| great great great. it's great. |
[Apr. 7th, 2008|12:49 pm] |
hey, I owe somebody 1000 yen. because apparently I -can- mix alcoholism with creativity. though strictly speaking I'm not supposed to drink anymore, at least for two weeks. or so sayeth the holy words of the diet. but anyway. I've been getting some seriously drunk lately, I really oughta cut back. I suffer no hangovers, just.. I embarrass myself a tad too much for my taste.
anyway, yesterday was great. hung with Yuki (chinese neighbor from saitama days) and we decided I'm going to start making us lunch. that way we'll have some more time spent together, now that we don't live within 3 meters of eachother anymore.
and since I really need the practise, I'm making the bags to keep the lunch boxes in!
I actually found a good pattern for making them. easy and nice. however more shopping bag-looking than the traditional japanese lunch box bags out there, with the string through the opening, sorta making them look like tiny gym bags. oh well. I oughta start small. now we just need to find some lunch boxes. I might go to shinjuku and see if they have anything exciting there. maybe ask some friendly japanese people. yeah, yeah, I know. heresy.
what other news on the horizon? I'm broke. again. I bought books, shoes, bag, tops and cheese cake puffs in a fleamarket/takadanobaba outing combo. but it was totally worth it.
tomorrow I must go back to saitama to register my moving, because I still haven't gotten around to doing that. I noticed that my alien registration card have my old address.. I really hope that doesn't mean I have to make yet another one. god. back to hating the japan. all this bureaucracy, what good does it DO?
over and out. |
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| ticks on a straw of grass |
[Apr. 5th, 2008|01:31 am] |
nicole kidman said they were frogs on a log. my friends disagreed.
I'm like a desperate housewive these days. |
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| healthy days ahead |
[Apr. 4th, 2008|10:39 pm] |
hey y'all! missed me? yeah, sorry, I've been busy. busy recording video diaries, dating japanese girls, getting wasted, spending an indecent amount of money, obsess about oxford, wandering the streets of shinjuku and a whole lot more.
anyway, yesterday we, Chris*, Hyesook, her friend and I**, went to Omotesando to eat vegetarian cuisine. Fucking expensive, but what can you do. We proceeded to buy a birthday present for Joe*** and eat crepes in Harajuku. Later we got wasted together with Ran and Joes friend Hans (norwegian!) and roamed the Toyama park behind our dorm. I filmed some kids drinking, but realized later I'd accidentay pressed the stop button. it's a shame, in the video (if it had been made) I touched a random girls skirt and got picked up by Joe, who felt it was time to intervene. It was a good day all in all. Just today I felt so bloated, after everything I had consumed yesterday, I promptly decided to start on yet another mother-fucking diet. this time I go with the flow, the operah winfrey blessed so-called "south beach" diet. I was going to make a mashed cauliflower with salmon dish, but they don't seem to grow that (the cauliflower, not the salmon) in this country, so it became an egg/tomato/pepper sort of sallad instead. but I say, it still looks way yummy!
can you believe I made that? no, me neither.
tomorrow we're supposed to register for our new classes, which will start next wednesday. no more blessed spring break, back to the school bench. this time I hope to sneak into a french class with Yuki, that will make this time around way more interesting.
plus the beautiful location-related fact that I will be able to sleep until ten every morning - I just love living here in Shinjuku.
* chris, bearded german guy
** rednosed yours truly
*** the smiling american
(unknown darkhaired girl; stef)
peace out! |
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| SKINS & fashionstuff |
[Mar. 19th, 2008|03:34 am] |
yo yo homies. I'm in a splendific mood tonight! just been watching everything SKINS related (even all the stuff they have on their website) and I'm in love. and the next episode (season 2 episode 7) my favorite character, (Cassie, duh!) is going gay for a day. (although in the preview her hook up was ugly) - but still!
I don't usually go for the blondes... But what can I say, I'm a sucker for a pretty face with a wacked personality.
On the creative front;
I've written half a film script since last time, and it's going to be great. I have everything thought out, except maybe the ending. but I'll figure it out. I can't wait to get started.
something I did get started with is my fashion comic blog thingie, or at least the first intro comic. better than nothing, as they so rightly say.
the blog alias will be SweCheap, as in Swedish girl (me) into Cheap clothes (the fashion) - I know you will love it.
ok, it's four in the morning, I'm getting up in three hours and then it's farewell Saitama and hello central Tokyo a.k.a. Shinjuku. have a great night, everybody! |
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| new ideas 'n stuff |
[Mar. 11th, 2008|11:20 pm] |
wao wao wao yippie yo yippie yay! ... or something of the sort.
here is a recap of the latest L word episode; (how I perceived it)
"Breathe through your mouth."
*pushes head with hand*
yep. yep. yep.
here's recap on my life;
I moved back to Saitama. But only temporary, so don't worry - my whiny days (at least considering location) is over. Because as of next wednesday I'm gonna live in the dorm where all the cool kids hang. but I'm on a tighter-than-a-spoiled-chinese-girls-ass budget right now - I'm so broke, it's not even funny. I plan on making a mixed CD and a small comic for my friend who will celebrate his birthday on St. Patricks day, I can't afford a real present. I only have enough money to go into town and give it to him. I'm a sad, sad being while poor.
Although hopefully I'll finally be able to claim that video camera from Stef at said St. Patricks day - then you will all witness what an Erica really can accomplish. Another thing I've been thinking about starting is a fashion blog-comic thingie. Yes, I know what you must be thinking; "Erica and fashion? This from the same person who wore a school uniform, by choice, last semester in high school and later graduated in jogging-pants?" Why YES! This fashion blog-comic thingie would look at dressing-up in a completely different angle compared to all the other fashion blogs out there who revere the anorex-chicks, high-heels and expensive brand-outfits. I might have a slightly iffy style, but that doesn't mean I don't have an opinion on what to wear - and most importantly what not to wear.
Yeah, you like that, don't you? I know you do. On that note, a photo of me getting wasted - this before I started molesting bartender girls and passing out. Come on, you could trust your life with that face!
Maybe that's just me. |
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| old stuff revisited |
[Mar. 3rd, 2008|10:51 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | tired, but what else is new? | ] |
I found two strips of (yet another) lesbian comic I started doing last year. it's pretty fun to reminisce. though I always feel my way of thinking and acting never change. I'm still the same dorky girl who talks too much and is supposed to be the funny one although I overdo it most of the time. sigh.
heh. I don't know what the message was supposed to be. that girls liking girls always wanna talk or that I considered meaningless sex to be, well, meaningless.
and this weeks squeal;
*sigh* a whole week before my next dose. this last one was fucking hot. they should have more "instructing straight girls how to fuck"-p'sodes.
meanwhile I've been comforting myself with clothes, shoes and going on yet another diet. though this time I'm doing it proper. not so much skipping food altogether as much as eating a lot less. 'cause after me going cold turkey I fucked up my body, to say the least. I didn't feel full so I just kept stuffing. I'm afraid to see what I weight now. oh well. with my new diet, I hope to have lost it all again by the start of the next semester.
I just want to go home, people.
oh, another thing. looks like I'll be joining the elite in Oxford next fall. fuck, am I too ambitious or what? and yet I feel like I just simply stumble upon these opportunities. I guess when you're meant for something big, things such as laziness beyond reason won't put a stop to the greater scheme of things.
I believe in fate. so stop calling me pragmatic. |
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| depraved devarped |
[Feb. 27th, 2008|11:09 am] |
| [ | mood |
| | no sleep. no peels. on on. | ] |
hey yo yo yo bitches!
I can't sleep. it's eleven in the morning. I haven't gone to bed yet. 'cause guess what? I got up at ten, last night. before that I went to bed at four in the afternoon. I think I'm going crazy. but I'm laughing 'cause I've been nerding around in the deep, dark alleys called fan forums. god, I love them. the people there are so much more nerdy than me. it makes me happy to know, somehow. :D:D:D
it's like I've been drinking too much coffee, even though I haven't. in a loong long time. no coffee, nuh-uh.
haha. don't you just love them? these nerdy people taking wonderful screenshots. kudos to ya.
it's like that time when I didn't eat anything for two weeks and took alot of weird black and white photos of my ribs. I got high from abusing my body. I'm so thankful nobody ever introduced me to drugs. actually, sometimes I lie awake (haha, I'm so funny/silly, I suffer from insomnia! - which means I'm always lying awake! :D:D:D) and get seriously scared when considering how much more fucked up I would be if I had access to drugs. MAN, I would be fucked up.
actually. I have an announcement. I fucking ROCK at this photographer thing.
I need to sleep. I can't feel my feet. sometime soon when I'm not as much fucked up. I will acquire a video camera. maybe I'll make it in the film business. BECAUSE I'M JUST THAT TALENTED.
you know it. yep. yep.
wiiiii |
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| LOVE |
[Feb. 20th, 2008|03:58 am] |
Ps. I think they're getting better again. The L word episodes that is.
I'm such a dork. *squeeeeeal* |
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| oh my god |
[Feb. 20th, 2008|02:47 am] |
holy shit.
guess what.
I'm starting to have fun.
thank you. |
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| being a stone rose |
[Feb. 15th, 2008|11:41 pm] |
it's time for some bloggy whining/contemplating again.
I got over my "hating the lesbian life" downward spiral I got into, I actually quite like my current living situation now. I can party all night and still get home, since this place is fairly central. and party is something I've been doing a lot. which is why not a lot of other things has been done. like getting started on breaking in that brand new sewing machine I bought last month or making a new comic strip.
last night (or morning, depending how you look at it, since I pretty much go to bed at first sunlight, which is around 6 am this side of the earth) before falling asleep, I just figured I'm one of those people who can never properly handle multi-tasking. Right now, I can handle watching a lot of TV shows and staying out drinking with friends. but this lifestyle can not be matched with my creative side. And I can bet you a 1000 yen bill, that by the time I feel like creating something again, I will have gotten bored with my wild night-life take on getting by. I simply can't be a tortured artist and a blossoming alcoholist all at the same time.
tomorrow night I'm going to a club in Shibuya, and I've been specifically WARNED not to go clubbing in shibuya, because it's DANGEROUS - or so sayeth my american lesbo flatmate. shall be interesting to see for myself. I'm going with a new acquaintance, a japanese girl (yes, I know - I'm supposed to hate them) - her name is Ran and she's into gender studies and she's leving next semester for a year in Lund (Sweden) studying that specific subject. Yes, gender obsessed people in Sweden tend to be man-hating and hairy LWA (Lesbians With Attitude) - but here, a japanese girl concerned about gender equality actually just makes her a normal person (by my outlandish standards). she can think for herself and she speaks up. I'm bringing my fellow exchange student friends to meet her, I hope they like her as much as I do. we've all become rather anti-japanese people by default around here, you see.
she showed me the backstreets of harajuku. up above is a gallery/café, it was actually rather neat. my lesbians tease me about starting to like Tokyo. I, of course, profoundly protest that statement.
another japanese person I became "friendly" with is this 17 year old trans guy who I accidentally made out with while drunk. I'm not interested in him what so ever, but his friend banged his head into me so my lip started bleeding. some time before this he threatened me with pain if I ever hurt his friends feelings. so I went on a date with the transman, to show my good will. I just hope the poor bloke realized, as I did, that we could never work out and so when he explains this to him, his violent friend will stay the hell away from me. who in the world needs dramatic comics when you've got real life, yeah? |
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| miserable days |
[Feb. 6th, 2008|11:56 am] |
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| [ | mood |
| | crying, dying & bladibladi-bla | ] |
oh crud.
so I moved in with the lesbians.
*rewind*
I came to realize that I've turned into a recluse. My initial reaction was that this is not who I am and I was therefore blaming this horrid place for my new kind of take on life - to avoid it at all costs.
So I have been staying in my room for most of my time here, pining away and counting the days until I can finally leave. Now, some might consider this unhealthy, some might think I should grab the opportunity and explore Tokyo, make friends and bladibladi-bla. But now, things have changed; I LIKE BEING ALONE NOW. I want to be left alone, not feeling I have some sort of social responsibility. That I have the freedom to be a boring nerd in my room and nobody to answer to. Guess what changed when I moved to the lesbians? Yes, THAT.
These people are seriously cramping my style. You see, I started watching television shows I have not had time/felt like watching before this, and it feels nice. It always feels nice to engulf myself in a stupid show and sort of escape life; it's just what I like to do to relax. But guess what, I have no internet at that place - and the Japanese lesbian who could pick up the phone and inquire about the lack of internet is "too tired this week, maybe she'll do it next". And these people actually expect me to be cool about it. Actually, it's not only that my new place is internet-free; I became desperate (though I pretended not to be) and actually brought my fucking heavy-assed computer to school so I could use the schools wireless and download my shit here and then bring it back home, but oh no! Turns out it won't work, my computer won't connect even though it says it's connected. I NEED HELP! Life (or the lack thereof) hates me. All I want to do is curl up, eat yogurt and watch episode after episode of american TV shows. Why?! Why did I move away from my perfectly working internet connection and solitary room out in the bush, to this, this lesbian "healthy life-style" place. And of course the lesbians don't understand me at all. You see, they are not nerds. They like to play board-games in their free-time. This morning, one of them tried to casually comment on the fact that I show no interest in going out exploring my new neighbourhood and joked about the new generation and being worried about it. I laughed, because what the hell am I supposed to do? I'm stuck with two 30 something lesbians who evidently does not endorse my computer-nerdish ways and I've only lived there for 2 DAYS. I don't want to insult them by changing my mind now that I've packed all my shit and placed it all in their apartment. And I should give this more than 48 hours before I decide I hate it... But by god, I HATE IT. I want out, I want away. The Japanese (working) lesbian doesn't even seem to be too happy about me staying there. And if fixing me up with internet is too much hassle that I have to wait A WEEK before she might do it, what the hell does that say about them? Do they seriously believe I'm fine without internet for so long? Apparently.
They've also asked me to come with to this international girls bar tonight. I don't want to go. I don't want to be with people. I want alone time, with my computer, and my internet. I don't know why I can't use it at school, it should work. I would actually be OK with the prospective back problems that's about to kick in from dragging the computer with me, if only I would be able to use the internet and get my shows by doing so. Heck, I'd do it daily with a smile if it meant that A) I could get my shows and not be a bother to anybody and B) the lesbians would leave me alone and look happy about it. Can somebody give me 120 000 yen so I can buy an airplane ticket and go see my sister? I haven't spoken to her in a month. I'm slowly dying inside.
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| comic time! |
[Jan. 31st, 2008|07:52 pm] |
I finished number 3, I'm so proud of me. Not the best I've done, though. story will get going after this brief flashback, don't worry. : >
stay tuned for more dyke drama, inspired from real life and so on and so forth. |
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| photo session at McCools |
[Jan. 31st, 2008|12:08 am] |
an up and coming photographer/movie maker took the time to snap some black and white pictures of yours truly.
I had nothing better to do anyway.
... and starting monday I will be living in my very first collective. sweet spring break! |
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| a long vacation |
[Jan. 30th, 2008|03:53 pm] |
day before yesterday was the last day before the holidays. I won a prize, 'cause I was elected the best in my class and later I got drunk and stayed out 'til four in the morning. it was a good end of term-party.
now I sit here and go all lazy and stuff. I want to talk to my sister and I want to get started with the stuff I should get started with. and just for fun's sake I'll list them here;
finish the next comic strip
clean my room so I can
set up my new sewing maching and get to
sewing my first skirt, but for that I need to
visit nippori a.k.a. the fabric street
and I also need to pay my bills and
buy water and vegetables at the supermarket
so, my lesbian friends has invited me to live with them over the holidays, that way I won't be out here all alone for these 2 months (especially since my only friend in the dorm is going back to china on saturday) - when the semester starts again, I'm allowed to move to a closer located dorm. or so the school administrative half-promised me.
it could be fun, living in a small-scaled lesbian collective. I would probably get more things done, for one thing.
I want to know my grades, but for that I have to go to school and collect them and I curse myself for not doing it yesterday after waking up in my friends room, which is located five minutes from campus. damn morning-afters. although I'm gradually becoming more resistant towards alcohol. should I be worried? meh.
I finally saw Upp till Kamp, recommended by Emmy. fuck, I miss Sweden so much. why oh WHY?! did I come here, to this desolate place. if I buy a video camera on friday, my last day with chinese girl, my first project will be to try and find some undercover political movement against this prejudiced and mind-controlling place.
wish me god fucking luck. |
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| whohoo |
[Jan. 26th, 2008|05:00 pm] |
yeah, I finished making another strip. and for the record, my voice is sore, my body aches and I want water but there is none. I'm having a pity-party and you're all invited.
oh, you crazy kids you. |
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| friday nights |
[Jan. 26th, 2008|12:28 pm] |
boo ya! this week is over. over. OVER. I celebrated it by going out with my fellow foreign classmates in Shibuya. I managed to exchange bodily fluids with 67,5% of them. the semi-uncertain one is the girl who squealed too much to have a serious make-out with. oh well, I'm not unpleased. feeling a bit dazed today though, came back 5 and a half our ago. I should really start to worry about my disability to sleep.
also, I have been working on a new project. and so far, I think it's going ok. I might start doing this stuff on a regular basis. what is 'this stuff'' you ask? why, it's a comic. and I'd like to say it's bloody well due. I've been on the verge of doing a comic for the past 7 years. but I think I've actually finally found the kind of concept that I'd actually be able to develop over time and like more and more instead of the other way around. we shall see.
here's a preview, the very first strip;
if I do manage to stick with this for another 9 strips and decides to make a habit of it, I will need a proper website. a slight snag is that I know shit about building those things nowadays. I'm going to have to look for somebody to do it for me. "want to build a website for a stranded dyke in tokyo? will pay with boobie-pictures" yeah, sounds fair. |
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| forgot to squeal |
[Jan. 22nd, 2008|04:20 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | cheesy and cute and rebellious | ] |
yeah, so I've been rewatching this scene. because, well... isn't it obivious?
ok, besides that, what with my lack of human contact since november, I think it's precisely the kind of reaction I would have if I was embraced like that. in an off chance that you who read this does -not- watch the l word... What the hell is wrong with you?
also, uh huh her (performing the song 'explode' played in the background) is definitely five steps up for Leisha since her murmurs days.
I find it utterly remarkable that it can make me feel so much better. this shithole of a country just fades away and I can smile the disgusting men on the train in the face. : >
oh fuck I still have to study. this week is final exam-week. I'm going to a girl bar tomorrow night. I HAVE MY PRIORITIES RIGHT. |
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| inspired |
[Jan. 22nd, 2008|12:28 am] |
hey, I just watched itty bitty titty committee. aw, good old lesbian, radical revolution-esque flicks. not enough are brought into this world.
got me thinking. maybe I should film what's going on here in this hellhole. the sexism, the rasism and the blunt ignorance.
people at home might like it. maybe I could show it on the next stockholm pride. hah, that would lead me into the film industry without loosing weight or fucking somebody.
(and why do I feel this crazy lust for doing precisely that?)
it must be the lack of sleep, the coffee and the fact that I really hate this place. |
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| fucking for murder |
[Jan. 20th, 2008|05:47 pm] |
today I spent the day with lesbians. I bought clothes. and I just did my hair in a way that I like it.
like so.
my face is outstandingly incompatible with hairdos. no colour, nor lenght seem to match a square face like mine. *whine mode* also my eyes are too puffy, too much excessive skin on eyelids and under the eye (I blame the years spent grinning my enemies in the face).
speaking of enemies, I have someone I want to be pushed down a flight of stairs. I don't have any money, but I can pay in sexual favors. hey, I'm from Sweden. we're all sluts, apparently.
when this week of horror is over, I will be so happy I will probably do something astounding. like escape the country. (one can but dream.)
why can't the world be a lesbian? I'd enjoy being on top of it so much more. |
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