Oh man you guys

I am so good at food.
Yesterday I made home made egg rolls & home made Japanese Hibachi shrimp sauce & home made chocolate cake. Seriously the best food I've ever made so far.
I may suck at money management & social skills, but I am so good at food.

Shit.

Things were going so well, money-wise.
I was kind of managing my money. I think my fucking bank made me overdraw on purpose. It's some bullshit.
Once a month pay days are so shitty. Basically the shittiest kind of pay days.
Fucking shit I hate money.

All of the cuss words.

God damnit.

hahahahahahah

CK snores.

Merry Xmas

Oh girl

My hair looked good today. (Friday, because I haven't slept yet)
My face looked horrible, but my hair was fabulous/

This pancake covered sausage thing I'm eating is delicious.
Won't be eating anymore of this deliciousity after December. Losing weight this year!

I can't believe Christmas is Sunday! It has snuck up on me.

Oh man the other day, on the 18th, I was driving on 565 & this guy in front of my slammed on his brakes so I passed him & cussed at him, but then when I realized his hood flew up & it was blocking his windshield! I felt (kinda) bad for cussing at them. I didn't stop to help them or anything, they could have been murderers.

I'm excited to see The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo with my frannnnd, @Clairey_D
I hope she's not too pissed that I had to ditch her today :(

I gotta get a video game console. Knitting is just not fulfilling my "doing useless crap" needs.



Still obsessed with Toby Turner, btdubs.

About 7 hours late

Sorry Rosh. I didn't see your comment soon enough.

I think I didn't wash my pajamas correctly. They smell so weird. Usually I use too much fabric softener and my clothes smell like fake flowers or linens. Now they just smell like a mildewy wet dog.
So this week has been nice. I don't know how I've kept these amazing friends for as long as I have, but they still text me to hang out and stuff so that's pretty cool. I know we won't be close after everybody gets real jobs so it's nice for now.
Rosh puts up with my horrible mood swings and my bossy cooking tips and all of my other quirks and I will always be grateful. We hung out on Monday & it was great.
I'm glad M & I are normal friends again. I was worried there for a little while, but I was too wimpy to make the first move (well too wimpy to send the first text). All is well again.
So one of my friends who happens to be a very handsome good looking dude who has a little brother who also happens to be handsome and some super adorable parents. I just have to document that Mrs. S hugged me today! She also said that she hadn't heard from me in a while, except for facebook. AWW!! Then I thought, Oh flip, I hope I haven't posted anything that makes me look bad on there. L asked if I wanted to trade parents for a while and I was like no I just want them to adopt me. Ahh such a cool family. & L is growing a nice beard currently. So cute.

Now I'm comfortable in my weird smelling pajamas, trying to figure out this beardy knitting pattern.

Did you notice that I tried to be very vague with names? I did that on purpose. I used to make up these awesome nicknames and code names for my peers in highschool, but I can't think of anything right now. Maybe I'll become inspired later and think of some.

Rudy is my new favorite misfit

Let me tell you about this bet this guy & I made about Misfits. I say that Seth the Power guy will NOT get killed off my the end of the season & this guy says Seth will. So far the bet is in my favor. Not like he cares anyway because HE NEVER TEXTS ME BACK. Doesn't even bother me. Don't even care. >:|

Zac Efron has been popping up in my life a lot lately. In my Misfits. In the movie I went to see. In the trailers.   Not in person though. ): He has gotten to be very VERY good looking.

I have spent all day making a hat for my toddler relative. It's looking pretty shitty so far. I kind of want to quit & give up, but my great aunt has already paid me $20. Twenty whole dollars.

And I still have another one to make. By the 18th.

Only 153 more Toby Turner lazy vlogs to watch. Now 152. Then about 1000 million Tobygames to listen to. Don't care about watching because video games... buh.

Toby loved Heroes too! Ahhh Heroes. I'm so sad.

My grandmother said I was becoming skinnier. I think she was mocking me. 

I cleaned my room here in Gadrock and I can't find anything. Everything's moved.

Don't mean to be a Patty Pissypants, but I will anyway... Why am I an English major?! Again. Seriously I cannot write professionally AT ALL. What am I supposed to do with my life? How do I fake professional writing? Uhh I'm prematurely worrying about next semester. Don't think it's premature to worry about life though. Since I'm living it. Now. Right now. 

IT'S ALMOST CHRISTMAS

Handsome

Seriously.

I'm a lonely boy

I looked on youtube for The Black Keys new song, but it wasn't at the top of the search results. Paula Anka was at the top.

Which then obviously reminds me of Gilmore Girls. >>> The Real Paul Anka!

Currently making myself a headband because my hair is jacked up today & pretty much every other day too.

BLASkBDVCANdsblalbalablablbablhblhbblahblhablhba

peace off bless your face BOOP

Finally finals

So last week totally sucked. Mostly because I stressed so much and didn't actually study. I should've sucked it up & studied. Now I'm going to have a horrible gpa. I won't be able to get into the English honor society. I'll be a poor bum forever.
Why am I an English major, again?


In happier, less sucky news, I can now get back to my knitting full time!!!!!!!! I found this fucking awesome beer sweater pattern yesterday & I'm going to make them for EVERYONE. I don't care if they don't drink beer. They will start once they see how mo-effing adorable the little bottle sweaters are.

Ryan Reynold's bleach blonde hair

alcohol dirty malls pensacola florida bars

Two finals on monday. Back to back. Not even worried. I should be, but you know how I do.
"Trojans in my head"
It's really hot in my car & it's super cold outside. Quiero una siesta màs que ir a mi empleo. Pretty sure I aced my spanish class. I wish Sr. Pacheco was teaching 102 next semester.
School blows. Also, walking up stairs blows.

These are the most brutal stairs I've ever climbed.

My jefe brought me a jesus book to read. I'll read anything. Or I should say, I'll try to read anything. It's pretty weird so far. All about how women are brought up to believe in fairytales because "god created us that way", but as adults, guys aren't good at romance. Well known concept, but there's an added twist. The book wants females to love god because he is supposedly the only one that will be your prince charming. Which is so creepy to me.  Also it talks a lot about women are guilty all the time for being not enough or too much. I relate to that. The feelings of being not nice enough or strong enough or skinny enough, but also feeling too emotional and too sensitive. Then they tie it into jesus & it loses me.
I wonder all the time if I should tell my jefe that I'm just not really into religion or should I just suck it up & go to their church. She probably talks to me about it at least 3 days a week & all I do is just sit there nodding my head. When, in reality, I have no idea what she's talking about nor do I want to know.
So I'm probably going to hell.


Boom. Blogged.

VIDCON

Hey, one of my friends with lots of money that likes me enough to read my reckless blogging, can you buy me (& yourself so I don't have to go alone) a ticket to vidcon along with a plane ticket and probably a room at the hotel where vidcon is?!?!?!?!?! I will forreal marry you, even if you're a lady. We can go to one of them states that does gay marriages or civil unions. Except we will have to get divorced when we get to vidcon because I plan on marrying Toby Turner. So we'll have to think of another way for me to thank you forever.

VIDCON

fail sauce

I pretty much copy everything that Rosh blogs about. We did the same note on Facebook, & now that I've seen her answers, I'm curious about mine. I changed a lot in 08-09 & not in the best way. This note was written right in the middle of that time. I hope I've changed for the better since then, but I guess we'll have to see.


Posted on Facebook on August 17, 2009; about two months after I graduated from BJ high school. Also, about a week before my 18th birthday.
Rules: 
Once you've been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 25 random things, facts, habits, or goals about you. At the end, choose 25 people to be tagged. You have to tag the person who tagged you. If I tagged you, it's because I want to know more about you. (Rosh tagged me)


1. New favorite quote: "Never love anything too much; it will eventually disappoint you." (New new favorite quote: "Que sera sera." See video)

2. I want a hound dog named Copper. (Partly true. I kind of want a French bulldog)

3. I would much rather throw something away & buy a new one than clean the old one. (I'm ashamed to admit that this is still very much my mindset)

4. I get embarrassed FOR other people very easily. (True, but I get embarrassed for myself more often)

5. If my life was a sitcom, I think I would be the stupid friend or the overly sarcastic friend. (Or the fat friend. I've gained like 50 pounds since high school.)

6. Favorite sandwich: chicken salad. (Always)

7. It amazes me that it seems like everybody is connected. Like it's a small world without the annoying melody. (Still amazes me. Probably now more so because everybody I used to hang with is away at different colleges & we're meeting people that know other people through other people all the time.)

8. I hate it when douchebags leave their brights on. (Who doesn't?)

9. I love the way my papaw talks. (Who doesn't?)

10. It bothers me when I make a list and every first word is the same. Is that OCD or just good writing skills? (Truth)

11. After working at the movie theatre, I learned that the public does not know how to read. (Truth)

12. I'm a sucker. (I really can't remember what this is referring to, but I'm sure it's still true)

13. The memories are nice, but I do not miss high school at all. (Ah I do miss BJ)

14. I love knowing what new movies are coming out. (That was a perk of the job. I guess I was still working at the theater when I wrote this)

15. My favorite song TODAY: He Could Be The One - Hannah Montana (It's catchy & probably won't be favorite for long.) (Uh nope)

16. I cuss inside my head way more than I do outloud. (I cuss out loud now)

17. Books are wonderful, but unfortunately make me hopeless. (I am so insightful)

18. I love listening to my uncles & Mama talk about their childhood. (They don't do this much anymore)

19. It seems that I have a tendency to fall for the wrong guys. (I fall for plenty of different kinds of guys, it's just I haven't dated the right guy)

20. My favorite day of the week is the day after Mama goes to the grocery store. (Haha fatty)

21. Sappy movies make me cry. (God I cry over everything)

22. I basically rely on Braden's advice because he is oh so wise beyond his years. (False)

23. I miss all of the people I knew in Centre. (I miss my highschool friends more)

24. I don't know how to act around dogs, just like Roshni doesn't know how to act around my kitty cats. (Rosh has gotten much better)

25. Whenever I think about how I can't sleep, the song No Sleep Til Brooklyn plays in my head. Everytime. (False)

MISFITS APPRECIATION POST

Addicted to this show.

I cannot wait until next week because these two will probably do something about all their sexual tension!! Power guy & Kelly. They're my favorite.

IWAN RHEON aka Simon

& Rudy has so many lovely tattoos.

Still relevent, still hilarious

"Everyone with a tattoo has their bullshit reasons behind it; You always want to live by a religious philosophy you briefly learned about in your eastern cultures class, you want to honor that guy you spent a fateful spring break with, you want everyone to know you’re hard to touch, hence the barbed wire on your bicep.

While none of us want to admit it, most of the mental preparation done before getting a tattoo is figuring out what you’re going to say when people ask you what your ink symbolizes. You want to be deep. You want to be profound. You spend months crafting the beautiful soliloquy that will give insight to your masterful epidermal tapestry.

But most of us are dumb and only profound in the way that a Zach Braff movie is profound. Every tattoo explanation I’ve ever heard (including my own) comes off as a cover story for the real reason we get tattoos: they are awesome. You can philosophize all you want, but deep down we know that the reason we brave ridicule from our friends, lectures from our parents, and potential inker’s remorse is so we can look cool in a tank top.

But few people will admit this is the case. Most stand proudly by their tattoos and their vague, cryptic, undertones.

The trickiest part of this whole equation is that we’re all getting older, and that one day we’re going to have grandkids asking about the muddy purple spots on our forearms and lower backs.

Just take a second and imagine your own grandmother, just finishing setting the table for a delicious Thanksgiving feast, saying that she got Death tattooed on her shoulder blade because she always wants to remember that the Reaper’s on her back, man. Now imagine your grandfather, sporting Bermuda shorts and an oxygen tank, saying he got this piece done on his chest because Fall Out Boy is “fucking awesome.”

Hilarious right? Gaze into your future, American youth."


— Johnny Highland

Firstly

My Grandmother passive aggressively let me know that she didn't like for me to wake up late. She stomped back to my room, swung open the door & flipped on the light. I abruptly opened my eyes an my Grandmother said sweetly, "Oh I'm sorry," then she looks at the clock and realizes what time it is and not so sweetly says, "Wake up."   I deserved it. But now I think I'll have to suffer through a discussion about it.
Second, and most importantly, I honestly have no motivation to wake up in the morning. Not saying that I'm mega depressed and I don't want to wake up ever, I'm saying that about noon is a much better time to wake up.
Third, and also most importantly, why can't English teachers just care less? I don't want thoughtful emails from you telling me I still need to turn shit in! I thought I was in college! They began scaring us in middle school about college, & I'm a little disappointed to find out that they were bullshitting me & there are still teachers in college who care! It's because I always make eye contact and nod, no matter how boring the lectures. The teachers think I care!
I do care. But sometimes I don't.

Side note: "Firstly" does not even look like a word. Google says it is though. It looks like a two year old trying to say "thirsty."

Seriously

There is no reason why the printer shouldn't print. Except maybe there is a reason/like the internet here at my Grandparent's is ridiculously slow & the printer is wireless. But no I don't think that's it. The dang printer won't work for me even in the best of circumstances.

I came to my room like 2 hours ago with a glass of chocolate milk & completely forgot about it until right now

I think gallium is my favorite element. Been watching youtube videos about science.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA I love you

old lady swag

Memorizing Spanish things while knitting! My favorite pastime! Minus the Spanish part.

Office Guy: "Hey how's it going?"
Me: "Hey! Good! How's how are you going?"
...I wish I didn't do this every single day

God I love knitting, but also I am so bad at it. All of my things turn out crooked and janky!


Sidenote: I must clarify that my Grandmother does not openly hate gays; She does so quietly in the privacy of her own home. It's not good either way, but I think it's better than running your big dumb mouth about it.

Dorm Life, y'all. Gopher is so much good.

Bless Yo Face

"That's like the hardest core I've ever seen in my life" TOBY!!!!!!!!!
I just want to knit and watch youtube videos! Also, reading. That is totally it. I don't want to do school.
I say that in every blog haha

Tonight's Glee had the potential to be really awkward because I watched it with my Grandmother and she is very homophobic and thinks gay is gross. Surprisingly enough, she didn't say anything!

Got so much to do, but I ain't sweating it. I really should sweat it. I probably won't though. No motivation to sweat it.