It's been awhile!

Where to begin! Life has been crazy. I quit my job, and have just started to resettle and get comfortable in my own skin again. So! This is going to be light hearted and funny post! Whatever pops into my head is what I am going to write about.

Cosplaying to me, is one of the coolest, but most expensive, hobbies. If you put enough time and effort into something you can make it look real, which is what I try to do every single time I cosplay. Get into the character during photo shoots, or when people ask to take your picture. Due to money issues this year, I have not been able to do any sort of cosplays, or even to be able to attend conventions, which upsets me greatly. But! There is always next year, where I convinced one of my guy friends to do a cosplay with me. Featured above are the Shiva Sisters, from Final Fantasy XIII, we're going to be crazy and complete those. It's going to be crazy, but we're trying full scale. (Wish us luck! we'll need it).

Let's see. Well, I'm doing a second LARP this upcoming July again, and the outfit is amazingly comfortable. I even bought a new cowboy hat for it! And it looks amazing.

Hmm, well. I suppose that's it for now. My friends haven't done anything worth noting, and nothing has really happened that has triggered me to write which is why I was on such a long hiatus. But, now since I don't work (At least for a little while, don't judge, i'm not completely unemployed), I should be able to post more things up =)

Hope all my readers are doing well!!!

What has become of my friends...Drug Rant.

It was listed in the newspaper today, though I knew beforehand, of one of my friends from high school (best friends, actually) being busted for selling drugs.

The world was friendly and such until around senior year and after. During senior year, and afterwards, I started hearing my friends tell and more drug related stories. It didn't bother me at first, until it seemed a bit prominent in their lives, and that's when I started to worry. Little by little, my respect for them began to dwindle. Those friends got more friends into drugs, and people who were smart and knew better started as well. By this point, by graduation, my respect for them was done. I stopped hanging out with them, knowing they probably wouldn't care in the least.

"You can't get addicted to weed." Is what I heard most of the time, and it just made me roll my eyes, in disgust and their ignorance. For people who thought they knew a lot about drugs, do not know the half of it. Even though, chemically you cannot get addicted to it, you can still get addicted to the feeling. And, weed isn't even the half of it. Smoking and doing other "legal" drugs that people just so happen to find out about. Hearing their stories about Salvia and other shit just made me more disgusted. Doing anything just to get that feeling.

Why do they do it? Are they bored? Do they think their life is seriously that bad they need to do that shit just to "escape" it? Cowards escape, is what I think about that. You have to be a real person to stick up to your problems, and to work through them. Instead of just sitting around your house, getting high.

There are detriments to your brain, and drugs do stupid things to you. My uncle, the coolest person on the planet, smoked pot for most of this life. In late adult hood, when he gave it up, I don't think he could easily cope with things. And, four years ago he committed suicide. Now, I am not saying that is what happened for sure, it's just what I think happened.

My friend, who just got busted, has quit college. And, as you read up above, started dealing pot (and who knows what else). And you know what? I don't feel sorry for her in the least bit. If she is reading this right now, I am not sorry I said that. She needs to get her head out of the ground, and away from the drugs. They don't suit her. Sure, rebellion is one thing, but giving up on a higher education (probably persuaded by the drugs), and selling drugs to college students. It's a vicious cycle, and one I think she needs to break.

As to all of my other friends out there: You don't know it all. You don't even begin to know about the world. Stop cowering behind your drugs. Drugs are not "cool", and they don't make you popular; They make you look like stupid retarded assholes.
I hate being around you, I hate having to worry if I come to visit that you'll be high. I hate having to worry if you come over you'll smoke up at my house. I hate knowing you have smoked legal stuff at my house, and knowing you were high at my birthday party last year. That is just so disgusting and wrong on so many levels, and made me lost my trust and respect for you even more.

If you really cared about you, and the people around you. No matter how much they thought it was acceptable, you shouldn't do it. Think of all the friends you will lose that aren't into that stuff, and how far you'll fall into the sewer with other druggies if you get caught up in with so much more. Think of the diseases that are spread through drugs. And think about the amazing people you will meet, that once they find out you do drugs, won't want anything to do with you, like me.

You may think you need it, but you don't. It's a crutch, and one day you'll need to learn to walk without it. And, if that day comes earlier than you were hoping, you'll fall flat on your face. When you're old and gray, or sitting in jail, or even as far as sitting in the hospital thinking, "I am such a fool. I threw away years of my life doing that. I dropped out of college, I threw away my real friends for friends who do drugs and pushed me to do it. And now look at me." And guess what, you can never get that time back. You wasted it, and probably knocked years off your life doing it.

If you think you're truly unique, like you want people to believe. Do yourself a favor, and get off of whatever you're on. Also, yes, you may think I am full of shit, but guess what, I am not. I am being a true friend, and telling you to stop acting, and looking like a coward, an asshole, and the typical "druggie". Get your head out of your fucking ass, and get your life in order. Do it now, while you still have the chance. Before you end up in a gutter, possibly dead, because everyone knows that smoking pot leads to harder drugs whether you want to believe it or not. You may be thinking you're doing right by doing drugs but slowly you're ruining your friendships, your relationships, and your life.

Wedding! Marriage and Love rant.

This is how I feel in church.

Over the weekend my amazing cousin got married to probably one of the nicest, most amazing guys ever. He's so much better than her first husband and fits in so well with our family. The ceremony was very nice and didn't take place in a church, so I wasn't ancy, or worried about being struck down by divine lightning for being a "disbeliever." All of the bridesmaids looked amazing, and my cousin stood out above everyone. Her dress was very simple, a small train that was able to be hooked up in the back, and a few sewings of rhinestones here and there. 

It was nice to see all my country cousins sporting tuxedo's, and it was kind of hilarious knowing they were probably very uncomfortable to be in them. At one point, my cousin was joking about wearing a camouflage tux for his wedding day. Something tells me his future girlfriend/wife would not be pleased with that decision. On the other hand, if she's like him in any way, she may actually support the idea and wear a camouflage dress, haha. Now that would be an interesting wedding!

The love should be there no matter
what age.

On a more serious note, I think this was the only time in my life where I've felt ashamed that my parents aren't married. My parents have been together 21 years, and I don't think they plan on changing that. And, I think this was the first time I felt rather angry towards them for not loving each other. What brought this on was a couples dance. All the married couples got up onto the dance floor to dance. The DJ went year by year, knocking off the younger couples, until there was only one couple left, who was married 50+ years. And, to see that they were still so in love after so many years, made me kind of angry with my parents. Which, reader, if you're in a relationship that there is not mutual true love between you both, don't put your children through argument after argument. I never want to become like my parents, I love them both very dearly; but sometimes I question if they love each other enough to even tolerate each other anymore.

And the love is there,
no matter what orientation.

Which also brings me to another note that most of you have been wondering if i'd bring up. Gay Marriage. My views are, if a couple loves each other enough, they should be married. Whether they're gay, straight, or aliens. Love is love, and no one can tell you who you can't love, or can love. I rather see a happily married gay couple, than see a married straight couple who hates each other. Yet, they have more right to get married than people who love each other? I don't believe in this "god made man and woman, and made it Adam and Eve; not Adam and Steve." Well, guess what, Adam and Steve probably would love each other, and respect each other more than Adam and Eve. Just my opinion, of course.

Another thing about it, is that they actually have to fight to be able to get married. Which makes it a hell of a lot more special for them to be married, in the first place. To fight so hard for someone you love, and the right to be able to marry them is truly moving. It's a bond between two people that love each other, that's all that matters in the end. They would probably go through more as a couple, than a straight married couple would, which makes their bonds stronger.

If the love is there, don't let it fade.

My views on love are "whoever I fall in love with, I fall in love with." Which means, I don't care about gender at all. (Though, age may be an issue.)  I have fallen in love with one of the most amazing people in this entire world, and I can't wait to be able to move in with him for the first time. We've been together for 15 months now, and it's been the greatest 15 months of my life. Though, we've had our ups and downs, especially with it being a long distance relationship, we still love each other. Love, is such an amazing feeling, and I hope people everywhere, can feel it, even if it's just for one day. Everyone deserves to be loved, without that emotion being received and given, the world would be a much dimmer place. Even if the word "Love" is thrown around all the time, I still believe it has meaning if spoken between the right people.

Thank you all for reading!!

Being a young adult...

Being a young adult means a lot of things to a lot of different people. Some view it as just plain getting older, others look at it like a life experience, and a few think it's time to get crazy and leave home. I look at it as a mixture of one and two. As you get older you get more experiences in your life that build character, and form you into the adult you're going to be. Some people classify into different categories of course, some are good, some not so good, and some are just plain annoying (you know the kind of people I'm talking about). We all have our pet peeves when it comes to certain people (feel free to share, by the way). 

As I'm getting older, I still feel sometimes my parents treat me as a child, but I have been surprised over the past three days. I was asked by my significant other to move with him, four states away for a few months. Of course, my response was yes. It would just be for the summer, and I thought of it as a good opportunity to get to know him more, and to get more experiences in my life. Such as, being essentially on my own for the first time, which scares me to death; and living in a different state. After bringing it up with my parents, though they are hesitant, agreed almost immediately. They know they cannot stop me, and they were glad I brought it up to them instead of just leaving. 

See, my younger viewers, though it may be tough being truthful to your parents can actually help things in the long run. They'll trust you more, and let you do more things because they know they can trust you. A little food for thought there. You may think now what your parents say is complete and total crap, but they've been in your shoes before, they know what it's like. Remember, your grandparents were probably  more strict with them than they are with you. You have it easy compared to your parents and grandparents. Life does go more quickly after you turn 18, you will wish you were back in high school, etc. Everything they say is the truth, and will probably say it to my children if I ever have any. Funny how these things work, huh?

My parents actions did surprise me, I thought they would say no right away, but I was very pleased they listened to what I had to say. It felt like my parents, especially my father and myself, bonded. They are treating me more like an adult now, and it's a nice feeling.

Feel free to share some life experiences in the comments! I would love to see them, and also get insight off of them as well.

I just thought I'd share this insightful little post with you all. Thank you for reading~