Yes, I wanted to write dance, so I did. And I just got a bite of a Magnum classic! Hahaha, it was so hard to get up in school today. My stomach wouldn't cooperate, and my legs were destroyed from the long and harsh cycling tour yesterday, but I made it! Tomorrow we have something called "sew yourself". Not as in "sew yourself so you have a doll that looks like you" or "Sew yourself together with a chair", but as in you sew something to yourself. We'll have to bring or buy something we can sew or repair. I'll bring a lot of cloth I need to repair or decorate. My Biuobyss costume mask will have to wait, because I can't finish it on a single day.

By the way, everybody check out Biography of Mufazzal, it has been updated with a new picture and a new song!

I GOT MY LETTER FROM THE ART AKADEMY, AND I AM IN, AND I M SO HAPPY AND CAN'T STOP WRITING LIKE THIS, YAYAYAYAYAY!

My stomach is making noises, and it feels weird in a bad way. Apart from that I had a great day today. In school amlost everybody in the sewing workshop - where I work - was in a dancing mood. Or at least the ones I like the most. The food wasn't good, but it rarely is. And I got painted in the face! The graphic workshop was practising face painting so they can paint children for money in the center as a part of the Kenya project we have. They asked for some "voluntary faces", and I love to get painted, so I said yes. I became a red Gene-Simmons-look-a-like butterfly with matching red/black striped stockings and a t-shirt with the word "DEAD" written in blood. It's an old t-shirt, so I thought it could be fun to wear. And Mufazzal had fun too. He was playing and frog-dancing with a grown up deer with brown pelt, real deer mask and antlers. I hope we'll meet again.

And now I'll go to sleep.
Godnight and see you tomorrow!

John and I have for a while been talking about the wall in our kitchen, and that it could be fun if I painted it. I couldn't get any good idéas of what I could paint, but then one day John came at told me about this huge watch that only was the "hands". I thought it was a great idéa to paint a giant clock that actually showed the time, so we bought it right away. And the idéa evolved into a giant clock tree with clock birds on it!
And there is 66 clock birds!!! (Wanted it to be 222, because that is my signature number, but that was far too many)
Here is a bunch of pictures of some of them.

Sometimes Mufazzal hears this deep resounding noice as if it were comming from a dark cave or the breath of a giant spirit. He has many times tried to find the source of this mighty presence, but without luck.

As another mystery that he deeply want's to solve, I ask i anyone know what this sound is and means. And how you got to know.

Off topic, I'm going to make a drawing of Mufazzal that will be used on the Biography page I'll make of him. And my boyfriend is now for the last time out filming his music video. They have been working on this nonstop from Friday to Sunday, so I've been very much alone. I can't wait till he comes home. And no more sleeping over actors.

Yes, this is the day when I have to run up and down the stairs to do laundry. It's a funny word now. Laundry. Dry laun. Oeh? And I must be going now, my reservation is from 13:00 to 15:00, so you will not see me between these times. Byeh!

Edit: Now, I'm finally done with the laundry, so if anybody wishes to see me in the forest, speak now, for when my boyfriend comes home, there will be no time to play.

About the endless forest, and new features! A new world called ghostland had appeared, and new pelts, masks and antlers could be optained. It seemed like you had to get through a portal to get to the ghostland, and to do that, you had to do something. I don't know what, I couldn't get through. Maybe you'll have to die.

I think I dreamt about this because of all the skull masks you see in the forest. What are so god damn amazing about the death, gloom and darkness? It is strange that we are attracted to it, when it is something we should fear or keep a dinstance to. But I can promise you this: Mufazzal will never be a selfpity, evil-wannabe emo which is so popular nowadays. That's just so phony, because.. He isn't sad all the time! And neither am I. I think people will die if they pretend to be sad all the time. Either of the pretending, or by being killed by people that got annoyed by it. Think of having a friend being sad al the time. I would probably kill him. Know why? If the world is so freaking sad and there is nothing to live for, then they wouldn't mind being killed! No? Then stop play this shit!

Well, this turned out to be a This-is-my-oppinion-and-I-want-to-smash-it-in-your-head-to-understand blog. Sorry for the last part, I added a bit more, because I agitated myself. Hahaha, I tend to do that sometimes!
Maybe I should check out the forest. It has been boring the last few days because nobody wanted to play. This may be a lucky day. See you in the forest!

P.S. I saw Beowulf yesterday. It sucked, and I hate the creepy features on the monsters. Only thing that kept me watching was because of Grendel is played by Crispin Glover, and after he died, I was too far into the movie, so I had to finish it. Nevermore. Hahaha!

USA Godzilla is in the TV, but is to boring to be watched. I can't find the perfect names I'm looking for, and Fae is missed in the forest. I'll go back to my empty trance of never-becomming-true daydreaming.

Mufazzal and I have always wondered about how to get the orange pelt. We knew that it is the only pelt you can give to yourself, but how? Mufazzal found out today. He ran into the crying statue at the pond by mistake, and came out with the pelt! Woah, he was chocked! But also delighted to have found out. He just loves to explore the endless forest!