Finnish or English?

I have been doing some thinking here.... I'm not sure if'll keep writing this... stuff in English. Mostly because I'm too lazy to try to write anything poetically blabbing as I'd write in Finnish. So the question is: To go on in English or not? I call for a vote! Comment under all you sniffing stalkers and my loyal friends. I need to know. First of all: How many people understand only English of my readears if you'd have to choose from Finnish and English? I'd say zero, but in other case say "Oy!" I think even the quality'll rise if I speak Finnish. I might even do both: English and Finnish, but it depends only on you people.

Pumpkin

EPIC Pirates of the Caribbean pictures from Tracon V!

A 72 meters long stripe painting maraton and nerves cracking

Yawn. I just about 15 minutes ago finished with the shawl. You know what? I hate it. There is nothing much to say about it. I fist of all made a mesuring error (big-one) that I couldn't fix. Then the paint was actually not red. It was close to hot pink and when mixed with balck, purple. If I would've had enough energy, I had painted the stripes in the right size when compared to each other. The 100th thing that went wrong was thta the paint varies with the color. And there are alot of paint stains everywhere. So, basically EVERYTHING went soooooo wrong. I guess, it won't be noticed from a distance... I hope.

I haven't failed with so many things in one item for a very long time. Ever? A new, perfect one will be made in the future. I really, really promise. I'd hate to be a big failure. That idea makes me very sad. D;

Satisfied? Never.

I'll put a couple of pics of my progress by now. *leaves downstairs to bring the camera* This is basically what I've done in four days:

Skeleton of the flintlockpistol and some buckles.

Jack's wristband.

The only thing from this stuff I can say is even nearby finished, is the wristband. I actually have to make one more with a "leatherish" touch. It's all different shape and everything but I think it wont take as much time as this one did. I hope.

The buckles are not finished yet as you may see from the picture. I have to figure out something to make at least the inner edges stronger. I know I'm kinda stupid because I used modelling clay to make them, but I was desperate! And I think I was right that Cernit wouldn't have been a much better idea either...

The least finished affect of the all is the flintlockpistol. I made the skeleton out of modelling clay too. There's alot to do. I have to sand it and make the missing pieces separate. Most of them from modelling clay but I was thinking about soft foam for some details. I have been making the sword too.... But at this moment I was too lazy and ashamed about it that I couldn't take a picture. When it's finished, I promise to put a pic or two.

I have been finding some stuff today. Stuff that has been gone around missing somewhere for a while. Fake leather, fake fur and my metalyarn stitcks. Yay!

Now, after doing nothing by this moment, I'll make my third aquamarine beltbuckle right now. I had in my plans also to make some buttons. Alot of buttons.

Pumpkin

Shopping for blood

Ghh. I can't believe it... I'm stupid. I went to Tampere to buy some fabrics. I bought three different kinds of linens. One of them was dark blue linen for the vest. I should hate myself. I had two fabrics to choose from. The other was one euros more expensive than the other. The more expensive one was this very blue linen with a slightest gesture of violet. I thought it was way too bright coloured. It was also quite a bit stronger than the other one. The other one was alot darker and I thougt that when I put it in the sun, it would become somewhat the right colour. When I finally got to home about an hour ago, I showed the fabrics to my mom. "But that's black, you must've seen it in the yellow lighting as blue." I of course denied it. And now I'm starting to think that my mom was right. ARgh! Stupidstupidstupidstupid! I don't have any more money.......... And I can't borrow any more from my mom. She's broke. My grandparents promised me to give some support but I don't know how much it'll be. And luckily my father'll support with the boots too. There's a tention weather the costume'll be done in time or not and if I'll have enough money or not.

When I was shopping the fabrics I imagined myself as how I'd look with my costume done. I was going to buy some food from the same place I'll probably buy it in Tracon. I looked down at my toes and imagined the boots on my feet. For a moment I ripped my spirit from my body and looked my future me. I went back to my body and I imgained my group around me and Elizabeth next to me. *grin* It made me feel good. Better. I hope everything'll be alright.