For we must all learn to howl.

Ah, graduation. I honestly never believed I'd even want to go through the pomp and ceremony just to receive that piece of paper - I told my mum from the beginning that I didn't want to attend the ceremony because it was a waste of her money, but she insisted and I really couldn't say no to her. The ceremony itself was nothing more than a waste of time, but I guess mum did have a point when she said it was a once-in-a-lifetime experience because the pictures we took were pretty amazing and they'll make for some pretty happy memories when I look back at them years from now. MUM GOT ME A GRADUATION BEAR AND HE WAS SO ADORABLE. Honestly my mother looked so proud, it was hard to remember that graduation was nothing more than a ceremonial waste of time and money at that moment. The typical wefies that we took just before heading into the convention hall for the ceremony.  Everyone was scrambling to get their gowns fixed because they were so huge and billow-y,...

It's that time of year again - that's right, I'm talking about AFA. This year's AFA takes place over the weekend (25-27 November) but I was only able to attend the Friday event because the weekend is absolutely packed for me. The thing about cosplaying at events like these is that you get so used to cosplaying after a while that attending an event like this without cosplay feels a little odd and truthfully more than a little boring - this was the reason why I was so conflicted when Kira told me she didn't feel like cosplaying for this year's AFA. I was tempted to just go without cosplay, but then decided against it - attending a cosfest just wouldn't feel the same if I wasn't in cosplay. I'd initially planned to cosplay as San from Mononoke Hime again, but then remembered that I'd worked on some props for Misa with a friend last year - I'd forgotten about them when I started working on San's costume, and so I felt that AFA would be t...

So tonight I attended my second Story Slam, and was so proud to present my first-ever story submitted for the night's theme. The audience was really cool and everything, but I was so nervous about the length of the story and what I was trying to say that I guess I couldn't really put across the points I wanted to make in my story. What I'm putting up here is the story itself, only cleaned up and rewritten for clarity and to help it flow better. I hope it reads well! Dear you, You don’t know it, but it started from primary school, when you thought boys were gross, and continued all the way into secondary school, when you started to think that hey, maybe boys were pretty alright after all. It continued into the crushes you had, whether on the boy in your class or the senior who would never look at you that way. You’d never really thought about it, but all your silly schoolgirl daydreams about being with someone only ever consisted of holding their hands or maybe,...