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2008 REEEECAP!

December 31, 2008

Since 2008 has been by far the best year I’ve ever had, it’s only appropriate for me to discuss the events that has made this year the finest.

The difference between this year and all the other years before that were the people I’ve met. I have met a lot of great people in 2008 and I still keep in touch with them on a normal basis surprisingly. And with their help, I had the opportunity to finally go out and experience life for the first time like a 20-year-old person should.

Before 2008, I did go out on occasions, but it wasn’t enough, and it certainly wasn’t enough to shut my sister up when she reiterated, “You need to get out more” to me nearly every single day. Before 2008, I had about one friend, and I didn’t even like that friend very much. I’ll be honest here and admit that I was a complete douche back then. I had a bizarre fucked up phase where I had very low tolerance for people and I just didn’t care…as a result for my lack of a social life.

By the end of 2007, that only friend told me I was unreliable and heartless, and that I should start thinking about other people’s feelings. So I took her advice by adding it to my new year’s resolution (I actually do follow them) for 2008 after I had gotten rid of her for good (jk =P). Things were different since then.

Back to the point, here are some of the highlights of my 2008, in chronological order:

1. Going to The Renaissance Faire

It almost felt like I was dropped off into a historic period by a time machine when I first walked into the festival. People there are really, really into the Renaissance culture (they don’t call it Renaissance Faire for nothing right?), like, there was a huge parade for Queen Elizabeth I, and when people saw her, sitting elegantly in her extravagant throne carried by six men, everyone was cheering like hell as if she was the actual queen of England. It was sweet! When everyone else is into it and having a blast, it’s hard not to have a good time.

The food there was scrumptious, ridiculously calorific, but scrumptious. And since I’m the person that likes old-fashion looking knick knacks, it was shopping heaven for me. Every booth had something I wanted to buy, and if I could, I would buy the whole fair. What a fun experience. I’m planning to go again in 2009.

2. Meeting long lost cousins

My parents wanted me to go to a relative’s (who I barely know) wedding, and since I had nothing planned, I decided to go. When we arrived, I was seated to a table of people who were all around my age, I connected with most of them, and later found out they were all my distant cousins (my grandpa and their grandma were siblings). It was so weird! But it was so good! We all hung out after the wedding. I still talk to them from time to time.

3. Going to Comic-Con and Video Games Live

Ah, the start of something awesome. I went on a trip to San Diego with a group of people I didn’t know all too well at the time, but we eventually became good friends. There are a lot of great things to point out that happened at Con and VGL (such as meeting my favorite comic book artists, bumping into online friends on accident, buying lots of cool shit, getting lots of cool free shit, etc, etc~!!!), but for the most part, the people I came with totally made the trip worthwhile and I am awfully grateful that we are all still keeping in touch. We are also planning to go to the convention again in 2009.

4. Being in Katy Perry’s “Hot N Cold” music video.

I like Katy Perry, I like her music, and to get a photo with her and make a quick appearance in her latest music video is quite a feat for me. I met two great girls there, and they’ve kept me entertained while we waiting for hours to shoot. To end the night, one of the girls convinced the group of paparazzis to snap photos of us as they waiting for Katy to come out of the chapel.

5. Karaoke, roller skating, pool, and bowling nights

I’ve actually never done any of the four until this year, and now I know why people are so hooked on them. They’re fun! Shit, they are fun. Although, roller skating in a roller rink is a little more hazardous than fun, I don’t know how many bruises I’ve received from hurtling into walls and people, but they were bruises of joy.

6. Painting the “Jawws” mural

I’ve always wanted to paint teeth over my original mural, and since most of my friends were too busy to help paint it, I called one of my former classmates from painting class, Hai, about the project and he was ecstatic to paint it with me. I was more than happy when the teeth were done since I didn’t expect it to look that good! Not only did I get awesome mural out of that experience, but also Hai and I became closer as friends.

7. Going to Six Flags Magic Mountain

It was my first time going to Six Flags and boy did I have a kickass time. The thrills of getting scared shitless as you’re soaring through the sky, then instantly plummeting towards the ground following by a woozy vertical loop is more than I can muster.

8. Scaring people (not kids! grownups) on Halloween

I scared A LOT of people when I was dressed up as a zombified Snow White, and if I didn’t get screams, I got a lot of petrifying stares and side comments such as, “Holy shit look at her.” By the end of Halloween night, I felt like I succeeded…in scaring people.

9. Going to Spike TV’s Video Game Awards

Without Brooke (who I acted with on the last project), I would have never gone and had such a marvelous time. She’s been inviting me to movie premieres, private parties, and awards show, so huge, huge thanks to Brooke; I don’t know how I can ever repay her.

10. Going to a Metallica concert

Matt wanted to invite me to a Metallica concert, only problem was, I don’t listen to Metallica! Being the good sport he is, he sent me a few Metallica songs that might be playing at the concert, so I can get a feel for their music. Their songs, overall, were ok, some good ones and some…meh. When we were there at the concert, the first song they played totally blew me away, and so did the rest of them. Their music sounds really good live.

I don’t know, maybe it’s a combination of watching Metallica fans go berserk, head banging and throwing their fists in the air; watching a plethora of super lasers discharging out of hovering coffins suspended from the ceiling; and feeling the unremitting pulsation and pounding of their awesomely raucous and intensifying music. Just the energy that I’ve felt at the Metallica concert, compared to all the other concerts I’ve been to, is beyond description, and I’m glad I got the opportunity to experience it for myself. Thank you for a good time Matt, if you’re reading this.

All in all, 2008 has been pretty good to me, and I can only hope it’ll be as good as 2009.

Happy New Years everybody.

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Mmm the smell of good movies and my half-assed reviews

December 27, 2008

I saw three movies yesterday.

The first was “The Curious Case of Benjamin Button“. This is a beautifully made film. It is so good that I don’t think I can ever describe and capture the true beauty of this film. Everything about this film- the makeup, the editing, the acting, the pacing, the visuals, et cetera is a work of art.

There’s something that films can rarely make me do, and that’s crying. Two films I can only remember that actually made me cry a lot were “The Lion King” and “Wall-E” (“The Lion King” probably doesn’t count because that was in first grade). Now, I can proudly add Benjamin Button to the list of films that jerked my tears, because it did, in fact, made me cry like a little baby. I even bawled in the beginning of the film when I saw Benjamin as a seven year old. Just seeing the image of a child (he was born “old” and ages in reverse) who’s unable to walk or even stand up, because he had a 70 year old something weak and shriveled up body was already emotional for me. I was immediately drawn in to Brad Pitt’s character, and I was convinced that he was an actual child, and not of an elderly man despite his appearance.

Benjamin is physically getting younger and everyone body else around him is growing older, thus making the conclusion of the film to be inevitable. My brother (yes, the guy who didn’t like my Christmas gift) said it was one of the movie’s major flaws, but I beg to differ. Knowing the outcome of the film sure as hell doesn’t spoil shit. It is not the meat of the story, it is how the story evolves is what makes it so captivating.

I would also like to point out the digital effects used in the film; it is so advanced and well made that it doesn’t look like the work of CGI. I mean really it’s flawless. The transformation that Brad Pitt (Benjamin) undergoes through roughly every stage of his life is breathtaking.

The film also offers healthy doses of comedic relief…lightning. That’s all I’m going to say haha.

The ending of Benjamin Button was deeply moving and riveting. It made me wonder about the cruelty of time and nature, and how nothing ever lasts.

The next film I watched was “Slumdog Millionaire“. Before watching this, I read a synopsis of said film and it really didn’t get my attention at all. From what I can tell, it was about a dude who was a contestant on India’s own “Who Wants to be A Millionaire” and he was getting all the answers right and shit. Wow boring! This plot is lame! I was not planning to see this movie, at all, until other people had recommended it to me afterwards.

So I went to see the movie the other day, and boy was I wrong.

Everything about this movie is memorizing and the structure of the story was handled with sheer meticulousness.

I really liked the way modern India was depicted. It revealed the cold harsh reality of child exploitation, greed and violence. And thorough out the film, we see the nation develop into an economic power country. The visuals were vibrant and flourishing; it captured the mountains of garbage and waste, it captured the fast moving trains, it captured the ridged roofs of shanty towns, and other parts of the country where tourists rarely gets to see.

Even the subtitles caught my attention. It was colorful and it popped out in random places, I loved it!

I’ve never seen a movie quite like Slumdog before. The very ending of the film threw me off, but in a good way, kind of like, “What-what the hell are they doing?…Oh ok that’s kind of neat.”

I highly recommend both Slumdog and Benjamin Button, they are both at the top of my list as best movies for 2008.

You know what I don’t recommend? “Seven Pounds“. Hly shit that was the third movie I watched yesterday, and I absolutely hated it.

Since this film failed at being awesome (or even “average”), I will make this snappy and write a list of why it sucked hard:

- There were a lot of flashbacks in this film where you can’t tell if it’s a flashback or not, thus throwing a lot of people off.

- The relationship between Ben Thomas and Emily Posa (Rosario Dawson) is extremely premature that their love for each other did not seem genuine, and it would’ve been considered psychotic and idiotic if it were to happen in real life.

- It’s boring. Ben Thomas (Will Smith) is constantly stalking and harassing people, you don’t know why he’s doing it, and most importantly, you don’t really care to know.

- His motives behind his peculiar actions are finally revealed in the end, and once you find out, it’s like, “That’s it? This is what I’ve been waiting for?”

- The focal point of the story is that Ben is trying to help people. Though he doesn’t seem to connect with the people he tries to help (except Emily), and his actions to “help” others seem impulsive and contrived, and it doesn’t come from the heart.

- This is supposed to be a tear-jerker movie, but I didn’t shed a single tear, in fact, I did the opposite, I laughed.

- Hint: Jellyfish made me laugh.

In other words, don’t see this movie. Check out “The Curious Case of Benjamin Button” and “Slumdog Millionaire”, you won’t be sorry!

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My first failed Christmas gift (that I’m aware of)

December 25, 2008

My older brother is truly the hardest person ever to shop for because he doesn’t like anything. I mean, really, this guy can be an asswipe.  He likes basically nothing and he’s brutally honest about it.  The best compliment he has ever used was “it’s alright”…but I’m not really sure.

I was having a lot of trouble figuring what I should get him for Christmas until I remembered that one of the extremely few things he actually likes are fishes and aquariums.  Yeah, what a nerd.  So yesterday, I went to a pet store and bought him a really cool fake rusty-antiquey looking anchor that I thought would look really awesome in his aquarium.

Last night, he had gotten home from his vacation in Big Bear and Vegas.  Him and his girlfriend eventually came into my room to give me the presents from them to open.  I ended up getting a book, perfume, and an air freshener.  I was excited about it.

After I had opened up my presents and had thank them muchly, I handed him the bag that contained his gift.

He opened the bag, took out his anchor and looked at it with a half-assed grin on his face.

“It’s something for your fish tank,” I smiled, also half-assed. “I thought an anchor would look really neat!”

“Aww, that’s really nice,” his girlfriend told me.

“I’m not going to use it,” replied my brother, the asswipe.

(five seconds of awkward and ever so humiliating silence)

“Well…I-uh-um…can I have it back then?” I gave out my hand, desperately trying not to look bothered. “I like it! I can use it for my bedroom. Yeah.”

He handed the failed Christmas present to me, and I walked away, in shame.

Frankly, I’m a little butt-hurt, but in a way, it was a good thing.  For if it wasn’t his cold and bleak honesty, the anchor would’ve been thrown right into the trash, never to be seen by humanity again. Instead, it is in my bedroom, safely displayed on top of my dresser for all to see:

But uh anyways…Merry Christmas and happy holidays everybody!

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Big smiles in Little Tokyo

December 23, 2008

Man, I love my friends.  They’re always a blast to spend time with.  They’re so great that we all hung out for 12 hours yesterday. 12 hours!

At noon we went to Little Tokyo in downtown Los Angeles for Christmas shopping and managed to find a lot of stuff to buy for other people and for each other. I bought myself a, um, I don’t know, I call it a “karate kid bandana thing” because it reminds me of the bandana (which isn’t really a bandana hence “thing”) worn by the karate kid in the film “Karate Kid”…only not. I don’t think I’m really going to wear it, but everyone’s gotta have a karate kid bandana gotdamnit!  I also bought myself a samurai sword letter opener.  It’s so badass. It looks like a samurai sword, but in miniature barbie size.

Before leaving Little Tokyo, we walked over to the restrooms at their indoor mall.  The ladies room was locked, but I heard a lot of shuffling noises in there.  There was an old beat up paper, with bent corners and a brown-yellowish coloring around the borders, posted up on the ladies room door that read:

THIS RESTROOM IS CLOSED FOR CLEANING

PLEASE USE THE RESTROOM ON THE 3RD FLOOR

YOUR MOM’S NOT HERE TO HELP PICK YOU UP. PLEASE HELP

Which was uh, kinda weird.  There was also a small writing in red that was written at the top corner and it said, “Wat?!” Looks like somebody didn’t get it either.

What I think he wanted to say, originally, was, “YOUR MOM’S NOT HERE TO PICK UP AFTER YOU. SO HELP A BROTHER OUT.” Right?

Afterwards, we drove to Cerritos and ate at a Vietnamese pho restaurant.  It was Tyler’s first time eating pho, but he didn’t eat very much of it, so I helped him finish his bowl.  For desert, we had cha (kind of like jello soup), Tyler didn’t want to taste it.  I guess he doesn’t like Vietnamese food very much haha, but everyone else enjoyed their dishes. I ordered spring rolls, they were deliciousouosus!

We went to Borders and we stayed there for a while, mainly in the graphic novels section.  I think they were checking out Anime/Manga stuff, and I was catching up on my Marvels (of course).

After Borders, we got coffee and chilled and chatted.  We all took out our driver’s license just to see the hilarity of our pictures.  We played hangman and it was, surprisingly, fun.  Because of hangman, I did learn a new geographical location, Botsuana. Yup.

We ended the night around midnight, and I left with a satisfied (and more) feeling…and stomach.

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My Christmas Wishylist

December 19, 2008

World War Z: An Oral History of the Zombie War by Max Brooks

I’m really bad when it comes to reading books.  98% of the books that is currently on my bookshelf has been read…halfway.  Oh I plan on finishing all of them, pages are still bookmarked and everything, but it’s probably not going to happen in this lifetime.  Actually, I really don’t know why I’m asking for another book, but this one’s about zombies man! And believe it or not, I did read the whole book of The Zombie Survival Guide (safety first!), which is also written by Max Brooks, so I think I’ll get into WWZ without a sweat.

Betseyville or Betsey Johnson bag in studded shiny (or not shiny) black leather

I’m really not into bags.  Whenever I go out, I normally take my cards, keys, and cellphone with me, so there’s not much to carry had I use bags.  But if there’s one bag out there that I’d rock regardless of my lack of shit to put in, it would most certainly be the Betsey bags.  Bags designed by Betsey Johnson/Betseyville are straight up tacky and over the top…but I like it.  And I think carrying bags of gaudiness would perfectly balance everything out whenever I have a normal plain ol’ outfit on.

Disney Pixar Ultimate Movie Collection

I’ve loved every movie Pixar has made for Disney, and I still like watching them whenever I get the chance to, so I’m pretty sure this item was made for me. And remember, this isn’t Disney Pixar Movie Collection, it’s Disney Pixar Ultimate Collection. Ultimate. That’s fucking hardcore, man.

Every gotdamn music soundtrack from movies by Quentin Tarentino

I’m not sure if Mr. Tarentino gets to select his choice of songs for every movie he’s directed, but each and every song I’ve heard from all of his movies brings a sweet feeling of orgasm to my ears.  The songs in Grindhouse Death Proof is at the top of my list of most orgasmic.

Marvel Zombies 1, 2, and 3 in hardcover

Marvel Zombies is one of the most interesting reads to come out of comic books.  The concept of Marvel Zombies is genius.  Just imagine a horde of Marvel comic book characters turned into flesh-eating zombies who are able to retain their humanity.  That’s frightening…and pretty awesome.  I’ve finished the first volume, and and the first two issues of the 2nd volume, and would love more than anything than to finish reading all of it.

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Spike TV’s Video Game Awards 2008

December 15, 2008

I just got back home from one of the most kickass experiences in the world that is the Video Game Awards 2008!

Fuck! It was spectacular I don’t know where to begin! The only bad part was just the long, excruciating hours of waiting out in the cold, but it was definitely worth it.

I invited my friend Hai to the awards show, and we took off around noon to Sony Pictures Studio. We ended up getting there pretty early, and so the wait was pretty long…and awfully freezing. We were stuck in a long line in their parking structure for nearly two hours. I forgot to bring a jacket and the air was so cold that my lips were turning purple, every part of my bone trembled, and pretty sure my goosebumps had goosebumps.

Two hours later, our line (there were about five separate long lines) finally started moving first and we were transferred into a large empty warehouse where there was even more waiting. As the minutes started to pass by, more of the people from the previous lines eventually started to come in.

The wait was very long and the weather was still chilly, but during that time, Hai and I met a group who was standing behind us and surely, they were an awesome bunch to interact with. Their names were Leejay, Mike and his girlfriend (I forgot her name!). From time to time, I would turn around and butt in to add in my comments to them every time I overhear something interesting or funny, but eventually the butting in comments turned into an entertaining extended conversation on video games, board games, the brilliant idea of putting donuts in our jackets and discreetly selling them to the audience while they were warm due to our body heat (we were hungry! Hunger causes delirium), how absurdly slow and primitive we are at telling time from a numberless watch, and we talked about a flashy dress a girl, standing next to us, was wearing; it was laden with silver sequence and other silver shiny stuff and we thought it would be cool to point a laser at her dress.

After about a few hours of talking and laughter, we were finally transferred to the actual studio where the awards show took place. In the studio, there were three different sections in the room: the stage, the lounge/sofas surrounding the stage (where the big guns and celebrities are seated), and the behind the lounge were a cluster of transparent chairs for the regular audience. The casting directors did not tell us where to sit so me, Hai, and our new gang of friends took the next best seats in the section for the regular audience. It wasn’t close to the stage, but it was good enough.

It was cool at first. As we were waiting for the show to start, we ate bread sticks that were the size of straws, and ordered drinks for free. But a few minutes later, we noticed that people in our line were starting to get kicked out from their seats, and were replaced by other people. Nerves start to kick in.

A new group of people, who we also made friends with, sat next to us and told us how they were initially kicked out because they were sitting in somebody else’s assigned seats. One by one, people are getting kicked out from their seats, and from there on out, I finally realized that we’re seat fillers, and the good seats we’re sitting at the moment are not going to be ours very soon.

Honestly, I was fucking pissed. This meant that we can only sit in the seats that were not purchased (we got in for free, huge HUGE thanks to Brooke for hooking us up). Those seats are probably at a very shitty way-in-the-back spot, and our group will probably be separated from each other had we sat somewhere else.

I wasn’t going to downgrade and settle for a much shittier spot, I wasn’t. So I came up with an idea. A fucking brilliant idea if I might add. It is possibly the best idea I had ever thought of, because everyone else followed, and that idea lead us to the very front of the room that we could literally touch the stage with our own bare hands and probably watch the sweat roll off of Jack Black’s head.

“The pit,” I thought to myself. Remember how I mentioned about the separate lines we had in the parking structure? Well one of those lines was a “special” line, or a line we’d like to call, “The Beautiful People”, because that particular line were composed of theoretically good looking people who were handpicked by the casting directors to stand at the pit whenever a music artist or a band performs on stage.

I guess we were not beautiful enough to have made it to said line, but after getting kicked out from our original seats, I told Hai and LeeJay that we should join “The Beautiful People” up in the very front and “if they kick us out of there too, then oh well, we tried.” Having said that, I casually walked toward the stage, passed the maze of the lounge, and to the pit, followed by seven other people, and no one seems to notice.

“Look beautiful guys,” said Leejay. Laughter ensues. We made it!

We were only at the front of the stage, or the pit, whenever there was a performance. And when there wasn’t, we were all moved by the casting directors to the side of the room, which wasn’t bad at all.

When the show started, we were first shown a hilarious introduction video of Jack Black (the host) having a hot and steamy “threesome” with a PS3 and an Xbox, only to get caught by his wife, the Wii, along with his son, the Nintendo DS. The sex was actually rather gross (and funny) because it was pretty convincing.  He was caressing them, taking out PS3’s wire and inserting into the Xbox, and then boning them in the end…yes boning.

We watched LL Cool J, The All American Rejects, 50 Cent and his G-unit crew, and Weezer perform, all within meter stick distance. Ah, I couldn’t ask for a better place to sneak to.

Other celebrities I saw and had me in uber starstruck were Megan Fox (I called her name and she waved at me, OMG!), Kiefer Sutherland (photo above, see we were THAT close to the stage!!!!), Mike Tyson, Kristin Kreuk, Eliza Dushku, Doogie Howser, Chris Evans, Marisa Miller, Ben Stiller’s dad, and other celebrities I can’t think of at the top of my head.

It was a very good night. I met six other people there who are seriously awesome in my book. I got to be in a room with people who all have one thing in common: our love for videogames. People saw us on TV.  I got the best seats in the house. And to top it all off, Left 4 Dead won Best PC Game and Best Multiplayer Game. It’s definitely a great way to end the year with. I couldn’t ask for a better night.

PS- Cameras and phones were not allowed, so I was not able to take any pictures during the show. Hmph! So I managed to get a few pictures before the event (photo at the top), and after…which isn’t that exciting since none of it was DURING the show.

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Kanye West shutter shades are dumb

December 12, 2008

I can’t believe the number of dumbasses out here that wear Kanye West’s “shutter shades” casually as if they were actual sunglasses.  Every time I see somebody wear that, I’m usually tempted to poke both of their eyes right through their shutter shades with my fingers all stealth-like and then say, “That wouldn’t have happened if you wore real sunglasses. Sucks doesn’t it?”

I don’t get it.  They’re blinds in glasses form, except they don’t close.  Why would you want to impair your vision by looking through blinds all day? Or even a better question…why would you want to wear them while driving? Or even a better question…why would you want to wear them and take a photo of yourself driving with them on while driving?

Yes, the caption does say “Driving with my shutter shades”…twice. Yes, he wasn’t kidding. And yes, this is what he sees when he has them on, I shit you not:

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I need to defriend a friend

December 9, 2008

When I find something bad or annoying about one of my friends that could possibly be detrimental to our friendship, I have no problem bringing the subject up to them just so we can resolve the issue.  However, there is one particular “friend” who I can’t stand and I don’t have the balls to bring it up only because the “issue” that I have with her isn’t that bad or serious, but at the same time, I can’t stand it, I’ve been purposely screening her calls and ignoring her messages, and as cruel as this may sound, I don’t have a problem if we lose contact with each other entirely.

The main problem I have with her is that she hogs every friggin conversation and she never shuts up to let you talk.  Every conversation I’ve had with that motormouth has only been one-way communication: One person speaks and no feedback is allowed.  She definitely possesses some good traits, like, she can be fun and entertaining because of her feisty personality and she’s an incredibly intelligent person, but her own mouth outweighs the goods by a whopping landslide, it’s unfortunate.

Don’t get me wrong, in certain situations, it is okay to just listen and simply allow the other person to spill their beans to you, but it absolutely cannot be that way all the time. In a normal discussion, it is common sense to talk and pause every minute or so to let the other person talk and/ give their feedback and vice-versa, but she, on the other hand, doesn’t understand that!

It is so bad that if I want to say something, I always have to interrupt her.

It is so bad that when I interrupt her, she interrupts me right away.

It is so bad that I’m blogging about this.

So here’s how our conversation would look (er…or “sound”?) like in a nutshell:

Motormouth: Timmy and I are dating now. He’s so sweet! One time, I got this text message from him and it said, “I wurv you a lot and I miss your feets”. And I’m like, “That is so cute. I’m going to save this text…forever.”

Me: Aw-

Mouth: I miss him so much. Man, I can’t wait to see him tomorrow.  Oh yeah, and then school’s pretty stressful-

Me: Mm hm

Mouth: I have to study for two tests. I’m working on one project and writing a five-page essay about sea sponges-

Me: Hey sea sponges are-

Mouth: it’s pretty aggravating because sponges aren’t that fun to write about.  I mean what do they do? Nothing really. I rather write about killer whales and dolphins-

Me:  Mm hm

Mouth: They mobile and stuff, as oppose to sponges. Sponges…I wash my dishes with them-

Me: You know-

Mouth: Dude, there’s this cool show I went to the other day-

HOLD UP. NO HOLD UP. JUST HOLD UP MIGHTY MORPHIN POWER MOUTH. I DO NOT HAVE TIME FOR THIS.

Yeah, I’m not really sure how to bring this up to her.  I don’t like the idea of ignoring her phone calls, but I feel it’s the most “reasonable” thing to do, since it’s not that big of an issue.

We’re going to bump into each other at one point or another, and when that time comes, she’s probably going to ask for an explanation due my um…absense haha.

Any advices?

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L4D and Christmas Tree

December 8, 2008

Finally, my sister and I had the chance to put up the Christmas tree the other day (I know, I’m a little late!).  It took a pretty long time to finish, there was so much shit to hang and tie and wrap and sprinkle that I almost gave up halfway, but we made it! And we did a a good job.

Picture on the left. Is it the most beautiful thing you’ve ever seen or is it the most beautiful thing you’ve ever seen?

I just bought a PC game called Left 4 Dead and it practically owns my life, which explains why I haven’t really been on the internet lately or even outside for that matter.  I’m not a hardcore gamer.  I tend to have very little patience with video games and I get bored quickly, but when I find a really good game, I’d clear my schedule out and say peace out to my family, friends, boyfriends, and pets just to make (big) room for some serious 24/7 gaming.

Left 4 Dead is one of those few games that kicked me in the groin, grabbed me by the collar of my shirt and said, “This game is pretty badass, so get into it motherfucker”. It lured me right in from the moment I started watching the introduction:

Knowing that I was about to get myself into THAT kind of crap was remarkably frightening, intimindating and nerve racking, and if a game can make me feel all of the three then it should certainly be worth the try.

I played it, and lots of it. There were a lot of sleepless nights, relentless starvation and ruined friendships (not really =P) because of this game. Yes, it is that good.

L4D is nominated for a couple of awards for Spike TV’s Video Game Awards (I will be attending!), and it deserves to win every single category, especially for best multiplayer game.

*is off to play L4D*

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Tiff in Real Life

December 2, 2008

I’m going to let you in on a little story that had just randomly popped up in my head today, and I’m going to write this down because there’s a point to it, so stick with me here.

Last year I met a guy on MySpace. Let’s call him John. John liked watching my YouTube videos (I don’t have them anymore); he also liked reading my blogs since he found most of them to be “raw”, abrasive and direct. Because of that, we then started to exchange messages on MySpace and talked on AIM for a bit.

He was going to fly to Los Angeles to visit his friends there, and since I live about 45 minutes away he suggested that we meet up. He seemed pretty cool. He was smarter than most guys I’ve encountered, and he was funny and interesting, mostly in a vulgar condescending sexist way, so I figured, “Sure why not?”

The day that he arrived to LA was the day before I leave to Boston and New York, obviously we didn’t have much of a choice to pick a date. So during the only day in which we were available to hang out, I brought a friend along, and he did the same. We met up at the beach, and things are already off to a bad start.

I couldn’t get him to open up. I asked him questions that never made it to a full on conversation. I threw in random jokes and funny comments here and there in attempt to break away from the awkward tension. But something seemed off about him. The way that he played with his thumbs, the way that he sat in his chair, and the way that he glanced at other people made it appear as if he was simply waiting and expecting something else from me, something specific. I just had to find what it was to unravel the John I knew online, but I never did. I gave up anyway since he made no efforts either.

We ended the day with an awkward and unsatisfying taste left in my mouth (and probably his too) but luckily, we both had vacations to look forward to. So that weird and uncomfortable incident I had to endure was moved to the side… I had a gawddamn vacation to enjoy.

When we both got back from our trips we eventually talked about it. I told him that I was disappointed when we first met up. He felt the same way, and the reason being he was expecting a different side of me, and he didn’t get it.

Oh…so he was expecting something else.

We talked some more and I later found out that he was anticipating meeting the bad-mannered-cursing-like-a-sailor-who-is-pissed-off-at-everybody Tiff like he reads in my blogs and watches in my videos but ended up with the Tiff who is completely normal and slightly dorky on occasions because she spouts her favorite movie quotes and laughs at her own jokes.

So the point of the story is: If you meet me in person and expect me to tell you to go fuck yourself and everybody else in the world because I’m supposedly angry and abrasive all the time, then you would surely be disappointed.

Why?

Because I’m not socially retarded. In “real life” I’m pretty nice, polite, and likable. I’m not blunt. I don’t creep people out. I try to avoid confrontations. I treat everyone with respect. I don’t freeload off of people’s food. And I certainly don’t go off on a tangent listing my aversions then go into detail on why they piss me off unless you ask for my opinion.

Sometimes I do swear. Sometimes I say “fuck” more than Orange County people say “like” but it really depends who I’m talking to and how comfortable they are with my use of profanity.

My writings can sometimes be different from the way I am perceived in person because I usually don’t describe what I do on a day to day basis (unless something funny/weird/interesting happened, but my life is pretty much normal). That shit bores me and I’d probably end up typing myself to sleep if I wrote how I walked the dog and then studied for a Biology test while eating Mac n Cheese.  When writing, I tend to pick out the ones in which I have fun writing about.  I write for myself and I let everyone in.  I do it at my own pace. No expectations. No courtesies. No politeness. Just me.

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