Made an attempt to eat healthier...
Ate half a broccoli and cheese omelet and home fries for dinner at the Marina Diner. I feel ready to explode.
Well, so much for self-control.
December 2010
FMK:
-Ginger Rogers
-Lana Turner
-Rita Hayworth
HMM!
Okay. Fuck Rita, marry Ginger, and kill Lana. :D
Ps. have you ever seen Rita Hayworth before she became a pale blond woman? She was 100% Hispanic, but then bleached her skin and dyed her hair and shit.
November 2010
This class is obviously bullshit:
THREE WAYS I AM STILL A KID
1. I could eat pizza Lunchables for every meal.
2. Disney movies are my favorite.
3. I generally act silly all the time.
THREE WAYS I AM ALREADY OLD
1. I have a job and go to college.
2. I sleep quite a lot, as much as possible.
3. I hate obnoxious teenagers :]
THREE THINGS I WANT TO DO
1. Travel the world.
2. Have an awesome career.
3. Lose 5 pounds :D
THREE WAYS THAT I’M A STEREOTYPICAL “GIRL”
1. I am constantly brushing my hair.
2. I love shopping and clothes.
3. I’m terrified of bugs.
THREE WAYS THAT I’M A STEREOTYPICAL “BOY”
1. I wear a very little amount of makeup.
2. I rarely ever wear pink/my favorite colors are blue and green.
3. I have a perverted sense of humor and can make a sex joke out of anything.
THREE NEW THINGS I HAVE TRIED IN THE LAST 12 MONTHS
1. Community college.
2. Being able to drive.
3. The Special K diet. Which doesn’t work at all by the way.
THREE NEW THINGS I WANT TO TRY IN THE NEXT 12 MONTHS
1. Going away to college. Rutgers?
2. Becoming more attractive… »
3. Quitting my job.
THREE THINGS I LIKE ABOUT MYSELF
1. I’m pretty good at school :D
2. I can keep a secret really well because I don’t have any friends…
3. I can play the saxophone like nobody’s business.
THREE THINGS I STRONGLY DISLIKE ABOUT MYSELF
1. I’m a fucking weirdo, and not in the good, quirky way.
2. My appearance, sometimes.
3. I procrastinate a lot and I have no self control whatsoever.
THREE THINGS THAT SCARE ME
1. Spiders and insects.
2. Zombies
3. Heights/large birds/sea creatures/dinosaurs.
THREE OF MY EVERYDAY ESSENTIALS
1. COMPUTER.
2. Music
3. Brian :]
THREE CHARACTERISTICS OF THE OPPOSITE SEX (OR SAME) THAT APPEAL TO ME
1. Similar interests.
2. Kind/charming/loving
3. Good, fun-loving personality.
THREE THINGS I JUST CAN’T DO
1. Eat healthy food… fuck.
2. Apply myself.
3. Enjoy work.
THREE CAREERS I’M CONSIDERING
1. Archaeologist/investigative historian
2. Physical/evolutionary anthropologist.
3. Art historian.
So I watched Saw II today for the first time.
I had never seen any Saw movie before because I’m the biggest fraidy-cat on earth. It wasn’t really scary at all, actually. It’s just really gory. I can deal with gore. There were some errors in it’s logic, though… And it was fairly predictable from scene to scene. Like that one part:
Heroin Girl: You can’t read the number on the back of your own neck, though! (or something like that)
Me: LOL bitch, all he needs are two shiny surfaces, which there are tons of. Or he could cut the skin of his neck off. Like… he’s… doing… now… WTF.
Also, with the twist at the end. If you were Heroin Girl, and this psychopath put you through unimaginable torture and made you break your own jaw and crawl through syringes, would you honestly join up with him because he “cleaned your life up?” I get that heroin is bad, but compared to serial killing… hm. Not even really a comparison there; I wouldn’t call that a step up, nor would I call Jigsaw her savior. Ridiculous.
You've gained back the follower you lost. By the way, great taste in everything. All it took was to see "The Wackness" on your tumblr. Thank you!
Thank you so much! I really appreciate it :]
Also, hellz yes The Wackness! One of my favorites.
“The ink of scholars is worth more than the blood of martyrs.”
—Muhammad
I feel so huge compared to the rest of the women on my mother's side of the family.
It freaks me out. I have one cousin who is 5’5. And she’s gorgeous. Other than that, I’m the tallest girl, measuring in at 5’3. I’m also the youngest. It really bothers me when I’m taller than girls my age or older. I feel like Lurch or something. My mother’s family is so tiny. My cousin Sarah, for example, is about 5’1 and looks to be about 100 pounds. She’s gorgeous as well. I wish I looked like her. Hah. I don’t know why I’m even writing this. I normally feel too short. Weird.
So I went on a following spree yesterday.
Couldn’t help myself. Get back on here expecting to see at least a few new followers. Reality: lost a follower.
Story of my life. :D
Listen
The Beatles - Norwegian Wood (This Bird Has Flown, Take 2)
Basking in my own unpopularity.
Be Prepared
The Lion King
Be Prepared - The Lion King
“…My words are a matter of pride…”
Mood of the past few days:
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All at once.
That is all.
“Two plus two equals four. I put sugar in my coffee and it tastes sweet. The sun comes up because the world turns. These things are beautiful to me. There are mysteries I will never understand, but everywhere I look I see proof that for every effect there is a corresponding cause. Even if I can’t see it. I find that reassuring.”
—The Bone Lady <3
I feel a sense of urgency and hopelessness. I hate when I get like this; I can’t get anything done. Times like these, I find history, fact, logic, and studying to be constants, which is comforting. I just wish I could focus on them. I can’t stop tapping my foot, fiddling with small objects, and having periods of staring off into space. I need a distraction. I’m restless. I would read my history textbook, but I don’t think any of it would seep into my brain. Tomorrow is Thanksgiving. I hate my shoulders. I need to study and absorb the information so I can think of what to write my essay on. Why can’t I just read about history in a fun way, without feeling constantly tested on my fact retention? This all sounds so contrived; I probably shouldn’t post it. Fuck. I need to stop typing. I need to breathe.
Today in English we, as a class, took a quiz to determine what circle of Hell we would spend eternity in according to Dante.
She asked a bunch of questions, like “Are you baptized?” and stuff like that.
When my teacher asked if we regretted our sins, I replied with a resounding “NOPE.”
We ended up in Limbo, anyways. Specifically, “Virtuous Non-believers.”
Ah well. I’ll get to the sixth circle eventually.
I like listening to music made by men that look like Hobbits.
Hazlenut coffee is one of my favorite things ever.
It’s basically all I consume.
There's this billoard on the highway for Geico.
It says “Save Money”.
Underneath that, someone wrote “Don’t Buy Shit!”
I just thought that was funny. Wish I could get a picture.
