#50: It's a small world

The world is small, everybody knows each other and things change so suddenly at a pace that even surprises myself.

My mood swings today were one thing, but that's not what I'm talking about since that's nothing new, is it? What I'm actually talking about is a certain event considering the Deadpool cosplayer from the very first event (going to call him DP from now on). Yes, he's probably gonna be my topic for the next 5 million posts because I can.

So while I was casually talking to the guy I was mentioning yesterday (Confused already? Good.), he suddenly asked if I had found my DP now. Nope, of course I hadn't, but I was told to describe DP to him.

"I know that guy.", he said.

I gasped.

"The dude's not contactable personally", he continued, "only through his female friend. They're just friends I believe."

Somehow he ended up getting his Skype from her and he started texting with DP. I didn't get much details about the whole thing - how guys text with each other still remains a mystery to me - but he was confirming that it was exactly that guy. He was on the same convention and when I got to see a photo, I knew for sure.

Playing the wingman jokes aside, I was told that DP's Skype profile said he's be 9 years older than me. He definitely didn't look that old and that detail could be fake, but then again, you never know. I'm excited, but on the other hand I'm also scared.

But moreover, I'm just so amused how all these events concerning all these Deadpool cosplayers are related with each other. Who would have known?

Either it's the calm before the storm or my life is finally going uphill. Not just like this, I'm really not expecting a romance, but generally I've been feeling much happier and relaxed about things like school. Sadness comes less often, especially not as bad as it did today and with all the upcoming things, it seems like I finally got this going for me. Let's try to keep it up! :>

#49: Being in my element: Fangirling and shopping

God. Fucking. Dammit.
Had my whole doctor visit stuff typed out and meant to post it before this other convention I went to took place, but apparently that never happened, After that much stuff happened that I can barely keep up, especially now that I suddenly have the urge to post.
Yes, I am procrastinating although I should be learning for an important Biology test tomorrow, and yes, I blame you, stupid bank clerk. You know who I'm talking about. Stalker. Then again, it's my fault since I rubbed the fact that I'd write about you in your face urgh. IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT.

Soooo, why the break of one month?
As I mentioned before, I was being sick. That almost stole two weeks of my time, followed by trying to catch up with school stuff (I gave up in the end) and actually enjoying doing school work. My free time mainly consisted of shopping on Qwertee, where I got these new tees,

playing Love Live (asdfghjkl I need the SR Kotori of this event, she's so cute, my lovely waifu ; 3 ;), and going to conventions, as I hinted in my not-so-smooth introduction paragraph. That's what I've been dying to blog about for the past week. However... This report requires a little bit of a back story. So let's rewind.

After my last convention I was desperately trying to find that Deadpool cosplayer again. Every hour I kept checking this website where local people would (hopefully) upload their galleries of photos taken there. A photo of "my" Deadpool was actually posted there, but nobody linked him(self) on that photo, so that was a dead end (just checked, still no link). That's why I had the idea to search for Deadpool cosplays on the very same page. There were a few guys, but really only one whose face seemed somehow similar to the one in my memories or who I hoped it to be. However, he had a Sheriff Deadpool cosplay, so I didn't get my hopes up. You know where this is going, right, clerk?

Then the time for the convention had come. Hoping to meet the dude again, I again dressed up with the hoody (OMG THERE WAS THIS ONE GUY WITH A GIRLFRIEND WHO WORE THE EXACT SAME HOODY PLUS T-SHIRT), not knowing it would summon other evil spirits. My brother didn't come with me by the way, instead my mum and best friend accompanied me. As every year, the book fair slash convention was packed and the later it got, the more crowded it got as well.

I have no idea what time it was, but at some point we decided to meet up with my mum again to pick up some cadged cash. Therefore, we left the hall where the comic/manga section was in and ended up in a passable glass hall where the cosplayers were pretty much relaxing most of the time.

Suddenly something struck my head. I didn't know what was happening until I turned around and saw that Deadpool cosplayer standing there. A sheriff one.

He waved in a friendly way at me, holding a sword in his other hand. That's what he hit me with, I realized, and perplexedly waved back.

Not knowing what else to do, I kept on walking.

Yep, it was just as awkward as the other meeting before.

But holy crap, a Deadpool Sheriff?! It was the same guy I had my eyes on before!

Bla bla bla, I bought more manga since I couldn't decide on which Deadpool comic to start with, feet hurt, returned home in the train.

What I actually bought (= I also grabbed a lot of free stuff, such as stickers, pins/buttons, bookmarks, posters...):

One week later, I had eventually managed to message that cosplayer on that website where he had his cosplay uploaded. He did remember hitting me and that got us into talking (nonstop ever since then kinda).

Fangirling aside, before anyone gets their hope up like I did, the guy's happily taken, and that's awesome, I'm happy for him that he's able to work out his far distance relationship unlike I did. Good luck for you in the future as well, you two :3 #IShiptIt

Now there's a whole month left before it's my last day of school (one week of that being Easter vacation). After that, final exams start as well as my concert/convention time. Again.

Not sure how much more I'm gonna post because of those, but oh well, if I need to vent, and even if it's fangirling shit, it'll be here. Or Twitter. Yep, probably Twitter.

Now excuse me while I delete some embarrassing tweets and try to study for Biology. Evolution theories need me more than my non-existent blog readers do.

Au revoir, messieurs.

#46: One of those days

It's one of those days where I keep pushing away the people I love most because I'm not feeling well.
To be fair, a reason why I'm not feeling well in the first place is a person I love. After the first week of calling every day for hours, somehow the contact slowed down. We wouldn't talk for more than 24 hours because that person was busy, sleeping... All kinda things. But in the end, it's for the better. I almost gave up my dreams just for being with a person that can offer me nothing but love. It sounds like shit, but that just isn't enough for me. Love is important and I wouldn't want to live without it, but it being the only thing to live on is a thought I couldn't possibly consider.
"It was fate. If you don't fight for something, you don't need it."
I can agree to that. I just hope I'll get over this soon, I hate feeling this sad and heartbroken. And my psychologist probably won't like hearing about it either, lol.
Well, for now I'm keeping myself up with Our Last Night, by far my favourite band. Not just a band.

Moving away from this depressive talk, yesterday I went to the convention I mentioned in my last post.
My brother and I got up at 7 in the morning to catch the bus heading to the train station 90 minutes later. After that, a 3.5 hour train ride awaited us. In theory. I, who navigated us from train to train, made a mistake once. We took the train into the wrong direction, so we arrived an hour later than planned.
The first thing my eyes caught upon getting in was the face of a very handsome Deadpool cosplayer. (I don't like western comics/Marvel much, but Deadpool is an exception.) The day afternoon seemed to be starting in a very good way already. It got even better, as we went further in: There was another Deadpool cosplayer, the face under the mask even handsomer and his custom much more detailed. Unlike the first one who walked hand in hand with a girl, he also seemed to be there all by himself. You saw him talking to all kinda people all the time. Of course, especially girls. My brother suggested taking a photo together with him, and I playfully slapped him and instantly refused in a tsundere-ish way. Yet the more often I kept running into the cosplayer, the more I started crushing on fangirling over him.
After we grabbed lunch in the cafeteria, I checked my phone to see a message from the cosplayer I wanted to give my Valentine's gift to. She asked where I was for a print of her cosplay I also wanted to buy. We walked around another short while, when I finally got a reply. It took me courage, but right away he and I went upstairs, to find her sitting on a bench. She gave me the print, I paid her and then gave her my present. (Edit: OHMYGOSH SHE POSTED A PHOTO OF IT ON TWITTER) My knees were shaking like hell while we walked away.
Soon after that happened we again found ourselves back at the merchant area. I really wanted to buy Clow Cards from Card Captor Sakura, but on the other hand, there was this amazing Deadpool cardigan. Clow Cards were half the price of the cardigan, but I'd have more from the cardigan. The merchant offered me eventually to try on the cardigan, and I did. Reluctantly I bought it and instantly changed my outfit from my Hatsune Miku cardigan to my Deadpool one.

Suddenly, there was this Deadpool cosplayer again. I tried not to stare while we sneaked away from him. He saw my back nevertheless and shouted "Awesome jacket!" after me. Shocked by this sudden attention, I did nothing and just kept walking. My brother heavily criticized me for that behaviour. Just seconds after I that, I regretted this as well, since a lot of good comeback lines kept popping up in my head. "You're more awesome! *wink*" for instance. Perks of being shy.

Shortly after a toilet break and right before we wanted to leave, we ran into him again. People kept blocking the way, so my brother walking in front of me with a gap that grew and grew. When the crowd faded, I started running to catch up. More to avoid the Cosplayer than to catch up actually. I didn't consider that me running would be getting more attention than not, but that thought didn't cross my mind until he called after me again.

"Hey, awesome jacket, turn around!" Was that now my new nickname?

I turned around while walking backwards.

He threw the finger guns at me, followed by a wink. Unconsciously I responded with the same gesture. As I turned back to see where I was walking, I died already. The embarrassment was real.

As my brother and I got our jackets from the cloakroom, I saw him a last time and cursed at my brother for not forcing me to take a picture with him after all. Who knows if I would ever find him again? 

On the train ride back we played paper games and talked about music and video games. I can proudly say that my brother is my favourite person to go to places, we just had a lot of fun and I'm really looking forward to go to the book fair with him next month ❤