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— Eva ❖ CODEX // Gemini (@waterpixieva) April 2, 2021

I DID NOT DO THIS ON PURPOSE

YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
HOW DID THIS HAPPEN

(of course, now with this post, i've ruined the balance)

Foam

A few days ago, I was hanging out with Myst and Dibur and Fome's bands at Fome's band's studio. Or more like Myst and I were being groupies as they performed a pretty legit concert for us and jammed away all night. (Freakin' talented people.) And I had a moment.

One of Dibur's bandmates goes by the nickname Crazy Reiji.
At one point, someone extended that over to Fome, calling him Crazy Fome.

To which I said, "It's the new Silly Putty."

And that is pretty much the highlight of my life and the peak of my intelligent existence.
In that moment, I was a genius.

the crybaby pokemon v.2

Ebah: The Crybaby Pokemon - This weird 20-year-old girl-like water pokemon has the mind of a three-year-old, a sloth-like disposition, and frequent mood swings. It is easily amused by childish things, but otherwise enjoys displaying an "I am not amused and am judging you" facial expression. It is lazy but can be stubborn and hard to deal with at all times. Its attacks are Sing, which can annoy its enemies because of a triggered storm of complaints about throat pains, and Cry. Its weaknesses are mornings, insects with eight legs, and moments when the internet is down. It can quickly be caught if you hypnotize it with Cappuccino Chocolate Crunch ice cream or a plane ticket to South Korea.

the crybaby pokemon

I was randomly browsing my old waterpixie wordpress and found these posts talking about posts that I found back then while browsing my private xanga lmao. Nostalgia over nostalgia. :'D

Sunday, June 17, 2007
Ebah: The Crybaby Pokemon – This weird 14 year-old girl-like water pokemon has the mind of a three year-old, a really bad temper, and split personality. It is easily amused and enjoys driving through random underground tunnels, while easily bored and complains too much. It gives up easily but can be very stubborn and hard to handle as a child. Its attacks are Sing, which can deafen its enemies because of the horrible voice, and Cry. Its weaknesses are caffeine, insects with eight legs, and people who take away her camera. It can quickly be caught if you hypnotize it with chocolate ice cream or a 3-foot plush of Syaoran from Tsubasa Chronicle.

THIS IS ALL SORTS OF GREAT. WHY IS THIS SO GREAT.

Wednesday, July 18, 2007
last night i spent four hours reading my xanga entries from september 17, to december 15. x___x; nonstop, by the way. that’s how much i wrote. =] i knew that someday my blabbering and updating everyday would be put to good use.
<3

it’s funny.
how much i’ve changed.
seriously… heh.

in every post, i get more bitter, and more bitter than before.
and then i start cussing more. and eventually i don’t use ^^ =] x] those happy smilies as often.

O___o it’s funny.

UM. 14-YEAR-OLD EVA.... I THINK.... WE ARE THE SAME?!?! AS IN NOTHING CHANGED?! except I'm talking about me changing. UM.. #ebahdakenologic (Except now I've kind of accepted that I'm a bitter, bitter, profane person AHAHA--)

Lychee

Speaking of analogies.. Yano, Diji, Chiisana, and I basically determined the other day that I'm like a lychee fruit.

Which is kind of great because I LOVE lychee. It's my favorite fruit.<3

And I often use "LycheeMochi" as my username--for example, for tumblr.
(It's actually partially a reference to Henry Lau of Super Junior-M, who's my ultimate bias and who also loves lychee and is nicknamed Mochi and Lychee Prince.)


On the outside, a bitter and prickly shell.

On the inside, soft and sweet.

But even deeper inside, a hard and relentless seed at the core.

10,000

Yes, I would like to personally thank all of the spambots and the many fake websites that tell you that you got hits from them so as to generate returning traffic from curiosity--and the probably, like, 10 people that are real people that actually viewed my blog--for your existence; you are much too kind!!!

(No seriously I'm pretty sure 80% of my views are not real and I hate that because my viewcount no longer serves as an accurate representation of the feedback to this blog--and it makes me unnecessarily paranoid about being in the eyes of others--AND THIS kind of ties back to my rant about youtube video comments because anybody can subscribe or follow back, etc etc but it doesn't mean anything if it wasn't from true interest and if it wasn't earned :c)

Q///A///Q

Aaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

I just got home from my TV Production class, which is my favorite university class ever (aka the only class in college I've ever liked and the very first time I've had fun in college).

Today was the practical--where we got tested on if we could do things hands-on, like use the switcher, audio board, cameras, etc--and when your group wasn't up, you got to just chill in another classroom.
And it was really fun because everyone in our class has gotten tight-knit and it's so ;///; sobbbb they're all awesome people and I never thought I could get along with classmates like that, and especially in college where I usually know nobody.

At one point, my friend got up and left the room mysteriously. When he came back, he was all sweating and we were like, oAo..?!
It turns out he went to his apartment and ran back.

AND THEN HE DROPS A PILE OF CHOCOLATES IN FRONT OF ME... and announces to the class that it's my birthday tomorrow.

So the class sang happy birthday to me AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH >////A////<
AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!

My Typical Work Day

Morning: I'm bored today's a boring day I have nothing to do yawn why am I here
Late morning: I'mma just spam twitter for a bit
Approaching noon: I'M SO HUNGRY WHERE'S MY FOOD
Lunchtime: Suddenly not hungry anymore wtf
After lunch: My food coma brings all the laziness to the yard
A while after lunch: I don't feel so well..
Afternoon: OH MY GOD STRESS STRESS STRESS STRESS
Still afternoon: WHY SO MUCH TO DO WHY TIME RESTRICTIONS OH MY GOD
Later afternoon: HOLY SHIT I NEED TO GET THIS DONE IN LIKE 10 MINUTES THEY NEED THIS PAPERWORK NOW ASAP NOW NOW NOW BLOOD PRESSURE ON THE RISE
5 PM: I'm exhausted. One more hour til I get to go home.. but why do I still have a whole pile of work left to do... fuck I'm working overtime, aren't I
6 PM: dead.

ZENIQUE.

Yesterday I was hanging out with my friend with whom I attended middle and high school, who used to upload fandubs/covers and AMVs under the alias Kojiru.

And what does she hand me as an early birthday present?

This.

My first reaction:

...

YOU

READ

MY

BLOG

(she actually asked someone who went to Taiwan to get it for me omfg)

not sure whether to be flattered or scared.

"Vanity and pride

are different things, though the words are often used synonymously. A person may be proud without being vain. Pride relates more to our opinion of ourselves, vanity to what we would have others think of us."

     - Jane Austen, in Pride and Prejudice

Hm, found this quote on my other blog and thought it was interesting.

Hey I just met you

But I am lazy
.....................
..............zzZZ

Keywords

THAT LAST ONE CRACKED ME UP.

Thanks for the laugh, unknown person of the internet.

"...mentioned wanting to be an mysterious figure in the community, someone with walls all around them and no one knows much about them."
-Lee

ha ha ha.

I kind of was thinking about this before and I came to the conclusion that I'm kind of an internet whore because I don't hide much about myself (or so I think..) and throw myself in every direction with a gazillion accounts on like EVERYTHING (oh yeah I forgot to mention I recently made a soundcloud) and I shove everything I do/see/think in others' faces. It's funny because not only do I openly show my inner colors, I publicly analyze and broadcast every spot of this spectrum of personality.

I apologize.

Tea

I've been really into green tea lately ever since 1) I read in a health textbook that black and green teas are good for you--whereas herbal teas supposedly aren't distinctively healthy--and 2) I noticed that I get headaches a lot because I'm often dehydrated.

The company I work for is based in Taiwan, so we often have Taiwanese snacks and products around from our visitors from HQ. We recently ran out of the Kirkland brand green tea so I dug around our cabinets sullenly, and came across an interesting, sleek, cylindrical, black container that I would've NEVER thought was tea tbh LOL. And just my luck, it was green tea ♥

I found it fascinating because the pyramid-shaped teabag was originally so empty-looking that I thought I was being ripped off. ._. So I set it to brew and left for a few minutes, except when I came back IT WAS LIKE ALL THE SHRIVELED LEAVES WOKE UP WITH THEIR LEAFY ARMS OUTSTRETCHED AND YAWNING FROM THEIR LONGTIME SLUMBER AND THEN HAD BABIES OF IRON BECAUSE THAT SHIT WAS NOW GIGANTIC AND HEAVY IT WAS LIKE FUCKING SORCERY and it tasted so good I had to brew a few more cups with the same teabag even though you're not supposed to do that. #rebel

So I stalked Zenique's website and wow, I am not surprised that it's all organic because the tea's really light, but it's heavenly and refreshing.
I now have a favorite tea.<3

AND I JUST FOUND OUT THEY ONLY SELL IT IN TAIWAN AND THIS RANDOM POST IS REALLY ONLY BECAUSE I'M BOOHOO'ING OVER IT AND WANT SOMEONE TO GO TO TAIWAN AND GET ME SOME

idol mitai

ヽ (≧。≦ ) Sometimes I wish I could I could blog like an idol.

You know~ in an idol.｡.:*☆ style!! 
It looks like a lot of fun~! 

I-I would show off my love  although it's embarrassing.. ///

hehe this is my current love!! 

ice cream sandwiches!!!  o（*゜ワ゜*）o   ~a whole box of happiness!
although..  I ate so much that there's not much left..  sigh~ 

It would be so much fun to blog like an idol   Really, really cute!! So much color, animation, and sparkles~! 

and then I remember--NO. (ノಠ益ಠ)ノ

So it was recently

my grandpa's birthday, and my dad made him a photo album as a present.

This is the cover.

(I know; can't you tell just how much time and effort I put into the censoring?~♥)

(Lol I fucking would be the tallest person in my family. This is why I feel like a monster.)

The inside is comprised of many memories: group pictures, wedding photos, snaps of relatives that live far away, baby pictures.

But what slayed me was the back cover:

My grandpa, with one eye closed, raising his cell phone at the camera.
Stahp. I can't.

y r u here.

the rack

that I always end up staring at when I'm in the bathroom, which holds one lone sapphire blue towel. Where five towels once were jammed onto, of different colors, overlapping one another in an unorderly fashion, damp and unsanitary, but an ever endearing sight.

Ode to this Summer

"Thank you--

I had a lot of fun.
BUT WHY THE FUCK DID YOU HAVE TO END"