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6.13.2008

Me & the love of my life....

Isn't he cute?

All the girls are so jealous! They all wish they had him! but he is mine! oh yeah!!
I get to sleep with him every night ~_o!
He is way better than most men because (just the highlights)....
  • He hears me out, & doesn't jump to crazy conclusions.
  • He isn't overly sensitive.
  • He is funny.
  • He is fuzzy.
  • He keeps me warm.
  • He is loyal.
  • He is ALWAYS there for me, not only when he needs me! and not only for five minutes but all the time I need him!
  • He lets me stare at him, and doesn't feel uncomfortable.
  • He doesn't try to figure out what I'm thinking all the time.
  • He gets that if I say I'm ok! I'm ok! (and doesn't keep asking me how I feel every five freaking minutes)
  • He is on team ninja!
  • He doesn't mind if I don't feel like hugging him.
  • He knows I kinda like being insulted, but not really.
  • He doesn't try to make me feel bad for insulting him; he knows I'm jk.
  • He accepts my messiness.
  • He gets that sometimes I just want to stay at home and read a good book (or even a crappy one).
  • He gets that I sometimes like crappy movies and doesn't make fun of me because of that, or at least not every hour on the hour.
  • He is happy even if he doesn't have the biggest place in my heart, he thinks it's great he has a place, and apriciets it, and takes care of it as if it was the
  • He doesn't think it's gross to make tofu sandwiches with peanut butter, ice-cream, & sometimes carrots,
  • Kids adore him
  • He knows the difference between friendship and relationship.
  • He doesn't mind about my you tube addiction.
  • He doesn't make me feel like crap when I bite my lip/ nails or I play with my hair by telling me how annoying it is, or how it just proves I'm nervous/ insecure (blah, blah, blah)
  • He's not grossed out by the fact that I can fit almost half my foot in my mouth,
  • He isn't a jealous guy; he lets me speak with whom ever I what to for as long as I want to, and he doesn't check my cell phone to see who have I texted.
  • He (i'm pretty sure) loooves the fact that I can't tell a lie, cause I end up felling like crap, and doesn't take it as a sing of weakness, or of "crapiness"
  • He looves food
  • He is famous (kind of)
  • He is from Asia,
  • And last but not least he is made out of 15% Poliester, 85% Acrilic and 500% awesome

yep... you-know-who is this clear enough? or is it still on "girl code" and c'mon It's me you are talking about! I don't read between the lines, how do you expect me to write between 'em!? gee! You aree sooo smart jet soo dumb!

6.12.2008

Not really

Ok... so life doesn't suck... life rules xD life... is better than the other option, so I guess It's all right.
Eh... here is an example of why life doesn't suck! Stuffed animals! yay! I loove 'em

Isn't it looveeely? Isn't it wonderful?

It's cuter in person! (He/she (not sure haven't checked) is not very photogenic! (like his/her owner xD))

ah... so life doesn't suck... and yep.. I'm totally bipolar xD... not really...

I just realized, that my first three posts kinda prove how emo I am xD... but I'm not....
Go check out awesome is what we aim for & Alone In La Vida they are made of awesome!! DO IT! GO! those blogs are waaaay better than mine! so go! *pushuck*˚

˚thats a whip by the way... That means I'm drop dead serious!

6.09.2008

Life sucks

“Most people think life sucks, and then you die. Not me. I beg to differ. I think life sucks, then you get cancer, then your dog dies, your wife leaves you, the cancer goes into remission, you get a new dog, you get remarried, you owe ten million dollars in medical bills but you work hard for thirty-five years and you pay it back and then -- one day -- you have a massive stroke, your whole right side is paralyzed, you have to limp along the streets and speak out of the left side of your mouth and drool but you go into rehabilitation and regain the power to walk and the power to talk and then -- one day -- you step off a curb at Sixty-seventh Street, and BANG you get hit by a city bus and then you die. Maybe.” ~ Denis Leary


Life sucks... think you should know... nothing will be o.k.!, life doesn't give you lemons it gives you sh*t....

We came alone to the world and we will die alone! nothing can change that, no one. You are destined to suffer your entire life, you will neeever be happy, you can be something close to happy but you will never be!

You will always fall in love with the wrong person, a friend, a stranger, a guy who seams perfect and doesn't knows you exist, your friends ex, your friends brother, blah blah blah.

Just when everything seams right something will mess up your life, your friend gets amnesia, your father dies, your best friend/uncle/ someone you really love moves to a different country, blah blah blah.

and all you can do is keep the illusion of a brighter future alive...

6.05.2008

Well here you go! hope you guys are happy!

I don't really feel like writing. Honestly I would rather eat cow's baby (xD not really) than write another mediocre post. Plus! There are a million things I should be doing instead of this, practicing feakeng carousel so David could stop bugging me about it!, sleeping!, passing Episode IV, finish the scarf I was knitting, finish the celt knot thingy of the pillow I'm making, tiddy up my room so they can paint it, etc. But I have veeeery pushy and... not-some [a.k.a. the opposite of awesome] friends that ask me to post something new. (jk! they are the awesomest XD guys ever!, eh or something XD!)


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I don't understand why they want me to write. I'm a terrible writer. Don't get me wrong, I loove to write (poems, short stories, short novels, plays, etc), but I don't think they are any good. And even though I've written lot's of poems, stories, etc, find it really hard to write. I constantly go back and decide that what ever I wrote isn't good enough. And end up rewriting it, and not liking it.

You could say I'm a perfectionist, in a weird way. Not in everything I do, but on things I think matter. Things that saldy people around me do not care about. It’s one of my many flaws.

Since I truly have nothing better to do and this post is going down hill I’ll list my some (too many too list 'em all) flaws,
[‘cause I’m awesome like that xD]
I’m clumsy, veeery clumsy
I fall easily
I’m self absorbed
I’m a dork (yes it can sometimes be a flaw!)
I have two left feet
I kind of suffer from schizoid’s, but not really...
I’m mean, and cruel to people
I don’t take compliments well
I get distracted easily
I’m indecisive
I’m very sarcastic
I sometimes offend people and I truly don’t realize it
I’m shy
I tend to put people on pedestals and believe they are perfect, and once I discover they are not, I think it’s my fault (sounds crazy, know)
I’m slow, both mentally and physically
I have terrible spelling & grammar xDD
I’m a coward
I can be a bit of a hypocrite sometimes
I never or almost never tell people how I feel
I spend most of my time day dreaming, but I never do something to make the dreams come true
I set unrealistic goals
I generally want what I can’t have
I’m inpatient
I’m a glass half empty kind of person
I’m not sporty AT all!
I’m lazy
I can't handle losing
I’m forgetful
I can’t keep a friend too long, mmm... well let me rephrase that, when I say I’ll keep intouch, I’m socially awkward
I’m not a nice person
I care to much
I never start a conversation unless I'm great friends with someone and sometimes find hard to keep a conversation with people I’m not friends with
I tend to push people away
I’m extremely insecure
I never finish anythi