drink to calm my nerves. I’m so grateful for our friends who were there at this point in the night. Then I forgot I had to move the car we had been using so I went and tried to find a park, and drove around for quite a while and couldn’t find anything and this was at 7 so I was late, and stressed (also I’m 25 so it’s ok to have just one drink and drive, I’m a very good driver, in the 10 years that I’ve been driving I’ve never had an accident or anything bad with driving, yup). Was late, so I just went and parked back in the supermarket, uugh.

So many people turned up, it was hard to move around the room, but everyone was super respectful of the art and everyone else in the room. Around 7.20/7.30 I begun my first performance. Which started a techno powhiri (the techno came from the auto-tune pedal) this was a specific powhiri/karanga for the event that I had written with my mum, then I went into a safety briefing. Then I went into my own work, poetry / prose / bad music. The audience was so quiet and respectful in the first performance, the were also shy, and stood quite far back from me. The performance went for roughly 20mins. I then had about a 20min to 30min break… I can’t really remember the time between my two performances, weird nerves and chemicals surging through my body, and I couldn’t relax much because of my next immanent performance…and I wasn’t super satisfied with the first one. Though in this time I think I talked to people and was polite haha.

I was more relaxed in the second performance than the first and I think it went better, it was also roughly 20mins. The audience had had a few drinks by then and were louder and more responsive than in the earlier performance…...yet they weren’t that keen on a soul train, maybe it was because they were too young of an audience to respond to a soul train and didn’t know what it was, or maybe they were too cool and fashionable to soul train and didn’t want to dorky dance, which was not following the spirit of the night, office parties are full of embarrassing moments and dorky dancing. I feel like my performances really held up a structure to the night and made the event feel more like a show rather than just a party.

After my second and final performance for the night, I went and had a little quiet time, a drink and a durry and then I felt very good and could enjoy myself. I talked to people and thanked people for coming and did all the hosty goodness. Love Rush came on a bit later and did some sexy DJing, and people seemed to be having a good time. At 10 I announced on the mic that the event had officially ended, this was no longer a Massey associated event and people could begin to leave. The people who live at 290 though wanted to keep partying, so they did.

There was so much more that we could have done make the event better and more organised. We were all very exhausted from install and a long week, things like a publication and more peeps for things like topping up the food and relieving Sami on the drinks are areas that I would have liked to organise better, and the clean up the next day could have really used more hands. Shit, the clean up and moving the furniture back upstairs into the flat the next day, whilst hungover freakin wrecked me, but man, we really cleaned up that place good! In general, I’ve only received positive feedback and that people really enjoyed the evening. We looked good on the outside…...we were exhausted on the inside. Don’t do big events like that with only three people who also work and are studying full time.  But do be overly ambitious and throw amazing art events that are freaky fun and celebrate art in fresh ways.

Enterprise’18

Big love

Had a blast

I was there