Jiangshi

 The world feels like it's spinning quickly by me, while I'm in this slow hum of respite. This isn't to say that school isn't clenching asses. It is. Though, I feel I'm starting off more confident this time around than before.

I've gotten into the rhythm of keeping to my journal. Admittedly, it's because of how attractive I've endeavored to make the experience.

Much of that comes from my new washi tape set that recently came in. It's added another layer of activity. And it's attractive! Seeing tangible results motivates me to continue.

The theme is antiques. Old shit is cool. Simple. Intricate. Designed to be alluring, dignified, and functional.

These two rolls are my favorites. The bottom one has multiple designs, though this graphic made me smile when I first saw it.

Another wonderful thing was the surprise Mr. Chicken came home with.
While we were in Disney Cali Adventure, he got stuff for his coworker who also likes Oswald. In turn, his coworker gifted him these bad boys.

I recognized them instantly. They're Tokyo Disneyland exclusive Oswald ears. I lost it. Thank you so much, H. I will wear them proudly when we go again. Which is soon. Hopefully. We'll see how burned out I get lol. I feel like... I spoke too soon with the meltdown thing. I think this time around it's gonna be more burnout than meltdown. We'll see. I don't know. But these ears made my day! I can't wait to take a billion selfies in them. :3

Another amazing thing was the beginning of our specialized training.

I'm wearing the scrubs that Ponies gifted me. That day has come.

I don't know how to compartmentalize what I'm feeling in regards to this, but myself and my colleague are both tremendously excited and optimistic. This presents an imbalance in my morality department because I don't know that it's socially okay to be excited over this... part- all things considered. Regardless, I am. Very much. It was our first opportunity to work as involved as we were, alongside our mentor.

We left exhausted, sore, but full of experience and confidence. And it felt good. The end result is something we all want so much to be an kind of help to someone, or a group of people.


Following that amazing thing was another amazing thing!
A few months ago, I got to meet an artist whose work I admire. At Designercon! Imagine!
I didn't learn my lesson with @Tokyo_Jesus. I was a shy gremlin then, and was still a shy gremlin this time around but we got to talking. But we chatted, his lovely lady was there too. She's so beautiful in person. Super sweet! ^-^

Next thing ya know, we're out and he's treating us to dinner and I'm face launching feral screeching at what he brought us.

The artist is Jryu. He's a sculptor and multimedia artist. It's been years actually that I've wanted one of his lil jiangshi pieces. Now that I was finally able to, I ended up commissioning him for 2; one for myself and one for Mr. Chicken. They're the most adorable little babies in the entire world omfg.

The place we went to was so quaint and yommy. It was nearby, so may stop by again sometime. Super chill evening. Was really nice to connect to someone who like, gets it. As far as like... things that are a little darker, but also is a nerd.

Our closest friends are all right there too, and I can't stress this enough;

Surround yourself with people who are chill, at peace with themselves, and flow with your wavelength. It's life-changing.

It was so nice to hang with this dude. Looking forward to the next hang.

Me screaming, probably.

I was foaming at the mouth when we got home because I grabbed Mr. Chicken's camera lights and went to our back yard for very important thing.

INTRODUCING THE BABIES.

Nothing says Asian horror like a cyan light.

Is that ... FOOD?
Why, YES. IT IS.
The babies have FOOD in their cute little hats!

Beef Noodle Soup and Sashimi
🖤

Says so on their cyoo little talismans.

Jesse went in and cooked us up the yummiest noms (delicately sculpted) on the cyootest babies.

The packaging took me out. He handed us the bag with the little take out boxes and I-

My heart. I just. They're both just. With their little boxes. I-
gasping.

Says sashimi, that's adorable. Chirashi bowls are one of my favorite foods. I inhale them, it's feral. And beef noodle soup is also a favorite, but it's complicated. I'll never be able to say why on here, but you can't even imagine and don't want to. Sorry. And I mean that.


Another cool thing is restorative art class. Moving along through all of the parts of the face and how to sculpt them. This was challenging at first, but I like the results.

I didn't mean to make Denethor with Corey Feldman lips, that was total coincidence. But fun! I feel good about sculpting. It's my preferred medium. Mostly because I can see what I'm doing right in front of me and correct in real time as opposed to trying to imagine something, calculating angles and translating that onto a one dimensional plane. Too hard uwu. Professor feels I'll do well. That's encouraging. ^-^

No days off for the next few weeks. I'm okay with that. Today my patience was tested a bit. Certain personalities simply rub me the wrong way. The types who default to complain and are catty while trying to spin it in a blithe, comedic way. It misses. Bitterness is exhausting.

So once we cleared that we didn't have to be there anymore, my friend and I left. Grabbed some essentials at Daiso and had lunch to decompress.

We were in luck. After the headache we'd just escaped, the restaurant provided us with a quiet afternoon lunch.
Loud environments in a confined space are... unpleasant. We have this area in the back corner that we sit at to deliberately keep to ourselves. I'm not sure what happened to encourage this, but it's not quiet there anymore. We must re-establish a new base. There are so many voices going on at the same time, by our once little quiet corner... why? There's gonna be a day when I'm gonna look like an asshole because I'll resort to standing up mid lecture and walking to the empty side of the room, and sit there. I'll feel bad for leaving my friend in the loudness. But I foresee this happening if our base continues to get rushed like this.

In spite of this, I'm home now. Exhausted. But drunk on happy little moments all throughout the week. I wanna sit and journal but fear I'll start dozing off as soon as I lean onto the table to write. I may nap for a bit. There's more I'm going to work on tonight. A lot to do and study for. But brain needs to recharge.

Here's hoping the weekend brings little yays to you, reader. Happy Friday! ♡