Monthly Archives: July 2009

My summer kind of kicks ass.

Will update more on life later, for now, two very important things of kickassery:

1. I went to Comic-Con International in San Diego for my second time, and I’ve finally did what I’ve always wanted to do…costume play! Yeah, that’s right, I’m a grown-up and I dressed up for a geek convention…and I liked it.

I was dressed up as the female counterpart of Kakashi from Naruto.  My buddy, Pris, was dressed as the female Joker (her makeup looked friggen’ SICK), and my other buddy, Jason, was also a Naruto character.  The two other guys, Mina (Pris’s fiance) and Matt (my boyfriend), were dressed up as humans. Original? I think so.

I had a blast.  I saw other cool geeks dressed up.  I saw lots of cool gizmos and gadgets.  And since I was dressed up, a lot of people took photos with me.  There was a point where I was alone, and just out of the blue, people, in large groups, were taking photos of me, complimenting on my costume and my red “sharingan” contact.  I never had this kind of “celebrity” treatment before, and I ain’t gotta lie, it felt kind of nice to be noticed and to have the flash going off in your face as if you were getting mauled by the paparazzi.

The downside of this experience was not being able to go to a panel, namely The Big Bang Theory sitcom.  Also, my ninja mask.  I was sweating profusely in there.  And I wore the mask prior to the convention so much (for fun) that it loosened up, and I had to tape it inside during the event. Gah.

All in all, it was fun, and I got to spend it with my closest friends.  I certainly can’t wait to attend and dress up for Comic-Con 2010. Shwing!

2. Last night, I had my sister cut a huge portion of my hair so I can give it away.  My new do is very bold and obviously, very drastic, but I’m really in love with my new haircut.  It’s different!

Do I miss it?

Not even.  Hell, I’d even cut it up eyes, but since my face is kind of prominent with a bit of a masculine touch, people might mistaken me for a dude, or a lesbian.

Proof, if proof were needed.

WOAH! Haven’t blogged in a while.

(Blame it on summer break. I’ve been taking complete advantage of it.

Blame it on my newly fresh boyfriend. Kind of weird to say “my boyfriend” now since I’m a noob at being a first-time girlfriend.

And blame it on the goose. That is all.)

I don’t have time to update my blog with the usual lengthy entries…but I do have time to post that picture in Vegas I’ve been wanting to post!

To make a long story short, I went to Vegas with a group of girls I didn’t know (except for one) for a bachelorette party.  One of the girls, the oldest one of the bunch, didn’t like me at all.  She would sometimes say some pretty insulting things to me, but would translate them into more of a funny and joking manner so the rest of the girls wouldn’t think any of it.  I wouldn’t find it rude had she did the same to the rest of the girls, but I noticed I was the only one who was getting picked on by her.

I don’t know what the reason is, but shit, who cares, I found an amazing photo that proves she wants me out of the picture (literally) and it’s pretty funny:

So the broad who doesn’t like me is the one who is taking the photo.  How do I  know this was intentional and malicious?

1. She doesn’t like me.

2. She was sober when this photo was taken.

3. Look how much negative/extra space is at the top. I could have easily been part of the photo if she would just angle it down like a normal human being should.

4. And most importanly, it’s how she took the photo:

If you look closely, at her reflection, you can see how retarded she looks at attempting to “unintentionally” cut me out of the photo.

Notice where the camera is positioned from her head. Notice the angle of her face. Notice how far she is bending her neck back so that she is facing the ceiling instead of the group of girls.

Way to go asshole, this is the dumbest photo I have ever seen. Even a monkey with down syndrome can take a better photo that logically makes more sense.