A Good Old-Fashioned College Kid Rant
Evening, my darlings. <-I really do need to find a good endearment for you all. I use "dear", "darling", "muffins", "rats", but admittedly, I stole those last two from Asylum Mistress Emilie Autumn. Who I apparently have an obsession with! Who knew? XD Oh yes, I am WELL aware. So I want my own endearment, something that is specifically mine. This is going to take some time, but it will be something worthy of a Victorian Pyrate, have no doubt.
Coming off of that random ass tangent, let's get right into this vent fest! Just like any other college kid, I get a little stressed out. I am SO over this semester. Which only has two weeks left! I have two major projects coming up in my Global Understanding/IT class, and I swear, I am going to claw somebody's eyes out. I would soo rather have papers. I beast papers, I kid you not. I can crack out a ten page paper like nobody's business and ace it. But give me a project? I want to die. You know what? No. I don't want to die. I want somebody ELSE to die. I discovered tonight what makes this pyrate homicidal. School projects, especially ones in this class. I got through high school projects, mainly cause they were actually somewhat fun. But not these projects. The whole "homicidal pyrate" thing pretty sums up how awful these projects are.
Since they're so awful, I end up dragging them out because I don't want to do them. I am never racing to do them the night before, but I never finish until the day before they're due. Simply because i never want to work on them. Granted, I was good with some earlier ones and just cranked them out to get them over with. But with two weeks left of the semester, I just don't give a shit anymore.
PLUS, to add even more stress to this fun fest in hell, Con stuff is weighing me down. I have virtually everything I need for my Fem!Woody costume, so I am soo happy about that. I need the belt buckle, holster, badge, and hat. All are easily acquired. Then I have to fix my shirt and draw the red plaid lines on. Do some altering of said shirt and the vest, and I'm done! My Gaz costume is coming along nicely. I need my outfit for the raver bunny, which I'm pretty sure I know what I want to do for that. Not a big deal. And then there's my Fem!Riddler costume. This fucking costume is going to be my death. I can't find a damn tailcoat that I like. I found a PERFECT one on a UK site, but they don't ship to the States! So I'm at a complete loss. And have you seen the Riddler's cane? I found some good tutorials on how to make one, cause buying one would be waaay too expensive and I don't have the funds for it. So I'm going to pray to Hephaistos that I can make the thing. You start praying too that the God of the Forge can help me. I'm going to need some serious assistance.
I can be pretty creative when I put my mind to it, but I lack the talent to construct things. That's usually why I end up buying everything I need for my costumes. But since I plan to be doing cons for the twenty something years, or more, I want to start making original pieces, but that's easier said than done.
My sewing skills are practically non existent, so I can't make my own tailcoat. I'm going to be doing a lot of work on Woody's vest, and that'll probably be pushing my skills to the max. I'm hoping I can make all of these work. Just wait, I'll be putting up another entry about how I just said "FUCK IT" and gave up. You'll have to keep me motivated, my tartlets. (<- I like that!) Send me some love on occasion to keep my spirits, and creative juices, alive. You will all have love sent to you electronically if you do! And perhaps a small trinket in the future? Hard to say, but it's possible.
Well, that's my rant. Not nearly as fierce as some of my previous rants, but it got the job done. I feel better!
Until next time, my tartlets.
Pyrate
P.S. Oh! I almost forgot. Happy Belated Thanksgiving to you all! I hope you all had a fabulous time with families and stuffed your bellies with deliciousness. <3
Coming off of that random ass tangent, let's get right into this vent fest! Just like any other college kid, I get a little stressed out. I am SO over this semester. Which only has two weeks left! I have two major projects coming up in my Global Understanding/IT class, and I swear, I am going to claw somebody's eyes out. I would soo rather have papers. I beast papers, I kid you not. I can crack out a ten page paper like nobody's business and ace it. But give me a project? I want to die. You know what? No. I don't want to die. I want somebody ELSE to die. I discovered tonight what makes this pyrate homicidal. School projects, especially ones in this class. I got through high school projects, mainly cause they were actually somewhat fun. But not these projects. The whole "homicidal pyrate" thing pretty sums up how awful these projects are.
Since they're so awful, I end up dragging them out because I don't want to do them. I am never racing to do them the night before, but I never finish until the day before they're due. Simply because i never want to work on them. Granted, I was good with some earlier ones and just cranked them out to get them over with. But with two weeks left of the semester, I just don't give a shit anymore.
PLUS, to add even more stress to this fun fest in hell, Con stuff is weighing me down. I have virtually everything I need for my Fem!Woody costume, so I am soo happy about that. I need the belt buckle, holster, badge, and hat. All are easily acquired. Then I have to fix my shirt and draw the red plaid lines on. Do some altering of said shirt and the vest, and I'm done! My Gaz costume is coming along nicely. I need my outfit for the raver bunny, which I'm pretty sure I know what I want to do for that. Not a big deal. And then there's my Fem!Riddler costume. This fucking costume is going to be my death. I can't find a damn tailcoat that I like. I found a PERFECT one on a UK site, but they don't ship to the States! So I'm at a complete loss. And have you seen the Riddler's cane? I found some good tutorials on how to make one, cause buying one would be waaay too expensive and I don't have the funds for it. So I'm going to pray to Hephaistos that I can make the thing. You start praying too that the God of the Forge can help me. I'm going to need some serious assistance.
I can be pretty creative when I put my mind to it, but I lack the talent to construct things. That's usually why I end up buying everything I need for my costumes. But since I plan to be doing cons for the twenty something years, or more, I want to start making original pieces, but that's easier said than done.
My sewing skills are practically non existent, so I can't make my own tailcoat. I'm going to be doing a lot of work on Woody's vest, and that'll probably be pushing my skills to the max. I'm hoping I can make all of these work. Just wait, I'll be putting up another entry about how I just said "FUCK IT" and gave up. You'll have to keep me motivated, my tartlets. (<- I like that!) Send me some love on occasion to keep my spirits, and creative juices, alive. You will all have love sent to you electronically if you do! And perhaps a small trinket in the future? Hard to say, but it's possible.
Well, that's my rant. Not nearly as fierce as some of my previous rants, but it got the job done. I feel better!
Until next time, my tartlets.
Pyrate
P.S. Oh! I almost forgot. Happy Belated Thanksgiving to you all! I hope you all had a fabulous time with families and stuffed your bellies with deliciousness. <3