yea so no one reads my blogs and apparently i can't just do it for fun because i like it right? right. because i am a loser.

so looongg

yes yes yes it's almost been a month. and it's not like i DON'T have anything interesting to write about, in fact, i have a lot of things. a lot of uneccessary things to post on the internet.

for now, i just want to rave about this website i was introduced to called Omegle. Basically, you go on and (in sophie's words) "get hooked up" with random strangers. Technically, you do, and literally, if you're into that sort of thing. I have had so much fun on this website - from serious conversations to silly ones to down right offending ones.

and from THIS, i also discovered Tumblr. Apparently all tumblr people go on omegle and swap links and post pretty pictures and quotes and things. i have one =B >>here<<

so basically, i'm getting sucked into the cyberworld vortex again. help?

HUMUS!!!!!!!

today i had a crazy humus craving. i had flashbacks of my great memories in rochester of eating red bell pepper humus with TLC crackers... and i just had to get some. so i did, along with coconut cream pie and some donuts for vanesa. all in all, it was a beautiful purchase that made me proud i satisfy my urges. well, most of them.

also, if you are not a kate winslet fan and haven't seen all of her movies, i suggest you do so NOW! starting with little children and quills.
unless you're weird about sex - then start with... um... sense and sensibility. you don't see any breasts in that one.

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iwillnotspillmygutsonablogiwillnotspillmygutsonablogiwillnotspillmygutsonablog.


eleanor knows everything and i feel so bad when i don't say anything or just stare akwardly. it's hard to explain that i have thoughts in my head that are so loud to me, i forget i actually have to speak to share them with people.

MAKE IT WORK

so, i watched bruno today. it was definitely not as funny as everyone makes it out to be. i mean, there were a couple of lines that were epic. and also, sacha baran cohen surprsingly makes a very good looking austrian homosexual. i think he should look like that all the time.

bonded with the siblings yesterday. splurged on ice cream and was forced to drive to stewart park to sit on benches and expose myself to young children unintentionally.

evidence:



ciao.

here comes the briiiiide

i SWEAR, everyone is getting married. today and yesterday i had at least twenty people all last-minute shopping for weddings occurring today.
i say, if i ever find myself in a position where multiple friends are getting married the same day, i will find out:

1. what the food will be like
2. the availability of good looking men

those two will be my determining factors for which wedding to attend. unless it's eleanor's. then it doesn't matter if the only attendees are 90 year old men and the food tastes like bunny snacks.

i bought these babies today:



or at least something like them. they make me feel cool, not gonna lie.

you are never bitter, deceptive or petty :-)

eating chinese, contemplating why i always stick my nose in other people's business and try to save others from the emotionally inevitable.

i think, deep inside, i must be a nice person because i can genuinely feel so empathetic for people it makes me sad. especially when i suffered through the same thing. i am always trying to fucking help and "save" people. it never works. we can't change anyone. it makes me not believe in therapy, because they say the best kind of therapy is talking to your friends, but if you don't listen to your friends then what is the fucking poiiintttt.

i wish i could lighten this blog up with some inspiring quotes and witty musings instead of rants.

i'll go pick up some animorphs from the library and watch dr quinn to make myself feel better. yes.



p.s. i would reword this in the way im thinking it, but i realized that saying what you really feel can result in consequences. simply put: you don't have to wear makeup and heels when you go to your friends house for two hours.