Hey look! I'm still posting! WHY?!?!?!

So, I'm back. To rant more about my life. FUN.
I think I may have mentioned that I've been cast in my choir's production of Alice In Wonderland. Geez, that made it sound like it was actually important or something! I'm a little confused as to why I was cast as the Queen Of Hearts. I get that I'm tall and I'm a good singer and I have the best obnoxious 'I'm sort of British but it's hard to tell because I'm so loud and rude' voice, but I'm not a chunky legged, doubled chinned, red faced jerk like the lady I'm supposed to portray. So who am I turning this character into?
I have a few choices.
1. I can be that obese, spoiled woman from the original Disney movie everyone knows about. (Though this involves eating a lot of cake and getting out of gym class somehow.)

2. I can be the lanky, tall Queen of Hearts who's stubborn and loud.

3. I can be the cute, cunning Queen Of Hearts who masters in Simon Says like no other champ and gives shifty glances to Alice to make her feel incredibly uncomfortable... >:)

4. I can be the mood swinging drama queen who's happy one minute and peeved the next.

5. I can go onstage and pass out of stage fright.

So many choices... Everyone says I'm ''convincing'' during rehearsal. Hmm... I'm also told my voice is "perfect" and I could scare the buhgeeburs out of my fellow actors' dads any day... (New hobby?) I think I was given the role hands down. Not only because I was probably the loudest of all who auditioned but because I really fit the role. I will admit, I am being a diva about not have very many lines and having to ruin my solo by yelling instead of singing, (I also expect a costume made of the finest materials and literally fit for a Queen, tee-hee!) but I'm happy nonetheless.
And very, very excited.
Now...
OFF WITH YOUR HEADS!
~P

The evolution of an inanimate object.

Well... Sort of inanimate. She does have a face. Natsumi, my doll, I mean. Ha, Natsumi, what a stupid name! I tried to change it but it wouldn't stick. I love her anyhow. This post is going to be about Pullip of course. (Just found out it's pronounced Pu-lip. Like tulip.) My best friend is getting Kirsche and eventually we want to split a Horizon 50-50 and me, I'm ordering a Lead with a fur wig as soon a I get back from New York. I'll also be thinking about buying a poor Prunella for $35 off a careless dolly owner, but good friend. I just have no idea what I'll do with her.
So anyway, back to the evolution thing. Nat has changed. A lot.
From the beginning:













To the pony:



















To the cut (My personal favorite, but it got too messy.) :




















To the 2nd pony (My LEAST favorite):
















To the baldness... :














The re-wig:














To today:





























She really is adorable.
I have a lot to think about "dolly wise" . I just got another one and I'm already thinking ahead. I already know I want no more then 8 but with all the ones I want it's pushing to 10! I'm trying to be the person with only so many. I want to have just 4 or 5 to customize and really love instead of 15-20 that collect dust and stay stock. So wanting a dal, 6 more pullip, and 2 taeyang isn't exactly helping. Why do I have to like DOLLS of all things?! I'm such a reject. I wish I found Twilight appealing.






But it's "How can you NOT resist this face?"
















"Isn't he so handsome in a new wig? "


























"I thought he was ugly before, too... But have you SEEN the customer pictures?!"

























Aren't I a loser? Not wasting my money on clothes or UGGs, but dolls.
I should re-think my obsessions.

~P

Don't ask me why I'm postin...

Cause I don't know why. I've just been super bored and too lazy to actually sit and write in an actually diary.
No more panicking about the turtle. Thats what I've told myself. Sure, changing his water everyday is a pain in the bum and REALLY EXPENSIVE. *Cough* *Cough* But I'll do it for him. (Plus he goes II so much it's just disgusting to keep it as is.) And I MIGHT be getting a used Prunella for my birthday from a very good friend of mine. Well, as long as her mom says it's ok I am. Other then that I'm going for a Venus no matter how much I hate shiny faces...
I hurt in a strange area and I fear it's something fatal because I'm me and I freak about this kind of stuff. Is it hot in here? I think I'm loosing my sight... FREDRICKSON?! FREDRICSON?! WHERE ARE YOU?! Oh... Wait, he left.
Did I mention I'm loosing my sanity?
I'm also going to New York CITY for spring break. My sister, mother, and I are going to go see Wicked (I knew if I waited I'd get to see it at it's best, on Broadway!) while my brothers and my dad go eat food or something. I forgot. We're going shopping and my sister and I are going to spend hours and hours on end in that giant Forever21 I keep hearing about. We're going to Brooklyn (SPOT?!) to visit the little poor children we sponsor through a Christian ministry who's name escapes me.

I'm getting my braces off tomorrow.
Heck. Yes.

Tired and in pain I'm ending this post.
-P-