Anyway, I pretty much disregarded all that planning I did for a blog post on the other blog about my insecurity issues, and that's that. I had a really bad couple of days, but it's over now, and even though I still think the subject is something I want to explore just for the sake of self-help, I won't be doing it presently.
What has even happened since I last wrote a post? I forgot to check. Another Pariisin Kevät gig, I think - front row, very much made me remember why I prefer age-restricted concerts - some schoolwork, a possible trainee position... in two words: seemingly, a lot. I seem to be trudging by okay regardless of my personal issues, which is a definite plus.
I've talked a lot with J and M about cosplay lately, and I think that's partly why I've been getting awesome-yet-horrible cosplay urges from pretty much any character I've ever wanted to dress as. Last night it was Shadowman / Doctor Facilier from Disney's The Princess and the Frog, today it was Dastan / Prince of Persia. (When it comes to the latter - we watched the 2010 film with J tonight. It was still as epic as ever. Even though Jake Gyllenhaal's face reminded J too much of a semi-mutual friend/slug of a human being to fully appreciate it, I was melting, okay. I've never been that much of a Gyllenhaal groupie, but god damn, he pulls off a flawless Prince of Persia. And puppy face. Just sayin'.) PoP is probably one of the oldest and most committed game crushes I have ever had, running the risk of sounding very weird - both character- and gameplay-wise. I guess there's just something that appeals to me about dark, brooding, doomed heroes who rock the double blades and/or have magic powers. What're you gonna do.
I just wanted to post to make sure I wouldn't completely forget to - I think it's been, what, a month since I posted the last time? At least a fortnight-ish for sure. Anyway, I'm going to proceed to go drool over Prince some more. Day has been made.
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