ciento preguntas

I slept allllll day so I'm up all night doing homework that I put off til the last minute. Now I'm taking a break to answer these dumb questions that no one cares about but me.


1: Is there a boy/girl in your life? There are so many. Oh you mean romanitcally? No.

2: Think of the last person who hurt you; do you forgive them? Sure.

3: What do you think of when you hear the word “meow?” Cats.

4: What’s something you really want right now? A cute boy to flirty text with.

5: Are you afraid of falling in love? Ah no.

6: Do you like the beach? I do.

7: Have you ever slept on a couch with someone else? Yeah. Plenty.

8: What’s the background on your cell?

It's a boy shhhhhh

9: Name the last four beds you were sat on? Mine's, my mom's, my grandmother's, my cousin's. Scandalous.

10: Do you like your phone? Yes.

11: Honestly, are things going the way you planned? Sure.

12: Who was the last person whose phone number you added to your contacts? Karrie.

13: Would you rather have a poodle or a Rottweiler? Rottweiler because it makes me think of that 3oh3 song choke chain. 

14: Which hurts the most, physical or emotional pain?  A person doesn't DIE from emotional pain. Plus I'm more afraid of physical pain so I'll go with that.

15: Would you rather visit a zoo or an art museum? Art museum x 10billion.

16: Are you tired? Nope.

17: How long have you known your 1st phone contact? Like in alphabetical order? I've known him for 2 years.

18: Are they a relative? No.

19: Would you ever consider getting back together with any of your exes? Ummm I don't know. It would take a lot.

20: When did you last talk to the last person you shared a kiss with? I last talked to him Saturday morning, but kissed him a long time ago.

21: If you knew you had the right person, would you marry them today? Yeah, let's go.

22: Would you kiss the last person you kissed again? Ummmm

23: How many bracelets do you have on your wrists right now? Zero.

24: Is there a certain quote you live by? "Be soft."

25: What’s on your mind? Homework, my uterus, breakfast, exercising, a dude, cookies.

26: Do you have any tattoos? Yes, 2.

27: What is your favorite color? Bloo.

28: Next time you will kiss someone on the lips? There's no way for me to know that. Probably never.

29: Who are you texting? My last text was 3 hours ago.

30: Think to the last person you kissed, have you ever kissed them on a couch? Ummm. Probably yes.

31: Have you ever had the feeling something bad was going to happen and you were right? Yes, because I am a psychic.

32: Do you have a friend of the opposite sex you can talk to? Yes.

33: Do you think anyone has feelings for you? No.

34: Has anyone ever told you you have pretty eyes? Yes.

35: Say the last person you kissed was kissing someone right in front of you, what would you do? Clap.

36: Were you single on Valentines Day? Yes.

37: Are you friends with the last person you kissed? Yes.

38: What do your friends call you? Annabelle.

39: Has anyone upset you in the last week? Kind of.

40: Have you ever cried over a text? No.

41: Where’s your last bruise located? My knee.

42: What is it from? I think I hit it on my car door.

43: Last time you wanted to be away from somewhere really bad? What does that even mean.

44: Who was the last person you were on the phone with? My bawse.

45: Do you have a favorite pair of shoes? Yes.

46: Do you wear hats if your having a bad hair day? No.

47: Would you ever go bald if it was the style? Ah no. Maybe.

48: Do you make supper for your family? Yep.

49: Does your bedroom have a door? Um yes. 

50: Top 3 web-pages? Tumblr, Youtube, Gmail.

51: Do you know anyone who hates shopping? Probably. That's not a huge topic of conversation.

52: Does anything on your body hurt? My head hurts a little.

53: Are goodbyes hard for you? I guess?

54: What was the last beverage you spilled on yourself? Sunkist.

55: How is your hair? Bad.

56: What do you usually do first in the morning? Look at the time.

57: Do you think two people can last forever? No because death.

58: Think back to January 2007, were you single? Umm probably yes.

59: Green or purple grapes? I really like the purple ones.

60: When’s the next time you will give someone a BIG hug? Hard to say.

61: Do you wish you were somewhere else right now? Not really. My bed is pretty nice.

62: When will be the next time you text someone? Hard to say.

63: Where will you be 5 hours from now? Jacksonville.

64: What were you doing at 8 this morning? It hasn't been that time of day yet.

65: This time last year, can you remember who you liked? Uhhh... no.

66: Is there one person in your life that can always make you smile? Sure.

67: Did you kiss or hug anyone today? Not as of yet.

68: What was your last thought before you went to bed last night? Haven't been to bed yet.

69: Have you ever tried your hardest and then gotten disappointed in the end? No.

70: How many windows are open on your computer? 6.

71: How many fingers do you have? The usual amount.

72: What is your ringtone? Shut up and dance.

73: How old will you be in 5 months? 23.

74: Where is your Mom right now? Umm could be at home or work.

75: Why aren’t you with the person you were first in love with or almost in love? It didn't work out.

76: Have you held hands with somebody in the past three days? No.

77: Are you friends with the people you were friends with two years ago? Mostly.

78: Do you remember who you had a crush on in 7th grade? No.

79: Is there anyone you know with the name Mike? I don't know him really, but Mike Huttlestone.

80: Have you ever fallen asleep in someones arms? Possibly.

81: How many people have you liked in the past three months? I don't even know.

82: Has anyone seen you in your underwear in the last 3 days? No.

83: Will you talk to the person you like tonight? I wish! But it's highly doubtful.

84: You’re drunk and yelling at hot guys/girls out of your car window, you’re with? Wow. A stranger probably.

85: If your BF/GF was into drugs would you care? Yes, actually. I'm not a huge buzzkill, but I think drugs are boring.

86: What was the most eventful thing that happened last time you went to see a movie? I think I got in for free. 

87: Who was your last received call from? My boss.

88: If someone gave you $1,000 to burn a butterfly over a candle, would you? Ew. Probably not. I hate butterflies so I don't even want to be near one long enough to burn it.

89: What is something you wish you had more of? Money. Will power. Self control.

90: Have you ever trusted someone too much? Probably yes.

91: Do you sleep with your window open? No.

92: Do you get along with girls? Yep.

93: Are you keeping a secret from someone who needs to know the truth? No.

94: Does sex mean love? No.

95: You’re locked in a room with the last person you kissed, is that a problem? Nah, we cool.

96: Have you ever kissed anyone with a lip ring? No.

97: Did you sleep alone this week? Yes.

98: Everybody has somebody that makes them happy, do you? That is a strange blanket statement.

99: Do you believe in love at first sight? Sure!

100: Who was the last person that you pinky promised? I haven't the foggiest.

me again

I'm hoping that I'm going through a phase. I'm hoping that I am not actually a person who constantly says embarrassing things to people that I want to impress. I know that these hopes are for naught, because this blog is a written record that, yes, I am a cringe worthy person.
Handsome guy coworker passed through the office today and he said something and then I said something real dumb about how he should go get some cake and I should've said something witty and flattering instead, but my brain definitely isn't quick on it's feet.

I think I have perfected my chocolate chip cookie recipe. It's a good rule of thumb, if you want perfectly circle cookies then don't use a medium sized scoop that you stole(kind of) from taco bell to put 12 cookies on one pan. Only put 6. They still taste great if squished, but they're not very presentable and presentation is everything sometimes.

On to other things, today in the caf I had an experience that was uncomfortable. Usually I'm quite brazen in any given situation, but today I felt like people were eyeballing me in an unkind way and like whisper laughing, you know that thing where someone follows you with their eyes while they're talking and laughing to someone else. Not everything is about me, but it really made me feel that kind of fat person self conscious, the way Rae is in MMFD. That whole college caf situation is anxiety central for me. I do not like going in there, but the hummus and pita chips are really good. Plus another terrible thing, the shirt I wore today fit me badly and I felt out of place in it. Note to self: get rid of that white and tan stripey shirt. It sucks.

Hey here's a flaw that I've developed over time that really makes me terrible: I will have something that I NEED to do and then I'll just think, "Yeah, I'm not doing that."And there is nothing that I have thought of that can make me muster up the unf to do the thing. It's very problematic while trying to finish college.

My  newest vice is peppermints. I have been stealing mints from my coworker and I feel bad so I bought these for myself with some gum in case I'm feeling funky. I keep meaning to bring it to work, but I am so discombobulated in the mornings so I forget. Also, I made this bowl! With my hands!

Ugh that reminds me of portfolio review which is in 2 months.

Cool Kids

I had word vomit in my art history class today. I spoke up about the dumbest things and then immediately felt embarrassed and vowed not to speak again and then I almost compulsively spoke again. Like once I even said, "Oh, yeah, I totally hate dreams. The worst things happen while you're dreaming." I said that in front of twenty other people. And with this professor, you can tell when he thinks what you're saying is dumb because he changes the subject really quick. Most of the time the class feels like a big inside joke that only the kids who have had that professor before understand. It's just a touch uncomfortable, but I'm not a petulant child so it's fine.

My coworkers and I had to relocate monday and tuesday while they waxed the floors in our building and we went to this building across campus that also has staff from our department in it. I got to talk to one of my other coworkers that I almost never get to see which is a cryin' shame because of how handsome he is. There are rumors floating around that my boss and M and I might have to permanently move over there. The only thing I don't like about it is the parking is horrible over there. Otherwise, if we do move, I'll get to talk to a cute boy erryday and that is almost worth the horrible parking. 

Y'all I have TWO lovely concerts to look forward to in October. I am ultra excited.

I like the idea of a pineapple having arms and wearing sunglasses. If I drew this again, and I might just, I would not use this pattern for the yellow part, it looks ridiculous.

Oh hey, in case you noticed, the Chantilly Lace banner that's usually at the top is temporarily gone until I make a new one. I'm being a fancy art student and learning how to use adobe illustrator so it may not be soon, but I will make my own word art instead of using some font that I downloaded from the internet and could get sued for. Getting sued is really not in my budget.

human thesaurus

Remember how in a previous post, I mentioned that I was going to draw more because I was taking a drawing class and drawing is kind of okay and plus I'm an art major so I should do more art stuff. So I've decided to do more art stuff. I've been thinking about this blog lately and what I could do to liven it up a bit. I've had such a hard time finding anything to write about. Not all of my posts are gold, but they are all things I'm at least interested in. I've kept this blog up mainly because I love to journal, & in this I can edit easily and without inhibitions. I can never bring myself to physically write in a book on the reg. Plus I've always been the kind of person that wants a tiny bit of attention so I like sharing on the internet. I'm saying all that to say that I'm going to post a sketchbook page every so often. Maybe consistently. I am famously consistently inconsistent so we'll see. But at least I'm not just going to mention it and then forget about actually starting it because here's the first one!

This is a blind contour self portrait. I drew it over the summer because I had to for class. It sucks but I like it.

I made this decision to add more drawy art stuff with huge influence from this cool person Sarah. She's doing this thing called 'get messy' and it seems really fun, and while it is very inspiring, that level of structure is too much for my livelihood. I followed her links to the other 'get messy' blogs and this one in particular is pretty damn sweet. I just want to post my sketchbook and so I will. Plus I'm enamored with handwriting(including my own) and I so want to have more of it on here.


Speaking of previous posts, I am still enthralled with this song by Bastille that I mentioned in this post. I've never been the kind of person to dissect the meaning behind a song. Most of the time, I like a song because of the way the words sound coming out of someone's mouth. You know? Like the way a word feels. But not in an emotional type way, more a physical way, but obviously you can't actually touch a word. Kind of similar to how some textures are pleasing while others are irksome. Is this too artsy fartsy or do other people think this way too? Anyway, in the song Dan sings either "There's a hole in my soul, I can't feel it, I can't feel it" or "There's a hole in my soul, I can't fill it, I can't fill it." Deductive reasoning would suggest that it is "fill it" because hole and stuff, but I dunno. I don't really care to look it up. I like to think about the differences while I'm listening to the song.

The other day, the girl I work with(I've never mentioned her before now, but she started in our office near the beginning of summer.) was writing something for class and asked P & I about a word or something and P was like, "Oh ask Annabelle she's the English person" and then M laughed and said, "Are you a human thesaurus?" I told her that alas, I am not, and I must rely on the google machine to do all the dirty work. I think that would be my dream super power. How lame! But still, I would love it.

That reminds me of one of my favorite conversations I ever had with Dr. G about his overuse of words. A long time ago in a galaxy far, far away when I was in his class, I pointed out that he says things & crap & stuff a lot. Did not point that out to bust his balls. Just made an observation. I just notice those kinds of things because I love a thesaurus. He gave this lovely analogy of how I'm like that character in Lord of the Rings that stabbed somebody & left a little piece in & now it just hurts. I miss him and our banter!

G and I watched Bad Words a few days ago and it was kinda cringe-y to watch with her. If you knew her you'd understand. It was a good movie though. Solid. It had a good moral, too. Which was: Don't be an asshole to anyone. Even if they're being a huge asshole to you. If you retaliate, you will look like the bigger idiot, always.

first week of school completed

Week 2 has begun.
All my professors are men. Which I find strange for some reason. It's good though because I like guy singers better than girl singers and I think that equates here somehow.
Last week, my Art history professor put me on the spot and asked me to name a celebrity and I could only think of Brad Pitt. Immediately after I said it I thought of something better to say because I felt like it was lame to say Brad Pitt, even though he's a perfectly alright actor. I should've said Chris Pratt.
My birthday came and went. I had a really great time. My mom "surprised" me with a Doctor Who party. I say "surprised" because I knew it was happening and I knew what the theme was. The cake she made was my most favorite cake of all time. It was a 4 layer cake and I probably ate a whole layer. I celebrated with some of my most favorite people and I got enough birthday money to buy myself some new threads. A lot of people wished me a happy birthday and that was #humblebrag.
Everything is good.

Flaws

I always have to pee when I sit downstairs for our secretary at work. And I can't just get up and leave because something really important will happen if I'm not answering the phones.
For some reason, this year it's really bothering me that there are people in my life who I'd consider important and they can't remember when my birthday is. It's such a trivial thing to be upset about. It's like how I get a dozen emails about my birthday from companies during the whole month of August. That's not a bad thing. It's nice actually. But when it's real people, it bothers me.

Hey download this game it's cool and my friend made it

summertime sadness

I grew up with him. I laughed at his jokes and he taught me all my best jokes. I have watched at least one of his movies every year since I can remember being alive. He seemed to play serious and witty and kind and never mean-hearted characters. Characters that were role models. Not perfect, but undeniably good.

I love what John Green had to say, "One never knows the interior of someone else's life..." And it makes me wonder if people weren't the way that they are (people almost never say I love you to people they don't have a romantic relationship with, myself included.) and they showed this outpouring of love before he committed suicide, like they are now, would he still have done it. That just shows you how much I know about depression I guess. And how little we really know about other people's lives.
Death sucks. It's something that is so inevitable and so common; I feel like it shouldn't be a big deal, but it's always a big deal. It rips and shreds and crushes and leaves everybody ruined in its wake.


Genie, I'm gonna miss you.

desperate

I had to get my teeth cleaned today. I mostly enjoy going to the dentist. Not because of the procedures, but because I know that my dentist will give me attention. Like flirty attention. Not just regular doctor patient attention. Today, he was like, "I don't know if you know this but you've got something purple in your hair." And the assistant goes, "I think I should put some purple in my hair, but I don't know because I may never be able to get it back out of my blonde once I put purple in." And then he goes, "Hey you can't put purple in your hair because people will go 'why does this grandma have purple hair' but she[talking about me] can because she's young and cute." It was kinda mean to the assistant lady, but he called me cute so. Is it creepy for me to want my dentist to flirt with me? I don't really care. I will take any flirtations at this point.
I had a really cute snapchat conversation last night and it woke an old crush. It's totally lame of me because he lives far away and also hasn't shown any interest, but I can't help it. And I really think it's better to pine over a real person rather than a fictional one. (Peter Quill) [I would also like to note that I've loved Chris Pratt for a long time and I'm glad everybody else has caught up.]
They put this flouride stuff on my teeth and it's in this sticky paste form and she got it on my cheek so now my face is ultra sticky. I want to use goo gone or something to get it off, but I'm unsure if that's non toxic.

Dan Smith is a god. Listen to that sweet sweet voice.

Once upon a midnight dreary

I am still so sore from shaking my ass for 4 hours on wednesday. I used stomach and hip muscles that I don't normally use. The New Politics/Paramore/Fall Out Boy concert was no disappointment. I want to see New Politics by themselves when they headline in the fall. The only uncomfortable thing of the night was when Smells got unusually hostile about the traffic. I didn't even think it was that bad, but she flipped her shit. I don't understand impatience. That was odd and I didn't like that. Everything else went smoothly. Back to New Politics though, the lead singer was so handsome and lovely. He is an excellent dancer and that was absolutely the best part of the whole thing.


I just watched The Reader. God what a sad movie. Now I can't sleep.

Semi charmed kind of life

As it happens, I was hyping up the last two days of my trip way too much. They were good those last couple of days, but we didn't really go on any adventures. On Friday, we lazed around and went to mt. Lebanon for ice cream and Mrs. K shared an Italian hoagie with me. We talked about the ultimate question again. (The one about which TV shows you'd pick to watch the rest of your life.) Mr. K turned on The Great Escape and we watched and talked. One by one, everybody went to bed and I finished the movie. The ending was a bummer.
Saturday, I met more of Calub's family and friends and Mr. K fed us delicious food all afternoon. Spent lots of time adoring a precious baby.

Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww
Anyway, I found out that one of the K's family friends shares a birthday with me. It's funny how common it is to have the same birthday as a stranger.
On Sunday, Mr. K woke me up and made me a biscuit and then we packed the car. Received lots of hugs and kisses from Mr. & Mrs. K. I had the first leg of the trip back. Calub directed me to the interstate then promptly slept for 2 hours. Then we switched and I slept for 3 hours. I think after that we were fully awake.
The craziest thing happened when we pulled into a gas station in Munfordville, KY and I still can't believe it happened. My cousin Justin was standing there in the gas station waiting on me when I got out of the bathroom. He was like hey what's up, my buddy and I just got back from a show in Louisville. ISN'T THAT CRAZY? I think it totally is. I could've stopped at the gas station down the street and never would've run into him.

It's back to the old grindstone today. Kind of. I had to go drop my car off today at the body shop to get the new hood put on and now I get to drive a rental car for the week. I'm not the biggest fan of it, but it's mostly because tons of strangers have driven it and that makes me feel gross and it's nothing against the car. I'm making a mix cd for it right now because I've been spoiled by siriusxm radio and regular radio sucks.

P.S. Here's that weird looking balloon animal. I gave it to my brother because he was obsessed with balloon animals for about three days awhile back. He said the motorcycle was cool but the mewtwo on top was dumb.

Pa

The drive up to PA was sooooo long, but not unbearable.

I find it very funny how little has changed with Calub's parents. They may have gotten a little louder, but they were pretty loud before. Calub's mom calls Calub's dad "babes" and it's really cute.

Calub has been so good to put up with doing all of the things that I've wanted to do this week. We spent a lot of time in the art section of the Carnegie Museum and also a lot of time in the Andy Warhol museum, which I adored and Calub visibly did not adore those places. I also had the idea to visit the Pennsylvania Amish and it was underwhelming, not the Amish, but I think we went during a slow part of the year. I did get a bag of delicious whiskey pretzels from a winery out in Volant, Pa that made the day trip all worth it.

We've also spent a lot of time this week walking up and down city streets. Because Calub's really nice, we went in all of the shops I wanted to. So that means we went in all the candy shops and all the kitchen stores. This one candy shop we went to called Grandpa Joe's on the strip gets an A+ from me because it had all of the candy. I found it very overwhelming to decide so I settled on a jawbreaker from there.

Calub, his parents and I went to this place that over looks the city and I keep forgetting what it's called. I keep wanting to call it Mount Overlook, but I know that's not right. It had a breathtaking view up there.
Pictures can't do it justice.

Yesterday, I got a tattoo! One of Calub's family members knew a guy that he liked to get tattoos from so I figured, what the heck. Might as well commemorate my trip with a tattoo. I liked the tattoo artist a lot actually. He was really gentle and everything, albeit a little crooked on the line work. I'll keep you updated on whether or not my leg falls off.

Side note: I had to wear pajamas to the tattoo shop because I didn't bring any shorts or sweatpants.

Today, Calub is staying at a family member's house and I've spent the evening with his parents. You might think this strange, but really it was fine. Of course, his parentals flipped when they kept talking about him not being there with us, but they just miss him. He wanted to spend time with some dudes and I am totally down for him doing that. We've spent a whole lotta time with each other this week. We actually had a lot of adventures without him. (Sorry, Calub.) We stopped at Andy Warhol's grave site because it's so close to their house and we met this crazy lady who encourages people to write notes to Andy Warhol and then she reads them to him. She really was cuckoo. And then we went to Primanti Bros and I had a hot sausage sandwich that I kind of liked everything except for the sausage in. I'm funny about sausage and I don't know what I was thinking ordering it. Got caught up in the moment, I guess. Anyway, Mr. & Mrs. K bought my dinner for the second time this week which was sooo very nice and I need to come up with an idea to repay them. Difficult, but I'm sure I'll think of something. Also, I got a balloon animal from Primanti because Mrs. K saw it and asked about it and I love that she's the kind of person to always ask strangers whatever she wants. I gotta take a picture of it because it's such a weird looking balloon animal. I bought a shirt from there too, and Calub's going to scoff so hard when he sees it. Haha.

I'm sure there's tons more to come even in the two days we have left.

AHH titles are difficult

Oh my god I'm going to be in Pennsylvania the day after tomorrow! I've been packing for three days now and I still think I've forgotten something, but I always do that. I'm going to overpack.
Tomorrow is my cousin's husband's (cousin-in-law) murder mystery party and I have to play a mathematician who may or may not be the murderer. I made an Einstein shirt for my costume and I'm pumped for it because y'all know how much I love Al. He's my dude. I hope somebody takes pictures.
I'm going to be sleepy though because I'm staying up too late.
Let me just tell you, during packing, I went through my earrings and I have a heartbreakingly high number of cute earrings that have lost their partner. I don't know why I even keep them. I think maybe I'm hoping they will magically turn up. Every time I look at them, though, it just makes me sad. Because I want to wear them but I don't like to wear mismatched earrings. I should get rid of them.


Stay tuned. I'm going to be taking all of the pictures next week.

adult stuff

I had to take my car to a collision center today to get an estimate on it from when a turkey attacked my hood. I was sitting in the lobby waiting on the guy to finish estimating and a wave of something washed over me and it struck me that I was doing a very adult thing and it felt weird. 

I am also going on a week long trip to Pittsburgh and I didn't even have to ask permission. I just told my parentals that I was going to go. Although, I never really asked permission before I became an adult so I guess that instance doesn't count. I'm very excited about the trip though. I hope to update this regularly that week so as to remember everything about the happenings. I did a terrible job documenting the Washington DC trip I went on a few years back. Anyway, doing grown up things but never feeling like a grown up is weird. It's like a privilege and also a detriment. Them's the breaks, I guess.

just things

Had a thought last week, I wish I had a friend who would ride with me everywhere & read to me.  Then I immediately thought, oh that's right... audio books.

I decided a while back that I wouldn't get married if there was a chance that I'd be with that person with 50 years. I had decided this before my grandfather died, but his passing reaffirmed my stance. I don't want to choose to be so tied up with someone that my world is obliterated when they die. This is because I'm selfish of course, but I also don't want to put the other person through that if I go first.

After watching TFIOS on Thursday, it really made me feel like maybe I shouldn't be in a relationship ever. Look at how much heartbreak that is in such a short amount of time. Even though there are so many happy moments, the terrible moments would break me.

I don't want to feel the devastation of loss. That to me, also to Hazel Grace Lancaster, is the worst pain. And no matter how much time you spend with someone, there is an inevitable loss, and it is excruciating. 
Don't get me wrong, I would want to find my Augustus. I know I'm in no way a Hazel, but I would like my own Gus. I just don't know if the pain is worth it to me.

That being said, I'm currently obsessed with planning my mythical wedding. And I will impart much thanks to my beautiful friend ClaireyD for telling me about offbeat bride.

So take my ideas with a grain of salt.

Back to the subject of TFIOS, I went to The Night Before Our Stars at the Regal in Huntsville. Going alone was okay. I probably would've had more fun going with someone, but it wasn't too bad. People are kind of annoying. I wore my homemade Hazel and Gus shirt and nobody said anything about it, but I think it's because the majority of the people were not my peers and therefore didn't give any flips about my sweet ass shirt. I'll have to take a picture of it to post. It's probably my favorite shirt I've made.
There were a lot of parents and daughters at the theatre, which is understandable, but also weird to me to have to spend lots of hours with.
After the showing of the movie, there was a livestream that featured John Green, Ansel Elgort, Josh Boone, Nat Wolff, Shailene Woodley, and Wyck Godfrey. Alton Brown was a moderator. He must just be from Atlanta and he must've been available on short notice because let me just tell you, he was a terrible moderator. Maybe terrible is too strong, but he definitely wasn't the best. The cast and such there definitely picked up on how crap Alton was at being moderator, but they were all very genial. I friggin love John Green and everything he touches, but this whole movie experience really made the fakeness of hollywood apparent. All of the advertising and press junkets is too much and it's so repetitive. I think that John Green was the only one to try and make his answers unique, even through the monotony. And it's not the actors faults' that they answered with boring answers, John is just a really great writer so it makes sense that he can form eloquent answers to the dumbest of dumb questions. (Sidenote: Seriously, interviewers have the worst questions. It makes me wonder if there's a policy in place where they are only allowed to answer questions pertaining to certain things? Or are the interviewers the ones coming up with these horrible questions? Either way, that is just another one of those things that needs to change about this world.) I just wish that somebody else was the moderator.


I JUST REALIZED WHAT MY OTHER TRAPPED ON AN ISLAND TV SHOW WOULD BE. Definitely My Mad Fat Diary. I feel sad for not thinking about it sooner. Must go re-watch for the 4th time.

Marathoning Bob's Burgers

Is it unacceptable to wear pajama pants as gym pants? My grandmother recently bought me a slew of pajama pants and I only have one pair of gym type pants. It's really lame to have to wash a pair of pants every time I gotta go to the gym. And I have to wash them because I have a lot of thigh sweat so...


I love that question that people ask sometimes. Only 3 shows to watch for the rest of your life? So far I've just picked ER.


Tina from Bob's Burgers is me. I'm a little bit sad about that, but I'm also okay with it.

Ironically?

I'm never confident when using the word "ironically", but anyway, in a matter of happenstance, the thing that has made me feel better has been spending money. I wished for 3000 dollars and was cursed to be late to work and now I've gone to walgreens on my lunch break and bought things to make me free of guilt and happy again.

Dippin' dots just make me sooooo happy and one of my lovely friends from school told  me that walgreens sells them. Have I mentioned that in a previous post? Oh well it's worth mentioning again. It's so simple, dippin' dots, but I love that about it. It also reminds me of my grandfather taking us grandkids to the dippin' dots ice cream shop in Florida, which is a memory I hold very dear. I also noticed that that walgreens has mini $1 bags of cheese curls. That's the best. I haven't found them at my walgreens back home.

I also bought a movie ticket to TFIOS and The Night Before Our Stars (an unprecedented event). Is it weird that I didn't and don't plan to invite anyone to go with me because I don't feel comfortable enough with anyone to ugly cry that much in front of them. Strangers, I don't mind that much. I am so unbelievably pumped.


And now I feel fine.

Late again

This morning I jolted up at 8:15am and I was supposed to be at work at 8am.

This is problematic for a number of reasons, number one being that it takes me 30 minutes to drive to work. Even if I rolled out of bed and walked to the car in all of my greasy, bed-headed glory, that's still 45 minutes late. I have absolutely no idea how I slept through 2 alarms. I woke up at 6:45am just fine yesterday and the day before. What's crazy is even before I looked at my clock, I knew that I was late. That's why I used jolted at the beginning of this paragraph.
Now I have this tail between my legs feeling that will last for at least another 5 hours. It usually doesn't matter how "late" I am because most of the time I make my own schedule, but some days I have a responsibility and I have to be on time. It's shitty of me, but I'm late so often. I always have people to apologize to for tardiness. If you can count on me for anything, it's that I'll be late. I don't think I'm accumulating strikes, but what if I am? I'm on the last straw, surely.
What really annoys me, and it shouldn't annoy me, is that my grandmother didn't come wake me at 7:45am. It's not her responsibility. BUT she has this remarkable ability to pick days to wake me when I don't actually have to be there early and then she gets upset at me because I haven't told her I'm sleeping in. The days where it could be useful to me, she lets me sleep undisturbed. I know she could hear my alarm clocks. Does she think I play them for fun? I shouldn't be irritated.

It's far fetched, but here's why I think I overslept: Because I wished for $3000 dollars right before I drifted off to sleep. The powers of the universe heard that and were like, "Haha fuck you."

funny

In the past month, I've ripped a pair of jeans in the thigh and just now I've ripped my pajamas in the thigh and I'm feeling like a real fatty.

In other news, I hung out with the cutest pitbull puppy today. He was outside when I was washing the cars and he chilled in the shade of the garage. Maybe it wasn't a pitbull. I don't know dog breeds, but it looked like the kind of dog that the Wheatons have.

Finished project ohhh yeahhh

Look at this cute picture from a past weekend when I was home. I guess it was last weekend.

I stole this from one of the girls in the photooo and it's a cute little sandwich of us. I like it very much.

That very same weekend, me and the fam tried a new restaurant and I think it's my new favorite. They just have everything I like. Also, my mom found this book that my brother made when he was a youngster. It's hilarious, but I don't know if it's universally hilarious or just hilarious because he's my brother.

I mean, no. It is just hilarious.

13. Describe 5 weaknesses you have.

I'm thinking that since this isn't an interview where I have to disguise my weaknesses as strengths,  I can just say 5 cute things that I have an affinity for because that's what a weakness in the real world is, right? I don't have to describe how horrible my character actually is because this is my blog and I can do what I want.

1. Fruit flavored soda
2. < $5 sunglasses (Oh YEAH wink)
3. Polite men
4. Books
5. Diy projects

12. Describe a typical day in your current life.

This post could also be titled, "I stayed up until 5am watching youtube videos again."
I wish this were an isolated incident, but I can't truthfully say that it is. For some reason when I get on a playlist of videos that I like and want to watch I can't tear myself away and I can't force myself to sleep. I guess I'm being dramatic. I could actually make myself stop. I just don't.
So this is probably a very typical day.
I always check my phone first thing in the morning. First thing I do when I open my eyes. Sometimes I think I check it in my sleep because the other day I could have sworn that I responded to a tweet one morning and then when I tried to find it later in the day to make sure of no spelling errors, I couldn't find the blasted tweet anywhere. I have to think my brain made it up.
Okay so then I scramble up a clean outfit to wear when I get out of the shower and I take that set into the bathroom with me because I do not walk around naked in my grandparents' house even if the bathroom is three steps from my room. Shower commences. I find that taking a shower in the morning balances my life and brings me peace throughout the onslaught of the day. I fear I will never be a nighttime shower-er.
Next I brush teeth, slather deodorant, don shoes, grab keys, say goodbye, exit house, enter vehicle.
After I've sufficiently piloted my car for approx. 23-26 minutes depending on traffic, I locate and obtain a parking spot labeled silver and I take an elevator ride to the second story of campus where my office building is and I sit. Depending on the needs for the day, sometimes I sit in different parts of the building. Invariably, someone will ask me if I'm taking a summer class. I don't know the right answer to this question because either way I answer, I get the same response, "Oh, cool" which makes me think that it sucks that the only thing people can think to talk to me about is summer classes and damn that's boring. I must be really vile and terrible and boring. Anyway, sometimes when I'm at work I have to stand. That's very rare. I worry about deep vein thrombosis occasionally. Not enough, but some.
Then when the day is done, I return to la casa and I sometimes have to whip up dinner and sometimes not. Sometimes there's a show that's been recorded that needs watching and sometimes not. At some point every night, I retreat to the solace of my bedroom and I watch videos. Sometimes youtube, sometimes not.
Then sometimes I sleep.

That would be an extraordinarily typical day.

I don't know

So here's why Chris Pratt is the perfect dude:

Or maybe the perfect dude for me? He posted this on instagram the other day of, I'm assuming, his wife's hair that he himself french braided. I don't know if I've told anybody else this, but I know I've told my mom about 100 times that all I want is a straight dude that knows how to french braid. Not to mention Chris Pratt is hilarious and an incredible actor and probably a super cool dad to his adorable son. I hope he is genuinely great in real life. And I hope he and Anna Faris are genuinely happy.

I know the old stand by is to say that you shouldn't think about getting a boyfriend because that's what's hindering you from getting one and if you'll forget about it, it'll happen.
Well I partially believe that, but I also believe there are probably other way more significant reasons why I don't have a boyfriend. And also the idea that it'll happen without me seeing it coming really gives me anxiety so I'll just keep thinking about potential boyfriends.

In my head, this is the perfect dude for me:

• French braids.
• Can cook well. Does not have to be classically trained.
• Dark hair and dark eyes. (Because I'm shallow and care about looks kinda.)
• Other than American accent. (Maybe a British man that signs his texts with a cute little 'xx'. Because they do that over there and it makes me swoon.)
• Total geek about some things that I'm a total geek about.
• Reads my blog. (And isn't embarrassed.)
• Not intimidated by me. (Apparently that is a thing I can be/ because I am big and tall.)
• Good-natured and jovial most of the time.
• Has eye crinkles on account of being good-natured and jovial most of the time.
• Likes cats more than dogs.
• Listens to a good amount of the same music, but some differences to keep it interesting.
• Will kill the bugs.
• Loves me enough to get a tattoo dedicated to me. (I would never allow anyone to do that though.)
• Laughs at my jokes.

I watched Austenland today and the love story was so unbelievable that I loved it. I love when the characters are too good to be true and I love it when one of the characters realizes that their love is too good to be true and the other character tries to convince them that it's not and they're actually perfect for each other and everything will be fine. 

And that's all good and fine in the movies, but like if I met an actual guy in actual real life that fit all of these qualities, I'd probably be like whoa stalker get away from me you read my blog and memorized that stupid post I made what do you want I don't have any money.

#tuesday

I always like to have a show that I look forward to every week. The one that I watch the night it comes on instead of waiting until the weekend to catch up. This season it's The Mindy Project. I have watched the episodes since April 1st at least 4 or 5 times. Every single bit of that show is funny to me. All of it. All of the sides. The entire wiener. That joke makes no sense in this context, but I don't care! Look at me not caring! Tonight Mindy said this line that was so one of those, holy-shit-that-is-so-true-I've-thought-that-before-why-have-I-never-said-it-out-loud moments, that are so prevalent in the show. It was when she says, 'Look at her! She's sitting cross-legged on a bar stool! If I tried that, I'd humpty dumpty right off.' Or something relatively close to that. So good.

One of my co-workers asked me to help them out with these bags. The font was definitely not my top choice, but I aim to please.

It's almost like I'm taking horrible pictures intentionally, but I assure you, I'm not. I just suck. I'm actually glad it's so out of focus because then you can't notice the mishaps.

 So the co-worker gave me these bags on thursday of last week and I got them done on friday, but I couldn't take them to her because I had fudged on the bag that says Evan. I had originally thought that it would be good to do black letters, but once I painted it I realized how much it blends in with the blue. The picture below really is not a good example of how much black paint sucks on this color blue.

This picture shows why I will never feel like I could sell things that I make. I always fuck up and have to go buy new materials. I used the bag as a tester after I fucked up. And I still fucked up the new one.

I keep having these reoccurring dreams that take place in an abandoned outlet mall. Sometimes there's zombies, sometimes I'm like a spy, but always the same weird location that I don't recognize in real life. Last night I was at that mall and I had stolen everything from this asian restaurant and put everything out in the parking lot and I got away with it. Then after the restaurant replaced everything and opened up, I went in and ate there as a customer and everybody was very nice to me.

I also have a sore spot in my throat and I'm hoping it's just because my mouth is dry and it's not strep or some crap like that. 

No correlation of this sore throat situation to my dream, I think. Just that I happened to think of those things one right after the other.

Now to end this post with a shirt I made for my bro. He specifically asked for black on dark gray.

I almost forgot to mention the most important thing that happened to me this week! I got my new galaxy s3 in the mail! As previously stated, I bought a new one because I was an idiot to the last one! I would equate the sensation to that of a person who lost their hand in a disgusting accident that was totally their own fault and then they shelled out way too much money and bought a beautiful, much better version of a hand. Having my phone back is just like that.

11. Describe 10 pet peeves you have.

1. when a blog has a music player that automatically begins when you visit the page and then you have to sort through all your tabs to figure out which one is playing the dumb music
2. saying "I'm bored"
3. not using a blinker to turn
4. scrolling through facebook/twitter/instagram on your phone while we're hanging out. I don't care if you answer a text or look at notifications when you get them, that's fine, but if you're just mindlessly scrolling... come on
5. when the only thing you can do about something is complain, then maybe you shouldn't open your mouth
6. littering
7. not getting into the left turn lane until just right before you're going to turn left. GET IN THE TURN LANE ALREADY!
8. "I could care less" is probably not what you think it means
9. when someone obviously needs to blow their nose, but they haven't done it in a reasonable amount of time
10. leaving the lights on in an empty room that you aren't in

Yes, some of these are irrational. Even dumb, some might say. Unfortunately, this is not all of them that I have. This is a very hostile post and I'm sorry. Sometimes little annoyances make me the craziest.

Lady

Yesterday, I painted my fingers and toes and now I feel like a true lady. Because I never never never paint my fingernails. I have all this nail polish because I have this compulsion to buy new nail polishes whenever I see a pretty one at the store. I never ever wear it. I do not know how to apply it properly to end up with smooth nails. It is the devil.

Also, everything in pictures is a lie because I edited this picture to make it look like I've got some google glass shit going on. (I was going to say "make it look like I'm some kind of camera headed freak", but then I realized that there are cameras you can wear on your head. It's called google glass aND THE FUTURE IS HAPPENING RIGHT NOW)

10. Describe your most embarrassing moment.

Let me be frank. I intentionally forget embarrassing moments. I do not dwell on them. If I did, I would cringe myself to sleep every night. I have, like, a real life super power where I can push the memories down real deep and if anything ever reminds me of a time when I was embarrassed, I can immediately replace that thought with something awesome that I did that I'm really proud of.
What can I say? It's a talent.

SPIRNG BERAK

To start off my spring break on the 23rd, I went to the Georgia aquarium with my some of my famz. It was tight.

{{{THE ABYSS}}}

Then the next day we had a sunday dinner and my uncle made this perfect, delicious cake. It had a chocolate cheesecake layer, that's how perfect it was. 

Then on Monday I made this:

Focaccia 

Tomato, basil, mozzarella pasta salad

And I took it to Birmingham to enjoy with these lovely knuckleheads:

I made & gave Rosh this shirt:

She seemed to like it.

Rosh and Bernard. Bernard is the cutest.

I went home to my parents house on Wednesday and George did this cute thing.

Wednesday night I decided I was going to fix the screen on my galaxy s3, which turned out poorly and left my phone in a vegetative state. I thought that I would have to use my brother's non smart phone for 3 weeks until I got paid and could afford to purchase a new galaxy. I told my parents about ruining my phone and they weren't that mad and my dad even remembered that he had his captivate, which is the same phone I had before it broke and I got my galaxy. So it's all good in the hood now. But I'm still going to buy another galaxy.

On Thursday I organized a lunch with ClaireyD, Bram, Luke, Brian, & AlexJohnson at Nothing but Noodles. It went swimmingly. Gave Luke an early bday present. I think he enjoyed it.

AlexJohnson invited me to trivia that night and it was the same group that went to lunch plus about ten more people. Our team name was Mo Money Mo Tacos :D and Bram won us the 3rd place $5 dollar gift card which he got to keep because it only seemed right. 

And then some people went back to Bram & AK's place and we watched an episode of fringe and then an episode of house hunters and then an episode of something on the cooking channel. And then and then and then and then and then and then and then.

That reminds me, am I the only one that didn't know that Ashton Kutcher and Mila Kunis were having a baby?! For some reason I always think of Ashton Kutcher as a perpetual bachelor.

This photo was an accident,
but it shows this awesome tardis blanket that I used
while I was at their house.

This shows how badly no one wanted to sit next to me.
That kind of offended me... but then AK sat next to me and
my insecurities decreased.

Today I ate some bangin' Panera with ClaireyD and had some invigorating conversation about literally everything and it was good. Then we went to zen beri and harassed Luke by text message and ate some fantastic gummy bears. Everything was awesome.


Most recently, I've been sat in my bed listening to Sebastian play video games and laughing hysterically at cat gifs and I also made some peanut butter cookies earlier. And now we're about to play battle block theater or n+ so I'm gonna go.

Jealousy

Look at this beautiful masterpiece. The Sorted food guys use it in their kitchen.

Here's why it appears to be better than the comparable kitchen aid:

• There's a spinny knob on the side instead of the little lever on each side of the arm of the mixer. 
  On the kitchen aid, the little levers look exactly the same and even though I've used a kitchen aid about 1000 times, I always go for the wrong one when I need to use it.
• The kenwood is so much sleeker and modern looking. Appeals to my design senses. The kitchen aid has a very old fashioned kitchen look going for it with the hardware, which is fine, but just not what I personally like.
• The kenwood can come in a stripey design. As far as I know, with the kitchen aid, if you want a design, you must add it yourself.

The only problem with the kenwood is that those silly Europeans use a different plug than we do. 

I've found some similar mixers with the spinny knob from amazon, but so far they're all just not quite right. Will keep looking.




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OH MY GOD LOOK WHAT JUST HAPPENED 5 HOURS AGO.
>>>>>>SortedFood's tumblr<<<<<<
I mean, I only made a few gifs of the funny parts from their livestream so it's not like I did anything incredible, but I'VE BEEN RECOGNIZED BY THOSE HANDSOME DARLINGS. ;)

Transformation... saturday

We have this cat that loves to sit right up near the face. Always has.

Baby George

           

jus chillen

Bittersweet and strange

I'm doing a blog post to avoid bs-ing my way through a research paper. I think I might go to bed after this & just frantically do the paper in the morning.

So I have this reputation of being alright at craft projects. My cousins are really good at exploiting that, and it's okay, I let them. There's this gala thing that they decorate for every year and their theme is Beauty and the Beast. Here's some things I've made so far, in case you're curious & for my future reference:

I mean, don't judge my stuff based on my shitty photographs. I want a dslr sooooo very much.

feels

Ugh, the newest episode of My Mad Fat Diary is incredibly depressing. I shall remain hopeful. 2 episodes left and I'm confident they can turn it around.

Look at this miracle that happened today. Sorted food, the absolute gems, replied to me.

I wish I hadn't replied with the second tweet, but I can always delete it if I feel the need. They seem to respond to everybody and I love that. Those boys are all just precious little cupcakes.

tumblypoos

I have a tumblr. It's like a fun, hip version of this blog. But it's mine, so like, not really.
abellebearoh.tumblr.com

march 5

All of the people from college that I consider actual friends (well, actual enough that we're facebook friends) all have names that end in the long 'e'. [Ex. Marcyyy, Katieee, Tobyyy, Emilyyy, etc.] It was a coincidence until I noticed it & now I can only have friends at jsu with these type names. Okay that's a lie, I'll take all the friends I can get.


So I'm totally obsessed with #mymadfatdiary again. Nico Mirallegro is a god. I wish that it was popular in the states so that I could talk to people about it. Now all I can do is flail about it on tumblr.


I was watching a previous episode of sorted food and I had this flashback of a British bear show that I remember watching as a kid. At first I thought paddington, but the videos I've found don't look like my mind pictures. I was looking at the list of PBS shows to see if it was on there & I realized that I watched a shit ton of PBS when I was younger. It was quality programming.