Living the Life...

Or so I thought I would at this age. My 21st birthday is coming up in about a month, 4 weeks and 6 days to be exact; but who's counting? When I was about 10 or so I had my future planned out, supposably. I was going to move to NYC, live in a chic apartment with my best friend and we would become celebrity hair stylists with our own salon. Everyone would want us to do their hair. Then I wanted to be a clothes designer in LA, I would sketch up dresses and draw the celebrites from my mom's magazines in their red carpet gowns. I once drew Pamala Anderson and she just has the hugest boobs, off the subject. Singer and professional violinist were also on the list. So, I'm going to be 21, I'm still living with my parents, not paying bills on top of bills and I still sleep with a teddy bear, it makes a good pillow, okay? Not living the life I had in my 10 year old brain, but that's "just ok", as my little brother would say. Life rarely goes as planned, you can only control so much. I'm going with the flow. I'm on my way to going back to school, after 3 years of graduating high school :/ but I'm on my way. Who was the smart guy who decided to make college so expensive anyways, JEEZ! I see myself moving out soon. The little girl in me would probably be shaking her head at me for not being famous with my craft in a big city, probably scold me, because that's just what I do.
I'm going to have my first legal drink, because it's basically a rite of passage, get a little drunk, then go on with life. I'm still going to be the same, not gonna grow an inch from getting a pinch, my birthday candle wish won't come true, but I'll still make a wish, because I'm optimistic, and we'll hold back on the b-day punches. 21 is pretty high up there. I'm proud of my myself for going through the process of becoming a grown up, maybe I won't ever be a grown up, at heart, but I'm doing it just like all the 20 going on 21 year olds.

My Week in Photos

I haven't blog and ooooooh, a long time. I just kind of drifted off. So I'm going to start with some photos from my sucky camera phone(hopefully I can keep on it)

I was out on my front yard, soaking up some sunlight, when this little butterfly came about. i hang around for about 10 minutes and I bet a looked like an idiot chasing it for this blurry picture.

My brother just grabbed my yoga mat and said, "I'm going to shoot you with my bazooka. BBSSSH!!!!" I was cracking up.

I tried Nutella for the first time in my life, and let me tell you...it DOES live up to it's reputation. If you have ever ate a Duvalin(Mexican candy) it tastes just like chocolate side. I've been eating it everyday.

I'm addicted to nail polish. I hate having bare nails, artless nails to be exact. I saw a design on Pintrest and tried to copy it and failed, but I still like the way it came out.

Sunday mornings call for a hearty breakfast and mom hoked it up like always. She got a bit creative with the e eggs. She grilled an onion ring then cooked the egg in it side side up. Very cool, Mom. 

Today

• 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

Next is bed. Good night.

Just saying, that's my shit.

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"

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.

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.