So here it is:
BEHOLD, THE CALIFORNIAN ESKIMO!
(PLEASE NOTE: This is NOT the real person, for the actual subject of this blog entry had requested [or demanded, more like] that I removed the previous picture [due to poor quality and no consent]and add the one above instead. Therefore, no accurate visual could be provided.)
Anyway, not only is my best friend look like a slum-child (or so she and I would say), she has the brilliant mind of a multi-media junkie. Frankly, I don't think that Advent Children (or anything to do with Final Fantasy for that matter) is anything to completely lose your mind to. Nonetheless, she's completely lost in a blur of internet,music,and television. HOWEVER, her interests are not POINTLESS (hence the "BRILLIANT" in "BRILLIANT mind of a multi-media junkie) She has TEDIOUSLY made many AMV's. For example:
This was her very first AMV, which she learned how to make herself shortly after being introduced to Advent Children...which I ought to mention sealed her destiny most likely for the rest of her life.(and to think that she HATED anime some time ago!)
Aside from making AMV's, she also spends a fraction of her time...everyday to call her radio dj friends. Well, pestering and stalking radio dj's would be a more accurate statement. Through those radio dj's, she's spoken with Mickey Avalon. She's messaged many newer bands on Myspace including Mister Loveless and 5th Oracle whom she's promoted to the radio dj's who played their songs on the radio. In fact, 5th Oracle thought that she worked for the music industry and gave her their phone number. Yet she told them that she was an immature 14-year-old...though it seems she's very successful for her age, in my opinion.
So, with all of her successes out of the way, I'd like to talk about something that is very dear to her heart:
BEHOLD, THE SLUM-CHILD'S SHOES!
This pair of shoes have been stretched beyond its limits through PE classes and general daily activity. Eventually, these shoes gave way due to natural causes and became the new grunge...then when I tried to fix them with duct tape, they became the new vintage. Here is something I said when I commented this particular picture:
"Those shoes work it for the camera like no other"
And this is what she said in reply:
"lol. thanks jules! dang, my mom threatened to throw them away if dont stop wearing them in public."
Let me clarify her comment; her mother does not want other people to think that she mistreats her daughter by giving her rags. Honestly, though, my best friend couldn't be prouder of those shoes.
And, well, that's about all I can say about her for now. Unless, of course, she surprises me with another one of her phases (which she seems to never fail to do, by the way)
