Fasshon shashin to harou~īn

Recently I have been into fashion with my friend Firefly. It just so happens that I'm getting these items for my birthday on Nov 1st. And look at that, it's the 29th, so only 2 more days until my birthday.

This is the giraffe tunic sweatshirt, and it can be worn as a mini dress also! I'm wondering why Japanese so kawaii... oh yeah, it's Japanese! Haha, but you agree that it has a really cute giraffe print, right? It also has a really fuzzy and warm fur-lined hood. :)

This is the second part of my fashion spree on eBay, a purple Asian jacket for fall. Purlpe is one of my favorite colors, and I admire her cowgirl boots, guess I'll have to get some. I think the model here is pretty, but I'm guessing American models are prettier, and a lot of them are actually famous, I'd never want to be famous, that would be a last on my list, in fact it probably wouldn't even be on my list, you get hawked too much. I guess it would be fun to be a model though, you'd get to try on all these clothes from around the world+Japan!

Oh my gosh, a friend has recently told me that it's going to be Harou~īn in Amerika! I'm in Amerika for Harou~īn this year, so I guess I get to celebrate it with some of my friends, Firefly and Hotaru, I guess Chou too. i'm being the all-in-one famous Japanese character Rilakkuma! he's very kawaii, and my Otōsan keeps teeling me to finish it up, because I'm making it, but I keep telling him, I'll get there when I get there, and if I don't get finished, it will be my loss, not yours. Beatrice and Ivy tell me to say "hi" to everyone on here for them! (they're the vocal ones)

さようなら (Sayōnara)

-Aya

Aki wa ochite iru

That's right, it's very fall-like. The leaves are turning the most beautiful colors now, as I lie in the cold green grass, the breeze gently brushing my face, only to think to myself that nature is calling to me. It whispers the softest whisper, careful not to cause my eardrum to stir, "Come Aya, come play with us here in the forest." I call out to them, "I'll be there in a minute, I'd like to watch the sky turn light blue." I get no answer.
Some people might come up and say, "Aya, no matter how long you wait, you won't get any reply." But I say, "If you've never heard trees call to you, maybe perhaps you aren't listening hard enough. I'd be happy to give you a few pointers some time if you are ever interested." Then, they will look at me as though I was a mystery. I've practiced, the voice inside my head saying, "Aya, don't pay them any mind. Your intentions are much more useful to yourself than any of their silly ideas."
Pretty soon, I find myself lying in my favorite tree, which I think now has the prettiest leaves of all this fall, but I will make sure not to tell any of the others. I rub my hand against it's willow and whisper to it quietly, "Do you believe that pets go to heaven? I do, and I think you should to if you don't already think so."
This tree answers to your heart, not to your voice. So you have to listen real hard, it doesn't come in words, through your heart, and up through your mind, and its your job to turn it into words. The answer was like this if it was in words:
Beevile os I
Which I think means, I believe so. I've talked to this tree so many times, I am an expert. Some days it will take a few minutes for it to respond, other times it takes more than a day. I better go now, the more time i spend on here, the less I know what beauty is. (nature)
-Aya