воскресенье, 22 июня 2008
The graduation took place yesterday. I already have documents about having finished school education. =) At last the nightmare is over.
It's a long story, so sorry for the long boring post.
MorningAs I've written before, the hairstyle was arranged for 12:00. Dad drove me to the hairdresser's home. She was a bit late so I waited for a few minutes. Having come she told me she had got the driving licence on that day. So we were both happy and started doing my hair. Of course it happened like it always happens. Hair didn't "listen" to her and lived it's own life. Moreover, we forgot how we did the left side on the day we just tried that style on. But in the end we remembered. Shopping in the wedding boutique the day before was not useless - bought small artificial blue roses, of the same color as the bows on my dress. And we put these flowers in the hair. Masha, the hairdresser, is a cheerful and kind girl, so she started creating my mood for the day. Even though she didn't know she's doing this.
I'm grateful not only for her cool work, but also for making me feel less nervous. I was going wild in the morning after waking up.
Face to face
15:30 - makeup. A friend from the channel told me she knows a makeup artist who can draw my face. I contacted her and she agreed. It was quite hard to explain where I live. This ended up in dad's coming out to meet her. I did my best to make home look like a home. Having a cat means great problems. As well as pleasure. We thought that if the makeup artist works on TV, she's used to perfect conditions. But she turned out to be a simple and sincere person. It was Tanya who made the mood perfect. During doing makeup she talked to me, about everything in the world. She liked me and I liked her. Tanya also said she often needs faces for her personal creative work and ideas - and I agreed. 
Btw, during all the time makeup was being done, we were listening to Moi dix Mois and every now and then the makeup artist looked at a pic of Mana. I had sent it to her the day before to show what the style is. 
Mum was taking pics of what was being done all the time, and in the end - a pic of me and Tanya, the result and the author. I was already with hairstyle and makeup, but still in a shirt and jeans.



Funny. As it usually is.
Everything on me except shoes, dress, stockings and lingerie was handmade. I made the jewelry a long time ago, but had only 2 days for the handbag. As a result it was being finished in the last 20 minutes before leaving home. It is still not ready, I just made it look good enough to wear. There's still no inside part, no hard base to hold the exact shape. Anyway, people liked it.
Stockings. I like that, but can't wear because of thin legs. My first experience ended up in fallen stockings and making them more tight with a cat-shaped brooch. This is how I managed to get home still wearing them. I wanted to have lace stockings at the graduation, and bought a belt not to lose them. The funniest thing is that the belt also didn't help much, it didn't hold strong enough. Each time I lifted my leg a bit higher, I heard the sound of the stocking "jumping" off the belt. So in the last 5 minutes before leaving mum and I... were sewing parts of the belt straight to the stockings.
Fuck, it was really comfortable.
Shoes. I was even taller than daddy. And only 1 guy from my class was taller than me. Of course, his mum took a pic of us having called us "basketball players".

Flowers. Mum went to buy the flowers - we were asked to have them at the graduation. She wanted to get sth to match my outfit. Blue roses could have been perfect, but she didn't find them. In the shop she was offered... to dye white roses. So I had a huge bouquet of dyed blue roses with small white flowers among them. I was carrying it during the whole ceremony, people thought it's also an accessory. But in the end I presented it to my class teacher right on the stage.

Police. Everything was held in a government health resort, it was not easy to get there. All cars were to be on a special list. The policeman near the gate checked it and let in. I'm not sure if we were on the list, but having seen me he asked us to enter even without checking his list. Right there
Today a friend told me that when we came, a classmate saw me through a window of the car and asked: "Can that really be M.?" Having come out of the car I was caught by friends who wanted to have a pic with me. After that parents also did this, so I have lots of pics with different people.
The mood was a bit spoiled by the whore's goth look. She has always copied my style. It's not a try to "blacken" her image. Just what I noticed during the last 2 years. She also had a short black dress and lace stockings or tights, I didn't look under her skirt. XD I'm not a pervert. But later I was told I looked better. The funniest thing is that even people who don't know about my hatred to her said the same.
Btw, I was the only Gothic Lolita there.



It started The first part was dedicated to giving documents about finishing school education. The director was congratulating each of us while giving the document. When my name was said, I came up on the stage and came to her. She gave the document, shook my hand and whispered: "Very beautiful."
Never expected to hear this from her. And then I went to my class teacher. She presented me a flower and said she's proud of a class like us. =)

After a short break a concert took place. Most of the performances were by my classmates. To be honest, I didn't think it can be that cool. Thought it will be sth just to "pull the cat's tail" until it is time to go to the unofficial part. Looked almost like a professionally organised event. The hosts were "the chemical Lyudmyla Mykhailivna and the physical Lyudmyla Mykhailivna", really teachers of Physics and Chemistry who have same names. Unexpectedly for myself it was pleasant to communicate with all our people. "The world is so beautiful a minute before an explosion..." (c)
One guy, a rare fuckhead and whore hopper, who once wrote that I'm ugly right on one site, came to me and said: "May I kiss you?"

I understood one thing: I'm proud of having such talented classmates. I'm proud of having studied with such Personalities. Yes, I have no talents neither in studying nor in anything else, but who used to be around me do have them.
Closest friends have finished school with gold medals. That is, 2/3 of our small crazy girls' company have perfect marks.
Many of classmates are already professional singers and dancers, all the others have talents in other kinds of performing. 4 people have gold medals and one girl has a silver one. Our class teacher, Iryna Ivanivna, is really a second mother for all of us, other teachers used to call her "mother Ira".

And even our whores are... the most beautiful, the most professional and the most experienced of all.
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An important part of existence is over. There are people who helped me come through it. It's common to thank them all for everything they've done, many people do this. I will not be an exclusion this time. So this is the link to "special thanks"
Mum - for helping me in all my crazy ideas, understanding my insanity and pulling me off the wall.
Dad - for taking me out of the net for some time, showing what TV work is and being as crazy as I am. What? We're really a family of journalists, 2 and a half.
Granny and Grandpa - for making me forget about everything in the world and giving opportunities of white, fluffy, cute and sincere communicating.
Aunt Oksana- for all the advice, support and keeping secrets. I know I can always contact you in any case. How many skeletons have we hidden... 
Illyusha, you can always make me smile, even if the sky is upside down throwing up on the Earth.
Dennis, I've already told you you're the light of my existence. My Prince, danke schön for being yourself the way you are. For keeping me alive all this time.
Masha, thanx for the hairstyle and mood, it was an unforgettable experience.
Tanya, thank you for making me look like a human and for deep understanding of the Gothloli style. Hope what we do next will be as successful as this. 
Dasha, Rita and Maryna - for true friendship and all naughty things we have done together. XD (Remember the chewing gum in the doorlock? And Maryna's exploring the other part of school?)
Teachers - thanx for kicking my brains into the head, to some - for being true friends and even a bit closer, and to some other ones - for making me understand there are also fuckheads in the world, not only good people.
Thanx to all my friends and relatives who haven't left me alone during this part of existence. School is over, and our communicating, friendship and relations continue, what else could you think? Don't you believe in eternal things?
I'm grateful to all online friends for reading and commenting my pieces of marasmus, standing the bugs in my head and becoming virtually real.
@музыка:
Leaves' Eyes: Tale of the sea maid
@настроение:
grateful
you're all grown up now...
I'm glad it was a good day for you...
but where are the pictures?))
Btw, where are pics of Miya's graduation?
argh... don't remind me. I gave them to my sister to scan them - and she lost them somewhere...
It's a usual situation. ^_^
ps: where did you get those shoes?)))
If I was there, I would fall in love
de Marco, thanx, so nice to hear /I mean - to read/
p.s. i never knew that blue roses exist O_o i`ve never seen them anywhere)
There are blue roses, they're quite rare and expensive, and their color is not exactly blue, they're sth between gray and violet. But dyed roses can be anywhere.
Thanx, I did my best. ^^
One guy was in a white suit.
My congratulations! Photoes are terrific. Very beautiful. Very cute.
I like everything-dress, shoes, jewerely,make-up (
I had been a great day,huh?))
Aaa, you are so thin. You make me feel jealous))
Thanx!!! The hairstyle and makeup were done profesionally, and the roses are... dyed! =)))
Yes, the day was wonderful, and most of all I liked... having hair and makeup done, being busy, talking on the phone all the time...
Being thin is my curse. Nothing to be jealous for. Unfortunately guys are not dogs and bones do not attract them.