cleaning my room you guys, i swear

here’s some 78 tickets and stuff from the past six years of my life sorted chronologically x_x haha,  I usually try and keep them but I’m missing quite a few :l

about:

• 4 disney tickets
• 32 movies
• 1 plane
• 6 musicals
• 1 observatory
• 2 misc. shows
• 3 plays
• 4 museums

and then i got too lazy to finish breaking it down. 

so much nostalgia! my first plane ticket from the eight grade, junior prom, some pretty awesome museum trips…good times. 

(maybe i’ll get around to posting my postcards. hmmm.)

queefjerkey:

my hidden talent is letting all of my homework and other obligations pile up until the very last minute so i can crack under the pressure and have a mental breakdown

Sometimes, all I really want is for someone to sing the other half of Moulin Rouge’s Elephant Love Medley with me.

the farther I go back in my facebook photo albums the more i cringe because whoa terrible quality and what terrible photos in general

and I should probably reorganize them because haha remember when photo limits for albums were like 20 photos each

because I have like 176 photo albums on fb　

Sometimes, whenever I make have free time, I make cards for friends. Usually for birthdays (bottom right), or “hey, I miss you!” (bottom left), thanks (bottom middle), special occasions (totoros - whoops, I never took a photo of the finished ones - & domo). 

They’re usually terribly time consuming, so they’re not always ~quality (lol. sorry guys </3). How well made they are depends on how cooperative my supplies are feeling, and how much time I actually have to make them, haha. 

I mean, okay, I’m just going to go right out and say it: this all pretty much started because of Barney and his bag of scraps & etc. Yup. Ever since I was a kid, I usually keep scraps of papers - tissue, colored, cardboard, etc. I have a pizza box full of different colored felts, a shoebox of markers and colored pencils, a giant gift bag full of tissue paper, and another box full of my sheets and scraps of colored/cardboard paper.

At first it started out as just as “hey, I can make toys and fun stuff out of the leftover scraps like on the show!” and somehow along the way I started to make cards. It’s actually pretty fun, even if frustrating. To tell you the truth, for the more complex stuff -  I can’t draw, so I trace onto paper/felt/what have you, cut it out, arrange it….yup. And that’s as…I guess artistic as I get.

I don’t even know where I’m going with this. But basically since the bottom three people have already received their cards so I figured it’s alright to put it up. 

[this has been a random about me post]

[this post really makes me wish i had a photo of kelsey’s card. i think it’s on my external hard drive but kelsey’s card was most time consuming one ever xD i mean dude I used felt and paints and colored paper and markers and tissue paper and notecards and thread and glue and tape, haha. damn. i should find my photo of it.]

so I haven’t abandoned Natsume Yuujinchou - but damnit Midorikawa, why do you write such great characters al;skdfj;lakdsfj 

help Midorikawa Yuki dumped a bunch of feelings on me and I can’t get up

again.

• person:what's your type
• me:fictional

ineedanumbrella:

freebooter4ever replied to your post: wow back to obsessively signing my name a million…

i do the same thing :) I keep telling myself it’s for ‘someday’

haha, :) I do it mostly because I always make my C’s look really weird T_T so the more practice, the better….

whoa that looks SO COOL :) 

I could never forge my mom’s signature -_- mostly because she does this weird like, loopy things and the lines are all sharp and it’s always perfectly compressed and at this one angle :(

my signature used to look like the one on the left, but now it just looks like the one on the right: 

the one on the left looks sort of mucky, but that’s because i lifted it from a previous school project and got too lazy to clean it out o_e

whoops, this took forever to reply to because of those signatures xD

katnips:

if you don’t read my tags you don’t know me

one time i was in borders and just leisurely walking towards the bathroom

and then I tripped over nothing and skinned both of my knees and my right elbow on the carpet

and then i scrambled right back up and limped away as fast as I could to the bathroom to wash it out. 

lmao, was too embarrassed to ask for band-aids, but then again, i had to have those larger than usual band-aids for all…injured areas

and then my best friend laughed herself silly at me when i came back