THE PSYCHIC PHONE: I had received my very first cell phone when I was around 17 years old. A few months later, I started to notice that every time I called a landline telephone number, I could usually hear what’s going on on the other end before the person accepted the phone call. If the person was calling me, I can also hear them as well before answering it. The novelty of this phone was confirmed when I told one of my friends to start singing something on the phone while he tried to call me.  As soon I pressed the “answer” key, I continued to sing the song from where he left off which freaked him out.

I’ve always wished I could call somebody and hear them say “Ugh, it’s Tiff, she’s so goddamn annoying,” only to have them answer the phone just to hear me yell “Bitch I knew you was talkin smack about me!” *CLICK*

Of course, it never happened. Instead, I would usually hear people coughing, clearing their throats or objects being moved around. Also, I don’t remember it working on cell phones. Mainly because flip phones were prevalent at the time, and these damn flips phones with their flippity floppity covers were insusceptible to the powers of psychic phone!

DROP DEAD TWIRLIN’ MIRROR: My older sister gave me a really tall and heavy three-way mirror once and to give you a better idea of what it looked like, it was at least a feet taller than me (I’m 5’5) and it looked really similar to the one in this picture:

Right off the bat, the mirror had already given me the major creeps. It use to be in my bedroom; it stood right up against a wall, next to my drawers. I barely had it for about a month, when I woke up one morning to a big ass three-way mirror laying down on the ground. Wow, it tipped over, no big deal right? You would think that, but after getting a closer look at it, the mirror–the side of the ACTUAL glass reflection–was facing up.

So it didn’t just tip over. It had to turn around 180 degrees and then fall over. With a mirror like mine, it would take a lot of effort to make that happen because of it’s weight and the placement of it.  Basically, you’d have to pull the mirror a few feet away from the wall it was leaning up against, turn it around and then knock it over. Also, one side of the mirror shattered into pieces due to the impact.

I’ve always wondered what really caused it to fall over on the wrong side and it bothers me that I’ll never know what really happened. So I’ll just imagine that it decided to faint or drop dead in a dramatic fashion because it didn’t want to be a mirror anymore. It gave up.

LITTLE BROTHER: Thankfully, this did not happen directly to me but it happened in the house that I’m currently still living in. One of my older brothers decided to invite a few of his friends over just to hang out during the afternoon. When they were finally getting ready to head out, I overhead an exchange between my brother and one of his lady friends:

Lady friend: “Hey, I saw your little brother in your backyard. Why didn’t you introduce me to him?”

Brother: “Um, I don’t have a little brother.”

Well, that’s all for now. Hope you all have a good night’s sleep!

So naturally, I was scared as shit to try them on for the first time, but once you get it passed your eyelid, everything else is smooth sailing. The process of inserting them into your eye might appear painful (video below) but it actually feels surprisingly nice.

Yeah check me out! This is what nightmares are made of, bitches. Sorry that was rude of me. I know better than that. These are super comfortable by the way. Oddly, a lot more comfortable than the past, regular-sized theatrical contact lenses I’ve worn.

If you’re curious to see how I put them in, check out this video. I rarely record myself so savor this moment where you can actually watch me move and make naturally ugly expressions!

It seems like my hair decided to grow out overnight so it ain’t that short no more. Looking at this picture really makes me want to cut it short again, but I’m sure I will by the end of the year (gotta grow it long enough to donate it first!).

I guess this is just me, trying to be a rad 80′s girl.

That’s Mrs. Cool Guy to you.

I really love this dress. This use to be my boss’s dress until she didn’t want it anymore. I also can’t breathe in this dress.

Not sure what I was thinking with this hairdo, but do I ever think with hairdo?

Yarp.

Keeping an updated blog can be pretty difficult at times, but I’m here to tell you, it doesn’t have to be that way.

There’s no rule to how often you should blog.

If you feel like you only have the time or enough interest just to blog once every two weeks, great. If you haven’t updated your blog in a more than a month, fine with me. You’re the boss of your own blog. Don’t make yourself think that you have to update a few times a week and then apologize to the readers if you don’t. Surprise! Nobody is expecting you to blog consistently. That kind of pressure can only scare yourself away from blogging again.

Don’t burn yourself out.

When you first start a fresh new blog, all you want to do is think about what to post next. You’ll put all your energy and time to writing entries and possible blog ideas that it’ll wear you out fast. Just take a breather and calm down. If you’re really full of ideas and you need to write them all down, I would suggest opening up a new post and write a few first sentences about it, then save it as a draft and come back to it later.

Using a blog on a non-social networking site can be lonely, so find a community.

Using sites like Facebook and Tumblr as your blogging platform can be a lot easier to garner attention because people who are already following you on those sites are “forced” to see it on their own feed. People can also “share” or “repost” what you’ve written. Hell, if you use tags on Tumblr, non-followers can read your entries with the right tag they’re searching for.

On the other hand, blogs like mine (I had to install WordPress) can neither be reposted nor followed (unless you use an outside source). If you’re using WordPress or Blogspot, then find other bloggers who share the same interests as you and who uses a similar blogging platform. Seriously, this is important. I would’ve had a shitty ass time blogging if it weren’t for all the other wonderful bloggers who have been regularly visiting and leaving comments on my site. Most of us are mutually linked to each other.

Why you should try keeping your blog up even when you feel like quitting.

There are many different reasons to use a blog but one of the main reasons to keep at it is to document your writings and store them for memory. Our writing style, attitudes and beliefs change and evolve as we get older, so it’s always interesting to read what you’ve written ten years ago.

Here’s a snippet of what I blogged on May 1, 2003:

KAY so who wants to kno what happen w/ the cheerleaders during 6th periodo?! Kay so we had to run around the track once and one of the cheer girls starts complaining about and says she and the squad only runs around the tree ..this is bullsmack!! So we ran together..and then 10 seconds later..the cheergirls were waaaay behind us. how sad is that?!! it was embarrasing for them..b/c the football guys saw.and realized how the cheergirls were out of shaped (but damn those girls r dam flexible!!..i bet they can put both of their feets behind their heads and roll down a hill !!)….

Embarrassing, yes. Difficult to read, certainly. But funny nonetheless.

May 4th: I realized I’m bleeding due to reasons unknown, and it won’t stop. The blood isn’t thick, it is more of a translucent red color.

May 5th: I woke up with a sore throat. Yikes, I think I’m getting sick. Also, I’m still bleeding.

May 5th: Went out to see Tenacious D perform (very fun) and ate Korean BBQ (very good, but would’ve been more enjoyable if I didn’t have a sore throat) with the boyfriend. When we were on our way home, driving on the freeway on a rainy night, we nearly crashed into another car. The streets were slippery so when my boyfriend tried to press his brakes, his car kept on going and the steering wheels became locked . We were only about an inch or less from hitting another car.

May 6th (the icing on the cake): It’s Monday morning and it’s still raining a bit. I drove onto the freeway and as soon I merged, my car skidded to the side of the freeway. My car ended up spinning a 180 and ended up with two flat tires. I called 911  and they got a tow truck to get me and my car.

The tow truck driver gave me options on what I should do. After I asked him to clarify those options (since I was still shaken up and I’ve never been in this kind of situation before) he became impatient and acted pretty mean towards me.

He dropped me off at McDonalds so I can sit down and call my insurance to see if they’d cover for the towing. They didn’t, so I had to walk a mile to go the towing place where he dropped off my car.

This area is full of construction workers and truck drivers. I swear, I usually wear sneakers and a regular t-shirt and jeans, but not today…the one time I decide to wear a short little dress and an uncomfortable pair of boots was today. While my feet were hurting, the men looked at me and they definitely weren’t shy about it. Yuck.

Spent about two hours at the towing place. I got another towing truck to pick me and my car up to take me to a shop where they can fix my tires. This tow truck driver was soooo much nicer and sweeter than the first one.

Went to the tires shop, and learned that my car is, indeed, fucked up. Waited for 3-4 hours to get my car fixed so I can finally drive home.

It’s been eight hours and I’m finally home. Including the repairs and towing, I spent almost $1000. I also became sick when this all went down.

Kids, this is not how you start off a Monday.

2. Finally got to pose with the glorious orc statue that sits in front of Blizzard Entertainment’s headquarters: Gah. They have such a great workplace with nice and friendly employees. I wish I can work for them.

3. Going to see a therapist for the first time: Not quite something to brag about but I’ve learned a new thing about myself. There are certain habits and quirks I have that–for many years–I thought was completely normal, or at least I thought I was just more sensitive than others. Turns out, it’s social anxiety. Hooray. I’m just glad that this disorder can be worked and improved on. Looking back, now I’ve noticed my anxiety helped contribute to some of my failures in the past (hint: #2).

 4. I have a new favorite burger place: I’m always on the lookout for a good, hearty cheeseburger. Last week, muh boyfriend recently found an incredibly burger place with a pretty interesting scenery.

Not only are there burgers good but their drinks are really delicious and refreshing. Especially their strawberry lemonade drink–it has basil leaves in it!

Yes! This is what we get to see when we’re eating a delicious juicy burger. And yes, I have to be in every picture! If you guys are ever hungry in Irvine, CA, Mick’s Karma Bar is where you want to go.

5. I don’t know, I just like this picture of my friend’s cats and my shoez:

I’m into rollerblading so she drew one of me standing in a giant pair of rollerblades! Ahah! I’m not sure if this was coincidental or not, but I do own a pair of blue rollerblades, so the drawing is pretty accurate and awesome. I’m going to use her for my cosplay bloggy and other things.

Get yourself chibified by Gretch, people! She charges only $1.50 for each artwork which I think is way too low. For her adorable drawing skills, I really think she should charge a lot more than that. Thanks Gretch, you are exceptionally talented!

Hells yeeeeeeaaahhhhh!!!! This is one of the cutest cases I’ve ever seen. Chara-Covers, the company who makes them, offers other comic book characters as well–both Marvel and DC–such as Harley Quinn, Batman, Batgirl, Wonder Woman, Captain America, Iron Man and the like.

The box it came with is practically cool enough to not throw away. And as you can see, it has shock protection. Major plus for a clumsy gal like myself.

Here it is out of the box and attached to my phone. I changed some of my settings so that the wallpaper shows a chibi Wolverine and every time I get a text message, the phone makes a, wait for it…a  SNIKT! sound. Yeah, I’m just way too into my phone right now.

I already read some of the disadvantages to having this case (ie: it doesn’t cover the front side) before making the purchase so I’m well-aware of its minor flaws. However, the awesome details to this item and the amount of compliments I receive because of this case is just SO damn worth it.

The reason why I take such pride in my wallet because it’s not even really a wallet. It’s incredibly small and compact yet it fits all of the things I need to carry with me on a daily basis. I can put it in the back of my pockets or a really small purse if I wanted to. And most importantly of all, it sparkles.

The inside of my “wallet” sadly doesn’t contain anything interesting. Besides the credit cards, insurance cards, and the appointment card to see my gyno that I don’t want to show off in the picture, I have the following: A few gift cards, some Benjamins (though I typically don’t carry that much cash with me),  and a lot of stamp cards to various boba tea places. What can I say? I always love me some boba.

Oh yeah, so where as I? Right. WonderCon in Anaheim! This was my first time going to WonderCon. It’s like most other video game & comic book conventions, but still very fun nonetheless.

One of the highlights of this event was getting to see David Yost (Billy from The Power Rangers). This guy was part of a show that I’ve loved and watched religiously as a young child. To be able to stand just a few feet away from the original Blue Ranger himself was still rather mind-blowing to me.

A few tables next to David Yost’s is the Soup Nazi! Holy shite! Anyone who has watched Seinfeld before should know how absolutely phenomenal this is. The Soup Nazi has his own booth. There are t-shirts, giant soup soups and hats that says “No soup for you!”

I went on a Sunday so as expected, the cosplays were more toned down and/ half-assed. Though, there were some that really stood out from the rest, costumes that made you say “Dayum, das tight,” such as Nightwing and Cable (whom, at the time I thought was an older version of Cyclops…I’m a dolt!).

And speaking of cosplay, here’s my progress so far. I’ve gotten a lot done–if I can’t finish this in time for SDCC then well, I suck.