NOVEL NEXT Cycle 23 (Mika)
This journal entry was written by Mika.
Dear diary ^.^
I’ve just about had it. I would kill for Spotify. Literally. Point me towards someone, or a group of people, and I will murder them all. <3
I tried to make strings again today. It’s impossible. I don’t know how guitar strings are made, but they sure as hell aren’t made out of any metal I can get my hands on. And if they are, learning that would piss me off. Because I’ve tried how many times already?!! It’s impossible! >.<
I might try playing the drum I made tomorrow, but that’ll just make me mad, because I suck at playing percussion instruments. ب_ب
Maybe I should try making a slide whistle. I don’t think I could manage a flute or trumpet, or anything like that. On top of not knowing how to play a flute or trumpet. But I should be able to make a metal tube with holes in it, stick a cork in one end, and crimp the other. Not sure I’ll be able to wait
Holy crap I can make a harp. Why didn’t I think of that before?! It’s so obvious! Sure, it won’t be a high-quality harp, since I can’t make strings that actually, like, bend. But it’ll end up better than my attempts at guitar making. And yeah, I don’t know how to play the harp. But it’s a stringed instrument, which I know I can play, since I can play guitar. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
If I get it to work, I’ll throw the drum I made to the sharks. Or maybe into a slime, and watch it dissolve. Yeah, slime sounds more satisfying. I might cover it in ranch dressing then freeze it first, just to say I’m helping kill the slime when I throw it in. O.o
Yeah, that sounds fun. ^.^
In other news, my attempts at getting pens or pencils that aren’t blue have also failed. I got up to indigo, down to sky blue, over to teal and turquoise, and over in the other direction to blue-violet. Almost to violet and purple, and if you put the almost purple pencil next to the teal pencil, it looks pretty damn purple. But it’s still this side of being true purple. (╯°□°）╯︵ ┻━┻
I still don’t know what would be so horrible about me having an orange pencil, but I guess the laws of the universe decree I can’t own anything too far off from blue. Because I’m the blue one. Get it? GET IT?! HAH
Ha freaking ha. ┻━┻︵ \(°□°)/ ︵ ┻━┻
I never thought the day would come when I realized monochromatic doesn’t only mean black and white. It can also mean blue. The single color of blue. That controls my life. >_>
But whatever. I’m going to help Nikki make breakfast tomorrow. I haven’t in a while, and am feeling bad about it. She never asks for help, but if I don’t help once a week or so I can hear my mom’s voice in my head, wailing out “nadie me ayuda en esta casa”. Nikki would never say that, mostly because she’s white as hell and doesn’t speak Spanish. But to appease my mother’s soul, I have to help Nikki cook. X_X
That’s just the way things are. |̲̲̲͡͡͡ ̲▫̲͡ ̲̲̲͡͡π̲̲͡͡ ̲̲͡▫̲̲͡͡ ̲|̡̡̡ ̡ ̴̡ı̴̡̡ ̡͌l̡ ̴̡ı̴̴̡ ̡l̡*̡̡ ̴̡ı̴̴̡ ̡̡͡|̲̲̲͡͡͡ ̲▫̲͡ ̲̲̲͡͡π̲̲͡͡ ̲̲͡▫̲̲͡͡ |
Maybe I can convince her that stir-fried vegetables are good, and she doesn’t have to put cheese in literally everything… ♪┏(°.°)┛┗(°.°)┓┗(°.°)┛┏(°.°)┓ ♪