- Woke up
- Did some homework
- Went back to bed, debating whether I should work out or not
- Worked out
- Showered
- Ate breakfast
- Vegged out
- Drew a bunch of self portraits (which suck)
- Fell asleep while drawing
- Got viciously woken up by Joe
- Blockbuster
- Cooked
- Watch Pirates of the Carribbean World's End
- Writing this very sentence
Wednesday, June 8, 2011
Today
Monday, June 6, 2011
Real talk.
We all know a person that brags. "I was rocking it before everyone else, dumb bitches try to copy my swag, I was bumpin that song before everyone did" Stupid stuff you? Now that my hair is pink, I get interesting looks because it's funky, I know. But the worst looks I've gotten are from other girls with pink hair too. Seriously. I think to myself, "Cool! Another girl with pink hair!" Until she's all mean mugging, well FUCK YOU TOO. They think they're unique because pink is an uncommon hair color, but it's not one of a kind. C'mon now. I mean there's only so many hair colors to choose from, someone is bound to have the same color. Common Sense. And red hair, Rihanna wasn't the first to have it. Venus was, duh. Birth of Venus, Birth of red hair :) But I do believe there's been an explosion of red hair partly because of Rihanna, she is a trend setter and red hair is cool.
Anyhoo! Girls shouldn't get angry when there's another person with the same thing, unless you're stuff is customized, that pair of shoes, quote you got tatted, or hat are out there on someone else. Sorry to burst your bubble, so bascially
"Get over yourself. Good-bye"
Sunday, June 5, 2011
Book worm? Yeah. So?
This is a really sad book. For real, but really good. I started reading it in Ms. Nichols' class (not my favorite class AT ALL) "You can say that again", and I got hooked. It puts a different perspective on people's lives way on the other side of the world.
My other favorite book is Matilda, but that's 3rd grade level. Roald Dahl was a genius. Anyways, I recommend this to anyone who loves to read, like moi. Good book to have under your belt.
Saturday, June 4, 2011
Obsession
I love what she does and she's freaking gorgeous.
Now I'm going to go put on a show for the woman in th mirror.
Friday, June 3, 2011
discrimination againist gay people
I feel strongly about discrimination againist gay people. I've written about this topic before, and of course because of society's ignorance, things are still the same.
I hate to see how people speak down on gay people so bad as if they're disease infested parasites. There's laws againist gay marriage, gay couples adopting. Why put a restiction on love? Why deny orphaned kids a better life? That's PURE EVIL. I would even say it's the work of Satan.
One of my dreams is to have gay marriage legal everywhere, it shouldn't be this difficult for people to get married and spend their lives together as man and wife can. I shouldn't even be up for dicussion whether of it's right or wrong. Dumbasses can marry their toaster or $25 blow up doll, but Steve and Bob or Mary and Ashley can't? BULLSHIT.
Support gay marriage, they're marrying their life partner, not a straight person forced into a gay marriage. Imagine not being able to marrying or baby momma or daddy or high school sweetheart, whoever because some people think it's wrong. PSSSHHHH! They are worse things happening and people worry about deep throaters or carpet munchers rather than restrictions on firearms in public. Ha. Stupid.
I hate to see how people speak down on gay people so bad as if they're disease infested parasites. There's laws againist gay marriage, gay couples adopting. Why put a restiction on love? Why deny orphaned kids a better life? That's PURE EVIL. I would even say it's the work of Satan.
One of my dreams is to have gay marriage legal everywhere, it shouldn't be this difficult for people to get married and spend their lives together as man and wife can. I shouldn't even be up for dicussion whether of it's right or wrong. Dumbasses can marry their toaster or $25 blow up doll, but Steve and Bob or Mary and Ashley can't? BULLSHIT.
Support gay marriage, they're marrying their life partner, not a straight person forced into a gay marriage. Imagine not being able to marrying or baby momma or daddy or high school sweetheart, whoever because some people think it's wrong. PSSSHHHH! They are worse things happening and people worry about deep throaters or carpet munchers rather than restrictions on firearms in public. Ha. Stupid.
Thursday, June 2, 2011
5 ways to win my heart
1. Be nice. Period.
That's most important, as long as your nice to me the first time we meet, I will fall for you. I don't mean be the perfect early1900's gentleman, but don't go critisizing everything, just be nice, plain and simple.
2. Drive.
Not car to drive, DRIVE. Ambition, dreams, etc. If all you do is Call of Duty, eat chips and scratch your balls, I'll pass. A person who does stuff, has a job, plays ball, works out, likes to leave the house, is ALLLL GOOD! We'e all grown up now, if you don't have aclue ofwhat you want out of life to making steps towards there, well... good riddance.
3. Body
That leads me here, body. I'm not picky, but I prefer muscles over bones. Obviously! Big muscles to be exact. Yes, Snookie and I both love juice head gorillas, so what? I like the bigness, a person that can literally sweep me off my feet and pick.me.up.
4. Family
I love any one who is close their family, and I love anyone who loves my family. We all say "oh my so and so is crazy, yada yada, yada" That's how familes are. We get annoyed by the people we love because we're so close to them and it's human nature to get irritated of people at times. But family is family, no mean words or even the gods themselves could change that fact. So any guy that is family orinated, has me.
5. Dance.
A guy who loves to dance and is not gay, LOVE!!! I love my gay friends, but if my boyfriend loved to dance at any given moment, (angels sing AHHHHHHHH!!!!!) he'd so have my heart. All of it, and my kidneys, and liver, hahaha ok jk, but dancing wins my heart.
That's most important, as long as your nice to me the first time we meet, I will fall for you. I don't mean be the perfect early1900's gentleman, but don't go critisizing everything, just be nice, plain and simple.
2. Drive.
Not car to drive, DRIVE. Ambition, dreams, etc. If all you do is Call of Duty, eat chips and scratch your balls, I'll pass. A person who does stuff, has a job, plays ball, works out, likes to leave the house, is ALLLL GOOD! We'e all grown up now, if you don't have aclue ofwhat you want out of life to making steps towards there, well... good riddance.
3. Body
That leads me here, body. I'm not picky, but I prefer muscles over bones. Obviously! Big muscles to be exact. Yes, Snookie and I both love juice head gorillas, so what? I like the bigness, a person that can literally sweep me off my feet and pick.me.up.
4. Family
I love any one who is close their family, and I love anyone who loves my family. We all say "oh my so and so is crazy, yada yada, yada" That's how familes are. We get annoyed by the people we love because we're so close to them and it's human nature to get irritated of people at times. But family is family, no mean words or even the gods themselves could change that fact. So any guy that is family orinated, has me.
5. Dance.
A guy who loves to dance and is not gay, LOVE!!! I love my gay friends, but if my boyfriend loved to dance at any given moment, (angels sing AHHHHHHHH!!!!!) he'd so have my heart. All of it, and my kidneys, and liver, hahaha ok jk, but dancing wins my heart.
Tuesday, May 31, 2011
100 of my favorite things
Just for the heck of it, I'm gonna list stuff I like love!
I love my pink ipod, I cherish it! I take with me everywhere. If we were in the 80's, I'd take my bad ass boombox everywhere (I always have my eye open for one, they never sell them), so that being said these are 10 of my favorite songs, no particular order.
I love my pink ipod, I cherish it! I take with me everywhere. If we were in the 80's, I'd take my bad ass boombox everywhere (I always have my eye open for one, they never sell them), so that being said these are 10 of my favorite songs, no particular order.
- Could you be loved?- Bob Marley (well this one is my ultimate fav. song)
- Faint- Linkin Park
- California Love- Tupac
- No Debes Jugar- Selena
- Where ever you are- Selena ft. Barrio Boys
- El son de la negra- idk _This is my uber mexican song)
- Hotel California- The Eagles
- Confessing a feeling- Sly, Slick and the Wicked
- Somewhere over the rainbow- israel kamakawiwo'ole
- Black Magic Woman- Santana
Monday, February 21, 2011
The ugliest of uglies.
Do not confuse cockiness with confidence. 2 totally different things.
One may be beautiful; flawless complexion, fit tight body, healthy shiny hair, whatever, you get the point, but if you brag about how "perfect" you are, you're cocky and you're ugly. OOO-GLY!!!!
Confidence is when you believe in yourself, believe you are presenting yourself in a nice manner, and gracefully accept a compliment. People who shut down a compliment, don't have confidence, don't believe that they look nice that day, have a nice smile, etc. A person who's cocky would say, "Girl don't you think I know I look good?! I have all these kids dropping their jaws. I'm the best piece of ass in the next three states" Lol. That's just sad.
People who have heard that they're so sexy or #1 many times over, let it go to their heads, and eventually become self ego boosters and ego seekers, digging for compliments, basically begging for them. It's different than when a girl asks her man if she's looks nice after she spent some time lto look sexy for a night out. It's nice to get noticed when effort is put in, but to want a compliment every fucking day? Get serious, no one wants to be held responsible for inflating your head with a bunch of bullshit made up just to feed to your ego.
The majority of the time people with an overflowing superficial confidence are good looking, but hearing a constant flow of "me this, me that. I'm so damn good" shows your true colors, and those colors are ugly and hideous. Do you still feel pretty? Cuz the mirror doesn't show you what's skin deep, not even 20x magnified mirror will show you the ugliness stowed away underneath. Youth doesn't last forever and then you won't self gloried fastest runner or the girl with bodicious boobs, cuz those precios babies will sag, still cocky?
Lose the ugliness and be a real person.
One may be beautiful; flawless complexion, fit tight body, healthy shiny hair, whatever, you get the point, but if you brag about how "perfect" you are, you're cocky and you're ugly. OOO-GLY!!!!
Confidence is when you believe in yourself, believe you are presenting yourself in a nice manner, and gracefully accept a compliment. People who shut down a compliment, don't have confidence, don't believe that they look nice that day, have a nice smile, etc. A person who's cocky would say, "Girl don't you think I know I look good?! I have all these kids dropping their jaws. I'm the best piece of ass in the next three states" Lol. That's just sad.
People who have heard that they're so sexy or #1 many times over, let it go to their heads, and eventually become self ego boosters and ego seekers, digging for compliments, basically begging for them. It's different than when a girl asks her man if she's looks nice after she spent some time lto look sexy for a night out. It's nice to get noticed when effort is put in, but to want a compliment every fucking day? Get serious, no one wants to be held responsible for inflating your head with a bunch of bullshit made up just to feed to your ego.
The majority of the time people with an overflowing superficial confidence are good looking, but hearing a constant flow of "me this, me that. I'm so damn good" shows your true colors, and those colors are ugly and hideous. Do you still feel pretty? Cuz the mirror doesn't show you what's skin deep, not even 20x magnified mirror will show you the ugliness stowed away underneath. Youth doesn't last forever and then you won't self gloried fastest runner or the girl with bodicious boobs, cuz those precios babies will sag, still cocky?
Lose the ugliness and be a real person.
Friday, February 18, 2011
Don't Wait Til It's Too Late...
Let me start off by saying,
Women never forget.
With that said, this a relationship post, kinda.
Ok, I had the worst Valentine's day ever, well in my history of Valentine's Day. And I will never forget it, NEVER! I sat in front of my tv, watching Pretty Little Liars, eating ice cream. Not what i had planned at all. "Everyday you could express your love" "Valentine's Day is a Hallmark holiday", blah, blah, blah! I have always and still believe Valentine's day is a special day that comes around around once a year to celebrate us, other than an anniversity. This year, US didn't get to that, I was ditched. I'm not mad anymore but I was, boy was I ever! That day will forever be carved into my memory.
If you have ever had that thought of growing old with her, wrinkles and all, then she is special, and shall be treated as such. Any step out of line, she will know about it and the little secretary in her brain will write down as a reminder for any other time you step out of line again. I find it hard to forgive people, even the ones I love most, I hate to say it, but I honestly think it's my Taurus stubborn nature. Even so, one may forgive but not forget. Opening old wounds hurt, so it's best to leave them alone. We humans are complicated beings, but what's more complicated are the differences between men and women, I have yet to understand it. I don't know how it's natural for a woman to be so passionate and caring, especially when it comes to feelings and men are savages when it comes to tearing down feelings, as if feelings are *pfft, whatever.
I guess what I'm trying to say is that it would nice if men would be more considerate of things such as Valentine's Day, cuz some ladies, like me, hold them dearly to a part of a loving relationship. I could care less about balloons, flowers, and whatever else fills up grocery stores in the month of February, but a romantic or fun date set aside for the sake of love is all I ask for, on Febuary 14th.
Best to treat your lady real good, because she won't let you forget.
Women never forget.
With that said, this a relationship post, kinda.
Ok, I had the worst Valentine's day ever, well in my history of Valentine's Day. And I will never forget it, NEVER! I sat in front of my tv, watching Pretty Little Liars, eating ice cream. Not what i had planned at all. "Everyday you could express your love" "Valentine's Day is a Hallmark holiday", blah, blah, blah! I have always and still believe Valentine's day is a special day that comes around around once a year to celebrate us, other than an anniversity. This year, US didn't get to that, I was ditched. I'm not mad anymore but I was, boy was I ever! That day will forever be carved into my memory.
If you have ever had that thought of growing old with her, wrinkles and all, then she is special, and shall be treated as such. Any step out of line, she will know about it and the little secretary in her brain will write down as a reminder for any other time you step out of line again. I find it hard to forgive people, even the ones I love most, I hate to say it, but I honestly think it's my Taurus stubborn nature. Even so, one may forgive but not forget. Opening old wounds hurt, so it's best to leave them alone. We humans are complicated beings, but what's more complicated are the differences between men and women, I have yet to understand it. I don't know how it's natural for a woman to be so passionate and caring, especially when it comes to feelings and men are savages when it comes to tearing down feelings, as if feelings are *pfft, whatever.
I guess what I'm trying to say is that it would nice if men would be more considerate of things such as Valentine's Day, cuz some ladies, like me, hold them dearly to a part of a loving relationship. I could care less about balloons, flowers, and whatever else fills up grocery stores in the month of February, but a romantic or fun date set aside for the sake of love is all I ask for, on Febuary 14th.
Best to treat your lady real good, because she won't let you forget.
Monday, February 7, 2011
Life's Little Pleasures.
An expensive pair of heels, a 1karet diamond rings or a brand spankin new car would make many people jump for joy, but the little things in life make me just as happy as well.
- bubble baths
- diy manicure without getting messed up
- kisses
- fresh haircut
- strawberry milk
- balloons
- spooning
- sleeping in
- think, soft mexican blankets with an animal on it (mine's a panda)
- winning mancala
- winning a dollar on the scratchies, more would be nice though :) DUH
- having my phone, water, and electricity on
- a fully decoorated cupcakes YUMMM
Love Life.
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