Teacup.

So, I heard that Dreamwidth is the new craze on LJ. Being me, I couldn’t stay away from this new craze and just had to try it out. In fact, I’m creating a few accounts because…well, because I can. And also to book the names. I know, it sucks. Get over it, kids. The Fulcrum has done it, why not me?

But it’s more likely that I’ve become a little bit more desperate in my search to find a free blog/journal provider where I can cross-post all of Teacup’s entries to. If Dreamwidth can make it, then I’ll have to put in a lot more thought into it now, wouldn’t I?

Of course, I just had to check out Encyclopedia Dramatica regarding Dreamwidth first. It helps put things into perspective for me. Their summation of Dreamwidth is right along with my initial thoughts. We’ve been there, we’ve done it. But don’t worry, I still have a small flicker of hope that perhaps Dreamwidth can make it.

In other news, my custom wallet has finally been made and is being shipped over here as I’m typing this. The time it took for it to be made surpasses my expectations. I estimated at least a week. They did it in slightly under a week. I’ve seen a few sneak previews at it and it’s looking fantastic. Can’t wait to have it!

I receive a package of ~goodies~ two days ago containing cute goodies that I ordered approximately two weeks ago from Phoophie. Pardon the LQ picture. It’s from my $12 webcam. XD

The first picture is the three items that I actually bought. A pencil case, mechanical pencil and a stamping…thing. The other four picture contains items that was in the $10 Grab Bag. And half the items in the grab bag were totally alien to me.

OK so, the second picture shows a nursery deco tape and a lunch box plastic partition. Third picture shows a milk carton Iwako(?) eraser and a stamping holder thing. That stamping thing took me a while to figure out what it actually was. I thought it was some mechanical pencil thing or one of those japanese eraser holder thing. But now I know. And realized that I have no use for it…moving on. Fourth picture shows a memo pad that contains two cute paper styles featuring Doraemon I think, and a pack of pencil cap. Yup, a pack of pencil cap. Again, didn’t realize what it actually was until it just…hit me. Pencil cap. Last picture, easy one, a panda sticker pack. The stickers are actually raised so it’ll be kind of hard to randomly stick it in my books…

Oh yeah, the Maluhia pocket mirror.

To be honest, I was actually quite dissapointed in the product. I don’t know how to describe it. Here’s the listing that I bought. This is probably the second time that I’m dissapointed in a product that I ordered online. I left a positive feedback for them because I don’t think it’s their fault my satisfaction level on this product is low. Maybe it’s the price. It did bug me a bit originally. I paid USD$8 which is approximately NZD$13. I just can’t justify my feelings about this product. At the end of the day, I’m not happy I got it. And the seller still hasn’t given me my feedback yet. Hmm.

Still have another two packages in transit to me and another custom wallet still being made in Singapore, not in transit yet. But soon will be, hehehe…

Let’s hope the next few packages won’t be as dissapointing as the pocket mirror.

There’s this girl I know of, take note it’s “know of” not “know”. Her name is Lisa. We don’t get along. But I’m more than ready to settle whatever disputes she has with me. Anyway, that’s not the point of the post. The point that I’m trying to get across is that, in a totally heterosexual point of view, she is one of a kind. She is absolutely stunning. But I seem to be the only one among my other female friends to think so. Guys agree with me though. Heh…

I don’t know, but whenever I see her, I just think of one word. Stunning. I wouldn’t say beautiful because she’s not beautiful, but she can pack a punch for first impression.

We were in the same class for most of our studies back at least five years ago. Just for one year. Haven’t seen her until in the last year, where I went into a clothing shop that she worked at. That was at least six months ago. Then, I saw her again today while I was trying to buy my breakfast on the go. All I could think of was, “Holy shit.”

She has legs that reach the sky. Her eyes are those big doe eyes (but please, don’t be deceived by her cute little eyes cause she’s as gentle as Megatron is. Transformers, anyone?). She has a body that is all…va-va-voom. I just can’t think of another word besides va-va-voom. Honestly, she wears cloths that seriously shows her curves. Her body is like a model. Not like Giselle Bundchen who is all muscles and strength, but more like those sickly thin ones. I’d say she’s close to six feet tall. Her face is small and sharp, with a slight sprinkling of freckles. If you don’t like freckles, never fear, she wears concealers. Her hair is those dirty beach blonde streaked with different shades of blonde and dark brown that reach her waist. Her legs is always smooth.

She is like woah. I’m like an old clunky robot next to her.

Too bad that she’s pretty outside, ugly inside. She hardly ever smiles. She always has this “What the fuck do you want?” expression on her face. Oh well, but she is one of a kind. Absolutely stunning.

Well, I’m feeling very very neutral right now. This comes just after I saw my Biology mark for the supposedly “practical” test. In actual fact, it was an open book test on paper. No practicals whatsoever. Didn’t even need my labcoat. OK, so. My first practical test, I got 21/50. So uh…yeah. Bombed it.

This second test, 24.5/50. I feel so cheated. The median score was only 25.5. I feel like they should adjust the difficulty of the test because the median is only 25.5. Half a mark above the pass-fail line. That is something.

But to put a word, right now, about how I feel about everything, I’d have to say that for every good thing I get, there’s a bad something that’s just happened or just about to. I’m happy at work, fat ass had to destroy it. I finally managed to…let’s just say, do something important for my health, I get my Biology mark.

I’ve got my two finals this coming Monday and Tuesday. After that, I’ve got someone’s birthday dinner to attend. Somewhere between there, I’ll have to wrap up some babyshower presents for a friend of mine who just gave birth last Tuesday.

One thing I don’t get is why every single other person, besides me, insist on addressing the baby girl as “bubs”. The poor girl has a name! Use it! It might have identity confusion. “Is my name Bubs or [insert real name]?” But maybe it’s just me. I never like to use any of these endearments because frankly, I don’t mean it. I’m not going to call my good friends ‘honey’ or ‘baby’ because they are not a honey or a baby and they are not the epitome of honey or a baby.

What makes me avoid these endearments even more is the fact that other peers around my age throws these ‘honey’, ‘baby’ and whatever else they can think off, like it’s nothing. It’s just like the word ‘the’. Use it multiple times that it’s just a word to use.

These teenagers’ conversation can go something like these:
Boy: Baby, what would you like to eat?
Girl: Oh baby, anything you’d like.
Boy: Come on, baby girl. Pick something for your little pumpkin. [At this point, I'm about to throw up.]
Girl: Ummmm, OK then honey. We’ll go with this dish because my little pumpkin can’t eat the others.
Boy: Thanks, baby!

Excuse me a moment while I throw up in the corner. >_> Seriously, people. There is a limit.

If I were to use an endearment, I would use honey-baby. I quite like it.

Back to the supposedly original topic that is my Biology marks, I don’t think I want to pick up my script. I’d rather not, in fact. And hell no, I don’t want to see the sample answers. Case-closed.