The weeboo Vs the fan.

There's a thin line between these two and if you don't know what a weeboo is then you'll work it out as we work through this handy dandy list.

Traits of a weeboo:

• Buying anime, just because it's anime.
• see above but for manga.
• Speaking in random broken Japanese for no reason whatsoever and with no real understanding of what they're actually saying (or "the desu rule").
• Dressing up as random characters they know little to nothing about at conventions.
• Dressing in ita lolita as they've not looked up lolita, only knowing that it's one of Japan's many street fashions.
• Screaming kawaiiiii at the top of their voices at anything remotely cute.
• Buying Japanese versions of games even if they can't play them.
• Blindly hating any media from any country other than Japan for no reason.
• Eating only noodles, sushi and pocky.

Ok, let's compare this to the traits of a fan:

• Buying anime of a certain genre because they are interested in that sort of thing.
• Once again see above but for manga. These people will often also often read many types of graphic novels and other books.
• Learning Japanese language and culture to better understand the media they enjoy or visit the country.
• Dress up as their favourite character at conventions.
• Buying their region versions of particular Japanese games they think they'll enjoy. 
• Enjoying varied media from all around the world.
• Eating a balanced diet and enjoying pocky as it tastes good.

Sewing post. Robe ^_^

Yes boys and girls, it's finally done. My new robe is all put together and toasty warm, perfect for English weather. It's fake fur so no bashing me.
I love how the sleeves came out and I even had enough fabric left to make some mittens. No freezing for me. I can't wait to use it, not sure what for yet but still.
I used a kimono sort of pattern as it was easiest to sew and really came out looking good. 

Fears, trials and tribulations.

I've gotten over a lot lately. A hell of a lot.
I'm on antidepressants now so I'm feeling much more steady and it's helping me get over some of my other issues.

Yesterday I got my tattoo, something I said I would never do due to my fear of needles. It was just for me, a drop of blood for something I've been wanting for years. It was every bit worth it.
I can go out and eat in restaurants without freaking out. I am more relaxed in my job and actually want to move up. I want to be a supervisor one day. I want to move on in my life. I need to.

Look at me, I'm becoming 'normal'.

Is it racism? Political corectness vs sense.

Is this racism if... Yes, nowadays we all ask ourselves that once in a while. Time to put a simple answer to it.
Probably not actually, but we're made to feel that way.
Let me give you an example:
Say I do not want to serve that specific middle eastern person in the que. On the face of it that would be racist, right? Ok, let's elaborate. Say said middle eastern person always kicks up a fuss and can get borderline abusive to whoever serves them. Would that still be racist ? Some would still say yes but I believe that's wrong. I do not see race, I never have. I see: human, nice person, utter twat, imposing person, cheery person.
You may ask what's brought this up. Well yesterday, all over facebook people were copy pasteing hatred against all Muslims because a tiny minority chose not to observe the two minutes silence. This, I'm sorry, definitely is racist. To pidgin hole an entire religious following because of the actions of a small few just is.
It ticks me off that due to the political climate people say it's ok to do that and hide behind so called 'britishness'. It's not British to be a racist bitch being one of the most multicultural islands in the world.

Maybe it's just the equalist in me but it seems very unfair. We still have a dictatorship in China (you know what? I'll come back to that later) but you don't see hate spread across a social networking site for that. People are starving, being tortured, and killed every day due to the actions of the few and we don't see that either. Maybe it makes us uncomfortable talking about true atrocities instead of childish crap that doesn't mean a thing in the long run.

Ok, I said I'd come back to the subject of China and I will.
I'll begin with this: China is not, by definition, communist. Just because they say they are does not mean it is true. Communism is a movement where everyone is equal: they have equal rights, equal monetary value, equal responsibility and equal say. Does this sound like China to you? No? Didn't think so.
You ask why I'm getting my panties in a twist about this, well I'm sick of the majority thinking that communism is an inherently evil thing. It's not, it's a wonderful thing it's just 90% of humans cannot do it due to greed. It's the whole Animal farm scenario.
Just remember, in true communism some animals are not more equal than others.

That's all I can say on politics really as our country doesn't have a , main three, party I'd care to ever vote for again. They're all liers and conmen.

Well there's me on politics and race, I'll get to sexism another time.
So, boys and girls, have you been racist lately? 

The importance of being pampered.

Yes boys and girls even I need a pamper day once in a while.
A hot shower, a pot full of fruit and nut scrub (not chocolate but it smells yummy, can be bought from Animal aid I think. Not a fan of the literature but I LOVE their products.), some rockstar soap (from Lush) and a ginger and lilly scented soy candle (from Hub). Only the best.
It all makes you feel refreshed and ready for the world, and ready for housework.

Let's face it, housework isn't fun in any way shape or form but having a little pamper session makes it all bearable. Plus it re-energises you when you really cannot be bothered with the world. And it's not just for the girls. Guys can enjoy a good scrub down too, in fact Lush carries loads of male orientated products for you guys that couldn't stand to use pink soap. You guys can get yourself a blue candle and some super manly shampoo and have a bit of 'me' time too. Don't say I don't think of you.

So off I go to change the bed and make dindins.
Love you all.