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May 9th, 2012

SO DISAPPOINTED

I can’t believe how damn behind my outfit posts are. I mean, holy shit, I’m literally posting stuff I wore over a week ago. Such a huge back log haha, it does take a little bit of pressure off though. I can just dress like shit for the next few days and not have to worry about taking any decent outfit photos. No, no, don’t worry, I don’t specifically dress well for this blog. That would be a huge chore. It just so happens that I’ve been dwelling outside my cave lately, dressing myself decently is part of that.

I wore this about a week and a half ago, I spent the day with my boyfriend doing.. I don’t remember and then later met up with some friends to go to a fashion market. It was alright, I didn’t buy anything myself. There were quite a few nice things, they just didn’t fit in with my style.

I tried these pink glitter shoe laces on my JC renos, I’ve switched them back to the gradient laces now though. I used the pink glitter shoe laces on my black JC damsels with pink spikes. Describing them as awesome would be an understatement. Can’t wait to share them, probably in a few posts from now.

I planned this outfit for my friend :) Well, except for the sequin blazer underneath, she bought that at the fashion market.

Her fabulous Damsel Spikes, I wanted these but waited and purchased the version with pink spikes.

The friend’s friend, I really liked what she was wearing. I just threw on my outfit that day and these girls made me feel a little… boring, I guess. Oh, don’t worry, not asking for sympathy, no need to make me feel better haha. I have a few interesting things to discuss, well, at least I think so, but the topic didn’t really fit in with this post. Next time.

May 4th, 2012

TERRIBLE

WARNING: If you are quite tired, like myself at the time of typing this, proceed with caution. Creating these images was kind of giving me a headache, the brightness could make your eyes hurt.

I have many things to share, however, it’s a little late and I have to wake up early. Tomorrow was going to have a large portion of it dedicated to my beloved blog… I picked up an extra shift at work though, so I decided to squeeze in this post. I’d feel evil if I just ditched DARK VICE for five whole days.

Man, I have so many outfits queued right now, ready and waiting to be blogged about. Hopefully I’ll get around to that soon, huh? I’ll comment back to everyone tomorrow after work. To those who are heading to sleepy land, sweet dreams :)

May 1st, 2012

TURN ON THE BRIGHT LIGHTS

I got this post ready yesterday, however, I was waaay too tired to actually type anything and click the publish button. I’ve been thinking about the future lately. I haven’t properly thought about the future (my future) for a while, like I used to. I guess I’ve been completely preoccupied with other things, other pointless things. Imaginary feelings my mind has been creating, perhaps to purposely distract me. What a bitch.

I’ve been thinking about what sort of career I’m going to pursuit. Although I recently completed my degree in design and am obviously interested in the creative side of life, there is also a part of me intrigued by something else. When I was younger I wanted to be a lawyer or a detective, or…. a CIA double agent, hahaha. I actually looked into that once, turns out being a U.S citizen is a requirement to work for the Central Intelligence Agency. Duh. Okay, maybe that interest kind of stemmed from my favourite child hood show, Alias. Whaat? It seemed like an awesome job. Helping fight against the ultimate evil, while dressing up in cool costumes and awesome wigs, who wouldn’t want to do that?

Seriously though, I don’t know why, but I’ve always had a fascination with solving dangerous mysteries, and upholding the justice and blah blah blah. You get the point. I really did want to be a detective at one point, my dad said it was way too dangerous though, so I just gave up on that dream. Plus, I kind of got consumed by my online life in my teens, which set up this path for me. Now that I’m at that point, where I have to start thinking about the rest of my life, I’m not sure what direction I really want to take. Deciding is scary. What if I make the wrong choice? Sometimes the choices are made for me though. I just finished looking at applying for a specific job, sadly the applications closed a few months ago and don’t open again until next year. I was also about to apply for a Master of Counter-Terrorism, however, all places for that course are full fee. Unfortunately, I can’t afford to pay over $15,000 upfront for a course. Are these signs from the universe? I don’t know.

When deciding what to do with your life, people often ask you to consider this question: what really makes you happy? What if you don’t know what really makes you happy? What if there’s more than one thing that makes you happy? What if NOTHING makes you happy? What is happiness? Even if you were to somehow discover what it is that makes you ‘happy’, Is it not highly possible that what makes you happy today could change tomorrow, or in five years, or in five days!!!!!!!!!!?

Ok, ok, let’s not turn this into a philosophy class, cause I aint a philosophy teacher. My boyfriend makes me happy, that doesn’t lead to a job though. What if you’re genuinely confused, then what? I guess only time will tell. Alternatively, I could always decide to completely reject this society I live in and do something completely different. Liiiike, live in an isolated forest without modern technology and grow all my own vegetables. Hmm.

EDIT: WOOOOW, I JUST REALISED I HAVE 100 FOLLOWERS ON BLOGLOVIN’ THANK YOU!! :)  

April 20th, 2012

STEP BACK MOFO

Man oh man, I really hate waking up as early as I constantly seem to these days. I mean, eight a.m without an alarm? …WHAT THE FUCK

is going on?

Despite what you may be thinking, it’s not because I particularly loathe the morning or anything. I actually don’t mind the morning, in fact, I’ve been waking up with a bizarre hyperactive energy. I hate waking up so early because I frequently seem to enter this daily afternoon slump for a few hours. It usually occurs between 3 – 7pm. I evolve into this tired, slow, mess and productivity totally ceases. Oh well, I think the feeling is finally wearing off, while I’m forcing myself to type something in this wordpress box.

I ‘officially’ graduated yesterday, but I’ll muse more about that some other time. Perhaps tomorrow, probably not. Tomorrow shall be a surprisingly busy day for me, full of… *gasp* social events. I have a social life? Who knew? My social life hasn’t really peaked since 1998.

I told some creepy guy to STFU today. I was walking, or rather… stomping, silently, overwhelmed by anger, from my mother’s place of residence today. Last time I walked away from her house, some old creepy man from a bakery walked to the shop door and yelled, “hey baby” at me as I strolled past his store. I turned my head and glared at him quickly, before continuing to walk. This time, I was fucking pissed man, so as I walked past, he came out with his suggestive glances, and in the same creepy voice called out, “hello… how are you?”. I know that isn’t exactly a horrible thing to say, but his intentions were clear, so I turned to him, gave him the most vicious look my face could possibly create and said, “Maan, shut the FUCK up and stop talking to me!” I know, my choice of words, unbelievably unique, right? He looked stunned and I continued to walk away. I felt a little mean, but I’m sick of males thinking they’re allowed to just stare at me like that, without any respect at all, just because I happen to dress differently.

I met some random children on the way home who followed me down one of the streets. It was two young girls, the older girl proudly told me she was seven, they were sisters. During the short distance, they told me how much they liked my dress, shoes, bow and hair, haha, I wish adults in the area were so approving. The seven year old seemed stunned and shared that she’d never seen a girl like me, ever, before asking if I was a teenager. When I informed them that I was 21, they both paused, looked up at me and said, “woooooooooooow”. Ha, children, amused and amazed so easily.

April 18th, 2012

OOOPS

So, I haven’t blogged for six days. Mah bad. I guess I just haven’t been in a sharing mood lately, which is, kind of necessary for blogging. More like, I’ve  been looking like shit recently, no joke. Working equates to boring outfits, unworthy of being documented. I get home from work and wear my pyjamas and then spend the rest of the day trying not to be anxious. What a bloody long journey with anxiety. It is getting better, (for anyone who may care to know) I promise! I have realised that permanently being free of that mind frame is a long process.. I just keep telling myself that if my imaginary, over exaggerated chest pains and sensations were in fact a serious issue, I highly doubt I’d still be alive right now. I mean, it’s been going on for months.

Moving on to a lighter topic. Orthodox Easter falls on a different date to regular Easter, so my family celebrated Easter this past Sunday. I didn’t really celebrate it myself though. Usually I’d be somewhere, stuffing my face. This year, the slightly sickening tradition of over eating had to be postponed as I had work, as did much of my immediate family. I still decided to wear some bunny ears to mark the ocassion. Not that the easter rabbit has anything to do with the original meaning of Easter. Wow, I just typed that word (Easter… ah! I did it again!) six times. Geez, someone matrix me a new vocab, fo real.

I’m just going to stop typing now because I can’t get over how dull and boring I sound. Hopefully someone will inject some life into me soon. People have referred to me as Daria so many times, I can’t exactly blame them. You should hear me in real life, HA HA HA HA HA. TTYL.

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