Thursday, November 19, 2009

Hahahahahahahaha I don't post.

I stopped posting. Can you tell? Aw, you guys don't know what's going on in my life. Boo. Hahahaha oh well, I know you all are stalking me on everything else. ;)

Thursday, October 1, 2009

A Reflection

I am writing a poem. Good for me. And not on my poem blog. Because it's like, a whim thing. Maybe I'll blog a bit later.

I got bent, I got broken
I got stepped on and squashed
You just didn't know it
Back and forth, up and down
Who are we kidding?
Is this even what it was anymore?

Saturday, September 26, 2009

I am the biggest hypocrite in the world.

A mass of contradictions, if you will. What I'm just having issues with is what I read and think about getting into my main conscience and making it change my thoughts on certain things.

I just spent like 20 minutes reading anonymous gossip about Demi Lovato. How she drinks, smokes, and has sex with people and all that shit. And for some reason, I was like, Aw, Demi, how could you? But then, I think, oh wait...I drink on occassion. And smoke....well....certain things every so often. Maybe that two year difference really is so intense.

But then I was thinking about my conversion about music with Selena. fucking selena. grrr...

But whatever. I always read the shit about Jac Vanek, and scene queens. The kinda annoy me. I mean, I really hate when they are so connected with John Lennon and the Beatles. I am so fucking protective of the Beatles(and Alice) that like, it is a privilege if I still like you if you like Alice or the Beatles. Fucking Jac wants to name her firstborn Lennon(among other things...Holden, Sirius, etc). And I went, fucking scene queen bitch!

But she probably is a nice person. And I enjoy her "trainwreck" bracelet. Because I'm a speeding trainwreck in slowmotion(patenting that shit, because I like the way it sounds). And I kinda want it. Do I get it? Hmmm....

Really, I have issues with wondering what people will think of me. On the internet nonetheless. None of my real friends give a flying fuck who Jac Vanek is, or "scene" or any of this shit. Yet it bothers me. hmmm.....

I have issues with being accepted. No duh. I really need to get over "scene" shit and not liking it because it's scene. I've decided I need to live by the "if its cute, I 'll get it" no matter what other people think.

I also think there's a part of my who is jealous of the scene thing. God, I'd love to spend a summer off on a tour with my favorite bands, my favorite people, just fucking around, drinking, goofing off. Who the fuck wouldn't? I guess I am jealous. Oh well.

But I don't think I can forgive Jac for stealing the Lennon thing.

I have NO fucking clue where this blog was headed, or is there a direction to it AT ALL. But that's me, right?

Listen & Tell

Let's Get the Facts Straight:

I really can't stand Selena Gomez.
I still enjoy Alex Russo, and her fashion sense.
Selena really cannot sing.
Her "band" is not a band.
She can't write music. She cowrote one song.

BUT. Damn it all to hell, like 2/3 of her album is fucking catchy. I totally dig it, and hate myself for it. Pretty simple, i think.

Oh and if you wanna know more. I'm pathetic for making the title of this a pun on "Kiss & Tell." lame. i know.

Monday, September 14, 2009

I wanted to share

Photos from Full Moon Crazy Tour when Jonas came out.

Why hello there Joseph.

He's a pretty boy.

Unf unf unf. Jason and Kevin.

Aw, double pretty boys

And while I am convinced Nick did not want to be there AT ALL, I did capture him on three occassions smirking/smiling. Let's bask in it, shall we?

Wednesday, September 2, 2009

Superhuman Roommate

So instead of rushing to check headlines for the class I'm in, I figured I'd tell you about my roommate. Who I am CONVINCED is superhuman. Why you ask? She's the epitome of a disappearing act. Really. She is.

First off, I've noticed multiple times when she comes into the room, says hi, and eventually disappears. Whether it's a two second thing or two hours, eventually I'll look back, and she's not there. It baffles me. Without a sound, she is gone.

Then, today. A most strange and unusual occurrence. She was heading off to class, we said goodbye, I grabbed my keys and left not two seconds after her. She was gone. Not in the hall, not anywhere. I could've sworn I saw her in the bathroom mirror, but when I looked in there, she wasn't there. Then, as I headed to class, bam, there she is, walking right in front of me. She crosses me, without a look, not noticing. I could've run into her, but I didn't. She sped by. She has said she walks faster than most. Yep, that's my roommate. The superhuman, disappearing act. I'm POSITIVE.

Now, to go fail a quiz. Yay?

Friday, August 28, 2009

And the first week....over.

Thus ends my first week. Well, just of school. Tomorrow is Taylor Swift, and Sam comes to see me. SO excited. <2 hahahaha

Monday - No classes. After the weekend of intensity, I had another day off. It was nice. I'm gonna enjoy 3 day weekends all the time.

Tuesday - Three classes. Electronic media and Telecommunications. Should be interesting. Forum. 350 people. Haha, I enjoy being amongst a million people and not having to deal with maybe being called on.

Then, there's Literature to the Occult. Which seems really awesome. It's hilarious when I see someone from High School. I seriously wanted to start counting how many Hazleton-ites I saw. Some were like, whatever. But then I see one of my old friends without a second glance. Awesome, huh? Hope I don't have to deal with that shit this year.

Then, 2 hour break, which is perfect for naps. I love naps. They are just sooo fun.

Then, Mass Communcation Law. Which is interesting. I've always like law. To me, it's easy to understand. I don't know, it just is. Though a certain Hazleton-ite that I HATE is in that class. Must avoid him at all costs. I hoped to never see him again. He sits in the front row, so if I sit in the back, I should be good.

Wednesday - The day to catch up, and only radio broadcast at 4:40. Do not like that class. haha

Thursday - Same as Tuesday.

Friday - Freaking class out by the Penn Stater. But then I can see my brother or not.

My schedule SEEMS easy but let's factor in running two sites( & and I'll be working two jobs. This year is gonna be AWESOME.

No, actually I think it will. I don't have to deal with wishy washy friends. I've got my Sam two hours away, my Finnish Spitz a video chat away, Kim right across the courtyard & her crazy roommate to entertain me. I'm kinda loving life.

Oh and I'm obsessed with Buffy. Like, crazy obsessed. I used to love Angel, then he got a bit annoying, and now Spike is pretty badass. haha. GOOD TIMES.

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

New College (Sorta), New Room

And here we are. Year Three. Maybe my godfather will turn out to be a wrongfully accused serial killer, and I'll save him on a hippogriff. That would definitely be interesting. Anyways, this is le room 3.0. Last year was pretty damn good, so this year is a bit of a downgrade....haha

The full room. Nice, huh. It looks messy.

So this is the shower towel thing. I really don't know what the hell it is.
My closet! SOO messy. Shoes on the bottom. Shoes on the one shelf. Lots and lots of clothes. And the trunk on the top. That was really hard to get up there.
Bed and wall! Like the dots I added. Pretty, huh? and my bed! And Captain Fine! Mmmm....Happy birthday to him! And three hotties under the ultimate hottie. And the Beatles.
Corner of my room.
No Doubt, Miley, Bunny Suicide calendar, My sunglass rack. Yes, I made it. Its awesome. Oh and T. Swift is there.
My dresser. Bathroom stuff. And more dots. I enjoy them.
Other corner. Lots of posters.
My view. Awesome, huh?
But I can spy into other people's rooms.
Desk! Can you spot Buffy? hahaha
My bed. Messy again.
Roommate's side. haha

Sunday, August 9, 2009


=D FOCUS, this time. :)

If Only I Was Julie Powell...

What a thing to be able to do. Have a focus for a year and complete a job. I'd love to do that, have a blog and write. Oh wait....I DO. Except mine has no focus, much like my life. I need a goal. But me and goals? Haha can you say...never gonna happen? I try to play guitar, nope. I try to...well, do anything and everything, and I never do. I really do want to write a blog on the real musings of my life, such as what I do, but I need a focus. And focus is not what I have. I think there is a reason my eyes have astigmatisms, they cannot focus, just like the rest of myself. Someone help. I NEED focus. Otherwise, I ramble. I recently sent a 6 text long(each about the size of seven texts) to my friend explaining how bad I felt.




I'm gonna go find something to do. hahaha. There's my big focus.