Just another depressing clone created by depressing society

I'm turning into a true blue owl/vampire. I'd rather be a wolf than an owl but hardly anyone would associate wolves with nocturnalism (i'm not sure if it's a real word but it sounds fab) and i've not yet decided if i want to suck blood so let's leave it as 50/50. Clubbed To Death is still my anthem-of-the-moment together with Marilyn Manson's Resident Evil Main Title Theme which is just as rad.

I have an obsession with the young Leonardo DiCaprio right now. There's something badass in the way he stares out of a shot that makes me wish he still looked that way. Also, kitschy sunglasses. I say kitschy, but the images i have in my head are far from it. More like artistic and expensive looking, far from the original inferior, tasteless or derogatory people have associated it with. And i've yet to mention velvet, that lovely material that's keeping me up with its wonderful possibilities. I might just make a velvet skirt this holiday... We'll see about it. I'd love to make a choker out of excess material too. Later when the sun comes up, i might just pull down the blinds and purge my wardrobe of too-bright clothes. Hmm.

(That paragraph made me think that if i wasn't so dead set on being an architect i could possibly be a fashion student in Lasalle. I wouldn't go for TP.)

Being inspired in the middle of the night that makes me wish i have a soundproof room. What i would give to play some loud music and do my stuff without waking the whole neighbourhood up. All i can do now is settle for reading gothic manga such as the ever-fantastic Earl Cain. There's something about gothic manga that attracts me to them. Might it be the detailed drawing? The long flowing hair? The murders and bloody scenes? The darkness? The Victorian-esque dresses? Maybe i'm a sadist, i rather like excessive numbers of deaths in books i read. Either one, i'm hooked to the Cain Saga. Everyone is beautiful but has the ugliest secrets. For once i actually wouldn't mind yaoi; Riff and Cain seem more like strange lovers than master and servant. Not that there was any questionable scenes of course.

I wonder if anyone actually read the whole thing? Kudos to you if you did. Here's a couple more words before i take my leave. I want to rage war on my hair and paint it blue and cut my fringe because too-long fringes are my kind of vogue. Ruddy hell i gotta exercise more self-control about the fringe thing.