WTF #2!?!?!

And I quote:

"New Facebook will soon be the only Facebook

Soon, we'll be switching Facebook over to its new design. You can see it ahead of time."

FUCKING WHORES.

I do not like to be messed with like that. I'm really gonna miss the old Facebook. :(

So by choice, I'm going to New Facebook. I will have no one change it for me. I'm too cool for that.

WTF?

So I just added Willa Holland(Kaitlin from the OC Season 3 and 4....season 1 and 2 was by Preggo Eggo Amy on Secret Life) and like, last year, she was talking about being fucking sober.

She was born in 91.

WTF?!?!?!?!?!

So, at the age of....16, she already had an alcohol problem. Fucking nuts.

But I'm mad excited to see her crazy ass on Gossip Girl. She reminds me of the cooler and bitchier version of the girl I used to work with. Also, more famous. haha.



BTW: Like the new blog look? :)

Look Out, I'm Going Serious

So, this recently was bothering me. I was thinking about it. Last year, I lost a bunch of friends because of "college." We stopped talking as much. And yeah, it sucked. No actually, it really sucked. Because it feels like I wasted all that time being friends with those people, and I hate wasting my time on people. Really, I don't care for it. If you don't want to be a real friend, just go the fuck away. I do not need it. I have enough people I actually care about and they actually care about me. Like, it's been two weeks since school started, and you know what? With the people who don't go to my school, I don't feel a strain. Not at all. I feel secure in our friendship. Like, we talk that much, and even when we don't, it's okay. I know that the second we talk again is gonna be cool. Sometimes I think I have a harder time keeping friendships at school. Note to school friends: I tend to stay in my room. Um, come by and drag my ass out please? I have issues.

What I'm getting at is that I realize you know, it wasn't my fault that I lost those friendships. I mean, when I'm friends with someone, just because time goes by shouldn't mean the friendship is gone. Oh my gosh, a week went by! Well, dude, it should be fine. Get over it. I'm the person who does continue to talk with people. But once I get burned out, I'm done.

I really don't know what I got at all with this post, but I felt like saying it. I'm simply not going to make the mistakes I made last year. Even if I shouldn't be blamed.

The people who are my real friends I'm betting are the only ones who read this. And to that, I hope you know you are loved. :)

Ryan Liestman = Hero

Yay! Even in Florida, they support Penn State. Fucking awesome.

Oh yeah, lol at Joe.

I Was The Only Legit Fan

Just another random comment about the Penn State concert. It kinda annoyed me. Like, I know everyone was there for Jonas, but seriously, I had to have been the only real Veronicas fan. I've loved them since their first album. That was the shit. And the new one? Also like, mad good. I'm sorry, but really, they are awesome. Great writing, great performing. They're very fan oriented and I love that. Like, I wish they had played more, in my opinion. I'd love to see a full set and not like, five songs. I really would. And supposedly the one might be gay, or is like, a little bit of a partyier(idk, the one's been on perez a few times....and ontd) but whatever. They are awesome. They're like, fangirls too. The one(I really don't know if it was Jess or Lisa, you know, since they're twins and I missed the beginning when they said who they were) was wearing a "I heart Joe Jonas" shirt. Like, how fucking cool is that? I just love those two. The Veronicas rule. Striaght up, no lie.

So We Can All Giggle A Bit

Teehee.....I thought this needed to be seen. OH George Michael.



Oh and note? McCera, don't you dare not want the AD movie to happen. I'll have to grab you and rape you. :l

So Close, Yet So Far

Goddamn Demi vest is out of stock.

BITCHES.

Oh my gosh, Yippee!

Read that. Okay, the first few lines. Demi went to a photoshoot for Entertainment Weekly! That magazine is my shiz. Like, no lie, that made me smile. They do the best photoshoots. Can't wait to see that! :D

The BJC Fucking Rules!

So at like, 9:15 yesterday morning, I traveled from Kim's dorm room(after not getting a lot of sleep and watching her roommate play Grand Theft Auto. That was hilarious) to the BJC. After waiting a rediculous amount of time, I got seats in 114L. And the three weren't even together. I was like, well, this is the best we'll get. But then I tried to find Jonas and traveled more and really killed my feet. But then, we made it to the concert time, and dude. It. Was. Amazing. Holy shit. I cannot tell a lie. Those boys fucking rocked the house. I died a bit. Our seats were right behind the soundboard....:D

Then, who do we see as Jonas begin and everyone is focused on that?

Selena Fucking Gomez and Papa J!!!!!!11!!!!one!!!!

Me and Jenn lost it. We finally found them! After so many concerts of seeing nothing(which I actually did see something and had no idea) but dude, they were right there. Holy fuck.

So as JB rocked more and more, and I had just gotten an awesome pic or they did something awesome, I turned my back to the concert and to Jenn. My hat(derby from Vintage store!) was on the seat next to me, and Jenn's like, wide eyed and star struck. I turn and there's this enormous black man walking right past me.

Fucking Big Rob. For real.

He knocked my hat off my seat, he was that giant and dude, I was like, oh my gosh, it's fucking Big Rob!!!

Then I think after ALBL or before, I don't know, Selena had to leave. People were noticing her. So once again, I got to have her go right past me. More subtle dying inside man. Then Papa J came back and was rocking out to his sons in the sound board. He is so cool. I love him. I creeped on him and took photos. But I wasn't as bad as the two girls who were trying to find Selena again and took like, a million pics a piece with Papa J. Weirdos.

BJC rules. Best night ever. I wish my S had been there. :(

I Feel Like I've Been Raped In The Face

Hamlet 2. Awesome movie. So random, and perverted, and fucking messed up.

But soooo well written, and it really flowed, and was wonderfully done. Steve Coogan is my Hero. He really is. I'd love to meet him.


I wish I could remember more, but seriously, Rock Me Sexy Jesus? Yeah, Jesus is sexy. Deal with it.


Maybe when I can properly think, I'll add more to this. Ah well.