That’s right! I’ve started using this website exactly four years ago from today, and I haven’t truly stopped since.

However, I’m not so certain about the future of this site. In the past, I use to write very long, detailed and personal entries, but now I’m starting to notice that it’s becoming shorter, safer and typically replaced with pictures. The thought is disturbing to me because it means I’m either getting dumber or I’m simply going along with the current e-trends. Seriously, I can’t write stuff like I use to write back in ’09.

Can’t you guys tell? We tend to skip reading a lot of words in long entries and only note the key words which clearly reflects in our comments now. We’re more attracted to blogs with pictures because we don’t have to use our brain muscles to read and pay attention.  Heck, Tumblr is growing twice as fast as WordPress, and 99.9% of Tumblr blogs are only made up of “reblogs” of images. No one ever decides to stop and write their own crap nowadays, we just take other people’s posts and share them with the internet.

This is why it is very difficult for me to get into Tumblr, believe me I am trying! Tumblr is definitely a great site–whoever created it is really a genius. But following a person’s Tumblr blog which is made up of “reblogs” from OTHER Tumblr blogs is not appealing to me at all and it SURE AS HELL ISN’T CONSIDERED A REAL BLOG. Yes, at times it can be entertaining but it’s just lazy and everything there seems like it’s constantly being reused and recycled.

Don’t mind me I spose, I’m just an old fart who’s resistant to change. Sigh. Happy Birthday, blog.

(You the illest)

Phew. Ok. Now that I got that out of the way (as an my obsession to quote and rap Nicki Minaj songs), I’m going to write about, yes, obsession–things that I’m currently obsessed with and when I mean obsessed, I don’t mean in the cute definition where “I’m currently obsessed with these cute pair of H&M shorts”–NO. This is worse. This is annoying. And it is real!

Now before we continue, I highly suggest you to play this song while reading the rest of this entry:

1. Watching how-to-dance tutorials on YouTube.

I literally go clubbing only once or twice a year so I s’pose you can say that I am quite clueless when it comes to stomping my feet, grinding on other women’s crotches, pelvic thrusting, and whatever other dance moves you crazy kids do at the club nowadays. A few months ago, when I found out I actually had plans to go clubbing, I knew the last thing I wanted to happen when I’m there was to be that one girl who looks like she’s prepping for a DDR tournament.

So, since “shuffling” sort of recently became quite popular and mainstream all thanks to LMFAO, I, without shame, looked up videos on how to shuffle (lol). I watched a few tutorials that lead me to practice a couple of hours a day for three months. Thanks to my Asian genes and my pathetic drive to master the art of shuffling, I’m in much better shape, I’ve lost all fear of clubbing, and I’m now officially part of the Hardcore Steez Shuffling Crew.

Ok, fine. The last part was a lie, though I’m sure it could’ve made one hell of a great story for “Step Up 8: Shufflution”.

2. Cosplay, Cosplay and Cosplay.

I’m obsessed in a way that I beat myself up all the time for not starting this incredibly fun crafty hobby back in high school, ’cause by the time I’ll be able to make a decent costume, I’m probably going to be too old and saggy to dress up (see: Tiff in 34 Years).

Since last July, I’ve been trying to play catch up by reading an overwhelming amount of research on creating armor and props. My head hurts from all of it, and I think if anyone steps into my backyard, they’re going to get high right off the bat because of the various smells of paint and resin (see: the title of this blog entry). Regardless, I’m having a lot of fun and I really can’t wait to show you guys what I’ve come up with so far (not including the god-awful staff).

3. “These cute pair of H&M shorts!”

Alright, so I gave in.  What can I say? I’m a typical woman who squeals at anything she finds absurdly cute and then shares her finds with her girlfriends. It’s not exactly a pair of H&M shorts like I mentioned, and not truly obsessive…but goddamnit it’s f*cking cute as hell.

PINK & PIMPED STUDDED COLLARS

Photo credit: cheetahisthenewblack.com

Photo credit: atlantic-pacific.blogspot.com

There’s a DIY for that here, and you bet your ass I’m going to do it. Expect a new entry on that soon. ^_^

Dear Sims Social on Facebook,

You are a terrible Facebook app…but I can’t stop, I can’t. You see–you don’t understand what it’s like to create a Sim only to find out that she can’t stop pissing, sleeping, ho-ing around and eating, it just never f*cking ends! And the house? My god, the house, shit’s always breaking, leaking and doing things that’s always chappin’ my ass; I always gotta go fix it.

I can never be free…no, no…not until she’s happy and everything’s perfect. Everything needs to be perfect. Yes. Yes? Yes.

Sincerely,
Forever a Prisoner