I know. There are stars on her face.  Cute, right?

Well, maybe if  they weren’t permanent.

18-year-old Kimberley Vlaminck decided to get supposedly three stars tattooed on her face, but she supposedly fell asleep in the process and woke up with 56 stars. What a moron.

After her new face was revealed to her father and her boyfriend, Kimberley decided to sue the artist for the cost to remove all 56 stars, however the tattoo artist is making claims that she actually wanted all of those (tacky) stars.  He even mentioned that she looked in the mirror a few times as the procedure was taking place (more info  here).

Two questions that comes to mind:

-How did you manage to fall asleep when someone’s stabbing your face with a needle?

-Can I call you Starface? Like Scarface the movie, but uh only not?

I’m not buying her story.  If she was telling the truth, then this was how it probably went down on the night she got her tattoo…

Kim: “Hi I’d like to get three stars on my face, just three.”

Tattoo artist: “That can be done, just have a seat.”

Tattoo artist: *begins to tattoo a tramp stamp-I mean star*

Kim: “Hly cow that really hurts!”

Tattoo artist: “The face is one of the most sensitive areas to get tattooed ya know.”

Kim: “I see. Well, boy am I tired! Mind if I sleep until you’re done? It seems like a really good time to get a good night’s rest right now.”

*snores*

Tattoo artist: “One down and 55 more to go…”

Any tattoo artist would make absolute sure on what their clients would want for a tattoo, especially with something so awfully drastic and bold to be put on their very own face.  And Any tattoo artist wouldn’t throw stars at random places without the client’s compliance.

Despite her bullshit excuse–which I’m sure she was insanely drunk when all of that went down–I feel a little sorry for her. If it was already on a person who looked like a freak, I would be indifferent, but Kimberley, poor ol’ Kimberley, looked completely normal, like the type of girl you’d see shopping at Hollister on the weekends, and now she’s got the entire constellation eating half of her face.

If I’m not updating this blog as usual starting today, then it probably means I’m having a kickass time doing kickass stuff.

Now what might be some of those kickass things I will be doing that’s so kickass for the summer you ask?

Well, I’m decorating my new bedroom (hey I consider that to be kickass thanks). I want my bedroom to scream…ohhh I don’t know…five-year-old girl with a sick and twisted fucked-up mind? Mebbe. I bought a bedroom set that’s actually meant for younger girls (lol);  it’s really adorable, has a pure cottage-vintagey taste to it, however, I’m planning to add certain things that will add a touch of creepiness to it, just a touch (An understatement? Mebbe).

I’ve already purchased two adorable plush taxidermy from T&A Friendly for my wall:

Next week, I will be going to Las Vegas for the first time for my brother’s fiance’s bachelorette party.  Part of the trip includes seeing Thunder Down Under, which I am a little nervous by, just ’cause I’m not so much turned on by male strippers. I think they’re gross.  I rather, very much, check out female strippers as oppose to seeing a squad of male strippers completely stripped of their manliness-doing awkward stripper dance routines to which I consider is more feminine.

Then there is my brother’s wedding.  And I get to have their place in Santa Ana all to myself for a couple of days when they’re at their honeymoon. There will be lots of furniture shopping, museums to check out, and foods to eat.

Lacuna Coil show in Hollywood with my kickass friends. Three goals I have for the show is to:

1. Rock out really hard with friends.
2. Not get hurt.
3. To add more deadliness into a deadly mosh pit by performing a roundhouse kick of death (but that could conflict with goal #2 wouldn’t it?)

And the best of all, Comic-Con and Video Games Lives in San Diego!  Will be dressing up as the female counterpart of Kakashi from Naruto!!

So there you have it, my kickass plans for the summer.  And if I’m not blogging as usual, you can look at these tasteful photos that was taken recently at Cheesecake Factory restaurant.  My beauty will surely keep you occupied entranced until the next entry…

I spent most of the day yesterday at the drugstore waiting at the end of a very long line to get my stuff rung up. After waiting for what it seems like eternity, I was finally next in line to purchase, but as soon as I was about to set my things down, the cashier lady quickly slammed a mustard yellow sign down that read:

CLOSED.

PLEASE GO TO THE NEXT CASHIER

Astonished, I turned around to see the reaction on other people’s face but nobody was behind me. I was the last person in line who waited the longest only to get rejected by a CLOSED sign. I stood there, just lifelessly, waiting for the cashier lady to say, “Oh I can take you since you’re the last person.”

…but no. In fact, she did the worse. She pretended I wasn’t there. I read the sign once more, then looked around to see if anybody was laughing at me, and looked at her again. No eye contact whatsoever, she was staring at the monitor.

Before the situation could get even more awkward, I quickly got over it and followed what the sign had ordered me to do: go to the next cashier.

The line wasn’t long compared to the first one since there were two people already before me. And boy, did it take forever…again. The customer who was at the beginning of the line had a shit ton of items and I believe one of their stuff needed a price check. The second customer, the one right in front me, holy shit, didn’t know how to count change or something, so he was standing there, all fucking afternoon, counting change over and over again.

As I was waiting, looking fidgety as ever ’cause I was tempted to count the change for him, the same cashier lady decided to wake up and be a freakin’ blowjob.  That’s right, she’s a gaddamn blowjob and I don’t like her.  What she did was she removed her hideous mustard barf yellow sign and said to the man waiting behind me, “You know what, I can take one more person, why don’t I take care of your stuff sir.”

I swear Ima kill somebody.

Feeling aggravated and a little hurt, I mumbled to myself, “Ughh…you gotta be fucking kidding me.”

The slow-counting change guy turns around and gives me a stubborn look as he’s counting the numbers quietly.  He then looks at the first half of his change and combines it with the other half.  Then I realized what I had mumbled had disrupted his concentration which lead him to start all over again.

Perfect.

About two-three years ago, I was always dragged to eat Dim Sum with my family and I’ve always hated it with a passion because I never liked their food. Today, Dim Sum is my all time favorite type of food.

I have absolutely no idea how I went from disliking it (to a point where I wanted to gag) to loving it…just know that I ate it a few days ago, and then ate it today since I still had leftovers.

There’s still another batch of it for tomorrow.

I took pictures of it, although I don’t think I could entirely capture its true deliciousness:

Yesterday Jules and I manage to go to E3 (thanks to Matt) and we had a blaaaast. I’m not really sure where to start, all I can think of at the moment is, there are a lot of games out there. Shit there are a lot. And there’s not enough time to play all of them-at least the one’s that suppose to kickass. Iuno what to do.

I played the Left4Dead 2 demo, and so far, it feels like it should be an expansion pack of the first Left4Dead because nothing has changed significantly. It was exactly like playing the original Left4Dead, but with added maps, characters, and weapons. I don’t think Valve is that dumb enough to create another copy just to make extra buck, but we’ll see.

Regardless, I’m looking forward to getting to know the new characters. They look really fun! Let’s see, you have a guy sporting an 80’s Miami Vicey outfit; some say he bears a striking resemblance to Julian McMahon from Nip/Tuck. You have this huge black man, who I think is freakin’ adorable, boy is he adorable! He’s the kind where you just want to give a big bear hug and tell him that everything’s going to be ok. You have a hot lookin’ white guy probably in his 20’s…that’s all I have to say about him so far. And finally, a chick, who already reminds me of Zoey because they’re the only girls in the game and they’re wearing pink, but I’m praying that she isn’t just a black version of Zoey, ’cause I’ll be damned if I have to hear another dumb movie quote again.

The special infected haven’t really changed except for tank (that I notice). Tank looks like a giant hillbilly wearing gawdamn overalls.  But what I like about the new and improved(?) tank is he’s capable of picking your body up and slamming it to the ground. Beautiful.

L4D 2 comes out on November 17th this year (my birthday!).

I played a lot of other games, so much that my wrist started to hurt.  Some games and trailers I played and/ saw at E3 that attracted me the most were Uncharted 2, God of War III, Modern Warfare 2, Mag, Scribble Nauts and a few other games I can’t think of at the top of my head.

Now the important question is…how can I find all the time to play all of this when they come out?

I’ve noticed that lately I’ve been on a word vomit writing spree, and as much as I love to talk, and talk…and talk, I think I should give that a rest for today and let the photos (and video) I’m about to post do most of the talking biting.

Last Saturday was Long Beach’s first annual Zombie Walk and “Shaun of the Dead” screening, and I went as a rotting zombie Chinese girl.  Even though my buddies and I were a little bit late for the actual walk, we had such a great time.  The feeling of being in the same area and/room with countless of other zombie fans who are also dressing the “undead” part was quite the delight!

Oh yeah, funny story.  You see that photo of me and the Marvel zombified version of Captain America? I just found out yesterday that we actually know each other online!  But we didn’t recognize each other while the event was in progress. I knew this because he ended up posting a comment on that photo on Flickr that reads, “Hey! That was you???” HA!

I will be ending this entry with a quick video of my friends and I dancing on stage in front of the crowd of cheering zombies.

Note: I was trying to do the zombot (zombie + robot), but the guys had surely beat me with their own gnarly twitching, limping, zomberific dance moves. After the camera stopped recording, the audience was cheering and applauding boisterously, I couldn’t ask for anything better. Acutally, yes, I wish that moment was recorded. =(

Oh well, better than nothing, enjoy!