I've been doing a lot of RATs. And by a lot, I mean that my entire life now revolves around those prompts. I am putting links here for personal future reference. I hope I get these in order... >3>

A Good Place to Start

Rille's Story
( A Pirate's Life For Me )

Lus' Story
( All The Colours Of The Rainbow )


Shane's Story
( Lawyers and Detectives and Bartenders, oh my! )

These being epic dreams that I remember for days.

This time, it was like a cross between Alice In Wonderland, and some sort of school for Witches or something. And I was taking Shannon to this school because I thought it would be good for her, but we had to go through a puddle in order to get there, or something...

Anyway, once we got there, I ended up having already been to this school, so all the teachers just sort of let me do what I wanted, and then it gets a bit confused... And then I was teaching a class, maybe?

But then, something really bad starts happening, and for some reason, I'm the only one trying to stop it, and I have to go to this big old house with a graveyard and everything, with this dog (which might have been mine from the beginning?) and I have to... do something. But I wanted to make sure that Shannon and the other students were okay, so I pushed them through the puddle, and then took care of whatever the bad thing was, and then go back through the puddle, and I have all these girls around, so I think I started my own school for Witches?

Something like that.

I sometimes doubt my dweebitude.

I don't remember the last time I read a non-fiction book for fun.

I own sixty-two separate and individual hats.

And so ends my month of Chaos.

I'm home now, and working on finding the best pictures of my trip.

Expect updates soon.

FOLLOWER WAR BETWEEN ME AND @SHANNONMCCUBBIN ON TWITTER. CHOOSE A SIDE. ( I AM ILLUSTRATEDJAI )

(Also, Comicon pics coming soon. )

And now continues my month of chaos.

I'm home from Georgia, and worn out from my relatives.

And I now have five days in which to get ready for my trip to San Diego with Sam.

Much as I am looking forward to that half of the month? I am so tired and worn out from my relatives that I just wanna curl up in a ball and not think from now 'til then.

Also? I really fucking need some more money. D:

Nnngh.

And so begins my month of chaos.

D:

I'm off to Georgia with my family in the morning. I'll be gone for a week. If anything crazy awesome happens to any of you, send me an e-mail? jai_miyazaki@yahoo.ca

And yeah. I'll be checking my e-mail once or twice while I'm there, but don't expect much.

WAUGH I DON'T WANNA GO.

MONDAY. JULY SOMETHING. AQUARIUM. ANYONE UP FOR IT?
SQUISH AND I FOR SURE. THE REST OF YOU? COME ON. IT'LL BE AN ADVENTURE.

I'm going to try to bake a different desert every day, this week.

Any suggestions of recipes I should try?

Alright, gotta few things.

No. 1: I have to choose; for my costume for ComiCon. Either I go as Monique from Sinfest, in which case I dye my hair purple, or I go as Delirium from Sandman, in which case I bleach my hair, shave off half of it, and throw Punky Colours at it. Purple or Shave? You decide.

No. 2: It's looking like we need to fill either One or Two beds in one of our rooms at the Hostel in San Diego. We have the room for the week of the 21st to the 28th. We might have someone filling one bed for the second half of the week, but it's unsure. Anyone going to be in the area at the time? Please? We _really_ don't want to have to pay for the unfilled beds. That would suck.

1.) Comment to this post and I'll give you a letter.
2.) Open up your music player of choice and post a list of all the songs you have beginning with that letter.

Sara gave me B.

( This is a Sad Sad list. )

Glee glee gleeful glee~

*gringringrin*

Fynn is a god~ PRAISE HIM AS SUCH. ( A silly goose, too, but mainly a god. )

*prances about*

People That Showed:
- Sam
- Laura
- Max
- DEVIN
- Loren
- Alex
- Clare (Claire?)
- Janice
- Kyle
- Heather
- Brian
- Kevin
- Naomi
- Krys

Things We Ate:
- Sam's Awesome LET'S THROW STUFF AT THE MEAT Hamburgers
- Hotdogs (I think we ate a grand total of _one_ of those.)
- Krys's Non-Tuna Tuna Salad
- Loren's Freaking Awesome Potatoe Salad. (NOM NOM NOM)
- Someone's Pasta Salad
- Chips
- Bananas
- Pop
- Mike's Hard
- "Naomi's" Chocolate Mouse Cake (It's So Delicious and Moist!)
- Ice Cream
- Laura's FUCKING AMAZING Cream Puffs
- Laura's GLUTEN FREE Banana Bread
- "Heather's" Mini Quiche Things (OM NOM FREAKING NOM)
- Something else, I'm sure.

Things That Hapapened:
- DEVIN SHOWED UP AND WAS NOT UGLY AT ALL. <3
- "Tips" Frisbee Game Thing. You try to hit the Frisbee to your team mates and the more 'tips' that happen before someone catches it, the more points. If no one catches, no points. We played this intensely.
- During the Above, I got Hit in the face with the Frisbee.
- Hit The Frisbee With A Stick.
- WHAT? Which is a very very awesome game. I think we need to play that again sometime soon, Sam.
- Bullshit.
- Lotsa mingling and chatting.
- FOOD OH LORDY THE FOOD
- I'm pretty sure some other stuff happened too. That's all I can really remember before I passed out on the couch.

THANKS FOR MAKING LAST NIGHT SUPER AWESOME KIDS.

( Photos Should be Up on Facebook soon. )

So I put in an Application/Resume at Visions Electronics either yesterday or the day before, for an Assistant Manager position.

I got a Call today, as I'm sitting in my mum's car waiting for Shannon to get out of School, and I get a call from someone at Visions, asking if I was still interested. Fuck Yes.

Interview is on Saturday at 1.30, with the store Manager whose name is Warner.

DEAR GOD PLEASE LET THIS HAPPEN. STOP YOYOING ME.

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Here's an idea:

Step 1: Study StageCraft of some kind.
Step 2: Get job in StageCraft - BC Film Industry = AWESOME.
Step 3: Work in BCFilm, at least 1 year.
Step 4: Start taking one or two night classes for Psych at SFU. Slowly work at getting Degree.
Step 5: ???
Step 6: Profit.

Sisters, in the general run of things, are bitches.

My sister decides that instead of giving me a simple "Oh, that's too bad, but I really don't care." to news from a friend that I just had to rant about to someone, that she has to give me this long winded argument about how we are all bad people deep down. And that it's all about Biology. And what kind of a way is that to live life? A very lonely one, wherein even her friends are bad people, who are in it only for their own good. Why would one even want to think that? I mean, whether or not it's 'true,' if you had the choice between thinking that and thinking 'everyone is inherently good, some people just make bad decisions,' which would you choose?

Augh.

And she has the gall to tell me that it's not about enjoying life. We're not here to enjoy ourselves. We're just here to propagate the species. Which may have been true in the past, yeah, when we were struggling against so many other things for survival, but now, survival is so little of a struggle that even the ones that nature would have killed off ages ago manage to thrive in our society. We are no longer simply breeding machines. And we haven't been since the Greeks were the height of civilisation. Perhaps before! And that is why we are more than animals now - we do art, we emote, we tell stories, we learn our history, we love! If we were simply here to propagate the species, we wouldn't do any of that! And She's an artist! I don't know if she realises that her position damns her own life, but she is holding two completely contrary positions - on the one hand, that we need art, that art is something useful to be doing, and on the other that we are simply animals, animals which only care about ourselves. Furthermore, if we are simply all here to further the species, then she should just off herself now, because she will never breed.

The worst part is that she accuses me of doing everything for my own benefit. So, the worry I feel for my friends, for mes amours, that's for my own benefit? The stress, the pain I feel when I know that someone I love is hurting, that somehow benefits myself? That I went to India, and helped orphans, and that I worry, nearly every day that the child I befriended there is still alive and eating, that is for my own benefit? That somehow furthers my stay on this planet? And then to say that because I can't decide on a field I want to continue on in - a non-seqitur if I ever heard one - I am thus a 'child'. A naive child, who wants to think the best of everyone.

If being naive and childlike means I live a happy, fulfilled life? So be it!

What is the point in living an unhappy, hate-filled, meaningless life?! I may not be religious, but I do want to believe that there is more to us than simply breeding. There might not be an after-life, there might not be a god, but goddamnit, we're here now, so why not enjoy it? Why waste it saying that no one can possibly care for anyone else except to further their own needs? Why waste it saying that everyone on the planet is a scumbag? What is the point in living that life?

So, I am intending to take life by the horns. I am going to do stuff if it is the last thing I do.