Well...I am officially 20 years old. Thanks to all you creepers out there who have no idea who I am, yet are secretly wishing me a happy birthday under your breath. I truly feel the love, well, sort of.
But I do have the most amazing friends who have made sure to blow up my phone with calls and texts every 2 1/2 minutes to wish me a Happy Birthday. I love them, I really do <3>Correction: I've never been a fan of MY birthday. I'm not really sure why, but I always feel extremely awkward and out of place when someone wishes me a Happy Birthday...or even worse, when someone gets me a present.
Make fun of me all you want, but I truly don't like it, (and it's not because I'm growing into an old lady who is ashamed of her age and therefore resents the horrid day she is reminded of it.)
I'm a giver, not a receiver. I love, love LOVE celebrating my friends birthdays...I live for it, and I count down the days until I can take them out and surprise them with quirky little gifts. However, when it comes to mine...I silently pray that it comes and go as quickly and painlessly as possible.
So, it's my birthday, and I'm 20. I really feel like I should be 30 by now, and I take myself aback with the knowledge that I'm ONLY 20. With everything that I've been through, I feel like my teenage years was a compilation of 30 years. I guess I should be thankful it was only 10 though...
Anyways, Happy Birthday to me. Thanks again for your secret silent birthday wishes :)
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
Sunday, February 14, 2010
Drama, Drama, and oh, more Drama
Who knew that Facebook could start more problems than technology thought possible???
Well my friends, it's been one of those days....one of those days where people seem to forget the rules of propriety and proper manners of maturity, including myself.
Much like the rest of the human race, I don't like people intentionally creating seditious libel to discredit my name and my reputation...especially on Facebook. Come on now, if you have something to say to me, be mature and say it to my face. Don't tremble like a puppy with his tail between his legs by "trying" to be slick and posting things on Facebook. That's for high schoolers...actually, that's for monkeys.
So the lesson here is know when you're wrong, and know when enough is enough. You're not cool because Facebook allows you to have an account...they allow the dumbest people to have one, i.e. Barak Obama.
Well my friends, it's been one of those days....one of those days where people seem to forget the rules of propriety and proper manners of maturity, including myself.
Much like the rest of the human race, I don't like people intentionally creating seditious libel to discredit my name and my reputation...especially on Facebook. Come on now, if you have something to say to me, be mature and say it to my face. Don't tremble like a puppy with his tail between his legs by "trying" to be slick and posting things on Facebook. That's for high schoolers...actually, that's for monkeys.
So the lesson here is know when you're wrong, and know when enough is enough. You're not cool because Facebook allows you to have an account...they allow the dumbest people to have one, i.e. Barak Obama.
Friday, February 5, 2010
My Heart's Treasure
Oh my dearest love, how I do love thee
For the deepest waters nor the limitless skies
Compares to the depths of thy heart’s eternal key
Which there, for all eternity, is where thee shall lie.
For there, you are safe from heartache and despair,
Away from the world which may destroy our love,
Unlike a man, I know thee will never cease to dare
To fly away among the heavens up above like a dove.
For in my heart you will always be kept close
And never run to discover things anew
You shall never sneak away as the art of a ghost
To bid me farewell and with someone new adieu
My pen, my darling, how you will always be near me,
For you keep me whole and will never truly flee.
--Written by yours truly <3
For the deepest waters nor the limitless skies
Compares to the depths of thy heart’s eternal key
Which there, for all eternity, is where thee shall lie.
For there, you are safe from heartache and despair,
Away from the world which may destroy our love,
Unlike a man, I know thee will never cease to dare
To fly away among the heavens up above like a dove.
For in my heart you will always be kept close
And never run to discover things anew
You shall never sneak away as the art of a ghost
To bid me farewell and with someone new adieu
My pen, my darling, how you will always be near me,
For you keep me whole and will never truly flee.
--Written by yours truly <3
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
Put the Mirror down, and Back Away from the Plastic Surgeon
Celebrity plastic surgery mishaps. Enough said.
Quite frankly, I'm sick of the media hype over celebrities and their desire to look like unattractive plastic barbie dolls. There are more important things in the world to be concerned with than how many surgeries an infamous no good wannabe reality star went through in one day...oh you know, like the an earthquake that occurred in Haiti that left thousands dead and homeless? I think coverage of that rather than Heidi Montag's new disgusting tightly pulled face is more important, don't you think?
Please do whatever you can to help the Haitians, the aftermath of this earthquake is truly devastating. Keep them in your prayers...they need all the help they can get.
Quite frankly, I'm sick of the media hype over celebrities and their desire to look like unattractive plastic barbie dolls. There are more important things in the world to be concerned with than how many surgeries an infamous no good wannabe reality star went through in one day...oh you know, like the an earthquake that occurred in Haiti that left thousands dead and homeless? I think coverage of that rather than Heidi Montag's new disgusting tightly pulled face is more important, don't you think?
Nevertheless, I can't help on commenting on how ridiculous she is and her "new" face. Where she may now look in the mirror and think that she looks shiny and new, the rest of the world is tired of looking at her at all! But in all seriousness, does she listen to herself?
Oh, look at me, I'm Heidi, I got 10 procedures in one day, oh, and I almost died, AND I now have a bra size of DDD but I wanted even bigger, they just wouldn't fit, but ugh, I'm not an addict okay! Just because I'm 23 and changed my whole face where I'm almost unrecognizable does NOT mean I'm addicted to plastic surgery. Oh, and I'll totally do it again because I believe in inner beauty, that's the message I try to send to people. Inner beauty counts, but I'm not comfortable with my skin so I have to get more surgery. But I'm in an industry that requires this.
If inner beauty really does mean more to her than physical beauty, then she is one really dumb hypocritical ridiculous skanky (now plastic) bimbo.
Oh celebrities...your desire to look younger by visiting the doctor can and will backfire on you if you don't use proper precautions and common sense. We know you're human; We know you will age; We can tell when you look younger now than you did 20 years ago.
Dear Media: Stop reporting on dumb stories about pathetic celebrities and their new bra size, and report on more important things.Please do whatever you can to help the Haitians, the aftermath of this earthquake is truly devastating. Keep them in your prayers...they need all the help they can get.
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
Goodbye Simon, Hello...uh, well...hmmm...?
It's official; Simon Cowell is leaving American Idol. So move over balloon boy, Jon and Kate Gosselin and White House Crashers, the media will now focus on this "hard-hitting news" until it has beaten the story to a slow and irritating death.
Though he may be leaving to promote his new popular show in the States, this may be the death of a show that defined a generation. A new judge can be added, Paula can be substituted, even Randy and Ryan can be switched out--but Simon Cowell, the man with the dirty rude British mouth that people tune in to watch, can NOT be replaced. He makes the show outrageous, entertaining and addicting more than any other aspect of the entire program. When people say they watch American Idol to see the amazing talent and watch prospective superstars take the stage, they're really saying they're watching to see how Simon Cowell will shred their performance to pieces and crush their dreams.
If we use simple logic, we discover that: Simon Cowell IS American Idol, American Idol IS America's guilty pleasure to watch on television, therefore--Simon Cowell IS America's guilty pleasure to watch on television.
The FOX network will not risk canceling their biggest ranking show until all life has been sucked out of it--and to their dismay, they are probably shaking in their boots that the end may be sooner than they hoped with this powerful man leaving the show. Let's pray that they don't try to drag on American Idol longer than necessary and it becomes "one of those shows" that stays on just to stay on though its audience has left and moved on to bigger and newer things.
So now the question is who will they try to replace the irreplaceable man with? Well, I guess we'll have to wait until the end of this season to find out the answer, but we will be able to see how well FOX producers replacement capabilities are with the arrival of Ellen Degeneres (though I believe she will add some very much needed funk and fun to the survival of the show).
Bon Voyage Simon, let's hope whoever they replace you with will be as rudely entertaining with an impressively dirty dictionary on hand. Another Brit wouldn't hurt either.
Though he may be leaving to promote his new popular show in the States, this may be the death of a show that defined a generation. A new judge can be added, Paula can be substituted, even Randy and Ryan can be switched out--but Simon Cowell, the man with the dirty rude British mouth that people tune in to watch, can NOT be replaced. He makes the show outrageous, entertaining and addicting more than any other aspect of the entire program. When people say they watch American Idol to see the amazing talent and watch prospective superstars take the stage, they're really saying they're watching to see how Simon Cowell will shred their performance to pieces and crush their dreams.
If we use simple logic, we discover that: Simon Cowell IS American Idol, American Idol IS America's guilty pleasure to watch on television, therefore--Simon Cowell IS America's guilty pleasure to watch on television.
The FOX network will not risk canceling their biggest ranking show until all life has been sucked out of it--and to their dismay, they are probably shaking in their boots that the end may be sooner than they hoped with this powerful man leaving the show. Let's pray that they don't try to drag on American Idol longer than necessary and it becomes "one of those shows" that stays on just to stay on though its audience has left and moved on to bigger and newer things.
So now the question is who will they try to replace the irreplaceable man with? Well, I guess we'll have to wait until the end of this season to find out the answer, but we will be able to see how well FOX producers replacement capabilities are with the arrival of Ellen Degeneres (though I believe she will add some very much needed funk and fun to the survival of the show).
Bon Voyage Simon, let's hope whoever they replace you with will be as rudely entertaining with an impressively dirty dictionary on hand. Another Brit wouldn't hurt either.
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