Forty-First Spool of Thread-[Written/Voice/Action]
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I...guess I should write this down somewhere before it totally eats at me forever. It's already been two weeks, and I'm still thinking about it just as much as I did the day it happened.
Being in Neku's body was totally weird, but at least it made more sense once we figured out what the point of the experiment was. You turn into what you love or desire the most. Obviously I love Neku the most. But...he turned into Eri. Me-Eri or Eri-Eri, I'm not sure.
I know, I know...Neku says he loves me. We've gone all the way, we've dedicated ourselves to each other, blahblahblah. If that's true though, wouldn't he have turned into the real me instead of her? Does that mean he desires Eri instead? He's never met Eri, but her body...maybe I had the right idea after all. Eri's prettier than I am, most of our class thinks so.
Shiki, stop it. You're better than this now. ...but if that's true, too, then why do I still feel so crappy about all of it?
This sucks. This whole feeling completely and totally sucks.
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[Though the privatized portion of the entry is written, give her a few moments to fiddle and switch it over to voice.]
I didn't really think about it until someone else mentioned it, but it's official. I've celebrated two birthdays here, it's been two years since I've arrived, and I'm not seeing myself leaving anytime soon. I don't think I regret it though.
I mean, I think I've done a lot of growing up in the last two years. I'm seventeen as of a week ago, I've got my own business that's still thriving...well, as thriving as it can be without actually making money, and I've got some of the best friends I've ever met. I really can't say I regret Luceti.
This place kind of makes us grow for the better, don't you guys think? ...actually, now I'm really curious. Does anybody feel like they've changed for the worse since being stuck here? Give me your thoughts, I'm feeling up for some opinions today.
Also, I've decided I'm preparing early for my annual winter blow-out sale. All winter clothing needs to be out of All Passions by the beginning of March. Come by and pick out a sweater or ten!
[With that, she'll just kick back in her shop at the til with Mr. Mew, the journal open and a pop CD playing from somewhere. Come say hi, come call her out on her optimism, whatever.]

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I'd love to be able to travel as fast as you do, you know that?
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It's not all it's cracked up to me. Apparating can make one pretty sick to their stomach.
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How are you, Harry?
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Not so bad. What about you?
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Not too bad, really. Just getting this place cleaned up for the spring.
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I wanted to take a look at some of it. Not that there's much time left to wear it.
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No, but there's always next year...even if I'll have a whole new line by then. That's just how fashion goes though. I've got some sweaters that I want you to try though. And some jeans that actually give you shape. You know you look a lot better in those than the baggier ones you wear sometimes.
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But it's more of the same clothes, right? [Fashion sense escapes him.] I still wear the baggier ones out of habit. [But shape is good!] Er... where are they?
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