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Adventures in Making Jibril (NGNL) [The Sock Search]

A fair warning, this is going to be mostly a series of ranting posts about me getting angry at my Jibril cosplay.

Looking at Jibril, one would think that she’s rather simple to do, except maybe the wings.

One would be right.

One would also not believe the incredible frustration I had when looking for socks the correct shade of purple. I went to Akiba’s thigh high store and couldn’t find any. Of course, I turned to the reliable source that is eBay and taobao for my footwear needs.

Holy shit; there was literally nothing that fit the criteria when I was searching for them a few months ago. It was incredible. A pair of thigh high socks of a solid colour? Easy score there! But no- until my more recent searching, there was nothing to be found even on those icons of miscellany.

More elusive are her white and pink striped over the ankle socks. Let me tell you, I’m convinced that they do not exist. Like you, dear reader, I assumed this would be an easy find. After all, it’s a standard pattern on a standard sock length. What’s so difficult?

What is difficult is not finding the pattern; it’s finding the pattern on an appropriately length sock.

So let me warn you, future Jibril cosplayers, search early, search hard. These socks are a pain in the ass to find.

(Cuz shipping time is usually about a month.)

doodle post!




Here’s a few recent doodles to break up the monotony. :9

Uh, it’s been a few years…

It’s been two years since I’ve been heard from on wordpress, and now that I’m no longer a child that’s starting high school, but a child that’s finished high school (and newly of drinking age in Canada) I do believe I’ll reassess myself and start actually posting on this blog again. It’ll be a lot different from before, I think, since I’m fairly sure that attempting to share any creative writing I’ll do will just spiral me downwards into a pit of despair. This will probably become more like I’ve intended before, as a place for me to dump my rather long winded ramblings onto.

I admit that I stopped posting partially because of someone that I know in real life used to read this blog and I hid in shame- but no longer!

Okay, that and because a certain someone who’s going on a certain trip that I’ll discuss later has expressed that they’ve newly established themselves on wordpress and shall be sharing our trip’s details on her personal blog. She’s being all mysterious and not telling me her url, what a bum.

Between last post and now, several obsessions have come and gone, but that’s for another post for when I don’t have thousands of words of stuff that I actually want to discuss.

Of course, after the trip, I’ll probably still be posting plenty, since there’s going to be a lot of me preparing for Animethon. (Speaking of, damn you Animethon HR team! I still haven’t heard back from you!) Since I’ll be doing three cosplays, there’s going to be a lot of suffering for me. I can just imagine the crying as I try to build Jibril’s wings, redraft her top, and wash three wigs. Such good fun. That’s probably going to take up the rest of July- well, that, and complaining about jet lag and how 25 degrees is too hot. (Not to mention how dumb the Kaguya no Shiro de Odoretai dance is)

Now, this not so mysterious trip with said mysterious friend is to the wonderful land of Japan, in the rainy season no less. I’ll be documenting every day, since our itinerary is pretty packed and I’ll have plenty to say about each day. I’ll keep the exact locations to myself for now, but it’ll all come to light in the coming two weeks. 🙂

I’ll be posting again very soon, probably as soon as I fish out a video camera and finish packing.



9 Ways to Pretend You’re Good at Cooking

When at a friend’s house to help out or something- especially when they don’t have too much hope for you.

1) Learn basic knife skills. Like actually. I can’t begin to tell you how many people can’t cut things properly. In fact, just holding a knife correctly will make you seem 93.2% better.

2) Salt your water. Do it. Really.

3) Don’t insist on following a recipe exactly. If someone wants to swap out half and half for coconut milk, let them do it if you’re totally okay with the taste.

4) Clean up when it’s obvious that the pot does not need to be watched/stirred constantly. 

5) Remember, generally things in a dish are supposed to be about the same shape and size. Don’t dice peppers and slice onions.

6) Add oil to pans and stuff. ._.

7) When making soup, find any herbs and tie them together. 

8) Figure out what a few basic terms mean. AKA: blanching, julienne, ect ect.

9) OH MY GODS JUST FIGURE OUT HOW TO DICE AN ONION. (and use a sharp knife, your eyes would thank you)



Has weather that is a lot nicer than what I left behind.

It’s a pleasant 24 degrees here and where I used to be, it was like, 42 and insane humidity. Ugh.

And then there’s the hail and the thunderstorms.

I’ve been here for around, what, 2 hours now? the sun is finally going down and I kinda wanna frolic around outside. Honestly, I’m going to go onto a twelve hour flight, and I’m not sure if I wanna pass up this chance to run around =w=

Well, bai~ I’m gone for the next 45 days, tata!


Bye from Vancouver Airport!


I’ve Heard

From reliable sources that literally all of the social media platforms I use are inaccessible in China.

Fun, no?

It means that I don’t get to do my short lived dream of doing travel blogging. Not such a sad loss, since then I’ll get time to compile everything and edit what I wrote on each day once I get back on August 14th.

Thus, Maya is disappearing into the strange place that is China for a month and a half. I’ll be departing my home city in around twelve hours, and Leaving Canada in around seventeen. I’m sure Vancouver would be still interesting enough to poke an entry in c:


That is my single suitcase, everyone. Derp.


Have I Told You All?

That I’m literally attached by the ear to Tumblr? There is just such a ridiculous amount of deadpan humour and unexpected intelligence that I can’t help but enjoy it to to a point where I’m pretty sure it’s unhealthy.

Do I care? No~! Of course not!

Join me and see a slightly more awkward side on As It Goes



So, I thought that I should post things, since I really don’t do much anymore here…

So, I thought that I should post things, since I really don't do much anymore here...

I am now an exec of a club at school, and apparently the first task is to break the news to the people in the club.

They expected a long winded text post.





Who’s birthday it is~!


Yeah, das right.


Punnishingly Magical: Two

“Have you started the assignment?”

He cracked open the freshly-printed paperback, curling the cover back. Rules and Regulations Regarding Anti-Gravity was by the illustrious Prof Morrison, recently decorated; he had surprised scholars by deciphering centuries-old tomes, writing an incredibly elegant magical program.

Hours passed, the sun creeping into the snug covers of nighttime. The boy, brushing an auburn strand from his damp forehead, leant occasionally to his rectangular device, executing the program presented. When he felt the tug of sleep, the moon was high.

However, the charm seemed to work too well. The anti-gravity book was impossible to put down.


(I won’t be claiming this one, since it was agreed to alternate authors :>)